A/n: Sorry for not updating for so long..

Chapter 4 Tuesday

"Today we shall begin rehearsing Act 1 of our play." Tezuka announced.

"Hai," everyone nodded.

"Anyone who makes mistakes with their reading and acting will have to drink…" Inui took out a huge jug of iced red liquid. "Inui's Special memory power-up juice. Reading from the script is allowed. Once a person makes 3 mistakes, they will have to drink a cup."

Eiji shuddered. "Zettai nomanai no ne!!" he made a face.

Momoshiro shook his head. "Nomitaku ne na , nomitaku ne yo."

Ryoma opened a can of Ponta and sat down. "I'll stick to drinking Ponta, no thanks."

Inui looked at Tezuka. "Tezuka, since you won't appear until the next act, would you mind being the narrator?"

Tezuka nodded. He cleared his throat. "We shall begin now."

(From now on it'll be in play format)

Narrator (Tezuka): Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there lived a girl named Fujiko. Everyone who knew her called her Fujiko-chan. She had brown hair and fair skin and was very beautiful.

(Fuji enters on stage)

She lived with her stepmother, Inui (Inui enters stage) and her stepsisters, Shuuko and Kiku, who were also known as the golden sisters, and their can, Ochibi. (Oishi, Eiji and Ryoma enter stage) Shuuko and Kiku treated Fujiko like their own sisters and lived happily together.

(Inui appears with an imaginary cup in his arms.)

Inui: My darlings! Good morning! (grins)

Fuji, Eiji and Oishi: Good morning Mother.

Inui: I have a special treat for you this morning! Look! Nutritional blueberry fruit juice made by me!

(Eiji and Oishi look sick) (Fuji smiles)

Eiji and Oishi: But…But mother…

Fuji: I'd love to drink it, mother!

Inui: Why, Fujiko-chan! That's a good girl! (beams)

The track team had always hated the tennis team. They were the ones who son the medals, they were the ones who won the most awards, they were the ones who were good in everything, but who got the most attention?

The tennis team.

They had never won that much, only when that captain of theirs now, Tezuka Kunimitsu and the rest of the regulars arrived.

Takada Kiyohiko, the captain of the boys track team frowned. "Are we really going to do this? What if it's…"

All of the 9 track boys had been hiding outside the room the tennis team were practicing in, and had heard what Inui had said.

"Daijobu!" Harada Takeo, a third year grinned. "Yoshi. I'll go in and steal their drinks."

The rest of the boys nodded.

Slowly, through a "secret hole", Takeo crept into the hole and disappeared.

Minutes later, Takeo came out feeling somewhat triumphant. He was holding the jug of Inui's juice. "I got it!" he said, grinning.

The rest of the team nodded.

Tanaka Keichii, a second year looked at the jug and frowned. "Isn't that…?"

"Yeah!" Takeo grinned. "Come on everyone! Let's drink some!"

Kiyohiko bit his lip. "I don't think it's a good idea. It looks somewhat…"

Before he could finish his sentence, Takeo was handing out cups of Inui's juice.

Hesitantly, Kiyohiko and Keichii took it. Both had a bad feeling about it.

"Kanpai!" Takeo smiled.

The moment the swirling red liquid touched their lips, everyone felt faint. Hastily, they gulped the full 500ml cup of Inui's juice down.

Before the cup was even fully drained of its contents, the entire track team was down and out on the ground.

Inui thought he heard a crash outside. He frowned. He looked at his script. The last line for scene one. "Oh well. Kiku-chan and Shuuko-chan, you may go." He read. "Water break."

Everyone rushed to their bags to get their water bottles.

Ryoma sat in a corner, saying nothing, drinking his second can of Ponta.

Inui looked at the table where he had put his special concoction. He frowned. The entire jug was gone! He looked around. " The chances of any seigaku regular stealing the juice is…0. This means…" he walked out of the room and saw the track team sprawled on the ground, with his latest creation spilled everywhere.

"They'll pay," he muttered under his breath. "He'll pay."

That night when Inui got home, he opened his data book and searched through his list of contacts. "Iwako Sayuri," he said and punched the number into his handphone. "President of the boys track team fanclub."

The ringing of the phone stopped. Someone picked up.

"Hello?" Sayuri's voice crackled over the phone.

"Iwako Sayuri." Inui muttered. "I have some interesting information for you…" he said, glasses gleaming dangerously.

A/n: Lol. Until next time then..