Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis, or anything similar to it. ^.^ ; The personalities of the characters are my friends', and the personalities of the original Prince of Tennis characters are theirs.


Chapter Nine: Sibling Rivalry

Sadaharu adjusted his glasses, and peered down at his notes. Everyone waited with anticipation. "Oishi, you would be best with a brunette girl; someone who's somewhat shy so you don't get flustered like you would with someone like Sachi," he started, to which Sachi flashed a peace sign to the group. "Momo does in fact like Sachi, but she wouldn't be perfect for him. Someone shorter who's not quite as aggressive would be a much better match…"

As the group took all of this in, Sadaharu turned the page and continued. "Surprisingly, out of everyone I interviewed, Sachi seems to be the most normal for a teenager; she likes who she does at the time, and doesn't think too far into relationships."

"And Fuji?! What's wrong with him?!" Momo asked.

"The term 'wrong' is not the correct word to use in this situation. And I think we all know what Fuji wants to do," Sadaharu said.

"…what do I want to do?" Fuji asked, looking at Sadaharu questioningly.

Sadaharu pushed up his glasses, glanced at Sachi, and then looked at Fuji again. "Would you like me to say it out loud?"

Fuji looked at Sachi, who was looking at Sadaharu, clearly puzzled, and said, "No, I'm okay."

"So, to review, we've got to find a shy brunette for Oishi, a short, non-aggressive girl for Momo…" Kyoko started.

"And Sachi and Fuji are good together!" Eiji blurted out.

There was a slight pause, in which Sachi and Fuji both blushed and looked at the ground.

"Psh…what about you, Inui-sempai??" Momo said, breaking the silence as he tried to look in Sadaharu's notebook.

Sadaharu closed his notebook and fixed his glasses. "That is classified. And, that is all."

"HA! We all win, Momo. You owe us ten bucks each," Sachi suddenly exclaimed.

"What?! Since when?!" Momo asked.

"Since always, apparently," Ryoma said.

Oishi nodded in agreement and Sadaharu said, "I believe I have the agreement somewhere in one of my notebooks."

"I refuse," Momo said, crossing his arms.

"Then everyone hates you," Sachi said matter-of-factly. She turned to the courts. "How much longer is this thing? Never mind, don't answer. I'm going to be right back, don't worry! The outcome will be awesome."

With that, Sachi grabbed out her cell phone and Bombaclot, and walked off.

The rest of the group stood there and watched her go.

"Um…is anyone else confused, besides me?" Kyoko asked, to which the group slowly nodded their heads. "Oh, I'll be right back…I think I see Sengoku signalling me…"

Kyoko walked off to Yamabuki's courts to visit her long time friend Sengoku, and the rest of the group continued to discuss Sadaharu's results.

"It was obvious that you like Sachi, Fuji, when a lot of answers depended on her opinion," Sadaharu pointed out, opening his notebook once more.

"It's not my fault we both like apples best. I like spicy food and she doesn't," Fuji pointed out.

"But since you found that out, you've eaten it less."

"There is only one person I would even consider listening to on this subject and that's Ryoma," Fuji said, pointing at him. "Ryoma, let's say a girl you liked didn't like your favorite kind of food. Wouldn't you eat it less?"

Fuji made a gesture to Kyoko who was talking to Sengoku over at Yamabuki's courts.

Ryoma looked over at Kyoko, then fixed his hat and stared at the ground. "I guess…"

"What?! He's useless! What does little Echizen know about love?" Momo demanded.

"Said the ape with no girlfriend," Ryoma retorted, smirking at him.

Oishi looked at Fuji a little nervously. "Sadaharu's sort of right. You can't spend that much time with someone and not change a bit…"

"I don't care about the food he's stopped eating, I just want my tennis player back," Tezuka said.

"His priorities have changed! You!" Momo said, pointing at Sachi who was a ways away, talking on her cell phone. "You did this to him!"

"She's all the way over there…" Fuji said.

"I know, I can still point at her, you're doing it!" Momo said, glaring.

"BAH!" Eiji said, getting up and running around.

Everyone looked quizzically at Oishi. "He's been sitting here too long," he explained.

"Pointing at people is rude, anyway, Momo-sempai" Ryoma said, glaring at him.

"So is glaring," Momo countered, glaring back.

"…then stop glaring…"

"Oh, oops…Eiji-sempai, calm down!" Momo said, putting his foot out to trip Eiji.

Eiji jumped over his foot, and slowed down, passing out on the bench.

"See," Oishi said.

"Eiji…" Fuji said, shaking his head. "Oh, look, the other schools just finished."

"Next schools will be Yamabuki versus St. Rudolph. Athletes please take to the courts," the announcer said.

"I wish these games would hurry up," Tezuka said, glancing at his watch. "Or that they had more courts reserved so we could get more games out of the way at once."

Sachi and Kyoko came back from their respective sides at that moment.

"Okay, all set up! So, when are you playing again?" Sachi asked.

"This should be the last one. My vote's on Yamabuki. They've got Sengoku, so luck's on their side," Kyoko said, smiling.

"Well, after this one, we should be able to leave. We all get back together at the next step of the tournament next week. School does start next week, too, though," Tezuka said.

Eiji suddenly jerked up his head. "Nooo! I don't want to go back! Aren't there any trips coming up?"

"Shusuke, that's your brother! Shusuke, Shusuke look! Oh, I hope he wins. Can we go closer to wish him luck?!" Sachi asked.

"Of course, though he might not be too happy with that…" Fuji said.

"Pah, he loves me. Remember when I stopped by on Christmas and he was there? We played games and I won, so he must like me!"

"Your luck in games has nothing – yeah, he most likely does," Fuji said, walking down with Sachi.

Kyoko walked over to Yamabuki's side again. "Go Sengoku! Go Jin!" she said, clapping.

"Uhh…I'm not playing yet…" a voice behind her said.

She spun around and saw Sengoku standing there, smiling at her.

"Oh! Well, good luck when you do play!"

"I think I'm already lucky because I get to see you!" He said.

"Yay! I feel special," Kyoko said, laughing with him.

She waved over at Sachi who was on the other side.


"Yuuuuutaaaa! You have to win, okay?!" Sachi said.

"Uh, yeah, sure. What are you doing here?" Yuuta said, looking at Sachi funny.

"I brought Shusuke because he's cute and your brother and I wanted to say you have to win," Sachi said, to which Fuji blushed.

"I was going to…" Yuuta said.

"Good! And if you don't, I'll beat you next time," Sachi said.

"You'll never beat me in arm-wrestling."

"Psh, yeah right," Sachi said, rolling her eyes.

"Try not to challenge her at something like that, Yuuta," Fuji said, smiling at his younger brother.

Sadaharu walked up to the group. "Actually, that'd be a good idea. Yuuta is playing number two singles, so he's got time. I can take notes on this," he said, pulling out his notebook. "Please, go ahead."

"Eh, no, I'm only going to fight him if he loses!" Sachi said.

"You wouldn't win, anyway."

"Don't be silly," Sachi said, ruffling his hair. "You'd never beat me."

"I have. The last eighteen times."

Sachi turned away from him. "I…don't remember that."

"You lost, Sachi? But…what about all of those times you've gone against Momo?" Fuji said, confused.

"He's got a really good arm! You've seen his twisty moves! They're all, 'pfshyu'!" she said, twirling her fingers in a circular motion. "And go away, Sadaharu, you already know too much."

"Well, I have been working out a lot," Yuuta said, admiring his right arm muscle.

"I find that I know too little at all times," Sadaharu said, pushing up his glasses.

"I don't think so, Sadaharu. You know more than us. Care to share?" Fuji asked, smiling at him.

"Share what exactly?" Sadaharu asked.

"Things that you know we don't?"

"Hm…we'll see."

"I whispered that to you!" Sachi objected, glaring at Sadaharu.

"I cannot inform you. I am sorry," Sadaharu said, closing his notebook.

"Okay, Yuuta, you lose and I'll beat you up. Win and…I'll take you out for ice cream," Sachi said.

"I don't want ice cream. I want you to stop pretending you can beat me," Yuuta persisted.

"NEVER!"

"Don't push her, Yuuta. She might actually hurt you. And I don't like having any family members hurt," Fuji said.

"But I can take her…"

"Yuuta…you stand no chance," Fuji said, smiling.

Yuuta pouted and glared at Sachi and Fuji.

"Don't listen to him, Yuuta. He's just a fussy old man," Sachi said, waving her hand dismissively. "But it is true that you can't beat me."

"Oh yes I can."

"Fine, you win this match and we'll see who's the true…real…stronger…ist of them all! Good luck on your match!" Sachi said, kissing him on the cheek before walking off.

Fuji stood there staring at Sachi as she walked away, and then turned to glare at Yuuta.