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It started out as a really normal day for the seigaku members.

Momo was currently in a heated argument with Kaido, distracting the rest of the members. Kawamura was desperately trying to break up the impending fight. Fuji wasn't moving a muscle; he just leaned against the wall with an ominous smile plastered on his face. Eji was glomping onto Oishi, who was also making a fruitless attempt to calm both parties down. Inui on the other hand just continued his incessant scribbling, muttering incoherent words in the process. Tezuka was watching the scene with no emotion written on his stoic face. And well… Ecizhen was late, as usual.

Yup, this was definitely a normal day.

Tezuka's POV

They were blessed with a healthy pair of lungs. This was the 3rd time both of them got into an argument today, it was over a trivial matter actually. Something about Momo insulting Kaido a little while ago about his bandana… you know that usual stuff. Those two are really testing my patience though. I had been really graceful previously, not punishing them for making a spectacle. Well not any more! I am going to make them run laps, maybe throw in inui's juice to shut them up for good. What was his latest concoction again? I remember Inui telling me yesterday as he proudly held out the bubbling mixture. Looks disgusting though, those swirls of orange and red will definitely knock them out for hours, that Inui's Mega Power Drink.

Ecizhen on the other hand was late, AGAIN. Tennis prodigy or not, he sure had some serious time management issues to consider. Perhaps I should really give him an alarm clock, you know those old-fashioned ones that wake up the dead when the alarm goes off. He is going to be the next pillar of Seigaku and captain . Some fine example he will be setting to the other members! That's it! A one to one talk with him first thing after practice tomorrow! I better put that on my agenda.

I am really getting a full blown headache now! Those two do not have their limits! I should seriously consider Sensei's proposal of going to Germany, to kill two birds with one stone. Not only will my arm be cured, I can for once have a peaceful and relaxing day without any threat to my increasing blood pressure. This chance is godsend, maybe I really should go…

Normal POV

Warning bells began to clash against each other as Tezuka approached Inui before slowly making his way towards his two juniors, who were now bent on strangling each other. Tezuka stood before them with his dark repulsive aura gathering slowly.

"50 laps now!" Tezuka ordered as he swiftly pointed at Kaido and Momo.

Both of them fell silent immediately and started to stare accusingly at each other.

Inui gave an eerie grin before striding towards the group, holding up his notorious Inui's juice for those who wanted, and never-want-to-see-that-accursed-thing-again, to see. "Well the loser will have to drink this Inui's Mega Power drink, I just made the final adjustments yesterday!" Everyone except Tezuka and Fuji began to tremble and their faces began to turn into a deathly shade of pallor. Kaido and Momo practically made a dash for their lives.

Tezuka narrowed his eyes and ordered the rest of the regulars and members to continue with what they were doing.

Everything went on fine until fifteen minutes later, Oishi rushed towards Tezuka with a worried look on his face, "Say Tezuka, isn't Ecizhen a little too late today? Do you think we should call his family or something?" The mother of Seigaku began to ramble on and on about his worries as the stone pillar made no attempt to shut Oishi up.

"Sa, he will be alright Oishi. Right Tezuka?" Fuji piped as he appeared from nowhere.

"Give him another fifteen more minutes. I am sure he overslept or something." Tezuka said tonelessly.

"Ok." Oishi said uncertainly as he began to find Eji.

"Oishi"

"Yes Tezuka?" Oishi answered with a surprised look on his face.

"Get Ecizhen an alarm clock."

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So normal life continued, with Momo and Kaido trying to outrun each other, Kawamura smashing his opponents in his BURNING mode, Fuji conversing with Tezuka with the stoic captain replying one in every ten sentences, Eji showing off to his acrobatic moves to his juniors, Oishi desperately trying to stop Eji from distracting the juniors and so on.

This was until a flash a lightning illuminated the entire sky and caught everyone in the vindictively by surprise. Some of the members who were terrified of lightning quickly ducked under peeling benches or made a mad dash for the clubhouse. Some superstitious ones believed that it was the work of the lightning god and started to go into some sort of ritual, trying to please the mighty O one. However, the flash of lightning soon disappeared and the sky became clear once more.

Inui began to mutter and started to scribble furiously into his notebook before exclaiming, " This cannot be true!"

Eji spun around and asked curiously, "Nya, what is it Inui?"

Inui looked up and replied, "Probability of this happening is 0!"

Sweat drops can be seen as Eji stared incredulously at the Data Genius. Inui began to preach theories on lightning and thunder as he occasionally referred to his notebook for reference.

This continued until Momo appeared in front of Tezuka, with a child in his arms.

"Uh Buchou? We have a problem."

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Momo POV

Buchou must be really pissed with us today, 50 laps! I can feel my legs giving way already. Furthermore, Inui sempai threatened us with his concoction again, big evil smile on his face, cooked up with ingredients only he could imagine. I could feel an adrenaline rush, that was definitely worse than death, past experience told me so. I swear that devil's spawn loves to torture us, this sadistic streak is similar to Fuji sempai. Speaking of which, Fuji sempai is currently eyeing that concoction with much fascination, I am dead sure he wants to have a taste of it. His intestines must be made of steel.

Previous encounters with this drink from hell told me never to underestimate it. The last time I drank Inui's juice, I had a stomach ache for three days straight, rushing off to the toilet every half an hour. I was totally dehydrated I tell you! Each improvised mixture seemed to taste more and more revolting and I was sweating buckets when Inui sempai whipped out his Inui's Mega Power juice. So imagine my horror when I saw some of that concoction dripping onto some weeds on the ground and those weeds actually died instantly, emitting smoke like it was burning or something Kami sama! Save me! I am too young to die! The authorities should ban Inui's juice and lock up in a heavily guarded safe far away from Inui sempai's reach. Or maybe they should use it as herbicide, killing off all weeds. Guaranteed 100! Wait! The plants will die off as well!

This was all Mamushi's fault. Like they said – Honesty is the best policy. Well I simply told Mamushi that his bandana had a horrify shade of green or something like that. The next thing I knew, I was spluttering expletives at Mamushi once more. Boy was he touchy. He should seriously consider attending anger management classes. Well that was before Buchou intervened and then we were running for our lives.

Lactic acid was pilling up in my muscles but I silently swore that I will never taste Inui's juice EVER AGIN. Ignoring the fact that I had to run slower so that I could last longer, I practically sped past Mamushi, earning started looks from this sudden burst of energy. Well, it wasn't long before he caught up and we were both racing and glaring daggers at

each other. Inwardly, I was wondering about Ecizhen's absence. He was a bit too late wasn't he? He must have overslept again. Probably drank beer yesterday and had a hangover early this morning. Whatever the case, he was sure going to be in deep shit when he arrives. Maybe Buchou will make him run 100 laps. I am starting to pity him already.

Well we were still competing and were on our 27th lap when the sky suddenly flashed really brightly. This put Mamushi and I dead on our tracks. Now any ass would know that this was not a normal lightning or phenomenal. Mamushi had a look of pure terror on his face. He was the superstitious type, believed in ghost and all the other nonsense. He must have thought this was the work of some god or what so ever. Now that's amusing! Say maybe one fine day, I should lock him up in a dark closet and let him freak out. Muhahaha. Anyway this flash of bright light disappeared quickly and every thing was back to normal. It took Mamushi to regain his composure though. As I was preparing to dash off once more, I spotted a little kid at the gate at the corner of my eye. Mamushi sensed that I wasn't competing with him and paused too. That girl had long black hair with huge round golden eyes. I bet Eji sempai will squeal how kawaii this kiddo was. She was around 6 to 7 years I suppose or probably younger. She looked cute alright but her eyes told me otherwise. They were like those of Ecizhen.

Anyway, she was staring at both of us, tense and scared, before a look of recognition dawned on her pretty little face. She started to relax and a huge smile was formed. She rushed towards me and started to squeal in delight. Now I did not expect this turn of events therefore I just stared dumbly at the hyperactive kid who was tugging my shirt and squealing happily.

What struck me like a ton of bricks was when she happily called out, "Uncle Momo!". Now I NEVER dreamt of this therefore I came to the MOST logical conclusion - The gods must be playing a trick on me. Ok, ok, calm down. Close my eyes, take deep breaths, count from one to ten. Well I did that, she was still there. Mamushi stared incredulously at me and the child before dashing off somewhere.

Now what was I suppose to do? An idea struck me that very moment. Surely Buchou had some idea! I scooped the child into my arms and dashed off to find him.

Normal POV

Everyone was staring at Momo as if he had grown another head. Eji was the first to break the silence as he went swooning over the Ochibi number 2. Fuji innocuous smile was still on his face and Kawamura dropped his racket when he saw the child.

Tezuka stared sternly at Momo before asking, "What is the meaning of this?"

Momo told Tezuka and the rest of the Seigaku members the entire story within five minutes. "Buchou, this kid knows my name and she refuses to leave. What should we do?"

Eji pounced on the little one eagerly voiced out his opinions, "Nya, maybe she is your niece Momo!". This earned started looks from Momo as he spluttered, "I have no niece. Moreover, this kid looks like Ecizhen!"

The little girl became the centre of the whole club's attention. Murmurs like " She sure looks like Ecizhen" or " Awwwwwww, how kawaii!" leaked out.

Fuji swooped down in front of the startled girl and asked playfully, "Sa, what is your name?"

".Sa..Sakura!" The little girl replied happily.

Eji plucked the kid out of Momo's arms and started glomping on her. This continued until …

"Sempais, sorry I am late!"

A familiar person entered the tennis courts as he walked slowly towards the group, his face void of any apologetic look.

"Ecizhen, explain yourself." Tezuka ordered coldly.

Ecizhen looked up slightly, giving everyone an I-am-very irritated-today-so buzz-off look

However, before he could even explain himself, Sakura struggled out off Eji's grasp before running towards Ryoma with a look of pure joy on her face. Ryoma was startled as Sakura gave Ryoma a hug.

"Papa!"

END OF FIRST CHAPTER.

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