Ok, for those of you who'd like to see the boys from the other schools, keep your eyes peeled from this chapter onwards! There won't be a sequence though, I'll just write which ever comes to mind first. Which means, this chap is Hyotei, but the next might not be. But i'll still hope you enjoy it. And you know what? I LOVE REVIEWS! Sankyuu!

Disclaimer: not mine at all

(words in /.../ are thoughts of the character, words in -...- are text messages.)

Hyotei: Case 1

Beep beep

Atobe Keigo took his hand-phone out from his pocket and flipped it open. He read the message and almost broke out laughing on the spot. But he, Atobe-sama had a reputation to uphold, and it would be too unstylish to start laughing out loud in the middle of a school hallway. He calmly kept the gadget where it should be and went back to class, not noticing that he just exited the classroom moments ago because school had ended. The classroom was empty.

/Oh, right. School has ended. Why did I come back to class?/

The message he had just read popped up in his mind, and he couldn't resist the urge to laugh. Seeing that the classroom was empty, he smirked, a few times. Well that was about as far as he could go to risk sabotaging his image.

-Seigaku had their practice session cancelled due to exhaustion among the regulars. It is believed that their exhaustion is due to a certain website, www. fan fiction. Net. End of report. Informant #29-

The Hyotei tennis team had an easy afternoon at practice. Atobe had seemed to be in an extremely good mood, and thus he was unusually kind and forgiving. Even Oshitari and Mukahi, who were caught making out in the clubhouse during training, got away unscathed. If it was the usual case, they would have been given 50 laps and a lecture from Atobe-sama on how players of the reputable Hyotei tennis team should be behaving. Every single member found it weird why the captain was exceptionally happy that day, but none bothered to ask. It didn't bother them since it was to their advantage.

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Back home, Atobe had his butler to bring him his laptop so that he could check out that website he heard about from the text message one of his numerous informants had sent him. He had informants, in fact, many informants situated in many different places. Seigaku being one of the highly infested areas since they were a strong competitor. Not to mention other reputable schools such as Rikkai. He was sincerely dumbfounded when he realized what that website contained. He found no reason why Seigaku had their training session cancelled because of that particular website. More so due to exhaustion. What energy could that silly website drain? It was just a website full of stories written by fans who had too much time to spare. He, Atobe-sama could not imagine having a Hyotei practice session cancelled because of such websites. However, deciding that since it was such an influential website, and since that he was already at it, he might as well look into it and try to find out what could have been the reason that caused the other team to cancel practice.

/what's this? Ha! A fic about ore-sama and Tezuka… must be writing about how ore-sama crushed my worthy opponent with flawless grace and skill./

Wrong. The Hyotei captain found himself dumbfounded for the second time in a day, caused by the same website. Nothing, absolutely nothing about his tennis capabilities were mentioned in the story. None of Tezuka's either. It was more of his capabilities in getting into Tezuka's pants. At first, he raised an eyebrow reading that him and Tezuka were on a date. Then, the other eyebrow was raised when he read that he was kissing Tezuka. And, well, his eyeballs almost fell out when he and Tezuka got down to 'business'. His heart was racing so fast he slammed the laptop shut. He looked straight into the wall-sized mirror and realized how flushed his face was. He reprimanded himself for being so subdued by the story. But then again, he wanted to see more. And he could, since he was in the safety of his own room, and at no risk of ruining his reputation.

He read. It was a rather fresh experience for him, but the more he looked at the list of summaries, the more pissed he got. Deciding that he was seriously annoyed by the website, he shut the laptop once more. He snapped his fingers. The huge doors opened instantaneously and a towering, well-built figure walked in.

"Such audacity! Why are there more TezuFuji fics than AtoTezu fics? Why should Tezuka be paired with that miserably pale, slit-eyed boy when ore-sama is obviously more charming, intelligent, and not to mention, better at tennis? Kabaji! Find out who's the owner of this website for me!"

"Usu."

"And in the meantime, get Jiroh here. You have two hours to find him, I don't care how. Get him here by then, even if that means searching under every tree where he might be snoozing."

"Usu."

"Go now."

"Usu."

The gigantic figure exited the room, and Atobe was once again left alone. He wondered why he had the sudden thought of seeing Jiroh. The sleeping boy was never significant enough to take up a minimal amount of his attention. The only reason why he had bothered about him was because he played reasonably good tennis, and he just so happened to be in the team where Atobe-sama was the team captain. Probably, no, most definitely, it had been the influence of the website. Though he did prefer to see his name paired up with that of Tezuka's, he was getting pretty irksome at the sight of that name because it was even more often paired up with that of Fuji Syusuke's. And even Echizen Ryoma. His honorable name, though, was quite often paired up with that of Jiroh's. Miraculous, he thought, how his fans could picture the perfectly graceful Atobe-sama with the either dead-log-like or super-hyper-fan boy-like Jiroh. But it didn't seem like a bad idea either. Perhaps, Jiroh would be a better choice over the stoic, wordless Tezuka Kunimitsu. That's provided he wasn't asleep, of course. He snapped his long, slender fingers once more. The door opened slowly and a white-haired man in a tuxedo walked in, taking a bow a few steps away from His Majesty.

"What can I do for you, young master Atobe?"

"You have two hours to do up this place. Make it posh, but cozy. Candles, rose petals, pillows… whatever, you know it. And, change the sheets. Use the dark blue silk one, I'm in the mood for that colour right now."

"Yes, sir. Is there any other way where I could render my services for you, young master Atobe?"

"Right. Prepare a bubble bath for two. You know my temperature preference, I'll expect nothing less precise. I'll be in my dressing room."

-owari for now-

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Oooook... I hope it turned out well... this is the first time i'm writing something not-Seigaku, yoroshiku ne!

Hikari no Yami: That was AtoJiroh! And yes, i will cover the other pairings you mentioned, but i'm not telling when! :)

Shy-hinata: I'm working on it!

Tora Macaw: Right, ppl are making me feel guilty that i left Taka-san alone, so maybe i will pair him and Akutsu up. In the meantime, enjoy the madness of the others first ne!

Shiomi: I managed to insert some MomoRyo somewhere, but haven't posted that chap yet. Keep a lookout for it!