Disclaimer: I don't own PoT
I wasn't intending to do an epilogue, but it just fit and I really wanted to have at least something happy.
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A few months later, found Eiji, Tezuka, Fuji, Taka, Momo, Kaidoh, and Inui crowded into the Oishis living room watching the last match of Wimbledon. It was Echizen versus some hotshot Australian tennis player twice his age.
The camera focused on Echizen, he pulled his hat lower.
"Mada mada da ne" he said quietly in Japanese, with a smirk Echizen looked up meeting his opponents eyes. Echizen jumped into the air. Eiji gave a strangled gasp and covered his mouth with his hand. The group quickly gave him a worried look. His eyes were wide and glued to the screen.
"I'd know that move anywhere! That's… that's the Moon Volley," he whispered. It all made sense. They turned to watch as Echizen made the final point and win the Wimbledon with Oishi's moon volley, just as he promised.
The living room when into absolute chaos!
"Echizen did it! He won!" There was lots of screaming, hugging, high-fiving and general celebration, complete with burgers, wasabi sushi and ice cream.
The camera focused in on Echizen again. The president of the Wimbledon tournament handed Echizen a large trophy. Reporters were jockeying to get their questions answered. One voice rang out above the others.
"How does it feel to be the youngest winner in Wimbledon history?"
"… just like every other tournament," answered Echizen.
"That was an impressive game! Is there anything you'd like to say?" asked another reporter. Echizen turned to look at the reporter who had asked the question. Echizen gave him a smile.
"Actually there is something I'd like to say." The reporter shoved his microphone forward.
"… Just like I said… This one is for you Oishi-sempai!" he said giving the camera a real smile.
"Who's this Oishi-sempai?" asked another reporter.
"A very good friend and teammate who should always be remembered, so this win was for him… I'll claim the next Wimbledon win for me," smirked Echizen.
Then the camera cut to the talking heads in the press box.
"So Tom just who is this Oishi-sempai?" asked the lady.
"Well Sherry, we don't know for sure but it is believed that the Oishi-sempai Echizen Ryoma was referring to is this man." Said Tom, the man. A picture that was taken of the Seigaku team right after nationals covered the screen.
"Hey that's us!" cried Momo in the middle of tackling Taka.
"Ssh! I can't hear what they're saying about Oishi!" scolded Tezuka. The room immediately quieted.
A blue circle appeared on the screen surrounding Oishi's head. Tom continued to talk. "Oishi Shuichiro was apparently on the same Seigaku tennis teams as Echizen in his younger years."
"It has recently come to our attention that Mr. Oishi was apparently the victim of a fatal drunk hit and run three months in Japan," interrupted Sherry. The talking heads went on to talk about Echizen's formative years in the US.
The phone rang, and Tezuka muted the TV while Eiji picked up the phone.
"Oishi residence! Kikumaru Eiji speaking!" he chirped.
"Kikumaru-sempai?" said the very familiar voice of Echizen.
"Ochibi!" said Eiji. The rest of the men turned to the phone and started yelling the congratulations. The TV returned to a shot of Echizen with the trophy in one hand, and glaring at the cell phone he held a foot away from his head.
"SSH! You're gonna make Ochibi deaf!" yelled Eiji. It brought the noise down a little, just enough that on the TV they could see Echizen place the phone back on his ear.
"Who all is there?"
"Everyone!" said Eiji happily.
"Did you all see?" asked Echizen. "Did you see the moon volley?"
"Shouldn't you be asking if we saw you win"
"mada mada da ne, some things are more important"
"Aw! Ochibi is getting all mushy!" Echizen on TV frowned and his eyebrow twitched, wether at the comment or the name it wasn't real obvious.
"I'm not getting mushy… I just wanted to make sure you saw… saw for Oishi-sempai" said Echizen. The phone was grabbed out of Eiji's hands.
"Echizen! You're making Kikumaru-sempai cry!" mock scolded Momo. The Echizen on TV looked slightly apologetic.
"Tell him I'm sorry."
"He knows…. Congratulations! Now come home so we can have a real celebration!" said Momo hanging up the phone. Tezuka immediately unmated the TV. Echizen was shaking his head and re-pocketing his cell phone. The reporters rushed him again.
"Echizen! Who was that? Who was the first person you called to tell you won?"
"It doesn't matter" said Echizen frowning. "It loses the suspense when they watch it."
"What does Ochibi mean?" Echizen looked up at the reporter, if looks could kill.
"… It mean's Kikumaru-sempai is dead" The living room burst into laughter.
"Now that you've won Wimbledon what are you going to do next?"
"I'm not going to Disneyland if that's what you're implying," The reporter looked flustered, apparently that had been what he was implying.
"Well then what are your plans?"
"… I've got a celebration to catch," he said with a smirk. "It'll be at Taka-sempai's restaurant and it'll have lots of ice cream, hamburgers, wasabi sushi, and some very poorly sung karoke!"