Shiori got a lot of mocking laughter from her best friend after explaining the events of her date to Chieko, omitting the kissing on the dance floor bit of course, but the race back to the dorm and sneaking to her room, since Himuro wouldn't let her go alone, without the night guard spotting him. She wasn't sure if he'd gotten back without being spotted or not yet since she hadn't seen him but she had good thoughts at least, Chieko's only comment was her laughter until she was forced to stop for class.
Shiori knew she wouldn't see Himuro until practice since as soon as lunch came around; she had to stop by and make sure the gymnastics team Captain Eri was still up for her little idea.
Atsushi was mad because he really wanted to see Chieko during lunch and she was done, and now that practice had begun he couldn't spot her in the bleachers like he always could. It had become a pleasant routine for her to watch/sleep during practice and wake up now and then to give Atsushi some sweets when he got bored and decided to take a break.
But she wasn't that, and the scowl across his face made it obvious he was upset. "Shiori isn't here either." Himuro said from behind the giant, having actually been doing his warm up exercises unlike Atsushi who had decided to skip them, again, and instead was looking for his sort of girlfriend. "Shouldn't you be stretching?" Himuro chided as he was ignored the first time, and was ignored the second time as well, sort of. "Where's Chie-Chin?" He mumbled and looked quite displeased at the lack of the sweet maker.
Before Himuro could comment further, Masako's booming voice rang out in the gym. "Line up!" Begrudgingly the team did, most of the begrudgingly coming from Atsushi being prodded along by Himuro incessantly.
She looked as serious as ever, Shinai point first on the floor with her hands resting on the butt rather…intimidatingly. Those that faced that wooden blades wrath, besides Atsushi who didn't give a damn, before were all breaking more than a small sweat as she leveled her glare with many much taller boys. "We're all going to the Gymnastics Team training Gymnasium to participate in their practice." And at their shocked faces, besides Himuro who had a sort of heads up about it, Masako tapped the wood sword on the hardwood floor loudly. "Move out!"
Himuro figured out where Shiori and Chieko were now, at least.
What Masako had failed to tell the basketball team that the Gymnastics team was the GIRL'S Gymnastics team, though honestly most of them probably didn't even know the school had a National Winning Girls team and that was why they had their own Gym to practice in, until they walked in to a lot of girls stretching out in various….positions a lot of the guys, mostly Fukui, were watching all too attentively now.
"Stop gawking at the girls!" Several rather obvious ones got smacked and Atsushi's eyes were drawn to a rather amusing sight. Apparently, Chieko was taking up Gymnastics with Shiori, but only one was actually managing to succeed.
"This is not a physical possibility! Damn it Shiori stop proving me wrong!" Chieko whined/cried at the other girl who was currently holding herself up on one of the balancing boards with her legs in a perfect split and holding it like a damn pro. While Chieko was managing to hold herself up, another was trying her damnedest to hold the bakers legs up by her calves and wasn't having an easy time of it. "Stop trying to close your legs you're not going to flash everyone!" The brunette holding her legs snapped back at her.
To Himuro and Atsushi, the best part of it was Shiori and Chieko was in one of those skimpy little leotards the gymnastics team uses as uniforms. Shiori's was quite the sleek black and Chieko's was a dark purple.
"Atsushi…you're drooling." Himuro said quietly, very pleased his poker face was keeping him from getting smacked upside the head by Masako's Shinai. "Ah?" Apparently he hadn't noticed much, it was hard considering Chieko's….ample bust.
"I think…If I die today I will die happy." Fukui chirped. "Good because now you're gonna die!" Masako snapped and Fukui yelped when he received a knock to the head by her Shinai and was sent tumbling to the ground. "Shinju Hisoka what are you doing in Leotards!?" Of course she was quick to snap at the girls as Shiori gracefully slid off the balancing board.
"Dying." Chieko whined unhappily and Shiori merely giggled. "I thought it might be a good idea to get a better understanding for what the boys will be learning, and I was right it will certain come in handy to be this flexible! Especially stretching their muscles out, after this everything we do to them will be nothing to them!" Shiori chirped and the blissful faces of the basketball players enjoying the sights went pale.
"No way!" Before Fukui and Okamura could run off together Masako's eyes glinted darkly and the Shinai flew from her hand-somehow it bounced off the back of Fukui's head and smacked into Okamura's and sent both boys tumbling down to the ground. "Does anyone else want to run?" From fear of her demonic eyes, everyone including Atsushi shook their head fervently in reply. Even Himuro was a little scared right then.
"Okay, I think I am done with this chick. There are some that just can't do it." The brunette that had been holding up Chieko's legs finally let go and the tie-dyed haired girl flopped right off the board and landed on the padding with a thud. "Ow my legs….." She mumbled, rubbing the limbs delicately. "Oh it's not that bad." The brunette scoffed and Shiori finally introduced her.
"Everyone, this is Eri Chinatsu. She's the Captain of the Girl's Gymnastics team and won the last 2 National Championships."
Eri was very small, standing at a mere 5'4" her height and body type were likely perfect for someone in Gymnastics. Her hair was very long though and a soft chestnut brown, but tied in a tight high pony tail and kept out of the way. However her rather long bangs fell in her eyes and past her nose a little, clearly not kept out of the way but it didn't seem to deter her glaring ocean blue hues at all. Her eyes matched her Leotard, too.
All in all she was probably the most intimidating midget Himuro had ever seen, a mini Masako even.
"Hey it's like a Mini-Masa-Chin." Atsushi suddenly voiced and if Himuro didn't have better self-control he would have face palmed. "Haha!" Chieko burst out laughing as dark auras started spewing from both Masako and the Midget. "We're all going to die at the end of this…." Fukui whispered to Wei, who had managed to stay rather blank faced through this entire endeavor. "The probability of that is painfully high…." He whispered back with a quiet sigh and Fukui pat his back sympathetically. "Alright, before I kill someone let's split everyone up with a partner. Ladies~!" Eri called out to the others as Chieko and Shiori went to the changing rooms to get back in their uniform, though it was mostly just Chieko that wanted to change and Shiori who decided to tag along to avoid seeming very jealous or upset when Himuro receives his female trainer.
She would not be the jealous type…. Maybe.
"I guess since you're the last one left, I'll teach you." Eri said as she came up behind Fukui who was watching Okamura with a small grin, but intently tensed when he heard the familiar voice. Slowly turning around he had a small pleasure to see he was taller than someone for once but it was gone when she shot him a glare. "To the mat, let's go."
In an attempt to calm the beast Fukui tried to make small talk as they walked to the mat and simultaneously made an impressive effort not to stare at the girls rather toned ass. "So you're Chinatsu-San? I am Kensuke Fukui the teams Point Guard, it's nice to meet you." Eri stared at the offered hand like it offended her somehow before slowly taking it in her own-and Fukui couldn't help but notice how small and soft her hand was compared to his own large, rough hand. He shook her hand cheerfully but she didn't look all that pleased. "If we're done with the pleasantries we should start, have you warmed up any before coming here?"
Fukui laughed awkwardly and nodded, thinking how hellish this would be.
While that was going on the ladies had returned from changing back into their uniform and were greeted with an amusing sight-the regulars of the Basketball Team were not having a great time of this. Well, actually Wei wasn't having that many issues apparently he was quite flexible and his trainer seemed pretty relaxed.
Okamura…Was flustered and because of that he was having trouble following the girl's instructions and that was frustrating her and causing her to touch him more-Shiori could not decide if he thought he was in Heaven or Hell….And Atsushi….
"I think your boyfriend is causing that girl grief." Shiori giggled as they watched the much smaller girl try and actually push Atsushi towards the mats while he just stood there, eating chips. "I feel like I should help but this is amusing….Oh, look at your boyfriend." Shiori blinked and looked toward Himuro-and felt her face burn with rage.
Himuro was doing quite well-but she couldn't help but notice how the female instructor was making sure to be VERY hands on and that made Shiori want to kill her. Especially when she giggled at whatever Himuro said as he smiled that damn cute smile at her. "Murder is on my mind." Shiori muttered bitterly and Chieko deadpanned in response. "Get the fuck over there." Shoving the Manager toward Himuro she then headed to Atsushi with plans on making him go through the pain she went through. He was gonna stretch even if it killed him.
Shiori stumbled a little bit before grumbling and heading over to the two, awkwardly scratching her head. "You're doing well Himuro-San."
Hearing his name from a familiar voice in an unfamiliar way, Himuro lifted his head and saw Shiori and instantly knew she was jealous. She'd been calling him Kun every other time they spoke in public if not just Himuro or Tatsuya, but for her to use San-
Things were dire already.
"Shiori-Chan-ah, excuse me I would like to speak with my girlfriend for a moment." Yup, and there went all her worries. Her face turned as red as the other girls, but hers was not from rage like the Himuro-Fan-Girl that had been taking care of him. But she backed off as Himuro went over to Shiori's burning face and kissed her cheek lightly. "W-What are you-""You're my girlfriend, it's only natural I'd want to call you that. I know it's not exactly proper to kiss in public but you were being so cute I couldn't help it." Shiori's face burned harder at his embarrassing words and then pinched the bridge of her nose roughly. "You really know how to read someone…." She said quietly and Himuro let out a soft chuckle in her ear. "Maybe it's just you."
Such lies, but she let him lie this time around.
"Come on, Atsushi." Chieko walked past Atsushi as the small girl tried to push Atsushi toward the padding and nearly fell over when he started following behind her like a lost kitten, munching on chips he snuck in with them. He probably hid them in his gym bag, again. "What do you want him to do?" She asked once they were standing on the mats and she had followed them there. "U-Um, stretches are good before doing anything strenuous…." The gymnast said slowly and Shiori nodded. "He already did some warm ups in the gym so he should be fine."
Murasakibara just stood there munching on chips innocently as the girl started describing what sounded like uncomfortable things to do. Then Shiori asked him to do that-
"….No." It was the longest pause ever, because he really didn't wanna say no to Chie-Chin but there was no way his body was going to contort like that. There was no way he was going to try to either-"Unless you never want to eat from my shop again or taste my sweets again you will."
Ah fuck, she just had to go there. God damn it.
"….Okay." It was a smaller pause this time around before he caved in and handed her his bag of chips delicately like it was gold.
Chieko just smirked some as it all began.
"You're not doing half bad." Eri mused after helping Fukui into a handstand, slowly pulling her hands away from his legs after steadying him. "H-Hah, easy." Fukui managed to get out between grunts when his legs swayed a little too much either way. Eri rolled her eyes some and crossed her arms. "Alright, do this then." Going into a slow run to a fast one she lunged forward and planted her hands on the mat and swung into a perfect handstand, and then her legs stretched into a perfect split, toes straight and legs even bent down some to dip in front of her face. "Oh fuck that." Fukui blurted and then lost balanced-causing him to fall flat on his face. "Haha!" Eri laughed before falling forward but once her foot landed on the mat she gracefully rolled her other leg forward and stood up straight. Adjusting her hair as she came over she helped Fukui to his feet with a grunt. "It takes a lot of practice to do something like that, don't be too upset you didn't hold it that long." Eri shrugged and Fukui was about to comment, but then a thud resounded along with a yelp and everyone's eyes were on the purple haired giant.
Poor thing, he'd tried a handstand and fell over right onto Chieko. His poor chips had been smashed too. "MURASAKIBARA!"
Ooh, last name, that can't be good.
So very little of the class actually went well, however Fukui did well enough and Masako still believed that being more flexible on the court would help the team so they would be back. Eri actually seemed to be pretty happy about that, Atsushi and Chieko not so much. "Come back any time, we'll be happy to help." Eri told them as they lined up to say their thanks to the girls team. "We will, it was…interesting working with you ladies." Okamura said slowly but as politely as could be. His trainer scared the piss out of him to be honest.
"Hn, good luck at the Inter High." Eri said with a wave of her hand before whistling at the team to start packing up the supplies while they headed off, but didn't notice Fukui come up to her until he tapped her shoulder and startled her. "Fuck! Oh, it's just you." Eri blinked at the pale haired Point Guard before smiling just a bit. "Sorry to scare you, I just wanted to say you're a really good teacher….See ya around." Fukui grinned at her slightly before slipping off, leaving the brunette Captain to merely blink at where he was before.
"That guy reminds me of a cat….."
(Dear god its been forever I am so sorry, next one wont take nearly as long I swear. I do hope you enjoyed my attempt at comedy-sometime it doesn't always work out as well as I expected. xD You're welcome to bitch at me in reviews, I know I took forever.)