Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis? Not mine. Got that? Great.

Title: Gebrochen Lächeln can be translated to Broken Smiles in German.

A/N: I know I said I will rewrite my stories and stuff but I grew motivated and started writing again. I'm not sure if this the scenes from this chapter and the ones after this would change, but I'm sure my format would change.

Warning: It's short and there might be OOCness, kind of.

Hope you would like the thirteenth chapter.

Chapter 13: Helfen Sie mir [Help Me]

"I need you to help us with something, my dear Monkey King."

Atobe moved away from the phone and hid his face which had a light shade of red already. He inwardly cursed for letting Oshitari keep it in loud-speaker. He glanced at his teammates to see most of them stifling their laughter.

"Oh? You have nothing to say now?" Ryoma asked.

"Atobe's a bit busy, squirt." Oshitari replied for Atobe.

"Don't worry, Monkey King. You're cute when you blush."

Ryoma's chuckle was heard after his comment. When Atobe heard that, the blush on his face didn't get any lighter. In fact, the opposite thing happened.

"You said that needed ore-sama's help, Brat?" Atobe asked when he was sure that his blush was gone.

"Come over to Himiko-nee-san's house in twenty minutes. Four-eyes can just look it up." Ryoma replied.

"Is that all, squirt?" Oshitari asked.

"Oh! Tell Monkey King that if he doesn't changes our sheets, he'll be sleeping on the couch tonight." Ryoma reminded.

Before anything else could be said, Ryoma had already hanged up. His teammates had given in and began laughing their asses off, except Oshitari who was only chuckling, quite used to the dark-haired brat's antics. Atobe, much like the other times the dark-haired brat did that, had a dark red blush on his face. From embarrassment, anger or something else, his teammates didn't know. On the other hand, on Ryoma's side, the scene was quite similar except for the blushing.

"I can't believe you actually did that!" Kirihara said before laughing his ass off. "It sounds like it wasn't the first time too, Ryoma-kun." Fuji said with his smile back on his face.

"Oshitari-sempai, Atobe-sempai and I had a little quality time together two years ago." Ryoma replied. "How long was that 'quality time together'?" Himiko asked, a little suspicious at what her youngest cousin was implying.

"It's still on-going until now." Ryoma replied nonchalantly.

"Brat!"

"Monkey King's early for a change." Ryoma said as he stood up with a smirk on his face.

He let them in then they all sat on one couch with Ryoma in the middle of Oshitari and Atobe. He did the necessary introductions quickly.

"Himiko-nee-san needs your help." Ryoma said before slouching on his seat, leaning more towards Oshitari, knowing that Atobe was a little furious at him.

"You see, there has been a suspicious sequence of events concerning this man." Himiko started before telling the story about what happened to her fiancée to the event of Tezuka's fiancé.

When she was finished, Oshitari took the picture of the unknown man from the table. He studied the features as much as the photo could give before placing it back on the table. Ryoma sat up straight when Oshitari moved.

"I have a plan." Oshitari said after asking for paper and a pen.

He drew some plans on the paper, asking input from Atobe from time to time. When he was done, they finally had a plan.

"How do we know this will work?" Himiko asked.

"It is very simple, Himiko-san. I just need to confirm one thing from you." Oshitari told her.

"What is it, Oshitari-san?" HImiko asked.

"Do you have someone stalking you or at least feel that someone is following you around on certain times?"

A/N: Yeah, I know it's short. I hope you guys liked this chapter. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. Anyway, please review.

Kara-chan, signing out!