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"This font is for the real world."
"This font is for the concert world."
Chapter Seven- Casual Clothes and Microphones!
Echizen: Defeat everyone rising to the top. It's insulting, but someday I'll be number one. In passing someone, there's victory. Push forward and never retreat. Go forward! With a wordless battle cry, I put my faith in the ball, smash and receive! To the annoying opponent, a message in my eyes:
"Everyone is annoying to you Echizen, everyone is."
"… Mada mada dane, Momo-sempai."
Echizen: "Sorry. I'll take the win again today!" Yes, I'm always winner.
Everyone: Passing from behind, all the way to the summit. Someday, the world's number one! If we fight, we become stronger. Pushing forward to complete victory. Go forward! With a wordless battle cry, I put my faith in the ball, smash and receive! To the annoying opponent, a message in my eyes: "Sorry. I'll take the win again today!" Yes, I'm always winner.
The song ended with the team gathered in the middle of the stage.
"That song was so true, nya!"
The lights went black.
A few seconds later, music started up once more and the lights came back up.
Tezuka: Become stronger to achieve our victory!
Fuji leaned closer to his buchou. "Tezuka, you look so nice in that shirt."
Tezuka swallowed. "…Arigato gozimasu…"
Tezuka: I command only the strongest team.
Oishi: The city championships are just one step towards our goal. For Seigaku, now the difficult fight begins!
Fuji: Beneath the smiles is our boiling ambition.
"…You also look really nice Fuji…"
Fuji grinned and cuddled into Tezuka.
Fuji: It burns under our fellowship like a spark. It's alive, in every heartfelt smash! You can hear it in the cries of our soul!
Eiji gaped. "That's deep, Fuji, nya."
Everyone: Rack up the wins! Rack up the wins! No matter the opponent, we won't falter!
Oishi smiled. "You look cute Eiji."
The acrobat's face matched his hair. "Thanks Oishi."
Everyone: Press forward! Press forward! Whatever the future brings, however distantly away the goal!
Momo and Taka: Complaining is weak! Overcome yourself first.
Kaidoh and Tezuka: The highest position must be taken with your own hand.
Eiji and Inui: Conquering the world, surely it is all for that day.
Oishi: For Seigaku, now the difficult fight begins!
"You also look awesome Oishi!"
"Arigato."
Fuji: Until the day we're satisfied, there is endless suffering. Instead of tears, only pouring sweat! Can it be returned? An ultra-straight smash? You must stand that this is exactly what we live for!
"Saa, this really is what we live for, isn't that right Tezuka?"
"Aa," he nodded.
"I live for the Golden Pair, nya! Golden Pair forever Oishi!" Eiji stated, wrapping his arms around his partner's neck.
"Hai, Eiji."
Inui pushed up his glasses. "90 percent of my life is tennis."
"Fsssh," Kaidoh turned to his favorite sempai. "What's the other 10 percent, Inui-sempai?"
The green notebook was brought up to hide his face. "… Other things."
"Lot of my life right now is tennis but soon it'll be sushi-making."
"Tennis is the best, it is! Right Echizen?"
"… Momo-sempai, stop, that hurts."
Fuji: No defeat! No defeat! Are you prepared to go? Let's compete! Let's compete! Another match, until the day we're recognized!
"Fuji is probably one of only one's of us who can actually sing, nya!"
Everyone: Rack up wins! Rack up wins! No matter the opponent, we won't falter! Press forward! Press forward! Whatever the future brings, however distantly away the goal! Whatever the future brings, however distantly away the goal!
The music ended as they gathered in the middle of the stage.
Eiji: Inui, why are you in a hot turtleneck?
Momo: Yeah that's right. It's so hot.
Kaidoh: It's too hot.
Inui: We were told to wear black and this is the only black thing I own.
"Really Inui?" Tezuka asked.
He pushed up his glasses. "…Hai…"
Momo: You have nothing else?
Inui: Though I really do like black.
Eiji: Go shopping?
Inui: Yes, I should. I'll ask my mother.
Nearly everyone laughed.
Oishi: Because we're in middle school, right?
Kaidoh: That's right.
Momo: Middle school.
Inui looked at someone off screen warily: Fuji,
"Aa, explains the look."
"What Tezuka?"
"….I said nothing."
Inui: For you, are those your casual clothes?
He was wearing a soft white shirt with black colors and interesting pants. Very elegant looking.
Fuji: Of course.
He walked forward, left arm moving away from his body.
Fuji: Lovely, right?
Unknown voice: Too shiny.
Momo: I'm sorry, do you have to move up like this?
The second year copied him.
"Saa, do you have something against the way I move, Momo?"
"N—no, of course not Fuji-sempai!"
Fuji crossed his arms and smiled: Got a problem?
Momo: None at all.
He said, backing away from Fuji who was walking towards him dangerously.
"Run Momo! Run, nya!"
Oishi: Fuji. Fuji. Fuji.
Momo: But! Everyone looks cool, huh? I'm in the usual tank-top!
Oishi walked forward: Better than the usual jersey, right?
Eiji grinned and laughed. "Ah, Oishi! You look fabulous in your jersey, nya!"
"Thank you again Eiji, so do you!"
Echizen tugged his cap down. "I think Momo-sempai also looks good too."
Everyone stared at him. Momo grinned and climbed onto the couch next to him. "Eh? What was that Echizen?"
"Mada mada dane."
"Eh?!"
Taka: But, you know, we look like the cover of book #10, don't we?
"Book?" Taka asked.
Eiji tapped his chin. "We must be in a manga in that world, nya!"
"Sugoi!"
Oishi: That's right. We went for that look.
Taka: But I was left out of that cover.
"…"
Everyone decided to say nothing.
Eiji: Well, you know? The popularity vote didn't—
Fuji jumped toward Eiji before he could say anything more.
Eiji blushed. "Eh…"
Inui: Kikumaru! Kawamura!
Taka rushed toward Eiji.
The data player grabbed the power player before he could make it very far as everyone else protected Eiji.
Momo: It's alright, Taka-san! It looks good on you. Better than the usual tank top, right?
Oishi: Better than the usual jersey!
Taka: Thank you.
Taka blushed. "Yes, thank you guys."
Kaidoh coughed and went to the center of the stage.
Kaidoh: Today, don't I…
Inui smiled at his favorite kouhai. "You look very nice Kaidoh."
Kaidoh flushed. "Th—thank you Inui-sempai."
Fuji smiled at Tezuka.
Kaidoh: Today, don't I look a little different?
Eiji: Oh, your long pants? You're wearing long pants.
Fuji: Definitely.
Kaidoh: Please look more closely. Look higher, look higher. Look higher. Around here if you would.
He pointed towards his head.
Inui: It's red.
Multiple: Oh! Red, red.
Eiji: its red, isn't it?
Kaidoh: I don't think it's my color.
The crowed cheered.
"You look good Kaidoh. But I think green suits you 24.98 percent more than any other color."
Multiple: its red, it's red.
Oishi laughed: Better than the usual tank top, right?
Momo: Better than the usual hairstyle, right?
"Unya! I like Oishi's hair! It's very Oishi!"
"Arigato Eiji!"
Fuji: That's right.
Tezuka coughed.
"Saa, I think Tezuka wants some attention.
Tezuka coughed and turned a slight pink.
Inui: Tezuka, where did you buy your clothes?
Tezuka: In Shibuya.
Everyone looked at him. "Really?
Tezuka—against his will—blinked. "Is that shocking?"
Oishi: In Shibuya… No way, you didn't… you didn't shop in a department store, did you?
Everyone gasped overdramatically and the fifteen year old buchou rubbed the bridge of his nose. What was so shocking about this?
Momo: No way.
Tezuka: What do you mean, "no way"?
Momo laughed then stopped: You serious?
Tezuka nodded once.
Voice: Oh, I see.
Eiji: But since we're in special clothes, we should do something really fun!
Voices: Yeah, sounds good! That's right!
Momo: Well, what about a bowling tournament?
Oishi: Hey, Momo! But today's a concert!
Momo: Ah, that's right.
Oishi: So let's have a billiards tournament.
"..."
"I won't even say anything to that, I won't."
Everyone: What?
Oishi: Right. You're right.
Eiji: And its way too small.
Oishi: You're right. Since we're in such a big venue, let's do something that better fits the scene.
Fuji: Yeah, we should.
Kaidoh: That's true, huh. It's the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium after all!
Taka: Woman's volleyball?
"Great idea Taka-san!"
Eiji: It's fine even if we're guys.
Voice: We can pretend.
Fuji: And volleyball sounds fun!
Oishi: That's right! Let's set up the net over here.
Voices: Alright! Woman's volleyball! I've got a ball! Here we go. Ready mamushi?
Inui: Today is our concert. Hey you, play with a little more spirit! Today is our concert! Today is our concert! So today we must have… a karaoke tournament!
"Yeah, nya!"
"Saa, I want to sing."
"That's a great idea, great idea!"
Momo: Wait a second. That's not special at all. Already been singing terribly all day, so…
"Fsssh, that's true."
"What was that?!"
"Che, I've got to agree with Kaidoh-sempai, Momo-sempai. Mada mada dane."
"Eh?!"
Inui: I haven't done much singing. And it goes without saying, I've had no solos.
He adjusted his glasses. "Probability that this is not fair; 100 percent."
….
Momo: Let's go mamushi!
Oishi: Eiji, here's a big one!
Eiji: Alright acrobatics!
Inui: I see! I see! You want to drink my special Inui Dream Juice that much?
Everyone: What? No! Forgive us.
Eiji: It's a special occasion, so Inui, let's hear you sing!
Everyone: Inui! Inui! Inui!
Inui: No, wait, wait.
"Tezuka, why don't you just come join us instead of standing behind us?"
"…Aa…"
Inui: Wait! Well, I'm just, my throat is…
"Fsssh, trying to make excuses, Inui-sempai." Kaidoh looked at his role model slyly.
"Eh?" he brought up his notebook. "Is that what I'm doing?"
"Kaidoh's right, nya! You were the one who wanted to sing!"
The continued clapping their hands.
Inui: Wait! I said stop!
Eiji: The glasses are off!
"Saa, Inui, take off your glasses."
"…no thank you…"
Kaidoh: It's cute.
"Fsssh," Kaidoh and Inui blushed as everyone looked at the two of them.
They started clapping once more.
Momo: Shitterukai?
Inui: Yuu noou?
Oishi: Poor man.
Inui coughed and hid behind his notebook for the… who's actually counting?—time.
Eiji: Turn off the cameras.
It showed a shot of Fuji covering his ears.
Eiji laughed.
Inui: Well, if you have to go there. Momoshiro, as for you, that your voice will be too high; probability 75 percent!
Eiji: That's true, isn't it?
Momo: I have no ear for music.
Inui: And more, Oishi, that your harmonization will be off; probability 87 percent.
Oishi frowned.
Oishi: Wait Inui, for you, for your harmonization, that you'll get scared and not sing at all; probability 98 percent!
"Haha! That's right, nya!"
Inui frowned. "This was not in my data."
Inui: Well if you go that far, Kaidoh! You're singing voice goes "haan".
"Inui-sempai?"
"…Gomen, Kaidoh."
He wasn't about to tell him that that was true.
Inui: And it comes from your nose; probability 100 percent!
Voices: That's true! It's so nasal!
Inui: So, today… I'll be testing your singing voices.
"But you can't sing at all Inui."
"Mada mada dane, Inui-sempai."
His eyebrow twitched.
Eiji: Testing?
Fuji: Inui, can you do that?
Inui: Of course.
Tezuka coughed.
"Unya! Tezuka wants attention again!"
Fuji smiled and hugged his buchou's arm tighter. "I'll give you attention Tezuka."
He coughed.
Tezuka: Haa, haa.
Eiji: I think he wants to try.
Tezuka: The night's sky…
The regulars muffled their laughter as Tezuka remained his stoic self.
Inui: Alright, the first will be… Fuji, go for it.
"Yay! My turn!"
Inwardly he was smirking. Let them all be doomed!
Everyone rushed and stopped Inui as Fuji walked forward to take hold of the microphone.
Eiji: You can't let Fuji get the mic! He'll never let go!
Fuji growled and turned towards his "best friend".
"Gomen Fuji! Forgive me!" He bowed continuously.
Oishi: Once he gets it, he clings with both arms.
Kaidoh: And his butt will wiggle.
"…"
"That's true, nya."
"Tezuka," Fuji started. "Does my butt wiggle?" He smiled "innocently".
The brunette said nothing.
Inui: Is that so?
Fuji walked forward.
Eiji: No way, if Fuji gets the mic, he'll totally change!
Momo: That's right!
Inui: Yes, I see. There is another person who changes when holding a mic…
He tossed the microphone from hand to hand and Taka grabbed it.
"… uh oh…"
