Title: Undirected Play
Author: AKRY
Disclaimer: As much as I'd LOVE to…I DO NOT own Prince of Tennis or ANY OTHER works of anime/manga. BUT! If you'd like to sue, try and win against any of the Seigaku regulars in a tennis match first (like you'd be able to even really find them…)
WARNINGS: This fan fiction contains materials that may upset people who oppose homosexual relationships (if you don't know what that means, it's yaoi, m/m relationships. If you still don't get it, I suggest you leave). YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
Summary: Wacky headmaster of Seigaku decides to hold a prom. Who do the Seigaku regulars go with?Chapter 4 – Enter the Guests
After 24 hours of non-stop preparation and about 200 hours of waiting (that is a bit more than a week), Kikumaru arrived hours early to the prom. He wore a dazzling dark red suit to match the colour of his hair, and a pair of shiny platform shoes, made of polished maroon leather. One would think of a spicy red pepper, of an energetic emotion.
"Syu-chan! Walk quicker! We're going to be late!" the red head winced.
His partner, Oishi, or otherwise known as the Mother of Seigaku, was barely recognisable. He was wearing a long, silky, black wig, tied up using a white ribbon. His dress was chosen by none other than his partner, in tennis and for the prom, Kikumaru. It was a glamorous white prom dress, made of white silk, topped off with a white cotton shawl. The shoes were matching high heeled sandals. He looked like a girl who one would relate to a refreshing glass of water, very clear and simple, yet sparkles so delightfully under the sun.
"It's really difficult to walk in these shoes, you know? Besides, it's still 6. The prom doesn't start till 8," said the vice-captain of the Seigaku tennis club complainingly. He didn't mean to protest against the acrobatics player, but the pain from the shoes was really killing him.
When the pair reached their destined place, they found two other couples already waiting for time to pass by.
"Eh? You look really handsome!" exclaimed Kikumaru. At the blink of an eye he was standing next to the said handsome guy.
"Oh? Kikumaru sempai! You're hours early! Is that your partner? She sure looks good!" It was the ever friendly Momoshiro.
The Dunk Smasher was in full black: a black tie, a black shirt, and a black suit. The black reflected his charm even more. One would think of a myna, a black bird with a vigorous voice.
Suddenly, he felt a stinging pain at his foot. "Ouch!" He turned around and saw a blushing Kaido. He sighed and apologised to his partner.
Talking about the happy-going sophomore's partner, he looked really beautiful. Yes, Kaido looked remarkably beautiful. Like Oishi, he also had on a wig, but with thick curls at the end of the longer strands. The gown was of a navy blue colour; a colour of the military, it suited him very well. The loose, long sleeves were made of black netting fabric, hiding Kaido's muscled arms. Of course, we can't forget the bandana as it is Kaido we're talking about. The bandana was newly bought, along with the rest of his costume, to go with the colour scheme. But instead of tying it on his head, it was disguised as a scarf around his neck. One could relate him to a black panther, a fierce, yet beautiful and sophisticated creature.
He accepted Momoshiro's apology and turned to greet their sempai and their sempai's date, "Kikumaru sempai. Eh? Oishi sempai, is that you?"
"So it's you, Oishi? Hmm, as expected from the mother of Seigaku," a voice said. Following that line, the annoying sound of graphite rubbing against paper was heard again. It's unmistakably the Data Tennis Player, Inui Sadaharu.
Inui was wearing a tuxedo. The peculiar aspect about his tuxedo was that it had large pockets, large enough to fit in a book, his green notebook, to be precise. But there was something different about him tonight, he wasn't wearing his glasses. Instead, he wore a pair of blue shades with a dark blue frame. Unfortunately, his eyes still could not be seen. He reminded one of a grand piano, made of polished wood and had a refined yet charming appearance. Although they may be the same notes, depending on how you play it, you get different results.
Standing next to Inui was someone not so familiar to the students of Seigaku. That person had short, curly hair, and was dressed in a violet robe with diamonds embedded at the hem and chest area. Out of habit, he put up his sly face while his fingers played with his hair. It was Mizuki Hajime of St. Rudolph. Some might think of him as a witch, with his more or less evil plots, aiming to get a win no matter what. But having on the colour that represents royalty, one may find "imperial sorceress" more fitting for tonight's Mizuki.
"Wow, everyone is so early," a voice said. And thus entered the last pair from the Seigaku Tennis Club: Fuji and Echizen.
Fuji's suit and tie were of a pearly white colour, which went well in contrast with his black shirt. The striking suit was topped off with a hat of the same colours. The black and white made one think of a keyboard. Keyboards were different from pianos. Keyboards were capable of creating wonderfully unpredictable music, much like the prodigy himself.
The freshman prodigy wore a long, black, spaghetti-strip dress. Strips of knitted cotton hung from the spaghetti-strips, disguising as torn sleeves. There was an ineffable elegance emitting off him. He had on a blood-red, rose-shaped choker. It was a gift from the other prodigy of the tennis club, Fuji, who insisted that Echizen wear it at the prom. With his cat-like eyes, he reminded one of a graceful cat. Make it a black, graceful cat with a red rose tied to his collar.
"Wa! Kiddo looks so cute!" cried the bouncy acrobatic. This second he was standing between Oishi and Momoshiro, the next second he was behind Echizen, squeezing him like a stuff toy.
"It hurts, Kikumaru sempai," the "kiddo" complained, blunt as ever.
Mizuki, in his usual pose, approached Fuji and greeted him, "Ah, Fuji kun, we meet again. I suppose you haven't been beaten yet, as I will be the one to do so, because I am destined to do so. After all you and I are destined rivals."
For a split of a second, Fuji's face turned serious, though his eyes were still closed. He appeared to be thinking very hard. As Mizuki was in the middle of thinking that it was him who had caused Fuji to act in that way, the brunette turned 90 degrees to his left towards the person wearing full white.
"You look very stunning tonight, Oishi," he said, while putting up his usual smile again. "I almost couldn't recognise you!"
The mother of Seigaku sweat dropped. But still he smiled and thanked the prodigy.
"I suppose Eiji made all the decisions concerning your dress," Fuji continued teasingly, which only made the other sweat drop even more.
The younger prodigy from Seigaku was watching from a distance, since the excited acrobatic was still clinging on to him. Echizen wasn't very happy about his partner talking with another person.
Mizuki finally arrived at where Oishi and Fuji were standing, only to find his "destined rival" already talking to another person some metres from where he just arrived at. He quickly rushed to stand between them, with his face situated just a few inches from Fuji's face. Echizen's face frowned even more.
"Uh…who are you?" One couldn't really blame Fuji for not being able to recognize Mizuki, although he probably did recognize him. Apart from his poses and expressions, there weren't really any features of the person in the glamorous gown that looked like the usual Mizuki.
By then, the youngest of the people who were present at the venue finally succeeded in struggling out of his sempai's embrace. His cat-like eyes were clearly showing his annoyance in his partner being so close to other people's partners. For once, he took the initiative and dragged his date away from the others.
However, everything was suddenly obstructed by the ringing laughter of their headmaster that echoed in the ball room.
"Everyone seems to be having so much fun already. I suppose I can announce the start of the ball now. LET THE PROM OFFICIALLY BEGIN!"
Review Replies:
KagomeGirl21 – haha, I had more fun writing that pair somehow. Maybe because I was in the mood XP
ee – thank you very much for the compliment! I suppose it's thanks to having 2 of the best teachers I could ever have: my mother and lynlyn XP
Yuki Jaganshi – good to know that you don't dislike the pairings P
Author's Notes: Yay, it's the longest chapter ever that I've written. Basically it's the description of their costumes for the night. I hope I won't get killed for putting them in dresses. I have an excuse – everyone ignored my question in chapter 2: whether you prefer them to just be in suits or to be in dresses. This was going to be the last chapter, but due to some odd reasons, it seems that it would not be the case. However, the last chapter may end up weird or too short or both. Hopefully I will be able to complete the story with a good ending! Thank you for reading! Please review.
AKRY deshita