Fic Title: Famous Last Words [Revised]
Disclaimer: Nothing's mine. Save for inspiration from The Ubin Trip I barely came back alive from. ^_____^;; You think I'll still be sticking around in high school if I owned PoT? Feh.
Summary: The Seigaku guys go on an outing. and wackiness ensues. Let's hope like mad that they have a crazy whirligig of fun, eh? Pairings. All the conventional Seigaku ones. and basically more couples than you can shake a stick at.
Note: It's a short prologue.. But I'll make it up the next chapter. It's already halfway done, and way waaay longer than this. Still have no idea where this is going, so constructive ideas, anyone?
x x x x x Prologue x x x x x
An ominous silence descended upon the Seigaku tennis courts, ambiance not unlike another introduction of one of Inui's lethal brews - only it was worse this time round. Every pair of eyes was trained on Tezuka, who silently returned their stares with a steady gaze. Earlier activities forgotten, they stood stiffly, faces pale and frozen in masks of disbelief. The cheerful and carefree shouts and easy conversations from practice before faded into tense anticipation.
"Wha - What?!" Kikumaru choked, shattering the shocked silence.
"I said," repeated the stoic captain, "That it'll be fun." And crossed his arms, composure indicating that there was no room for discussion whatsoever.
Not one to give up easily, the red head turned to the next available source of support. "But, I . We - Oishi! Talk some sense into him, nya!"
"Maa." was the patronizing reply, as the vice-captain backed away from his doubles partner's furiously flailing arms. Oishi imagined his best friend suddenly sprouting wings and had to mentally slap himself to keep the laughter at bay. Eiji was a step ahead, apparently, as a flapping right hand caught the vice-captain on the side of the head with a considerable whap. "Demo." The dark-haired boy started. The other regulars gazed at him, barely concealing the hope that shone in their eyes. For a fleeting moment, he felt sorry for them. Nevertheless - "Tezuka's right. It'll be fun." Kikumaru's arms fell limply by his side. "It'll be fun." There. Verdict passed. "We haven't had a recreation meeting in months, and with the exams coming up, this will probably be the last thing us third years will get to do with the club." All was lost.
Kawamura gasped, tennis racket clattering onto the floor. Fuji smiled. Eiji looked like he was on the verge of hyperventilating. Echizen perfected the impression of a constipated ostrich. Momo started to pray. Kaidoh paled and backed away. And Inui wore a contemplative half-smile, the gears in his sadistic mind already churning out a new recipe for tomorrow.
"That settles it then. Meet at the jetty at 9.15 sharp tomorrow. Dismissed."
Everyone scrambled to the nearest sports equipment shop. The owner would later wonder why there was a sudden influx of people buying protective gear.
x x x x x Owari x x x x x
Hah. It's overly dramatic.. but.. fun! ^____^ Go Inui! Inflict your deadly juices upon the other bishies! *Muahahahahaha* - wonder what I should call it tho. Hyper uber ultimate platinum wonderful Inui vegetable feat fruit remix juice~~~ ? heh.
Rubbish aside.. Reviews, reviews, reviews!!! Please??? Strawberry pocky for those who review, and Inui juice for those who don't!
+++Deviant*Starr[hOshi]+++
Disclaimer: Nothing's mine. Save for inspiration from The Ubin Trip I barely came back alive from. ^_____^;; You think I'll still be sticking around in high school if I owned PoT? Feh.
Summary: The Seigaku guys go on an outing. and wackiness ensues. Let's hope like mad that they have a crazy whirligig of fun, eh? Pairings. All the conventional Seigaku ones. and basically more couples than you can shake a stick at.
Note: It's a short prologue.. But I'll make it up the next chapter. It's already halfway done, and way waaay longer than this. Still have no idea where this is going, so constructive ideas, anyone?
x x x x x Prologue x x x x x
An ominous silence descended upon the Seigaku tennis courts, ambiance not unlike another introduction of one of Inui's lethal brews - only it was worse this time round. Every pair of eyes was trained on Tezuka, who silently returned their stares with a steady gaze. Earlier activities forgotten, they stood stiffly, faces pale and frozen in masks of disbelief. The cheerful and carefree shouts and easy conversations from practice before faded into tense anticipation.
"Wha - What?!" Kikumaru choked, shattering the shocked silence.
"I said," repeated the stoic captain, "That it'll be fun." And crossed his arms, composure indicating that there was no room for discussion whatsoever.
Not one to give up easily, the red head turned to the next available source of support. "But, I . We - Oishi! Talk some sense into him, nya!"
"Maa." was the patronizing reply, as the vice-captain backed away from his doubles partner's furiously flailing arms. Oishi imagined his best friend suddenly sprouting wings and had to mentally slap himself to keep the laughter at bay. Eiji was a step ahead, apparently, as a flapping right hand caught the vice-captain on the side of the head with a considerable whap. "Demo." The dark-haired boy started. The other regulars gazed at him, barely concealing the hope that shone in their eyes. For a fleeting moment, he felt sorry for them. Nevertheless - "Tezuka's right. It'll be fun." Kikumaru's arms fell limply by his side. "It'll be fun." There. Verdict passed. "We haven't had a recreation meeting in months, and with the exams coming up, this will probably be the last thing us third years will get to do with the club." All was lost.
Kawamura gasped, tennis racket clattering onto the floor. Fuji smiled. Eiji looked like he was on the verge of hyperventilating. Echizen perfected the impression of a constipated ostrich. Momo started to pray. Kaidoh paled and backed away. And Inui wore a contemplative half-smile, the gears in his sadistic mind already churning out a new recipe for tomorrow.
"That settles it then. Meet at the jetty at 9.15 sharp tomorrow. Dismissed."
Everyone scrambled to the nearest sports equipment shop. The owner would later wonder why there was a sudden influx of people buying protective gear.
x x x x x Owari x x x x x
Hah. It's overly dramatic.. but.. fun! ^____^ Go Inui! Inflict your deadly juices upon the other bishies! *Muahahahahaha* - wonder what I should call it tho. Hyper uber ultimate platinum wonderful Inui vegetable feat fruit remix juice~~~ ? heh.
Rubbish aside.. Reviews, reviews, reviews!!! Please??? Strawberry pocky for those who review, and Inui juice for those who don't!
+++Deviant*Starr[hOshi]+++