CLUE: Prince of Tennis Style
Yo minna-san! Red-planet31 here. Sorry for the late update! Hontou ni gomen. I sincerely hope you all still remember this fic. Anyway, here is Chapter 4.
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis TT. I don't own Clue the board game nor the movie and books. And I don't think there are any other fanfics with this plot but if there are, DON'T SUE ME! Now, I'm going to put the reviews reply after the chapter. Oh yeah, who wants to join SLOP! Why can't this site put up underscores?
Okay, here's the list of the characters (the guests) and their fake names in case you guys forgot since it's been so long.
Tezuka Kunimitsu- Colonel Mustard
Atobe Keigo- Mr. Peacock
Wakato Hiroshi- Mr. Scarlet
Kawamura Takashi- Mr. Green
Shishido Ryou- Mr. White
Mizuki Hajime- Professor Plum
Akutsu Jin- Mr. Body
Dedications: To all who reviewed this fic and those who will review it. I LOVE YOU GUYS!
Warning: Clue is a murder mystery game so expect some character death. Don't flame me or anything if your favourite character dies because well, they're my favourite characters too. Slight shonen-ai. Major OOCness. Plotholes galore.
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in the dark
Chapter 4: Finally!
"I invited you to this dinner," confessed Fuji.
"Fuji, why?" asked a bewildered Kawamura. Meanwhile, the other guests were all wondering the same thing.
Fuji looked around the room and took a deep breath. The guests seemed to be taking the news better than he had thought. However, here comes the hard part. Fuji took a deep breath.
"You see, all of you here, in this room, have something in common," he announced.
"Uh… We all were tennis players," said Mizuki in a Duh, it's so obvious tone.
"No," Fuji said with an exasperated tone. "You see, all of you here, are being BLACKMAILED by the same person," he announced grandly.
"WHAT!"
Fuji winced at the shrillness a room filled with grown men can produce. "Yes, you all are being BLACKMAILED," Fuji repeated.
"And what if we are?" inquired Tezuka, his glasses glinting ominously in the light.
"Well, I'm sure it's a problem for all of you…"
"Damn straight! Do you think I would want to waste my money paying a good for nothing blackmailer!" Atobe practically growled.
"It's not a problem for me because I'm NOT being BLACKMAILED," stated Shishido vehemently. The guests all looked at him disbelievingly.
"Right…" started Fuji sarcastically. "I invited you here JUST to feed you."
"Just spill it. Nobody else is denying it," said Hiroshi in a tired tone as he took a sip of wine which was previously prepared by the Maid.
"That's because everybody else IS being blackmailed!" cried Shishido stubbornly. This statement caused the guests to start arguing among each other. Meanwhile, ignored by everyone, Akutsu merely took a sip of his wine while giving them all an amused look. Unlike Akutsu, Fuji was getting a stressed look.
Fuji cleared his throat. "Look, why don't all of you just confess what you're being blackmailed for? Then, we'll all be on an equal footing."
The guests looked at him. He looked back at them. They glanced at each other. Then, they looked back at him.
"Whoa, déjà vu," observed Fuji.
"Fine," announced Hiroshi, "I'll be the first. It's not like I have anything else to hide." He leaned back into his seat in an uncaring manner.
"Let's see. Why am I being blackmailed? Well, apparently the blackmailer found out about an illegal business that Kajimoto and I are running."
"What illegal business?" asked Mizuki suspiciously.
"Well, Kajimoto and I are… running an illegal… gay disco club."
"……" > went all the guest.
"Oh, don't look at me like that. I am a professional and I do my managerial duties professionally," stated Wakato firmly.
/Flashback/
/Location: The previously mentioned illegal gay disco club.
Wakato Hiroshi was standing in the center of the club on a circular stage. The crowds were all paying attention to him as he stood there with a microphone in his hands. Spotlights were moving all over the club.
"ARE YOU READY TO PARTY!" screamed Wakato.
"HELL YEAH!" screamed the crowds.
"All right then." Hiroshi threw the microphone carelessly off the stage and snapped his fingers. On cue, a bright spotlight shone on him. He snapped his fingers again and music started blasting from the loudspeakers.
"I'm too sexy for my cat, too sexy for my cat, too sexy for it!" sang along Wakato as his ass swayed to the beat of the music./
/End Flashback/
"Yes, professionally," affirmed Wakato, "A policeman found out about the club but we managed to… convince him to keep it a secret."
"How did you do that?" wondered Kawamura.
"Money is the language that everybody understands," replied Wakato with a smirk.
"O…kay. Peacock, why don't you go next?"
Atobe straightened in his seat. "Well, I'm a politician now. And the blackmailer caught me bribing voters."
"Wait…" started Shishido.
"Yes, I am guilty of bribery," confessed Atobe without a trace of guilt in his voice.
"No, not THAT. You're a politician?" questioned Shishido with disbelief in his voice.
Atobe was more than slightly annoyed by the slight disbelief in Shishido's voice. "Yes, I'm a politician."
"You mean, as in you're running in the elections?" asked Shishido.
"No, politician, as in I'm going to be a librarian," said Atobe sarcastically. "FOOL, of course I'm running in the elections. That's why I was caught bribing. Ore-sama will surely win the elections but it doesn't hurt to be careful."
"I can't believe you're a politician…" declared Shishido, still fascinated by that fact.
Atobe actually felt insulted for a while. No matter. "Well, I AM. First, Japan then… THE WORLD," Atobe proclaimed dramatically evilly.
Meanwhile, the rest of the world shuddered as they felt impending doom.
Back to the library at 112, Emmers Lane, Takea Peak…
"Colonel Mustard, your turn."
Tezuka looked at Fuji exasperatedly. "I was seen in a compromising position with someone I shouldn't be with in such a compromising position and at a place I shouldn't be at," stated Tezuka simply. (A.N?)
"Not exactly forthcoming are you?" teased Atobe with a strange look in his eyes. Luckily, for Fuji who feared another quarrel, Tezuka wisely chose to ignore Atobe.
"Che," muttered Atobe at the lack of response from Tezuka.
"That's all that you're going to tell us?" asked Mizuki incredulously.
"Yes," answered Tezuka. He didn't give any explanations.
Fuji looked at Mizuki. "Although I have no clue who you are, I believe it's your turn."
"#&$&(!"
"Huh?" inquired Fuji naively.
"Calm down Professor Plum," soothed Kawamura kindly. "It's your turn."
Mizuki took a VERY VERY DEEP breath. That seemed to calm him down a bit.
"Okay, since it's my turn-"
"It is?" asked Fuji innocently.
"YOU told me that," stated Mizuki through gritted teeth.
"Really? By the way, who are you?"
"……" Mizuki stared at Fuji with a very dangerous look in his eyes. Again, luckily for Fuji, just as Mizuki lunged at him, Kawamura and Hiroshi held him back.
"Let me at him! I'll teach him the meaning of pain!" snarled Mizuki as Kawamura and Wakato struggled to hold him back.
"No, thank you. I already have a dictionary," replied Fuji with a bright smile.
Tezuka sighed and took action. "Professor Plum, calm down. Fuji, stop it."
"Stop what?"
"Fuji," warned Tezuka sternly.
"Fine, fine," Fuji sighed. "I'll stop doing whatever you think I should stop doing even though I have no idea what it is." He ended this statement with a VERY bright smile.
Meanwhile, Kawamura managed to calm Mizuki. No thanks to Wakato who just aggravated Mizuki with the constant smirking. Mizuki cleared his throat.
"As I was saying, the reason I'm being blackmailed is because I was caught acquiring the Barney the Purple Dinosaur suit from someone."
"……" --; 00; ; ; ; ; ;
"And I thought Mr. Scarlet was weird," muttered Shishido under his breath.
"Hey," cried Hiroshi, hearing him.
"What do you mean 'acquire'?" asked Atobe with an eyebrow raised.
"I mean… the blackmailer got a photograph of me STEALING a rare Barney the Purple Dinosaur suit!"
"Why the hell would you want that?" asked Atobe in disbelief.
"I did it for an honourable reason. I did it… for SLOP." Wow, you could actually see the waves crashing behind Mizuki as he said the previous statement with stars in his eyes.
Meanwhile, the rest of the guests sweatdropped. --;
"Of course, I don't expect you commoners to understand," said Mizuki dismissively as he started staring off blankly into space.
/Flashback/
/Location: Stone wall of a mansion which previously had the Barney the Purple Dinosaur suit. I mean the mansion used to have it. Not the stone wall. Which you probably know already. O…kay then./
/On top of said stone wall was Mizuki Hajime carrying the aforementioned Barney the Purple Dinosaur suit.
"Damn dogs… wouldn't stop chasing me… Well, you can't reach me now, can you!" Mizuki shouted at the fierce dogs waiting for him below the wall. "Yeah, that's right. You CAN'T!"
Mizuki looked at the Barney the Purple Dinosaur suit with something close to reverence in his eyes.
"I finally have it!" he cackled maniacally into the night.
"What a lunatic," said a voice. What the voice said after that, Mizuki couldn't hear because the sounds of dogs barking rang into the night.
Mizuki looked around apprehensively, his head looking back at forth to survey the surrounding darkness. "Who said that!"
"I did," replied a figure below him.
Mizuki narrowed his eyes to see the figure better but it was too dark. Fortunately, he recognized the voice. "Hey, aren't you- (Sounds of dogs barking)?"
"Yeah, I'm- (Sounds of dogs barking)," answered the dark figure in a sullen tone.
(A.N.: Who can guess who the figure is! Try and guess!)
"How dare you call me a lunatic! Just because I follow my dreams, that makes me a LUNATIC!" That would be Mizuki screaming at- (Sounds of dogs barking) while waving his left arm like a lunatic. His right arm was preoccupied with the whole gigantic purple dinosaur suit. "Stupid dogs! Would you just shut up!" Poor Hajime grabbed his shoe and tossed it at the dogs furiously. After realizing that the shoe he just threw could be used as evidence against him, he jumped down, grab the shoe from the pack of wild dogs, nearly got bitten by one of the wild dogs, and climbed back up the wall screaming profanities at the wild dogs.
"Bad dogs! BAD DOGS! Stay!"
"Like I said, LU-NA-TIC," said the figure in the shadows before he walked away from the scene of the crime.
"Take that back, Mr.- (Sounds of dogs barking)!" screamed Mizuki to the departing figure./
/End flashback/
"Hey, Professor Plum, are you with us?" Wakato's voice interrupted Mizuki's flashback as he waved his hand in front of the SLOP President's sight.
"Huh? Oh! What?"
"You've been staring into space for the past few minutes," pointed out Shishido gruffly. "What could you have been thinking about?"
"That's none of your business."
"Nothing ever is," Atobe suddenly said in a wistful tone.
"……………………….," said everybody else, looking at Atobe.
"You people are freaky," observed Fuji intelligently.
"That's the understatement of the year," added Tezuka under his breath.
"Anyway, Mr. White, what was your crime?" asked Mizuki.
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"
"Dude, that's like saying Professor Plum doesn't like purple," pointed out Wakato.
"I like purple," admitted Mizuki with a grin. Like we all didn't know that.
"Like we all didn't know that…" muttered Shishido.
Wakato suddenly grabbed Shishido by the shoulders and yelled at him, "Quick man! Confess your crime before Professor Plum starts another President of SLOP speech!"
"I'm not gonna fall for that!" Cried out a startled Shishido. "I'll never confess! NEVER!"
"As President of Slop-" started Mizuki.
"Okay! I confess!" interrupted Shishido quickly. Anything but another speech. The first one was hell enough to go through.
The guests quieted down to hear Shishido's crime. Some more eagerly than others.
"Well?" The eager guests asked eagerly, leaning on the edges of their seats, if they were seating.
"As you all know… I am currently a pro tennis player… and I play doubles," started Shishido slowly. "Well…. I was involved in a fight with one of my opponents. And, as you all should know, if this gets out, I could get suspended. Not only that, if I get suspended, Choutarou won't be able to play doubles too."
"But he could always get another doubles partner," Mizuki pointed out.
"He could… But he won't. I know Choutarou. He won't get another doubles partner. He won't play singles too. Which means that he won't play tennis. He loves tennis. I refuse to be the reason that he can't play tennis," state Shishido with something akin to desperation in his voice. Fuji patted him kindly on the back. Which kinda scared Shishido. All the guests were silent after hearing Shishido's crime. This scared Shishido even more.
"Mr. Green, what about you? Do you have any noble reason that you are being blackmailed?" asked Mr. Scarlet as he looked at Mr. Green through his glass of wine.
Well, after Shishido's noble heartfelt confession, everybody was wondering what Kawamura's reason was. Meanwhile, Shishido's inner self was currently screaming Hah! Try to top my reason!
"Uh… Idon'tlikesushi," mumbled Kawamura, his face turning a very tomato-ish shade of red.
"What was that?" asked Fuji as the other guests leaned impatiently forward, nearly falling off their seats. In fact, Mizuki fell off his chair. But he got back on. So that information was totally unnecessary.
"Uh… I… don't like sushi," Kawamura repeated, his face doing a very good impression of a tomato. Which, when you combine with his bright green clothes, was NOT a pretty picture.
"……." The guests blinked their eyes in unison.
"I beg your pardon," asked Wakato in an overly polite tone, with an overly polite smile, looking overly polite.
Kawamura cleared his throat. "I don't like sushi," he reiterated.
"….." went the guest who were currently unconscious on the floor after falling of their chairs.. They sat there for a while, sort of looking at each other, but… not.
"That's not strange. Not strange at all," Wakato finally said.
"Really?" Kawamura asked sheepishly.
"NO. That was VERY strange," Wakato pointed out rather harshly.
"So… you're being blackmailed because the blackmailer found out that you… DON'T… like sushi?" Atobe voiced out the question in everyone's mind.
"Yes."
"O…kay. Don't you think you may be overreacting?" asked Mr. Peacock with a wave of his hand. The other guests nodded in agreement.
"NO. I am not overreacting!" Kawamura practically yelled at them. "Do you know what my father would do if he found out I don't like sushi! I'm a sushi chef! If a sushi chef does not like sushi… he is not worthy of the title Sushi Chef." Kawamura announced dramatically. "If I am not a Sushi Chef… I cannot win the title of Sushi Chef Master!"
The guests looked at Kawamura with a bewildered expression. After a while…
"Oh….." they all nodded. After another moment of silence…
Tezuka turned to Fuji. "Why did you invite us?"
Fuji expected that question. "Well…" he started, "I wanted to help you guys find your blackmailer and stop him."
"What's in it for you?" asked Mizuki suspiciously.
"What ever do you mean?" asked Fuji innocently.
"You want us to believe that you're doing this out of the goodness of your heart!" said Shishido incredulously.
"Yes."
Wakato snorted. "Oh, puh-leese. You're helping a bunch of law breakers out of the goodness of your heart?"
Fuji shrugged his shoulders casually. "I'm just unique that way."
"Tell the truth Fuji," Tezuka practically ordered him.
"Yeah, what do you have against the blackmailer?" Atobe demanded to know.
Fuji dramatically sighed and took a deep breath. "Well, you see. My cactus killed itself by jumping out of the first floor window of my house because of him."
"You have got to be kidding me," Shishido muttered loudly.
"Actually, I am." Fuji smiled practically glowed. Then, he stopped. He continued in a hush tone. "Well, what really happened is…"
"Yes…?" went the guests.
"Well, you see, my girlfriend committed suicide because she was blackmailed by the blackmailer. She couldn't afford to pay him anymore…"
"Oh," was the response of most of the current denizens in the room. They didn't really know what to say.
"The poor guy…" mumbled Kawamura.
Yes, they all really didn't know what to say. They also didn't really know what to think. Wakato suddenly looked up.
"Wait a minute. You're straight?" he asked skeptically.
If Fuji wasn't Fuji, he'd bang his head on the wall. But since Fuji was Fuji, he just smiled. Although if you examined his smile closely, you would notice it was twitching. A lot.
"Yes, I am," Fuji answered with a twitching smile.
"Oh, I just wanted to be sure. You certainly don't look- Ok, shutting up right now." Wakato quickly kept quiet when he saw the look Fuji was aiming at him.
"So, you want to take revenge for your girlfriend. How exactly are you planning on doing this and why do you need us here?" inquired Tezuka, getting to the point.
"To get my revenge… I would need some assistance of course. And that's where you guys come in," Fuji told them, gesturing at them. "But first, why don't I tell you who has been blackmailing you. He is right here in this room. Isn't that right, Mr. Body?" Fuji turned towards Akutsu, his eyes observing Mr. Body like a hawk.
The guests looked around the room and finally at Akutsu. Their eyes widened when they realize who the blackmailer was.
"YOU!" they shouted accusingly at Akutsu.
Akutsu got up slowly from his chair and gave the guests a feral smirk. "Yes, me. What are you going to do about it?"
"Uh… Fuji. That plan of yours… Now is a very good time to reveal it," said Kawamura, staring apprehensively at Akutsu.
"Ah, yes," Fuji agreed. "Mr. Body, you will not get away with what you are doing."
Akutsu's smirk turned, if possible, even more threatening. "And why won't I?"
Fuji looked at him and announced triumphantly. "Because right now the police are on their way here."
The guests stopped trying to attack Akutsu to stare at Fuji with wide eyes. "WHAT!"
Akutsu and Fuji merely ignored them. "You don't have any proof," Akutsu pointed out.
Fuji grinned at him evilly and opened the desk drawer. He took out a large envelope. "Are you sure I don't have any proof, Mr. Body? In this envelope is the evidence the police need to convict you. All your blackmail materials are in this envelope. Even the photographs you took of the people you blackmailed."
At this point, the eyes of the guests were wide as saucers. They all stopped in their tracks and stared at the envelope.
"WHAT!"
Fuji still ignored them. "When the police see what is in this envelope, you're going to jail," said Fuji to Akutsu victoriously.
"Are you crazy!" screamed Shishido. Fuji turned to the guests, slightly shocked by Shishido's outburst
"Hmm?" Fuji inquired.
"If the police see what's in the envelope, WE all will be going to jail!" Atobe yelled. Then, as an afterthought, he continued, "Well, except for Mr. Green. I don't think you'll go to jail for not liking sushi."
"Maybe the police won't care but my father will!" Kawamura yelled. He was panicking. They all were.
"How long before the police arrive?" asked Tezuka to Fuji. Even while everybody else was panicking, he was still calm.
"In an hour, maybe more," answered Fuji.
"WHAT!" Apparently, Tezuka was panicking too.
"Look, everybody calm down. If we all just work together, Mr. Body will be dealt with and we can all go on with our lives," said Fuji as he tried to calm them.
"That's easy for you to say! You're not going to get into trouble!" screamed Mizuki in all his purple rage.
Wakato rounded up on Akutsu. "This is all your fault," he growled.
Akutsu started laughing, which surprised everybody. "Why are you so happy? You're in trouble too," reminded Mr. Scarlet.
Akutsu stopped laughing to start smirking again. "I know a way to get us all out of trouble." He then walked out of the room.
The guests and Fuji looked at each other questioningly.
Akutsu walked in a few seconds later. The guests were surprised. No, not because he walked in. It was because he had, in his arms, six purple boxes decorated with pink ribbon. He showed the presents to the six guests. "This will help us."
Wakato put his hand to his chest. "Santa, you shouldn't have," he gushed.
"Shut up," ordered Akutsu as he gave each guest a present. "Open your presents."
The guests looked at the gifts in their hands and, not knowing anything else to do, opened them. Although for a minute, Mizuki did consider tossing his box at Fuji's head, but he changed his mind after deciding that the box was too pretty.
Wakato opened his present to reveal… a candlestick. He picked it up and examined it. "Uh… Thanks."
Shishido opened his present to reveal… rope which was tied in a noose. You know… the kind people used to hang themselves. Shishido stared at the rope in his hand disbelievingly.
Kawamura opened his gift to reveal… a lead pipe. "Uh.. I'm a sushi chef, not a plumber."
Tezuka opened his gift to reveal… a wrench. "……."
Atobe opened his gift to reveal… a knife. A long… sharp… knife. After seeing the knife, Kawamura and Shishido, who were sitting next to him, backed awaaaaaaay… Even Atobe considered backing away.
Mizuki opened his present to reveal… a revolver. He picked up the dangerous weapon and stared at it. If they thought the knife was the only dangerous thing around, they were wrong. Most of the guests, including Fuji, stared at the gun in Mizuki's hand and took a biiiiiiiiig step away from him.
The guests looked at the items in their hands nervously. Fuji had a rather worried expression on his face. He looked at Akusu, wondering what he was up to.
Akutsu stepped to the center of room. "Now, I'm sure that you all are eager to hear my plan…" he began. He had the attention of all the people in the room who were waiting for him to continue with bated breath. "Listen, and listen well. You have, in each of your hand, a weapon," he said as he gestured at each of the items in the guests' hand.
"Oh God, a candlestick. I'm going to cause such mayhem with this," Wakato said sarcastically.
Akutsu glared at him. "You could kill someone if you knocked their heads with that candlestick."
"Ah… I'm not even going to ask how you know that."
"Good." Akutsu said simply.
Atpbe cleared his throat. With an eyebrow raised, he asked, "Your plan?"
Akutsu straightened and walked to the wall with the door. On the wall was the light switch.
"In a moment, I will switch off the lights. In that moment, any of us in this room must kill our butler," Akutsu announced cruelly.
"Wh.. what?" stuttered Fuji. This was not going according to his plans.
"Well," Akutsu began, as he glanced at Fuji. "It's only logical. You brought us all here. You know all of our crimes. If one of us kills you, our secrets would be safe." At this point, he turned towards the guests. "When Fuji's dead, I will destroy the evidence in that envelope. We dispose of his body without leaving a trace. I will stop blackmailing you all. And we can all go on with our lives."
"Now, wait just a minute," Fuji ordered in a fluster. "You can't do that!"
"Yeah," Kawamura agreed. "We'd be convicted as murderers if that happens!"
The other guests were also perplexed at what they should do. Were they really that desperate? Before they could come to a conclusion, Akutsu spoke up.
"Too bad. Goodbye Fuji." He turned the lights off.
"Hey! You can't do that!"
"Why is it so dark!"
"That's because the lights are switched off. Baka!"
"Somebody turn the lights on!"
BANG!
THUMP
"………….."
"Oh… my… God… Was that a gunshot!"
Yes, that was in fact a gunshot. One of the guests started screaming hysterically. Another guest tripped and fell.
"Owww…"
"Damnit, where are the light switches?"
"Mommy… I'm afraid…"
"Aha! Here they are!"
Somebody flipped the switches and the lights lit up. The guests stared at the person who turned the lights on.
"Fuji?"
Then… they looked down on the floor to see… Mr. Body's body lying on the carpet. Mizuki summed up Akutsu's condition pretty well.
"He's dead."
TO BE CONTINUED
Yes! This chapter is finally done! 16 pages! I cannot believe I actually wrote 16 pages. It's 2.40 a.m. and I am tired. Again, I apologize for the late update! Thanks to all the reviewers!
burnein- Thanks for your suggestion. Hopefully this chapter is funny too. Hehe.
hakkai-san- Thanks for the review. Hope you like the chapter.
Cheeseburger of Doom- Fuji crossdressing is a treat to me. Hehe. Hope you don't hate me for killing Mr. Body. Professor Plum RULES! Yes, you can join SLOP. If you love purple, Mizuki, Mizuki's purple sweater and being lead by a maniacal president… you are SLOP material!
The Magician of Black Chaos- Hope you like this chapter! Review please!
Posterior Praiser- As I said in CoD's reply, Fuji crossdressing is a treat to me. It has been ever since I saw that chibi episode where Fuji was wearing a dress. That was just… priceless. Yes, Professor Plum and SLOP rules! waves SLOP banner . Akutsu will always be in our hearts…
aki-lynn- Barney IS purple. More or less anyway. His full name is Barney the purple Dinosaur. I really need to get more sleep. Arigato for the review!
Kawaii Kinomoto- Cool! Another Malaysian. Yeah, Saiyuki and Weiss Kreus RULEZ! PoT humor fics are the best, aren't they? glomps Sanzo-sama and Aya-kun Hehe.
Ichi- Thanks for the review! No, I can't whack you with a baseball bat. Keep laughing!
Jujin- Thank you! No, you are not the only one who likes Ato-seme, Tezu-uke. I just love Tezuka and Atobe together! I prefer Tezu-seme and Ato-uke but I don't mind Ato-seme, Tezu-uke. As long as they are together! It was fun writing the leg kicking scene. I had a great laugh.
may neuma- Thanks! Are you from Indonesia? Anyway, update your fic please!
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