FINALLY! I'm done! That took WAY TOO LONG to post. But I'm done. Sooooo... Enjoy! :)


Chapter 8: Why I quit betting

10 days had gone by since the accident and the girl's tennis club was settling into a would go to practice and train hard in the morning so they could leave 10 minutes early to visit Mayumi.

But this morning practice, Nori thought her head was going to explode.

She had heard of some of the head-splitting migranes Sanada and Yanagi had had when Yukimura was in the hospital, but she never expected to have one of her own.

Nori had left for only 3 minutes to check something and had come back to find Makio yelling at some first year for hitting her with a tennis ball.

The first year was on the verge of tears.

Nakikora and Hana were a few feet away, sniggering with ball and racket in hand.

Nori turned, hoping to fin the rest of her team doing something more productive.

How wrong she was.

Suzume was surrounded by other 2nd and 3rd year players listening advidly to the latest piece of juicy gossip.

Nori growled. This was unacceptable.

"EVERYONE!" she barked, "60 laps!"

All the girls looked up to their captian and fell silent. Nori felt a vein pop out of her forehead.

"If you don't start running in the next seven seconds," her voice got deadly, "you can all run 150 laps."

Somehow within 4 seconds, everybody was running around the courts with the regulars in front. Yamamoto clenched her teeth and hoped her face hadn't turned purple.

A nearby bush snickered.

Bushes don't snicker, she thought angrily. Or have green hair.

She yanked at the green clumps until Kirihara came wincing up.

"Ow! Ow! Let me go!"

"Care to explain why you seem to be living in the bushes?" Nori's cold eyes searched his wincing face.

"I was just watching," he tried looking innocent.

"Since you think you can just watch without getting caught, you can run with the rest of them."

"Eh?"

"You heard me. 60 laps. Now."

"You can't tell me what to do! You're not my captain!" Kirihara tried to wriggle out of the iron clad grip.

"You really want to argue with me?" she yanked his head again.

He winced at the pain.

"GO."

Not wanting to lose any more hair, Kirihara ran to the courtsand started doing laps with the rest of them.

[]

Yukimura was not happy.

He had sent his faithful first year to find the late Datamaster. Several minutes later, Yanagi had shown up on his own volition, WITHOUT Kirihara.

"Where is he?" Yukimura muttered.

"There is a 67% probability he got caught doing something he wasn't supposed to do," Yanagi noted.

"Well then," Sanada walked amoungst them, "he can to 60 laps when he gets here."

This was one time that he was not going to bail out Akaya, Yukimura decided.

[]

Kirihara scowed as he walked into the classroom. Usually when the world pushed him, he'd push back, but lately the world had been giving him the middle finger, and there wasn't anything he could do about it.

He SO wanted to punch the world.

But his senpais would tell him that punching the world was illogical and an impossible task to do. At least, Yanagi and Yagyuu would.

So he settled for scaring everybody away with vicious expressions.

He sat through the class staring holes into the board while his teacher glanced around nervously every time Akaya looked his way. Akaya got up from his desk to the back of the room to sharpen his pencil.

He returned to his desk to find a note in his book.

Kirihara-kun,

Whats wrong? I know it probably wasn't the best morning, but if you glare at sensei one more time, he's going to have a heart attack.(Personally I thought it was kind of funny when bucho pulld you up by the hair) XD

You're probably wondering why I'm talking to you in math class... you've guessed it, I'm in your math class as well!

I think I'm giving away too many hints, but, it's already out there. :)

I'm worried about Mayumi-senpai. I know she's recovering very quickly, I just hope she doesn't have any lasting damage. Have you seen senpai lately? I've wanted to go with the regulars, but my mother won't let me. Can you believe it? I'm almost sixteen and my mother won't let me go to a hospital by myself!

Maybe one day I'll sneak out to see her.

Thanks for listening to my ramblings. I hope you have a better day.

Your secret admirer.

Akaya smiled and pulled out a piece of paper of his own.

Admirer-chan,

Thanks for your care. Sorry about almost killing sensei. I'll stop.

And I didn't think it was funny when my hair was yanked. ( I don't want to look like Jackal-senpai!)

I went to see Mayumi-senpai a few weeks ago. She seemed kinda weak, but it's better than that unconcious state she was in when we took her to the hospital.

As far as going to the hospital, I would take you myself... if I knew who you were.

About that, I'm going to figure out who you are by the end of the year, even if it kills me. You can't stop me :)

Have a good day.

Kirihara Akaya

He slid the note in his book, knowing it would disappear.

[]

After class, Akaya walked out of the room to look for one of his senpais. Maybe they could help him figure out who the mystery girl was. He saw Niou and Yagyuu in the cafeterioa discussing something that had happened in their class.

Kirihara thought about asking Yagyuu for help, but that would mean having to put up with taunts from Yagyuu's partner in crime.

Akaya thought about asking Yukimura, but then he would be told that he needed to focus on tennis, not some silly girl.

Sanada and Jackal were out of the question, as Kirihara thought they knew nothing about girls.

So he settled for Yanagi, who happened to be talking to Nakikora. And maybe she could help as well.

"Senpais?" Kirihara approached them.

"Yes Kirihara?" Yanagi looked up at him.

"Ummmm, can you help me?" he sat down nervously.

"What exactly do you need help with?" Nakikora gave a small smile, "besides your spying techniques I mean."

Kirihara turned pink. She was as unforgiving Niouo-senpai.

Yanagi raised a brow, "care to elaborate?"

Kirihara stiffened, "I was caught spying this morning."

"On the girls' team," Nakikora rested her head on her arm, "bucho gave him 60 laps."

"So that's where you were this morning."

"That's not important," Akaya stuttered, "I need some help senpai!"

"Alright, alright," Yanagi chuckled, "what do you need help with?"

"Well, there's this girl..." he pushed the letter to Yanagi.

He began scanning the note.

"Oh, the secret admirer?" Nakikora perked up.

Kirihara nodded, "I want to figure out who she is."

"Do you have any other attributes that you know about her?" Yanagi asked as he finished the note.

"Uhhh, she's left-handed, on the tennis team, a first year, and she's in my english class," he listed.

"That should be more than enough," Yanagi pulled out a piece of paper and began writing names on it.

"Hey!" Kirihara glanced at the paper.

It had the names of students in his math and english class.

"How do you know who's in my classes?"

"I'm an office worker," he shrugged, as if the whole situation was cleared up.

"That is slightly stranged," Nakikora sweatdropped.

Yanagi decided NOT to tell her that he knew who was in all of her classes too. Or the fact he knew what classes she had.

"Can you help me with the list?" he turned to her.

They automatically crossed out the boys' names and Nakikora pointed to the ones who were on the tennis team.

"How do you know all the girls on the team?" Kirihara asked curiously.

She gave him a wry smile, "it's good to know who's on your team."

They finally narrowed it down to 3 girls.

"I think I know who it is," Nakikora announced.

Kirihara waited with baited breath.

"Who? Who?"

Nakikora gave him and incredulous look, "I'm not going to tell you and ruin my kouhai's happiness. It just so happens that I work with her from time to time. Sweet girl."

Akaya sighed in exasperation and turned to Yanagi with puppy-dog eyes.

"Do you know?" he asked, as he mustered all the powers of cute he could find.

"I do," Yanagi nodded, "but it just so happens that I find this as a great opportunity to extend your logic."

"EH?"

"Here," he pulled out a fresh sheet of paper and wrote the names of the kids from Kirihara's class on it, "a head start."

"Looks like more work to me," Akaya grumbled as he took the list and started walking off.

If only he had been paying attention to the three names.

"Do you really know?" Nakikora whispered as Kirihara walked away.

He pointed to a name. It was a correct one.

"She was the only one who hasn't turned sixteen yet."

"Ah," Nakikora smiled, "you know birthdays too?"

He sweatdropped "Uh, welll.. I didn't really mean to-"

"Pleas," Nakikora held up a hand, "it's still wierd. But wierd... is okay. I hang out with Niou so wierd is pretty normal."

Yanagi didn't know if he was supposed to take it as a compliment (46.5 percent likely) so he changed the subject back to the original conversation.

[]

"Hold still will ya?" Makio barked at her friend.

Nori flinched slightly at the 3rd year's reproach, but remained in position. After all, it was rather difficult to draw a moving object.

Makio's pencil sketched over the paper, drawing lines that hadn't quite made an image.

"Remind me why I'm doing this again?" Nori muttered.

"Because I have a portrait due tomorrow and if I don't turn this in I'll fail art and be kicked off the tennis team, causing more problems in the regular lineup."

Ah. That was why.

Yamamoto was sitting at a normal desk with a sheet of notebook paper in front of her and a pencil in her hand on the paper. Makio continued making lines on the paper.

She heard the door open. Nori gazed up at the door.

"Hello Yukimura."

Yukimura nodded and smiled.

"Ah, hello Nori, Makio-san."

"Mmph," Makio grunted, "what are you in here for?"

"I just came by to get my sketchbook," Yukimura gestured toward a table.

Yamamoto frowned at Makio's gruff exterior.

"Didn't I tell you not to move?"

Nori forced her expression back into the neutral zone. Yukimura chuckled.

"I see she's got you under her thumb," he hid a smile.

"I can always give her more laps," Nori said, without moving her mouth.

"As if this morning wasn't enough," grumbled Makio.

"Ahn? You had laps this morning?" Yukimura tilted his head,"but you had the courts this morning."

"That's what they get for being goof-offs," Nori scowled again.

"Hey! Do I have to come over there and slap that off of you?"

She forced the glare back down. Yukimura had to hold back another laugh. Nori sometimes acted so much like Sanada, it wouldn't surprise him if he came to school one day wearing a baseball cap muttering 'Tarundoru'.

"Okay, you can take a break," Makio told her.

Nori got up and left the room mentioning something about lunch.

"You're in advanced art, right?" Yukimura asked her.

She nodded.

"The instructor already showed us your picture," he gave a knowing smile, "so why are making Nori 'help' you?"

Makio gave a smirk, "it's a project I'm working on."

She set her sketchbook down and walked out of the room. Yukimura smiled and picked up his own sketchbook to leave the room.

He decided he should have fun with Sanada like that on his next sketch due.

Yukimura got up and walked out, hoping to catch Sanada before lunch ended.

[]

Suzume ran down the halls looking for her doubles partner.

"Hana! Hana? Hana-OOF!"

She ran straight into a guy who was built like a wall.

"Sorry," she smoothed the wrinkles out of her pleated skirt, "I wasn't watching where I was going."

"Just be more careful next time."

She looked up at the sound of the familiar voice.

"Hi Jackal!" she smiled brightly, "I didn't see you."

Jackal sweatdropped.

Am I really that invisible? he thought sadly.

"I'm so scatterbrained, I don't think I could notice much," she giggled, "except what I hear. I guess that's why I know so much gossip."

Jackal nodded. Not that he had anything to say.

"Have you seen Hana?" she looked up at him, "I've been trying to find her all lunch period."

"Uh, try the library," he pointed down the hallway.

Suzume nodded happily and continued down the hall with a spring in her step. Jackal shook his head and kept on walking

And I thought Bunta was hyper.

[]

Suzume went on down the hallway. She passed a few classrooms with very few people and one with Sanada and Yukimura in it. Yukumura had said something to Sanada and was answered with a very profuse shaking of the head. Suzume giggled and ventured on to the library.

She walked in, scouring the library for Hana.

"Hana-chan!" she spotted her and waved.

Three people in the direct vicinity shushed her. Hana rolled her eyes and motioned for her to come over to where she was.

"What's up?" Suzume asked as she sat down at the table.

"I'm trying to write a history paper due next period," she was writing furiously.

"Okay, so this morning I was sitting at my desk and Ren came up and-"

"Suzume," Hana interrupted her, "you know how I have that thing where if someones talking to me and I'm writing something what that person says gets put on paper?"

"Yeah, but Ren came up and was talking about-"

"I'm sure this story is very interesting," Hana went through her words, "but Ito-sensei will not appreciate reading about something Ren said in between the economy of 17th century Japan."

"Oh," Suzume said, dejected.

Hana went back to her paper and Suzume got up and began roaming the library. She usually did not read many books if she could get away with it, but she wanted an excuse to wait and tell Hana what she had heard.

She looked through the shelves of reading material and pulled out a book.

Origin of Species By Charles Darwin.

Suzume wrinkled her nose at the science text and proceeded to push it back into the shelf. It wouldn't budge.

She stared at the book and gave it a harder shove. Suzume pushed with all her might until the book went in.

"Ow!"

Suzume peered through the hole in the shelf and saw flash of bright pink hair.

"Marui?" she walked into the asile he was in.

"Oh, hey Suzume," Marui rubbed his head, "it's the weirdest thing. I was thinking about the book I would need for my English project and all these books attacked me!"

"Yeah, uh, that was my fault," she scratched her head embarassedly.

He chuckled and they put the books on the shelf.

"What are you doing in the library?" Suzume asked curiously. "I can't picture you as a reader."

"Oh!" he picked up a book a gave to her, "here."

She looked at the cover, "manga?"

He nodded, blowing a gum bubble.

"Really?" she looked at him.

Marui shrugged, "I like a good plot line. Here, read this one. I was going to reread it but you seem to need the influence."

"Uh, thanks," she took the book.

He grinned at her, "cool, well, see ya."

He waved and left the library for the hall. She looked at the book curiously. Suzume had never taken the time to read a manga; she had always assumed that they were all trash. But considering what she listened to, it couldn't be THAT bad.

She flipped to teh first page and began walking back to Hana's table. Suzume sat down and began reading.

[]

Hana finally finished her essay and threw down her pencil. She grasped her hand and hoped it wouldn't fall off in the next six seconds.

"Hey Suzume, what did you want to tell me?" Hana looked up.

Hana found Suzume sitting in complete oblivion, totally absorbed in a book.

"Suzume?" she nudged her shoulder.

"Ssssshhhhhh!" Suzume wave her off, not looking up.

Oh no she didn't, Hana thought. She did not just diss me for a book.

Hana snatched up the book and glanced at the page she was currently reading.

"Manga?"

Suzume glared at her and swiped the book back up, "the guy was about to confess to the girl."

Hana rolled her eyes, "because reading about confessions is something truly worth reading about."

Suzume ignored her and continued reading. Hana sighed and collected all her books to return to their proper places. She was going to kill whoever gave her that wretched book.

The bell rang.

"Come on," Hana dragged Suzume out of the library, STILL reading, "class is about to start."

[]

Niou sauntered into history class and slid into his desk. He was about to ask Nakikora a question but she was staring at something. Niou tilted his head sideways and followed he line of sight. Suzume was reading a book?

"Hey," Yanagi walked into class and sat down in his usual seat.

Nakikora snapped out of her trance and nodded to Yanagi.

"Did you finish your essay?" she asked him.

He nodded, "it only took an hour to write the whole thing."

"That's good," she grinned, "I wouldn't want to have the highest grade in class just because you goofed."

Yanagi raised a brow, "since when have you ever bested me?"

The teacher called for the class to settle down. She took up essays and began class. Kiko started scribbling on a piece of paper and passed it to Niou.

'You got your essay done?'

'Yep. Surprised?'

'Frankly, yes. You're such a slacker I can't believe you even come to classes.'

'Thanks for your faith in me T-T. Now I'm gonna go in a corner and cry.'

'Get over it. I'm sure you'll feel better in a few minutes. Oh, by the way, are we still on for Thursday night?'

Niou stared at the note.

'I guess... What are we doing?'

Nakikora smirked.

'Caught you Yagyuu.'

Yes, 'Niou' had been Yagyuu.

'How did you know it was me?'

'Your homework had your name on it. Not that I blame you, I wouldn't trust Masaharu with my homework either.'

'Niou' smirked.

'You seem to know our quirks very well'

'You could say that.'

'How about a wager? Niou-kun and I will switch places 2 more times today and see if you can figure out who's who.'

'Hmmmm... Alright, what's the wager?'

'If we win you have to play Niou in a tennis match.'

Nakikora stared at the page.

'Is that all?'

'In a skimpy dress.'

'... I never knew you were sick as Masaharu. What happened to Mayumi?'

'She is not in this conversation and I refrain from retorting about the former. Besides, the wager was kind of Niou-kun's idea.'

'Okay, okay, but if I win, you're the one who's playing in the dress.'

'... Who was the sick one again?'

'Hey, just making it fair.'

'Okay, I'll bite. You have to guess right twice or you lose. Deal?'

'Deal.'

Class ended and 'Niou' smirked at Nakikora and walked out of the classroom. Hana tilted her head at the wierd behavior.

"What's with him?" Hana jerked a finger at the door.

"Identity crisis," Nakikora held back a laugh.

Hana gave her a wierd look and walked away.

"Nobody told me it was 'lets be wierd as all get out day'," Hana muttered, "or I wouldn't have come to school today."

"So," Yanagi cracked his eyes slightly, "I take it that was Yagyuu?"

Nakikora nodded, "they switched for the class period."

Renji shook his head, "it's getting better every day."

Nakikora turned her head back to where Suzume was sitting, STILL READING A BOOK.

"Ah, it apears Kouda-san is absorbed in her reading material," Yanagi circled around her desk.

Nakikora walked up to the front of the desk.

"Manga?" she read the cover, "she can barely get a 5th grade book down much less a manga."

"This is all highly illogical," Yanagi shook his head.

"Then let's do what should be done when something is illogical."

So they left.

Suzume sat there until the next class began and the teacher yelled at her to go on to her next class.

[]

The next class was slightly more interessting, considering how many Yagyuus there were.

"Yagyuu Hiroshi," the teacher called roll.

"Here," said Yagyuu.

"Here," said the other Yagyuu.

The teacher looked up from the roll, alarmed.

"Uh, which one of you is the real one?" the teacher sighed.

"I am."

"No, I am," the other raised his hand.

The teacher sighed. He was used to this kind of thing. At least today he would have two good students instead of one good and one bad... Hopefully.

"Let's begin the experiment for today. Get in groups of four and read the instructions on the table."

Nakikora and Yanagi found themselves at a station togther.

"Is it alright if we join your group?" one of the Yagyuus asked.

Yanagi nodded. Nakikora read the instructions carefully.

"Yagyuu one," she pointed at the first one, "go get the safety goggles."

He nodded and walked to the front of the class.

"Yagyuu two, please hand me the sulfer dioxide," she pointed to a vial.

He passed the vial to her.

Once they had the glasses, they proceeded to mix togther the ingredients until they got the product that was suffice for an A from the teacher. (Potions with Snape! Sorry, Harry Potter moment XD)

"So," Yagyuu one approached them, "have you figured out who's who?"

Nakikora grinned, "Renji, would you the honors?"

"Insufficient data."

Nakikora groaned. Not the data thing again.

"Care to hazard a guess?" she said dryly.

He shook his head, "insufficient data," he repeated.

She sighed. Was he really going to go all glitching kiosk on her, saying INSUFFICENT DATA, INSUFFICENT DATA, INSUFFICENT DATA. She was really going to have to work hard to glean thoughts from him. The Yagyuus looked amused.

"Do YOU know which one of us is Niou-kun?" two asked.

"Yeah," she turned her attention back to them, "it's you, two."

"Oh?" he gave an amused smile, "are you sure?"

She snatched a wig off his head, "I'm fairly sure."

Yanagi did a doubletake. COMPUTING COMPUTING COMPUTING. THIS IS SO FREAKING ILLOGICAL. (he didn't really do that, but still its funny)

"How did you figure it out?"

"This," Nakikora held up the vial 'Yagyuu' had passed to her earlier, "is not sulfer dioxide. Yagyuu, the highest ranked in chemistry class, the real one, would have known and corrected me."

"Ah," Yagyuu straightened his glasses, "it seems we've been foiled."

Niou narrowed his eyes.

"We will win this bet," Niou declared, "and I have sweet revenge waiting for you."

Niou walked away, dragging Yagyuu with him.

"Bet?" Yanagi looked at her curiously, "I didn't think that you were the betting kind."

"I hung out with Niou, remember? I used to bet alot with him, then one bet turned nasty so I kicked the habit."

"Really? You don't look like someone with a gambling problem."

"I told you, I stopped betting. Well, until today. I couldn't resist a bet from Yagyuu."

Yanagi raised a brow, "has Niou ever lost his bets?"

"No," Nakikora admitted, "but the consequences weren't that bad."

"This sounds extremely suspicious," Yanagi glanced around the room, "are you sure you're not being set up?"

"Oh, I am," Nakikora nodded, "but I want to beat them at their own game."

Yanagi sighed, "I'm 87% sure you have no idea what you are doing."

"You have that much right," she smiled at him.

He gave another sigh.

"Just be careful."

"Don't worry," she patted his arm, "I won't bite off more than I can chew."

Yanagi resisted the urge to grab her hand and watched her walk back to the supply cabinet with all the ingredients.

[]

Yukimura walked into math class with Marui and Jackal trailing behind. He sat down at his desk and began pulling his book out of his bag. He blinked.

"Suzume-san?"

She was absorbed in a book. A manga?

He tapped her on the shoulder.

"Huh?" she looked up, confused by the half-empty classroom.

"What period is this?" she asked Yukimura.

"Seventh."

"OH CRAP!"

She grabbed all her stuff in her hands and ran out the door. Yukimura produced and amused smile.

"What was that about?" Jackal sweatdropped slightly.

"I introduced Suzume to manga," Marui said proudly.

Another fine exampe of why Marui was a 'self proclamed' genius.

Jackal sighed, "are you sure that was a good idea?"

Marui shrugged, blowing a bubble of gum, "good as any."

Most definitely a bad idea.

"Wait," Nakikora turned in her seat, "YOU gave her the manga?"

Marui blinked. Where did she come from?

NIou grinned, "now we know where she got the stupid thing, from a stupid person."

Marui flinched. Where did they keep coming from?

"Are you alright Marui?" Yukimura asked him.

Marui jumped in his seat. Oh wait, Yukimura was there eariler.

"Yeah, sure," Marui shook his head. "Anyways, whats today's lesson?"

Jackal looked at the board and glanced at his notes.

"It's just a review," he flipped a page, "why don't we get started?"

Everyone nodded and pulled out their books. Jackal felt good, people were actually listening to him. If only he had see the 'do what he says' glare Yukimura had given them behind his back.

They opened their books and pulled out paper and started revising. The classroom door opened and closed again.

"Sensei can you help me with this-" Marui looked up, "eh?"

Nori smiled and folded her arms.

"I'm not your teacher but I'll gladly help you out."

"Why are you in are math class?" Jackal tilted his head.

"I'm a helper this period so I'm working 2nd year math today," she told him.

"Thats awesome," Marui popped a bubble, "can you help me with this?"

She chuckled and walked to his desk to help him through the problem. Nori spent a good part of the class walking through the room helping students.

"Can you tell me what I did wrong on?" Nakikora asked her.

Nori came over and scanned through her work.

"What? You're not going to ask for help from ME?" Niou pouted.

"I want REAL help for revision," she smirked at him.

Niou shrugged and went back to writing.

"Here's your problem," Nori pointed to her paper, "you added when you should have multiplied."

"Thanks," she smiled

"But," Nori continued, "I'm sure your boyfriend over there could have figured that out for you."

Niou held a smirk on his face but continued working.

"I thought we wern't going to go there," she said darkly, "we've already established this."

"You haven't got this offended since you last liked someone," Nori held a small smile.

Nakikora snorted, "please."

"I think you like someone else... it's 87% likely."

Nakikora gazed up at her. You really wanna go there? I know you like someone as well.

"Tarundoru," Kiko said steely.

Nori's gaze hardened slightly then walked off to answer another question.

"Did I miss something?" Jackal looked slightly alarmed.

Niou smirked, "I'm not the only one having an identity crisis today."

[]

The last class of the day for Yanagi Renji: English.

He had english with Sanada and Yagyuu, if it even was Yagyuu, and was waiting for the day to end. He had been taking notes half-heartedly, since he had already studied this chapter.

He wanted to see how the bet was going to end.

"Is something the matter?" Yagyuu asked Yanagi after class.

"The matter? I should hope not," Yanagi replied, "unless there is cheating involved."

"I would promise on my honor as a gentleman that we will not cheat, but I might not be a gentleman... Or have honor."

Yanagi gave a light chuckle. They reached the part of the hallway were Niou and Nakikora were talking.

"So Cheeko-chan," Niou said, "have you decided who's who?"

She nodded, "you are who you are."

Niou snorted, "that's not an answer."

"You're Yagyuu," she pointed to the purpled haired boy, "and you're Niou."

"How do you figure that?" Niou looked at her, grinning.

"You guys made no mistakes," she shrugged.

"Nice to know you have faith in us," Yagyuu muttered.

She gave him a smirk.

"But your faith was wasted," Niou pulled off a wig, "because i"m Yagyuu."

He pulled a pair of glasses out of his pocket and put them on.

Nakikora's mouth hit the ground.

"B-but there were no mistakes..." she drifted.

Yagyuu smirked, "come on Kiko-chan," he led her away, "we wouldn't want you to be late for practice."

Yanagi watched as poor Nakikora was herded to tennis practice.

"Well Niou, that was a pretty good trick," Yanagi amended, "it seems that the switch off the courts is perfected."

'Yagyuu' raised and eyebrow, "thank you, I believe it will be a good trick, however, it is far from perfected."

Now it was Yanagi's turn to raise an eyebrow.

"What do you mean by that, Niou?"

"I am not Niou," he said simply.

Yanagi glanced at him, "so Niou was really Niou?"

Yagyuu nodded.

"I expected as much," Yanagi sighed, his worst fear confirmed, "and I suppose he's wearing two wigs?"

Yagyuu nodded again.

Yangai shook his head, "Nakikora is going to kill you guys once she figures it out."

Yagyuus glasses glinted from the sun streaming through the window.

"That's why she's playing Niou."


End of chapter.

Whew! The next chapter is going to be fun, considering how much torture Nakikora's going to go through. *Cue evil laugh*

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Thank you for your patience :)