Rule 9: Never defy your senpai…it gives bad results
Today was the day. Today was like, totally the day. Yes, today was the day. Today was the day Kirihara Akaya finally puts his foot down!
No longer would he be subject to Yanagi's health endangering experiments. No longer was he going to empty his wallet for Marui's sugary diet (he claimed it was for his senpai's own good too. I mean how is he not obese yet?). No longer would Yagyuu pressure him into those horrid etiquette classes. No longer would Niou be able to bully and prank him. No longer would Sanada slap him for near-perfectly-justifiable reasons (it was still child abuse!). No longer would Jackal…well actually he couldn't think of anything for Jackal since he walks all over him already. And most importantly, no longer would he have to go to therapy because of Yukimura's mind scarring ways!
Thus, with his new-found confidence that came from seemingly nowhere, Kirihara strode into practice, cocky smirk plastered on his face. His overtly-confident demeanor drew attention from several of the club members who were used to him being cocky, but not this much. As such he was on top of his game.
It was during the middle of practice when the other regulars had noticed something was off.
"Oi! Seaweed head, get my water bottle for me will ya," Marui called out to the second-year.
Keeping his chin high, Kirihara said replied with a huff. "No."
Thinking they must have heard wrong, the regulars exchanged slightly worried glaces with each other. "Kirihara-kun," Yagyuu said tentatively, "do you mind repeating that?"
Kirihara crossed his arms and rolled his eyes in annoyance. Were his senpai going deaf or something? Because he had been quite clear. "I said no," he emphasized the negative for his thought-to-be-going-deaf senpai.
Silence before… "Le gasp!" the regulars, well, gasped. Okay to be more specific only Marui, Niou, and Jackal actually said it. The others just gasped normally.
"Akaya! You can't just do that, we're your senpai," Marui tried explaining while waving his arms around wildly to stress his point.
"Well I just did," Kirihara retorted haughtily.
Niou snorted in amusement. Look at the brat trying to act cool. Well he wasn't going to be on that high-horse for long, and he was going to make things worse. A cackle escaped his slyly smirking lips as he thought of all new ways to torture the seaweed head later. He was going to regret defying his senpai. Well, after Yukimura and Sanada were done with him as he had to point out to the idiotic ace. "You know bratling, Yukimura-buchou ain't going to be happy to see you all up in arms trying to defy your senpai."
And much to the regular's surprise, Kirihara did nothing but snort. "Like I care, I said I was going to defeat them and I'll do it today!"
"78% chance Akaya lost his mind," Yanagi muttered, scribbling some unknown data bits into his ever-present notebook.
At that moment a freezing wind blew through the courts, causing everyone to stop dead. "What is this I hear about someone defying us?" Yukimura's ever so sweet and honey-laced voice was heard by the whole club.
Immediately, the regulars (except Kirihara) stood to attention. "Buchou, Akaya is being rebellious!" Marui tattled.
"Is that so?" Yukimura said softly, looking at Kirihara with a piercing glare.
Because of his new-found confidence/rebelliousness (cough*stupidity*cough) Kirihara held his gaze without flinching. "I refuse to be stepped on by you guys for any longer!" he declared.
"Akaya. Fan girl surf. Now," was Yukimura's stern order.
"Hang on I just said you can't order me around anymore!" Kirihara protested.
Brilliant and deadly optics coupled with a sweet but threatening voice was something only Yukimura could do (no matter how hard Fuji tried to copy it, it was his trade-mark dang it!). "Akaya, now."
Hopes and dreams crushed by his oh-so-amazing captain, all Kirihara could do was give one last ditch effort. "But the last time you made me do that I lost my shirt, socks, and underwear!"
Yukimura's stature never wavered, "Now."
With no hope left, Kirihara resigned himself to his fate and went off in search of a hoard of fangirls. The other regular's watched in amusement, oh how fun it was being the senpai.
"A thousand yen Seaweed Head is going to come back with nothing but his socks," Niou laid out nonchalantly.
"You're on," Marui grinned.
"Are you really betting on this…?" Jackal asked, feeling a bit guilty for having to force his kouhai into such a traumatizing experience.
"88.45% chance that Akaya will never do something like this again. And there's a 42% chance that Niou is going to do something after this," Yanagi put in offhandedly.
Yukimura chuckled, things would return to normal soon enough. Turning to a silent and stoically fuming Sanada, he smiled serenely. "Ah, don't worry Sanada. Feel free to torment him however you deem necessary when he comes back."
Sanada only grunted.
"Yukimura-kun," Yagyuu said, "do you think that Kirihara-kun will need any type of special classes afterwards? And are we sure he won't do this again?"
"I wouldn't worry," Yukimura said cheerfully, "it's probably just a phase."
Okay so maybe today wasn't the day Kirihara Akaya would get out from under his senpai's feet. But he would get there someday! Eventually…
