Happy Birthday To: Katou Kachiroh, March second.

Word Count: 704

Rating: K

Genre: Friendship

Warnings: A hyper Eiji. A somewhat forced fic. Not currently beta'd. BETA'D.

Notes: Not much. Glad this is written, even though I do love Kachiroh. Expect updates from me Tuesday (Fireplace challenge fic), Wednesday (next chapter of this), and then Friday in the Kingdom Hearts section for a friends birthday. Oh, and if you haven't read the manga... I'm not going to spoil the sucky last chapter, but I am sad to say that PoT is officially finished. If you've read the manga (or hate him and don't mind being spoiled) and want to help kill Echizen in a fic, please contact me, we're getting a group together. That is all.


Katou Kachiroh smiled as he closed his front door. It was a Sunday, he was homework free, it was a beautiful day out, and to top it off, it was his birthday.

In honor of the weather, he had grabbed his tennis bag and then called up his friend, Mizuno Katsuo, who had gladly agreed to come along with him to the street courts.

They met up half-way there, because Katsuo's house was on the way, and chatted about how soon school would be over. Just before they arrived, Katsuo remembered.

"Oh yeah! Happy birthday!"

"Thanks." The younger boy smiled. Before this school year, he had never really had any close friends. It was nice to finally have someone remember.

Arriving at their destination, they couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. All of the courts were occupied, and it didn't look like they had much of a chance of playing.

"Hey!" a familiar voice suddenly called, and a pair of arms spun Kachiroh around. Standing in front of them were none other than Eiji and Momo. Racket in hand, Eiji grinned slyly.

"Momo-chan says he could beat me in a doubles match, because Oishi's not here, nya." He looked at them expectantly for a few seconds and then continued. "Want to play?" The tone in which he had said it conveyed that they really didn't have much of a choice, but none the less they momentarily glanced at each other, responding "Sure, senpai," before being dragged off.

"Nya, Momo-chan, I get the cute O'chibi!" he hollered, draping himself over Kachiroh in an Eiji-like manner. The boy removed himself after a few moments and allowed Kachiroh to unpack his racket while stretching. The freshman soon joined him, and Eiji spoke again.

"You're Kachiroh-kun, right?" Kachiroh was slightly stunned. Kikumaru-senpai knew his name? And his first name, no less. It really shouldn't have been so shocking because they saw each other every day, but he was just a freshman. Nodding, Eiji broke into a grin. "I knew it, nya!" he responded. "Now let's go beat Momo-chan!" The red-head waved his racket maniacally in the air while taking the courts.

"You're going down, Momo-chan!"

Momo laughed. "I wouldn't be so sure of that, Eiji-senpai. Katsuo-kun is sure to be a better partner than that Echizen."

"Pfft, O'chibi as a partner or not, you're still going down." He turned to Kachiroh. "Right Kachiroh-kun?" Kachiroh nodded again.

"We'll see Eiji-senpai, we'll see," he said, and the match began.

It didn't last long, but it was fun. Despite the obvious skill level difference between Momo and Eiji and the two freshman, he and Katsuo had managed to steal a few points. After every score for their side, Eiji had danced around and taunted Momo. In return, Momo had done likewise. It was funny how childish they could be, really, but Kachiroh didn't mind in the least.

After ending the match at 6-3, Kikumaru-Katou pair, there had been much more teasing of Momo, before Eiji has gone off to text Oishi, who was home sick, about their match. Eiji had momentarily gathered them all for a picture, which he had included in his long, excited message. After it had been sent, Eiji started up with the teasing again.

"What were you saying earlier, Momo-chan? Talking about how good you were?" He smirked slightly, an evil glint coming into his eyes. "For your loss, you should treat us all to burgers!"

"EH?! That's not fair senpai! You're so che-" Momo was cut off by an electronic beeping, which was revealed to be Eiji's phone receiving a message. The text was from Oishi and as Eiji read it, his grin grew.

"How come you didn't say anything?" he asked, his attention directed on a confused Kachiroh. "Happy birthday, nya! Now you definitely have to treat, Momo-chan!" The energetic boy whisked them all off for food, a loudly complaining Momo in tow, for what Kachiroh would later look back on as the best birthday ever.


Ending A/N: Okay, not the best ending. So sue me. Whatever. It's late. Happy birthday, Kachiroh luff.

Next up: YUKIMURA SEICHII!! When: March fifth! (Sorry for my abuse of exclamation points.)