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"Ahhhh! Look at that one! That one's so cute!" Fuji Syuusuke had dragged the Seigaku tennis captain to go Gerbil-Shopping with him. Good thing Fuji looks like a girl… Tezuka thought. Fuji smiled at a gerbil with light brown fur. Perfectly matching his hair. He looked at Tezuka, his eyes closed, and him smiling the sweetest smile. Tezuka sighed. "Fine, we'll just buy him, and go home, okay?" Before Tezuka could find the shopkeeper, a random fan girl from the gerbil shop screamed, "It's FUJI SAMA! And he's… PREGNANT!" The girl was even louder than Tomo, But Fuji just smiled and waved at her. She was his fan club president. "I HATE YOU TEZUKA KUNIMITSU!" The girl screamed, running out the shop, crying.

"…" Fuji just smiled at her retreating form.

"…" Tezuka was glaring at the crowd of people that had gathered and surrendered them. Tezuka nudged Fuji with his elbow. Fuji turned around. "Eh, is this some kind of angry mob? Where are your pitch forks and torches?" Fuji asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"C-can I touch it?" One of the men in the crowd pointed to Fuji's 'Preg-Low'. "Oh no! I think we've just lost our rare newly bought gerbil!" Tezuka shouted all of a sudden, pretending to be panicked. Of course, they never bought the gerbil. "So he could sound panicked…" Fuji muttered ever so quietly. Tezuka's voice echoed through the store, gaining the attention of almost all the shoppers. There were many shouts of complete panic and horror.

"Augh!"

"Find it!"

"The poor thing can't get far!"

"Nobody stops until we find it!"

"Wah!"

"…" Fuji stared at Tezuka. Receiving no answer Fuji decided that he had to ask. "How did you know?" He asked. "Because everyone here is bound to be a gerbil freak. They can't stand for any gerbil to go missing. Let's go, Fuji." Tezuka was slightly tugging on Fuji's hand, which was held in his. "But what about my gerbi-" Tezuka silenced him by putting a finger on Fuji's lips. Then he realized what he was doing. He quickly drew his finger away and surprisingly, Fuji went with him when Tezuka tugged again.

"Saa… Kunimitsu, let's go have some ice-cream." Fuji tugged at Tezuka's arm. Tezuka stopped, stared, and stared. Had he just call him 'Kunimitsu'? Tezuka shrugged and Fuji led him to an ice-cream parlor.

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"I-Inui senpai, what do you make of this?" Kaido asked Inui, who was busy jotting down notes.

Inui looked up. His glasses flashing in the sun. "Well, Kaido, I think that this will be a great chance to test everyone's shocked reactions. And since I happened to know that St. Rudolph will eventually be involved with this, I can see their reactions, too." Inui pushed his glasses up.

Wow… He's not going insane at all, he's perfectly sane! Kaido remembered that he screamed like a little school girl a few hours ago.

"St. Rudolph?" Kaido mused. "What about it?" After watching Inui snicker evilly for a while, Kaido gave up asking. "Whatever." How freaky... Kaido got up and started to head out the courts when Inui stopped him.

"What do YOU think about this, Kaido?"

"…I think the world has gone insane." Kaido replied and continued walking.

"What would you do if you had that 'Thing' on you, Kaido?" Inui asked, flipping to the 'Kaido's reactions' page in his notebook.

Kaido saw a forgotten tennis shoe nearby and picked it up. "Just to tell you, Inui senpai, I won't pay for damages to your glasses."

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"So we're not doing anything at ALL this weekend?" Eiji asked, on the bed.

"No." Oishi replied sternly. "I want to get a good mark, so…" Oishi stopped when tears glistened in Eiji's eyes.

"So just because you want to get a good grade you want me to stay here doing nothing? Oh this is just great!" Eiji fell backwards, head hitting the pillow accurately. Eiji was being childish today, and he knew it.

"I'm sorry, Eiji… I forgot for just a second there, I forgot that you're energetic… But there's nothing we can do for you that doesn't include anything athletic." Oishi said, patting Eiji's head. Apparently now he's moved from the desk to the bed. Eiji remembered the pain he had to go through when wrapped in Oishi's jacket and shuddered. "…" He didn't say anything, but it was the most understandable answer that Oishi could understand. It meant that he surrendered. "We could go for a walk…" Oishi suggested.

"For ice-cream, nya?" Eiji's head shot up.

"Uhh… later."

Oishi was doing homework in Eiji's room. It was Friday, and Oishi always had the habit to finish his homework as early as possible. But sometimes, that's a bad habit, because then he'd find nothing to do on the weekends. Eiji, on the other hand, had the habit to do his homework at the last minute, and judging by the circumstances, his marks were incredible.

Eiji was doing everything in his power to signal to Oishi that he was bored. Playing with his fingers, bobbing his feet in the air, but nothing made the vice-captain of Seigaku turn around. Eiji sighed and gave up.

Oishi, on the other hand, had been VERY aware that his doubles partner was bored. And once he'd finished the last of his homework, he turned around and met face to face with a snoring face. Oishi felt guilty that he made his friend so bored that he'd fallen asleep. And the whole time, he'd been ignoring Eiji. Oishi noticed a strand of dark red hair dangling at Eiji's eyes. It seemed to capture his attention. Oishi moved the thick strand of hair away and smiled, reviewing what happened at home.

--Flashback--

Oishi and Eiji slipped through the doors of Eiji's home, trying to cause no sound. Eiji's parents wouldn't be happy for Eiji if they knew that their son looked like some pregnant housewife.

However, their luck wasn't that good. They ran into Eiji's mother going upstairs. Eiji's mother stared at her son, then at the Preg-Low, (she doesn't know it's a preg-low yet) and then t Oishi. She tried her best not to go insane. "I'm sure there's an explanation for this…" She sputtered, pointing at Eiji's Preg-low.

"Okaasan, it's a school project for health about Pregnancy and this is just…" Eiji trailed off and Oishi picked up, "This is just n 'preg-low', according to our teacher, the newest high-tech technique for ultimate pregnancy experience, Mrs. Kikumaru." Oishi finished, astonished on how many long words he'd said in the sentence.

"Well, uh…" Eiji's mother paused for a few seconds, speechless. "Congratulations on having your first baby, Eiji and Oishi." Then she progressed down the stairs, giggling. "Twins, Okaasan…" Eiji muttered after her. "Twins." She chuckled.

"Just HOW do they teach kids these days at school?" Mrs. Kikumaru cocked her head in sheer astonishment, while preparing something for dinner.

--End Flashback--

Oishi chuckled; remember the confusion on Mrs. Kikumaru's face.

"Eh? What're you laughing about, nya?" Eiji asked, raising an eyebrow. Apparently Oishi had turned his chuckle into a laugh. And also, apparently, Eiji's awake. "Oh, nothing, nothing, really." Oishi said, still giggling. "Okay… But we have to do something this weekend! You know I cant stand being bored, nya…" Eiji whined rather loudly.

Just then, Oishi's cell phone rang. It was St. Rudolph's manager, Mizuki. How did he get my number?

"Moshi moshi?" Oishi greeted, unsure of what the other end was going to say.

"Ahhh… It's the fukubouchou… Well, I can't get connected with Tezuka's phone somehow, so I'm going to tell you some news." Mizuki's voice sounded a bit funny on the other end.

"Yes? What is it?" Oishi asked.

"You see, the tournament between Seigaku and St. Rudolph has been moved to Sunday. THIS Sunday." The voice at the other end replied. (Note from Authoress: Thank you Umi Minamino for this excellent idea)

Oishi was silent. He stared at Eiji, thought about Ryoma and Fuji. "Uhhh…"

"Yes?"

"Cant we arrange it some other time?" Oishi was rather nevous now.

"No." Mizuki said sternly and slowly. "It's already been decided, and when something is decided, it cannot be changed because it has been decided!"

"…Goodbye." Oishi pressed the 'End call' button on his cell phone without waiting for Mizuki's reply.

"That sounded serious. What's wrong, nya?" Eiji sprang up from the bed. "No, no… It's nothing; we just have to tell Bouchou about this…" Oishi walked stiffly out the door. Eiji was left inside the room. "Hoi hoi, Oishi!" Eiji ran after Oishi, forgetting about the preg-Low that was attached to him. Now when he started running down the stairs to keep up with a panicked Oishi, he noticed that the Preg-Low was quite heavy.

After he bolted downstairs, Oishi was gone from his view. Eiji went into the kitchen and saw Oishi on the phone there, quickly dialing numbers. "Shoot, his phone IS off…" Oishi would curse once in a while. When Oishi saw Eiji, he just waved him a reassuring smile, and then went on to dialing numbers.

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"Fuji, now that I think about it… I think Mrs. Tome is going over the edge… I thought pregnant women could eat or drink anything." Tezuka mused. "You're right… Except alcohol, though."

"Not MASS amounts."

"Whatever." Fuji himself started to think. "Then why would she tell us the wrong things like that?" He thought aloud. "Oops, I hope that made sense…" Fuji added silently. "Maybe it's because…" Tezuka stared at Fuji.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"…Okay…"

Tezuka didn't get any ice-cream because he didn't want any at the moment. They sat at a nearby table in the supermarket and Fuji enjoyed his ice-cream. Tezuka, on the other hand, enjoyed staring at Fuji.

"Kunimitsu, from now on, I will refer to you by your first name, and you will refer to me as 'Syuusuke chan'. Fuji looked up from his ice cream. Tezuka remained emotionless, thanks to his hard mask.

"And why is that?"

"So people will be less suspicious." Fuji grinned wider. Getting no reply from Tezuka, Fuji tried again. "So they'll think that we're married couples and I'm a girl."

"Oh."

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Ryoma and Momoshiro were outside in the tennis courts. Ryoma was falling asleep. They'd finished changing and were just sitting there, wondering what exactly they should do.

"It's Friday." Momo said to Ryoma, who was having some large jackets blocking his stomach, so it looks like he had gone jacket-shopping. "So?" Ryoma replied, now shooting his senpai a suspicious glare. "Mind if I stay at your house for the weekend?" Momo asked, blushing. He had been practicing that one sentence for hours in the locker rooms.

"…Okay." Ryoma said with his innocent and totally clueless look. Momo sighed in relief. Man that was easy.

"So, let's go." Ryoma's voice had snapped Momoshiro out of the trance that he never knew he was in. "Aa. Sure." The two go up form the benches they were sitting on and went towards the freshman's home.

"So…" Momo trailed off, thinking of a way to ask. "Everyone that lived with me is on vacation. I'm alone with Karupin." Ryoma seemed to know what Momo had thought about. They left Ryoma here because of the tennis practices… Momo noted silently to himself. "Aa." Was his short answer. But it was good enough. The two walked in silence from then on.

When they were at the Echizen residence's doorstep. Ryoma seemed to pull a key out of nowhere, turned the doorknob with it, and invited both of them in. "Don't you need to call your parents or something?" Ryoma pointed to a nearby phone and glared expectantly at Momo. Ryoma hanged the jackets on his hands that had gotten stuffy onto a clothes rack. When the clothes were lifted off the young tennis prodigy's hands, they were sweaty a bit and it felt nice to let them breath. (I hope that made sense)

"Uhh… Thanks…" Momo dialed the phone and waited. Then,

"Okaasan?" Momo asked when someone picked up with a silent 'Moshi moshi, Momoshiro residence…'

"Takeshi! …Hm? Where are you calling from?" Aah… Momo senpai's mom sounds squeaky on the phone… Ryoma thought to himself. Actually, Ryoma thinks everyone sounds higher-pitched and slightly squeaky on the other side of the phone.

"From my kouhai, Echizen Ryoma's home…"

"Ahh, that freshman boy that you talk about day and night?" Ryoma just happened to catch that part, because Mrs. Momoshiro was speaking loudly.

"Uh, yeah! Well, let's get to the point. I'll be staying at his house for the weekends because of a health project."

"Oh. Well then, have fun! Make sure you don't eat too much! Now, Takeshi, mommy has to go, bye!" Mrs. Momoshiro had hung up.

"It's settled." Momo grinned at Ryoma, who still seems a bit confused about what he heard earlier. "Well… Show me where I have to go!" Momo threw his hands up, a bit annoyed. "I'm your guest!" Ryoma looked up from the floor.

"Why are you staring at the floor?" Momo was thinking if his kouhai was thinking of something dirty. Why else was he staring at the floor for so long?

"Momo senpai. Please take off your shoes." Ryoma pointed with his eyes at the mud tracks that Momoshiro had made when he came in. Well, so much for that theory. Momo miserably thought as he took off his shoes.

"Show me to your room, Echizen."

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Tezuka was so disturbed by the fact that he can't help but stare at Fuji sometimes that he didn't know what to do. Yup. You heard me. The great Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't know what to do. And by sheer luck, he happened to find his cell-phone and turned it on. Desperate for something that might turn his attention away from Fuji's dazzling beauty. And when Fuji opened his eyes, those blue eyes… Tezuka had a harder time avoiding him.

"Is there something wrong, Kunimitsu?" Fuji's delicate and pale hands attached itself on Tezuka's forehead. "No, not at all." Tezuka slowly clasped the hand, finding it cold from eating the cone. Fuji was about to say something just when Tezuka's cell-phone rang. Tezuka immediately picked up. "Moshi moshi?"

"Tezuka, we have a problem!" It was Oishi, and he sounded, really, really, panicked, and somehow relieved.

"What's wrong, Oishi?" Tezuka calmed asked.

"Mizuki, St. Rudolph's manager, just called and informed me that the match between Seigaku and St. Rudolph has changed and the new date of the match is this Sunday!" Oish squeezed everything in one sentence, leaving him gasping for breath.

Eiji, who was listening beside Oishi, gasped audibly.

Tezuka looked at Fuji, who was expecting him to tell him something, and then he stared at his cell phone.

"You know, Oishi, that we have three members that aren't allowed to play, right?" Tezuka asked, watching Fuji's eyes open with interest.

"Yes, and that's the problem, Tezuka! Mizuki says that he wont change the date for anything because it's been decided and, and, AND WHEN SOMETHING IS DECIDED IT CANNOT BE CHANGED BECAUSE IT'S BEEN DECIDED or something like that! What're we going to do, Tezuka?" Oishi was more out of breath on this particular sentence. It wasn't like Oishi to yell that much.

Tezuka stared again between Fuji and the cell phone. "I'll call you after I think about it." And with that, Tezuka hung up. Yes, the Seigaku members loved to hang up on people.

"What's the matter? Kunimitsu?" Fuji had finished his cone and was looking at Tezuka, searching his profile for signs of a struggle. There was none. Tezuka had an ice mask that'd never break. Tezuka could only stare at Fuji, his mind not registering what the tensai just asked. He was pouring all of his heart into thinking what to do.

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Dun Dun Dun DUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNN! What's Tezuka going to do? .

Sorry if this chapter was too long, but readers requested that I should have the people say stuff in different paragraphs, so it's more easy to read.

Man, a lot of stuff happened in this chapter! I'm slowly running out of ideas! 0.0 not a lot of people sent me ideas on their reviews and that made me feel a bit sad… Actually, only 1 or 3 people sent me ideas out of probably the 18 people that reviewed…

--Interaction with the Characters--

Tezuka: Well, at least gerbils didn't run up my pants…

Kiku: Ahh, Tezuka, you'll have to wait for the last chapter if you want to know that!

Oishi: On the other hand, Tezuka, what're we going to do!

Mizuki: Haven't you been training at all?

Tezuka, Kiku and Oishi: GO AWAY, PERSON WITH BAD FASHION SENSE WHO IS HURTING YUUTA'S SHOULDER! (No offence, Mizuki fans)

Momo: Echizen, can I sleep in your room tonight?

Ryoma: Mada mada dane … But then you have to sleep on the floor.

Momo: … I was thinking of-

Ryoma: NO!

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What'll happen next?

In the next chapter:

"Momo senpai… Do you know that you're kicking me in the face? Find another position!"

"Ahh.. gomen ne, Echizen…"

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Please review some ideas if you can!

Remember- the more reviews I get, the more likely I'll update fast! I can right a whole chapter in one day if I get satisfied with the amount of reviews! Reviews update!

--Dictionary:--

Gomen ne: Sorry.

Mada mada dane: (I think we all knows what that means…)

Fukubouchou: Vice captain

Bouchou: (I shouldn't be reminding you guys…) Captain.

Kunimitsu: (I can't believe someone requested this) Tezuka's first name.