Chapter 21

Concentration 54

A/N: Slight OOC warning!! Enjoy! This chapter has been redone.

"He is black!"

"No! He's Brazilian with a tan!"

"BLACK!"

"BRAZILIAN!"

"BLACK!"

"TANNED!"

"BLACK!"

"BRAZILIAN!"

"BLACK!"

"TANNED!"

The whole table got quiet as the girls entered the dinning hall. Shinaya leaned over, "What are they talking about, Dane?"

Atsushi shrugged and mouthed, "I have no clue."

The girls paused their fighting and spotted their victim, silently choosing from a basket of muffins. Rayah ran to him and snatched the blueberry muffin from his hands, "Jackal, are you black?"

The question startled the boy as it was basically yelled at him. He composed himself and, not trusting his voice, decided to just shake his head.

Yuki folded her arms, "See, I was right!"

Rayah playfully glared at the girl, "I hate you!" With that she threw what was in her hands. Which happened to be Jackal's muffin.

Yuki smiled as she caught the muffin and sat down, "Breakfast!"

Rayah pouted as the short girl ate the muffin happily and Jackal watched sadly, that was his.

Fuji closed his eyes and smiled, "Well, I guess that was our randomness for this morning."

"Ryoma, can you pass the syrup? Momo get off my plate!" Rayah giggled as she playfully elbowed Momo for stealing some of her bacon.

Yuki glanced around the table and noticed that Rayah and Tezuka were not only on separate sides of the table, but they were several people away. The dark haired girl smiled and turned her blue eyes to the boy next to her. Fuji smiled softly and shook his head.

Tezuka sighed as he noticed that he needed something, and who that something is infront of. He forced down his blush and took a deep breath, "Can someone pass the syrup?"

Rayah looked up from her plate and blushed. No contact and maybe she wouldn't be a blushing girlfriend all day. That's what she had told herself. She moved the syrup over and Ryoma rolled his eyes, snatching the syrup and handing it to his buchou.

Yagyuu lent over and whispered in his girlfriend's ear, "What's going on with them?"

Yuk chuckled and finished her muffin, "Don't worry about it."

"Good morning teams!" The same man from dinner the night before now stood before the four teams. He wore a crisp suit and a "Judge" badge on his jacket.

"Today is the final day of championships." He paused for dramatic effect, "The two winners of today's matches will become one and go on to Nationals in New York City!"

Cheers erupted and a smile came to the man's face. "Good luck teams. I'll see you at the winner's ceremony."

Rayah jumped around before putting an arm around Ryoma's shoulders, "We are so gonna kick ass."

Ryuzaki chuckled and ran a finger down her clipboard. "Well this is interesting."

She handed the clipboard to Tezuka whose eyes widened a fraction before he handed it to Fuji, "Interesting indeed." The sadist said calmly.

Inui stood behind the boy. Scribbling in his notebook, "My data on their players say that each of them has a match on this team. The matches are in our favor."

Yuki walked over, slipping her phone in her pocket. "Of course they're in our favor. And your fan based encouragement will be here in three, two, one."

At that moment a bus pulled up and it was full of kids sticking signs and other things out the windows. They were cheering rather loudly too. "SEIGAKU! SEIGAKU!"

One of the signs was about six feet long and in big green glitter it said, "RAYAH!" The girl laughed, she loved her fan club.

The other one's said other things like, "KUNI-SAMA!" "WE LOVE PRINCE RYOMA!" "SEIGAKU!" "GOLDEN PAIR IS OUR GOLDEN TICKET!" and "BURNING!"

Rayah put a hand on her friends shoulder, "How did you get a busload of kids here?"

"I texted the tennis team and they all said they would get here. Ryuzaki-san called up the bus and here they are."

The teen smirked, "You are such a genius."

The short female smirked back, "I know."

Tezuka moved to where he could be seen, "We need to warm up. Everyone pair off and start practicing."

They all dispersed and paired quickly. Happily doing as they were told relieved that he didn't assign laps.

"Fssshhh. That's the third missed serve."

Rayah pouted and put her hand in the air, "Sorry!"

Kaidoh pinched the bridge of his nose. He had no clue what was wrong with this girl and her really didn't care. How was he supposed to practice when she completely missed all of his serves?

"Fssshhh. Let's try it again."

Rayah shrugged and mouthed an "I'm sorry." It was so hard to concentrate! Harder than she thought it would be. She sighed and readied her stance. "Okay Kai! I won't miss I promise!"

Kaidoh sighed and served. Rayah went up on her toes, leaning back gracefully and smacked her brought green racket into the ball. And in turn…the ball hit Kaidoh in the chest.

"DAMMIT! I QUIT!"

Inui checked on the bruise forming on Kaidoh's chest as Rayah stomped off the court. She passed Yuki and Fuji, mumbling about stupid boyfriends and fried brain cells.

The genius sadists looked at each other, then at Tezuka, who seemed perfectly fine sitting alone, at Rayah's retreating back then at each other again.

"Interesting."

"Yup."

"So you know?"

"Yup."

"Hm."

"Yup."

A/N: For anyone who doesn't know what Concentration 54 is, it's a hand game where the players pick a category and name stuff from that category off the top of their heads. Without repeating what the other player(s) said and without hesitating.