Wow, I got reviews! Thank you so much, guys! ^___^ There were some questions you all had, so I'll try to answer some now.
I guess the pairings will be the ones that are most common in this fandom, such as Tezuka/Fuji, Oishi/Eiji, Momo/Ryoma, Inui/Kaido, and…well, not sure about Taka-san. Maybe a little Taka/Fuji? *shrugs* Also, some of the other members of the tennis club will be attending this trip as well, just to add to the chaos. Like some of the freshman, and sophomores…maybe some scattered juniors.
I mean, I'm sure you've all been on field trips. You know what happens when a few people wander off. X3
Admittedly, I'm still not sure exactly how Japanese Schools work…but I know that most of the time you don't even need permission slips. But this isn't a short trip…
And don't get me started on the camping grounds. O.o I'm pretty much just making things up as I go, since I haven't got any resources to help me with this kind of thing. While Okayama Central is real "camp-jo" ground, the one they're going to isn't.
Oh, well. On to the fic! Hopefully I can work in some shonen-ai this chapter!
(Oh, and Prince of Tennis still doesn't belong to me, no matter how much I wish it did.)
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Day One
7:00 AM [7:00]
A weathered old bus slid in a would-be smooth manner down the deserted road, giving no sign of the havoc presently taking place within it. Indeed, the mellow sunlight dappling through the thick leaves of the forest surrounding and the gentle hum of wheels gave the impression of tranquility; the peeling paint spelling out the friendly word "Wercome!" across the side seemed innocent enough.
It had taken longer than anyone had planned to get everything (and everyone) onto the bus. However, despite the delay the Seigaku tennis team was still as cheery and rambunctious as ever.
That was actually sort of an understatement.
If one was to venture onto to the bus at that moment, they would expect to see some tired, slightly groggy tennis players and many bags, flashlights and camping gear stuffed under seats.
But on the contrary, it was like Wal-mart on a Saturday with prices even cheaper than usual.
And that is a very frightening place to be.
Indeed, Inui and Kaido could be seen sitting in the back, surrounded by the few girls who had decided to tag along for the trip. With their shrill giggles and incessant whining, Kaido felt a headache coming on. He rubbed his temples and glowered at Inui, who seemed stoic as ever. Inui quickly wrote something in his notebook.
They remained in silence for a long time, but to anyone else it would look as though they were engaging in some sort of staring contest.
Momoshiro and Ryoma were sitting together, as usual. The older of the two seemed to be trying to move Ryoma, who'd perched himself on his partner's bag as if it was no big deal. Ryoma promptly poked Momo in the eye, and the two began slapping at each other.
Kinomori-kun was a loud freshman with a game boy, and he had slung his arm around Taka's shoulders in a friendly manner. The poor young man was looking as though he'd rather die then have another round of Tetris.
Outside, the sky was brightening.
10:05 AM [10:05]
Oishi stood with a lot of effort on his part and made his way up the isle to where Ryuzaki-sensei was seated, getting hit with a few free-flying tennis balls and a stuffed turtle. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly realized he wouldn't be heard over the deafening yells and laughter around him. Sighing, his raised his voice.
"Sensei, where exactly are w—Ouch!—going and when do you think we'll—"He turned, "Who threw that?!" Then continued, "I thought we might be going to Okayama Central, as they do have tennis courts and—I saw that, Eiji!—housing facilities…"
Tezuka shook his head from across the isle, leaning over Fuji, expertly ducking a sneaker, and handing Oishi a piece of paper. The black haired boy took it and quirked an eyebrow at its contents.
"Kuzunoha Camp-jo? Where is that?"
But Tezuka had already returned to his original position, holding a quiet conversation with Fuji, who gave Oishi a pleasant smile. Shrugging, he stumbled back down the isles, carefully avoiding the chords of CD players and packs of camping gear blocking his way.
It looked as though a bomb had gone off towards the middle of the bus. Anything from shoes to underwear could be seen draped from windows and the fire latch on the ceiling. For once, Tezuka did not seem to take any notice of this. Perhaps because his half of the bus was cleaner.
Oishi sighed. Unfortunately for him, as soon as he moved to sit back down next to his partner he was hit in the back of the head with a tennis racket. Eiji blinked down at him, eyes wide. He was clutching his large, worn teddy bear.
"You killed him!"
…Ouch, indeed.
11:57 AM [11:57]
The bus driver, still forcing a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, (let alone his mouth) pulled the lever to open the doors.
Finally, they had arrived at their destination! Not only had they gotten lost twice, but they'd nearly hit a deer and had had to make an impromptu stop when a boy's bag had somehow been shoved out one of the windows.
But now, the ride was over! They could all get on with their camping trip, and he would be free to return home! He breathed a small sigh of relief as the children finally began to exit.
But of course, something would always, always go wrong.
Even as he watched, a loud, violet-eyed boy came pummeling through, and the result was at least fifteen other people toppling over like dominos and rolling around on top of each other on the floor. The root of the problem lay splayed across the stairs of the bus, looking slightly dazed.
"Oh, that's nice." Kaido growled, extricating himself from Inui's grip. He stood and adjusted his bandanna, stomping down the stairs and, incidentally, right over Momoshiro.
The few people who remained standing carefully made their way off the bus. Ryuzaki-sensei shook her head as she eased past the fallen regular. Taka's head popped out of the pile of limbs, looking quite horrified. Somewhere beneath him the sound of Tetris could be heard.
"That little…Echizen pushed me!" Momoshiro moaned piteously. Indeed, the boy in question was one of the few who had not been affected by the pile up. He was grinning rather evilly, and flashed Momo a thumbs up before stepping over him and off of the bus.
Outside, the sun was shining cheerfully. A small building off to the right, built entirely of wood, it seemed, was where everyone headed. Tall, lush, green trees arched up and around the small dirt road and pale, violet mountains loomed in the distance. A soft breeze blew around them.
They had arrived at Kuzunoha Park for a week of camping.
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I should have the next part out very soon! XD Hope you liked this chapter…they'll finally break out in the wild with tents and…other camping stuff, next! Bye! Oh, and please review. ^_^ If I had cookies to give you, I would.
