Disclaimers: Maa, Konomi Takashi-sensei owns Tenipuri, but I own the poems, so don't reproduce them… Or else…

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"Ii data…" Inui muttered for the 799th time that day.

The other regulars glared at him in annoyance. They wished he would just shut up and leave them to practice in peace. As in practice without him saying 'ii data' at all, but what were the chances of that?

"Inui… That's starting to become annoying…" Oishi tried to tell him, but as usual Inui was caught up in data taking and didn't listen to him. "Ano, Inui what are you-"

Oishi was cut off as Inui held up a glass of Penal Tea, while setting his notebook in his lap and continuing to write. He said, "Either go away or drink this. Whatever you do just leave me alone."

"Hai…" Oishi said and ran away.

Meanwhile everyone was wondering what they were going to do for practice that day. Inui was obviously not going to do anything toward managing the team at that point in time, therefore Tezuka ordered everyone to run the usual 50 laps.

"Is there any penalty for not finishing a lap in a certain time period?" Fuji asked.

Almost everyone glared at him, but those who did quickly stopped because it's not good to anger Fuji, as Kirihara and Mizuki found out a bit too late.

"Nya, Fuji do you want one?" Kikumaru asked curiously.

"Maa, it would be amusing."

"Hoi…"

"Fuji-senpai, I don't think that's a very good idea…" Ryoma replied as he walked onto the courts. He was late again and earned an exasperated sigh from Fuji, a bear hug from Kikumaru, and 30 laps extra laps from Tezuka.

Inui glanced up from his writing and said, "What are you waiting for? Start running. I've got Royal Inui Juice Z, which is formed by blending Aozu and Akazu together, for the usual reason."

"Saa… How much do we have to drink and how long do we have?" Fuji inquired with a sadistic smile.

Inui cocked and eyebrow, "Oh, yeah… That… You now have 52 seconds and if you fail to complete a lap within the time period, you must drink a pitcher of it. Don't worry I added honey to make it go down easier.

Everyone on the team sweat dropped and glanced at Fuji.

"Hoi, You knew about this, didn't you, Fujiko?!" Kikumaru cried hiding behind Oishi.

"Saa, I don't know what your talking about."

"Che, mada mada dane, senpai-tachi."

"Ready? Set. Go!" Inui shouted. Everyone ran for their lives, except Fuji who was running so he could see the amusing looks on people's faces.

After 13 laps, there was a pile of unconscious non-regular people off to the side of the courts and the regulars were racing around in an amusing manner. 37 laps after that, all the regulars were lying on the ground panting except for Ryoma who, despite being very tired had to run another 30 laps for being late.

After Ryoma finished, he collapsed on the ground and asked for some water. Unfortunately, Fuji accidentally gave him some Royal Inui Juice Z and he was out of commission for the next school day.

Afternoon Practice!

Ryuzaki-sensei ended practice early due to the fact that very few people had turned in their poems. Some people cheered because they didn't have to drink the juice, while others were still unconscious and couldn't celebrate.

Inui finally finished his poem and read it to the regulars in a completely unenthusiastic tone. It was:

Data does not lie.

Billiards and bowling are not excuses,

They are simply illogical.

Data never lies.

"Nande yane, Inui? Is that even a poem? It sucks, nya!" Kikumaru said. He was currently hanging off Ryoma's shoulders while Ryoma glared at him in slight annoyance.

"Mada mada dane, Inui-senpai."

"…If you don't leave me and my poem alone you'll have to drink this." Inui warned as he held up and pitcher of bubbling blue… 'juice'.

"Eh, nani?!" Kikumaru cried and he quickly hid behind Fuji because Oishi was on the other side of the room and trying to hide behind him meant going in front of the Aozu.

Fuji glanced at Kikumaru and said politely, "Kikumaru let go of my legs."

Meanwhile, everyone who wasn't Kikumaru or Fuji took 20 steps away from Inui.

At that moment, Ryoma walked by and Kikumaru swiftly dragged him into a death-grip type hug. Amazingly, Ryoma kept on walking, but that didn't last long.

10 seconds later, he turned a strange purple color. Momo and Oishi quickly realizing what was happening and tried to pull of Kikumaru.

"Kikumaru-senpai… Can't… Breath…" Ryoma managed to choke out, again.

A minute after that Ryoma was still in Kikumaru's clutches but he didn't seem to be alive…

"Oi… Echizen?! AH! Kikumaru-senpai killed Echizen!" Momo gapped while poking Ryoma's limp body.

"Hoi? No I didn't, nya!" Kikumaru yelled back, aghast that someone would say such a thing.

"How could you, Eiji?!" Oishi yelled.

Tezuka walked out of the locker room to see what the commotion was, and saw Momo poking a seemingly life less Ryoma, while Kikumaru and Oishi stared at the said Ryoma as if he was dead.

"Explain. Wait… Never mind. 30 laps. Now!" Tezuka sighed.

Fuji walked out and frowned at the unmoving Ryoma. "Maa, is he dead?"

Tezuka sighed again, "That's what I want to know."

The rest of the regulars jogged out and gapped in surprise at Ryoma's unmoving body.

"Maa, I think we should check if he's still breathing." Fuji suggested.

Taka-san was chosen to do this. He walked forward and checked. "Ano… He's barely breathing… Now what?"

Fuji looked worried and said, "Maa, that means we could either A) do CPR or B) sit here hoping he lives."

Everyone gave him the 'Oh-no, anything but CPR!' look. Except for Tezuka, who just glared at him. Fuji shrugged and walked over to Ryoma. Everyone thought he was going to give Ryoma CPR, but instead he squatted and started poking him.

Five minutes later, Ryoma sat up and glared at Fuji, who was poking his side. "Fuji-senpai, what do you think you're doing?"

"Saa, I'm poking you."

"It's annoying. Please stop."

Everyone cheered, "YAY! Echizen lives!" Except Tezuka and Kaidoh, they just looked relived.

"Baka, senpai-tachi. You thought I died?" Ryoma said. He inwardly laughed at his senpai-tachi.

"We knew you were alive." Fuji stated matter-of-factly.

"Oh, really? Then why were you poking me?" Ryoma said cocking an eyebrow.

"Saa, I was bored."

"Whatever you say, senpai."

"BURNING!" Taka-san shouted and he chased Momo and Kaidoh even though they weren't arguing for once. Once again he had somehow gotten a racket in his hand.

"Fssssssssss… Why is he chasing us?" Kaidoh hissed.

"I have no clue, Kaidoh, but I'm too young to die! You are too, but that's beside the point."

"Fsssssssss…"

"Stop running way!" Taka-san roared as he chased after Kaidoh and Momo.

"Ah! He's catching up!"

The others watched as Momo, Kaidoh, and Taka-san continued running around in circles.

"Che, I guess there's no other way." Ryoma said as he hit a twist serve. It somehow knocked the racket out of Taka-san's hand even though he was over a tennis court away from Ryoma…

Everyone who was watching glared at Ryoma.

"Hoi, nya. Ochibi what's YOUR poem?" Kikumaru asked mischievously.

A piece of paper magically appeared in Ryoma's hand. "Who wants to read it?"

"Eh?! How'd you do that Ochibi?" Kikumaru said after the others recovered from Ryoma's magic trick.

"Saa, I will, unless anyone has any objections?" Fuji said cheerfully.

No one objected and Fuji read the poem.

It was:

Hareta sora shiroku yokogitta line

Atarashii tobira hiraita

Sashidashita to wo totie hohoemu

Kasukani kanjita mono wa yuujou

Sekaijuu no kotoba demo ienai you na

Iro de omoi wo egakou

Donna mirai mo hajimari wa kono shun kan

Koko kara hajimaru glory days

It was very silent on the courts. Then the silence was broken.

"Saa, Echizen, this is the song Ryuzaki-sensei made us sing. It's a song." Fuji said with his eyes open.

"So? Songs can be poems, Fuji-senpai."

"Oi, Echizen, That's cheating! Cheating." Momo said sternly.

"Che, not really."

"Ii data." Inui muttered for the 800th time, unaware that everyone had turned and glared at him for saying 'ii data' again.

"Echizen, you know you're lucky this is a participation grade, ne?" Oishi said cheerfully. He hasn't said much in the past few chapters…

Anyway, Tezuka muttered inaudible statements about how Ryoma was acting 'un-pillar-like,' whatever that means.

"Ochibi… That's lame. Nya, Ochibi is lame!"

"Ah! Echizen is lame!"

Kikumaru and Momo began chanting this, and moments later Inui got annoyed and threatened them with a cooler of Aozu. Where it came from remains a mystery because it wasn't there moments earlier.

Inui had unknowingly prevented Tezuka from issuing 199 laps to the overly hyper pair, while at the same time prevented Fuji from losing his temper.

Fuji slowly started smiling again, as he thought of ways to torment Ryoma, Momo, and Kikumaru in that order.

Somehow the racket from earlier made its way back into Taka-san's hand, and once again chaos ensued.

"Ora, ora, ora! Ore wa BURNING!" Taka-san shouted as he served a ball in the general direction of the courts. He missed and the ball smashed into the back of Horio's head, knocking him unconscious.

Unfortunately for him, no one seemed to notice because they're all busy trying to prevent Kikumaru's and Momo's deaths at the hands of Taka-san.

"Ahhhhh! Fuji-senpai, save me!" yelled Momo as he dived behind Fuji.

Fuji glanced at Momo then at the racket and back again.

"Momo, please let go of my leg." Fuji sighed while glancing over at Kikumaru.

"Nya, Oishi!" Kikumaru shouted cowering behind Oishi. Oishi didn't seem to notice because he was preoccupied with trying to stop Taka-san.

"Oishi, save me, nya!" Kikumaru yelled even louder.

While the chaos was ensuing, Ryoma walked away and bought a can of Ponta. Once he got back, he sat in the shade of a nearby tree and watched in amusement as his senpai-tachi cowered from (Kikumaru and Momo), chased (Taka-san), and attacked (also Taka-san) each other.

Back to the problem at hand, Taka-san was advancing swiftly toward Kikumaru and Oishi. Fuji noticed and looked for a racket and ball. Instead of finding one, he found Horio lying on the ground, unconscious, and started poking him.

Meanwhile, Taka-san noticed Momo was standing around unprotected while Kikumaru was somewhat protected and decided to attack him instead.

At that moment, Tezuka returned from his water break with his racket in hand and became extremely annoyed at the scene unfolding before him. He decided to end the scene and yelled, "What are you doing?! This is practice. All of you 50 laps, now!"

Taka-san stopped and Momo took the chance to yank the racket out of his clutches.

After the laps, practice ended without any serious injuries… Well Horio was in a coma caused by the concussion he got after receiving a Burning Serve to back of his head… So that means there was one serious injury. Oh, well…

Anyway, everyone went home, except Oishi who took Horio to the hospital. Everything returned to normal. Maa, as normal as a Friday the 13th could be…

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Saa, this chapter is weird…Whatever. The next chapter is a recap of the poems thus far so you don't have to read it. How many times do authors ask people to review?