Where Did My Penis Go?
Uwa! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It took a LONG time for me to update. I got writer's block & I got lazy. D: Procrastinating wasn't a good idea, I guess. Oh yeah, it's Halloween, right? Happy Halloween! And happy birthday L! Yes. L Lawliet. From Death Note. Er… Anyway, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.
Notes:
"Mada mada dane" – talking
'Yudan sezu ni ikou' – thinking
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START-O!!
CHAPTER 4
"But… Do we really need to do this?"
"Of course! Now come one, don't lag behind Ryoma-kun!"
'How the heck did I get in this mess…'
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A FEW MINUTES AGO…
"We're going what?" Ryoma asked.
"Didn't you hear what I said? We're going shopping, of course!" Yumiko said. "Now come on, dress up & we'll head out."
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Ryoma couldn't believe that his oh-so-caring senpais all found an excuse to skip out on the shopping excursion, thus leaving only himself to deal with this fatal punishment sent down from the heavens.
He knew he didn't like to go shopping, always refusing to go whenever his mom or his cousin asked if he would like to tag along, except maybe if they are out to shop for onsen bath salts.
"Ryoma-kun, you're walking too slow." Yumiko stopped walking & looked backed to see the lagging Echizen. "Anything wrong?"
"Not really… It's just that, did you really have to make me such a girly outfit?" He said, looking uncomfortably at the so-called outfit. It was all… Well, girly.
"Nonsense." Yumiko's facial expression turned into one of the most feared expression known among junior high school tennis players: the sadistic smile made famous by Fuji Syuusuke. "I spent a lot of money just for you boys, especially you, Ryoma-kun. The least you can do is wear what I've picked out for you…"
"A-ano… Hai." Ryoma stuttered, sweatdropping. 'Now I know who Fuji-senpai's influence is…' He shrugged off the creepy vibe that was emanating from Fuji's sister.
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"Here we are!" They've reached their destination: the local mall's department store.
"Hello there! Good morning! (A/N: lol, it's still morning.)" A perky saleslady came up to them. "How may I help you?"
"We're here to shop for bras." Yumiko replied, putting her arms around Ryoma. "It's her first one."
The saleslady looked more than happy to help. "Oh! Let me help you with your choices." She looked at Ryoma & smiled. "Now what's your size young lady?"
"My huh??"
This is gonna take a while…
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Ryoma examined the rows & rows of bras. (A/N: They were done with the shopping.) "I don't get it…" He said to Yumiko, "Why are there so many designs for each bra? No one would be able to see these things, right?" (A/N: lol, I'm always wondering about this myself, too. What ARE those designs for anyway?)
Yumiko chuckled. "To tell you the truth, I don't know either." She looked at her watch. "My, is that the time already? We'd better hurry if we don't wanna miss lunch."
"Lunch…" Ryoma's stomach grumbled. He hadn't realized that it took them for what seemed like hours to find one that fit him. He hadn't eaten anything since before the practice!
Yumiko noticed the hungry look on the boy's (girl's?) face. "Why don't you go on ahead? I have to call someone for a while. You know your way the—"
She hadn't even finished her sentence & Ryoma was off like a bullet.
He went down the stairs as fast as he could. He was nearing the entrance of the mall when suddenly…
BAM!
"Gyah!" Ryoma yelled.
"Argh!" The person that the freshman bumped into shouted.
They both fell flat on the floor. Apparently, Ryoma wasn't looking to where he was going.
"Ugh…" The other person groaned."Who dares bump into Ore-sama infront of the public? Kabaji, help me up."
"Usu."
'Ore-sama? Kabaji? Usu? Wait, don't tell me…'
Ryoma quickly looked up & saw the person who spoke,
'Oh God, no'
He was face to face with Hyoutei's own Atobe Keigo & Kabaji Munehiro.
Ryoma slapped his forehead. 'Crap. The monkey king?! Why now??'
Atobe noticed that Ryoma was still on the ground. "Hmm? Is that the person who bumped into Ore-sama? Kabaji, help her up."
"Usu." Kabaji went & offered Ryoma a hand.
"Umm… Thanks." Ryoma said. When he stood up, he noticed that Atobe was staring at him. Suddenly, Atobe walked toward the freshman & stopped at a dangerously close distance from Ryoma's face, still staring. Ryoma began to feel uncomfortable.
"You look like that Echizen brat from Seigaku." Atobe finally said. "Are you related?"
Ryoma froze. 'Dammit. What if he finds out?! If that happens…' Ryoma inwardly shuddered. He didn't know WHAT would happen. They would probably get kicked out from participating in the Nationals. Tezuka would probably make him run laps until he died.
Atobe smirked. "Well, it doesn't really matter if you're related to that cocky brat or not."
Ryoma felt relieved, but also annoyed. He glared at Atobe. 'Me? A cocky brat? You should think for yourself.'
"Ahn, you're pretty. Go out with Ore-sama."
"E-eh?!"
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MEANWHILE…
"Ah, nee-san, you're back." Fuji said, putting down the book he was reading. "Where's Echizen?"
"Hmm?" Yumiko blinked. "I thought he went ahead of me. He didn't arrive?"
Eiji shook his head. "No. We were starting to wonder what was taking you guys so long, nya."
"Well, I saw someone from that school… Hyoutei? It was their captain, I think. Ryoma-kun must've bumped into him."
All the regulars fell silent.
"Uh-oh…"
END.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Aww, it was still October when I was typing this, now it's November 1. I was a few minutes late. DX
Anyway, sorry I didn't put anymore details in their bra-hunting. I didn't really want to think about what size Ryoma should be… Sorry! D: lol, sorry if this turned out shorter than the other chapters. I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Hopefully, I won't have writer's block anymore! :D
Review please!
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