Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis! I do own my OCs, however

Change Courts!

BY Nyteness

Ryuuzaki Sakuno watched in awe as the Tennis regulars practiced out on the court with their usual tennis skill and supremacy. However, she knew that like the rest of them, they were distracted by the amount of noise coming from the newly made Volleyball court. It would be dead silent for a moment and then there would be an eruption of cheering or shouting.

"I wish they'd just be quiet," Kaido mumbled as he served the ball over the net.

"For once I agree with you, mamushi," Momoshiro returned the serve with less power than he usually did.

"They're practicing as well. Volley ball is a very oral sport," Oishi admonished. "They support their teammates as well as call out instruct–"

"EEIIIIIIII!" Every one turned their heads towards the sound. Sakuno had raised her hands above her head and smashed the volleyball downwards.

"Sorry about that!" One of the Volleyball team members came running towards them. It was Hana from yesterday and she was slowly followed by Yamiko.

"I-It's ok," Sakuno stammered. She lowered her hands gradually.

"You've got a good block, by the way. Yamiko's too strong for her own good. She has no control by the way," Ino yawned.

"Why are you here, Ino-sempai?" Yamiko glared. "And be quiet!"

"Hi Hinagaku-chan, Abunai-san, Benkyo-san!" Eiji waved cheerily.

"You've got more potential than Hana-chan and Yukino-chan did when they started," Ino commented casually.

"Shut up! But you're right," Hana laughed.

"Hello girls," Oishi came over and waved politely, "Can you–"

"Yamiko…" What made Oishi stop was looming behind the three now terrified girls.

"Plug your ears," Everybody took the disembodied voice's word for and was glad they did when –

"I'm going to kill you! Yamiko, You smack the ball WAY too far, provoke each other to the point of no return and you almost kill one of our freshmen! Hana, you're the sempai here! C'mon! Both of you grow up! And Ino, what were you doing leaving the practice with out permission! You want to win right!" Yukino gasped for a breath as she had said all that in one breath.

"Yuki-chan, calm down," Haruko laughed. She was the only one with her ears unplugged as she got serious, "but she's right, anyone who left the court without permission must run 40 laps around the school campus!"

"Finally you take your job seriously!" Yukino sighed, "Get to it Ino, Yamiko and Hana!"

"You too, Yukino, you left the court without permission," Haruko snickered.

"B-but You did too!" the normally cool Yukino was looking rather mad.

"But I'm the capitan, Madame!" Haruko winked at her. She stuck out her tongue childishly at her fuming vice captain, "I gave myself permission!"

"Aren't you supposed to be setting an example, Yukino-sempai?" Yamiko called from where she and the others had already started.

"Why you–!" Yukino chased the laughing trio down as they made a run for it.

"Gomen nasai for the noise," She bowed. "I've got to get back to my team but good luck practicing and sorry again!" She waved as she meandered back to the trees and the remaining part of her team, whistling cheerfully as she went.

"How old is she?" Horio's uni-brow wrinkled.

"I believe she's a Senior," Fuji told them.

"I didn't even know we had a Girls Volleyball team," Kachiro said, puzzled.

"So does 99 of the school. I have next to no data on them. Only what their classmates observe of them during gym. I also see no records of their games in school bulletin boards, but believe it or not, Seigaku has one of the best Girls Indoor and Beach Volleyball teams according to a lot magazines," Inui had been mulling over this all day. It was illogical! Even the curling team posted their tournaments!

"That's odd," Eiji was perplexed as well.

"I wonder how Yamashima-sensei knew French," Ryoma murmured.

"Wasn't that English?" Momoshiro asked. These girls are getting odder by the minute.

"Nope. As expected from the number one English failure," Ryoma replied in his own special way.

"Not every one was born in the US, Ochibi!" Eiji jumped on him and noogied him.

"Kikumaru-sempai! Ow!"

"Back to work!" Oishi called from his perch in the ref's chair. The boys started working dutifully, training just as hard as they would have even though it was after the Nationals. The girl's team was distracting though, so not every one was playing at their absolute best.

Later that day, Haruko, Yukino and Hana knocked on the door to Ryuzaki Sumire's office. Sumire-sensei looked surprised as she called "enter!" but greeted them cordially anyways.

"What brings you three to my office now?" She asked as she poured them each a cup of tea. She had heard of these girls as Seigaku's equivalent to the Fudoumine Tennis team only in Volleyball because they had next to no support from anyone. The principal's rules, I guess.

"You must have heard how hard it is to find good players for our team, Ryuzaki-sensei," Haruko started.

"Yes, I have. It's unfair, the treatment," She agreed.

"Ah well, we made it far enough. We just play because we want to and in some cases, need to. We're modeled after one of your opponents, Fudomine. Our captain's our coach, like them," Hana smiled cheerily.

"But back to the issue at hand. We want to train Sakuno-chan if she wants to because she's got some pretty good skills. Ino looked into her profile and talked to some kids about her. She's got determination and she's the type of girl that would benefit from team sports," Yukino got straight to the point.

"And she's got pretty good block and spike, too," Hana added.

"This is all up to Sakuno-chan, though, we won't force her to do anything. As her grandmother, however, we just thought you had a right to know before we approached her," Haruko reassured her.

"I think that's a good idea. Sakuno would certainly benefit from it. You have my permission," Sumire nodded. Her granddaughter was the team sport type after all.

"That's great! Thank you very much Ryuzaki-sensei!" Haruko exclaimed. She, Hana and Yukino got up to leave when Sumire realized something.

"Why did you two come along?" She asked, guesturing towards Hana and Yukino.

"We're thinking of training her for beach volleyball and who better to train her than our best beach volleyball pair?" Haruko winked as she closed the door.

Ryuzaki Sumire was left in a state of confusion.

Later that day, The Volleyball team finished practice about the same time the Tennis players did, so the team thought it would be a good time to approach Sakuno.

"Ryuuzaki-chan?" Tsuchi tapped her on the shoulder.

"Oh! You scared me sempai," Sakuno jumped a little, "Hai?"

"We have a proposition for you," Ino grinned, "A good one by the way,"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't corner my best friend!" Tomoko protested.

"Don't worry, Oskada-chan, we won't hurt her," Hana laughed.

"You see, we're the girl's volleyball team and we want you to consider joining," Haruko explained. "You have the skill, and frankly, you're the type of girl who would benefit from team sports instead of single sport like Tennis."

"Well, why not?" Sakuno thought about it.

"You'll be able to quit if you don't like it, so why not?" Yamiko yawned, "It's an opportunity to explore different sports, anyhow."

"Volley ball, huh? Sounds interesting," Tomoko grinned.

"We'd invite you to join, but we know about your brothers. Little siblings can be a pain; I've got two baby cousins that I'm always stuck taking care of, by the way," Ino reassured her.

"You're welcome to come to practice whenever you want though. Volleyball is a team sport," Yukino reassured her.

"Arigato gozimasu!" Tomoko bowed.

"Ano, sorry to be rude but who are you?" Sakuno asked warily.

"Sempai-tachi is forgetful!" Aomi laughed, "I'm Chizu Aomi, Junior; our captain, Yamashima Haruko, Senior; Vice Captain and half of our beach Volleyball team, Shiroi Yukino, Senior; Our setter, Mizuyuri Tsuchi, Senior; The Couch and benchwarmer, Benkyo Ino, Senior; Our spiker, Abunai Yamiko, Junior; and the other half of the Beach volleyball team, Hinagaku Hana.,"

"Nice to meet you Minna-san!" Sakuno bowed.

"Now, now, now, a few ground rules! A) Don't call us by our last names, B) It's Haruko-chan or Haruko-sempai not Haruko-buchou and that applies for every one else, and um… what else?" Haruko scratched her head a little.

"No bowing?" Hana suggested. She turned to the shocked freshmen and glomped them both.

"We're a team so we like to feel as if we've known each other forever. You'll get used to the informaility sooner or later," Yamiko shrugged, "I'm leaving," She turned around but froze as Tsuchi sneezed and grabbed her collar.

"Now, now, we've gotta welcome Sakuno-chan to the group, don't we?" She grinned sadistically. "you do remember what Ino's cooking tastes like right? It would be such a shame if you didn't come because we'd have to send you a whole box and make sure you eat it like a good little Kouhai if you don't come."

"U-um, on second thought… Where do we go?" Yamiko twitched a little as she faked a smile.

"I have an Idea! Let's go to Kawamura-sempai's sushi shop! It's really yummy," Tomo clapped her hands together as the idea struck her.

"Why not? I love sushi! And of course, you two are covering the bill right?" Haruko grinned at Yukino and Hana, who rolled their eyes but agreed. "Alright! So all we have to do is pick up An-chan and we're there!" Sakuno and Tomoko giggled a little at their new captains antics as they followed the crazy group down the street, getting more than a few stares from pedestrian.

"Hoi, Momo-chan! That's MY eel!" Eiji squealed as Momoshiro stole another on of his sushi rolls.

"How can you eat that Fuji-sempai?" Momoshiro made a face as Fuji swallowed another lime green sushi.

"They are good," He only smiled back.

"Fsssh…" Kaido was eating his sushi calmly until –

Thwack! Momoshiro hit him over the head while trying to keep his sushi away from Eiji. "Sorry, mamushi," He laughed sheepishly.

"Why you!" Kaido grabbed his collar, making him drop his eel which Kikumaru dove for.

Taka sighed as the usual squabble began. Of course, there were the calm ones, Inui, Fuji and Ryoma sitting there and eating sushi and completely ignoring the ruckus. There was Oishi running around like a mother hen, trying to stop the fight while Eiji just munched away on his precious eel. Of course, then there were the fighters. He sighed a shook his head again. What had possessed him to invite them here?

"Hello?" Everybody stopped in surprise and looked up to see Sakuno, An, Tomoko and the girls volley ball team standing in the door way.

"Welcome!" Kawamura ushered them in a led them to a table.

"Is it alright if we order buffet style?" Yukino asked, "The two of us'll cover everything," She pointed to herself and Hana.

"Alright. What would you like to start off?" Taka asked.

"Just to be on the safe side, can you give us a platter of both Nigiri and Maki? Whatever flavors you can whip up," Haruko grinned, "And some wasabi, too."

"Wasabi! NO!" Yamiko shrieked loudly.

"Calm down, you don't have to eat it, Yamiko-san," An patted the distressed girl, "I won't," She made a face that made Momoshiro laugh.

"Why not? It tastes good," Aomi blinked childishly, "Sure it's spicy but it's yummy!"

"Hoi, what are you ladies doing here?" Eiji wandered over.

"We're celebrating a new team member and a new Beach Volleyball team!" Hana made a V shape with her fingers.

"Who, Ryuuzaki-chan?" Momoshiro gaped a little.

"Yep! And they're training us to participate as a beach volleyball team!" An winked. Momoshiro turned away a little to hide a blush.

"So that's why they're here," Inui murmured. "It was highly unlikely for you come here at all."

"Tomo-chan brought us here, and I'm glad she did, this is good food, by the way," Ino shrugged as she dug into a roll.

"Thank you Kawamura-san. How do you make sushi?" Tsuchi asked curiously. Every one looked at her oddly, as if she was crazy, "What?"

"She's not sadistic at the moment," Yukino reassured the guys, "Her eyes are light brown, if they're dark, she's sadistic. Just keep her away from the pepper," She warned Taka as she followed him to the counter."

"Eh, I wonder if she'd be able to make us sushi for lunch," Ino observed, "My cooking stinks, by the way."

"No offense, Ino-sempai, but your cooking is toxic," Aomi shuddered a little as she bit into some wasabi sushi.

"It makes you work harder, why not?" Ino grinned a little as the girls all shuddered.

"Sakuno-chan, on the other hand, is an amazing cook," Tomoko announced proudly for her best friend who was blushing.

"Really, our Hime-chan can cook? That makes two on the team so if Tsuchi isn't here, we'll have some one else! Yay!" Hana glomped her happily with a mouth full of Tamago sushi.

"Oh yeah, those cakes Ryuuzaki-chan made where pretty good," Momoshiro tapped his chin thoughtfully.

"It's decided then! Sakuno-chan can make snacks for the team tomorrow!" Haruko clapped her hands together like a little child being offered candy.

"Is that all you think of, your stomach, Haruko-san?" An sweatdropped.

"sounds like our Momo-chan here!" Eiji elbowed him slyly.

"U-Urusai!" Momoshiro blushed as he protested while An only giggled.

"That's right, Tachibana-san, Momo-sempai can eat 10 burgers, 5 oversized fries and 2 cokes in one sitting and still have room for a huge meat bun," Ryoma smirked in his own bratty way. He walked between An and Sakuno as he informed An about this. The girls just gaped.

"T-That's more than Haruko-sempai and Hana-sempai combined," Aomi finally stuttered out.

"Echizen!" Momoshiro was incredibly embarrassed about this, enough to hit his annoying Kouhai in the back of the head for this. Unfortunatly, he didn't know his own strength and, well, let's just say he landed in the most compromising situation.

Mainly His and Sakuno's lips smashed together. Ryoma had put his hands out to stop the fall and Sakuno had turned around to hear what he said so the situation was a little, well, awkward, shall we say. The out burst was inevitable.

"Kawaii! Hima-chan and the prince of tennis kissing!" Haruko started bouncing around like a little girl.

"Echizen, don't you think you came on a little strong?" Oishi couldn't help but worry.

"I never knew you two were involved. Take it slow, I don't want any god kids at the moment," Yukino was inwardly laughing while keeping a poker face but she was worried about the newest and youngest team member.

"Shut up, Yuki-chan, it's just like a fairy tale," Hana admonished her with starry eyes.

"Didn't know you had it in you, Ochibi," Eiji grinned maniacly.

"Good move, Echizen!" Momoshiro cheered, completely forgetting he was responsible for there position.

"Momoshiro-kun, you pushed them into that position," An sweatdropped.

"Still, I like the chances for that couple," Ino grinned.

"Aa. Echizen-kun is enjoying it because he still hasn't pulled back. Possibility of those two ending up together: 66 percent," Inui's glasses flashed, giving him the look of a crazy doctor.

"Aww, they look cute together, don't they?" Aomi sighed.

"Indeed," Fuji had pulled out his camera and was snapping shots like mad. That pulled Ryoma out of his state of shock. He jerked away from Sakuno and pulled his hat down to hide his deepening blush. Sakuno just touched her lips gingerly.

"Can I have a copy of that picture?" Tsuchi leaned over them with fearsome look in her dark eyes.

"Kawamura-sempai, do you have pepper?" Yamiko asked. He handed her a sprinkler. "Here you go, Tsuchi-sempai," she made everybody around Tsuchi sneeze, including herself.

"Arigato, miko-chan," She smiled benignly.

"Don't call me that sempai," Yamiko blushed.

"That name doesn't fit you," Kaido snorted.

"Oi, Mamushi, thanks to you, I lost my sushi!" Momoshiro had finally realized that.

"Mamushi? How stupid," She retorted.

"Shut up!" He hissed.

"Looks like Kaido's found another person to argue with," Eiji reflected as the two began to squabble.

"Possiblity of them killing each other: 75 percent," Inui recorded in his ever present evil green book.

"We should step in before they do, we need Yamiko for the Nationals," Yukino got up slowely but Ino held her down.

"Chillax, Yuki-chan," Ino drawled, "This'll be good for Yamiko, there's a light in her eyes that I haven't seen for a long time. Plus, her fists aren't clutched so she's not doing anything. Your data is wrong, Inui-san, by the way," She added with a self satisfied smirk.

"B-But, I can't be wrong!" Inui protested. "The data points right at an inevitable clash."

"Kaido-san is too nice to hit a girl, judging by the way he gave us our distance yesterday. I wouldn't put it past Yamiko, though. However it doesn't look like she will, by the way," Ino concluded, "Therefore, the possibility of them killing each other, nil."

"B-but!" Inui stammered.

"You need to learn to read people better, Inui-san," Ino closed her eyes and nudged her glasses as she said this, a little smile playing on her lips.

"Looks like some one can get Inui-sempai mad," Momoshiro grinned.

"I wouldn't put it past Ino-san to. She's an annoying genius that can get under any one's skin, especially the way she always says by the way," Ann laughed. She noticed Momoshiro stealing furtive glances at her sushi as she talked so she pushed the plate towards him, "You can have it. I've already eaten."

"Honto?" When she nodded, he dug in. "Arigato Tachibana-imouto!"

"My name is An!" She exclaimed, exasperated as Momoshiro concentrated on the food.

"So then Kikumaru come streaming down the doorway, with white hair like an old man. Oishi also happened to enter the girls change room once," Fuji and Aomi were swapping humiliating stories of their team members.

"Hehehe!" Aomi giggled, "Well, there was this one time where Hana-sempai mistaked an old woman for Yukino, You wouldn't believed how humiliated she was and Yukino-sempai got so mad that she forced her to eat Ino-sempai's cooking for a whole week! I have a picture." She rummaged around in her backpack a bit before pulling out a picture album and she flipped to the page of where Hana looked like she was continuously bowing to an old women and Yukino in the back ground, looking very scary.

"You take pictures?" Fuji inquired, a little surprised.

"I like to take snapshots of all our tournament and matches. I think I have one for every match," Aomi blushed a little.

"Say, Aomi-chan is that THE scrap book?" Hana asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Of course! Do I have any other ones?" She responded, a little perplexed. Yukino and Hana turned white, bright red and then screamed simultaneously.

"DON'T SHOW THOSE PICTURES!"

"I've already seen the one of the old women," Fuji reassured her.

"Those are nothing… Aomi-chan, you show those and I will go after you with a knife. I'm sure Kawamura-san won't mind." Hana cracked her knuckles.

" You mean these?" She flipped to another page in the book that showed the two playing Beach volley ball in really skimpy bathing suits. She held it out of their reach as she explain what had happened. "Those two were playing against some really perverted guys so we blacked mailed them into wearing these. They took two points before the blood loss was too much." All the girls minus Hana and Yukino were rolling around in laughter while most of the guys had nosebleeds.

"Put those away, Aomi-chan, before we have to pay Kawamura-san for his blood stained tables," Haruko laughed.

"Ok!" As Aomi shut the book up, another picture fell out. "Oops!"

" Here," Fuji picked it up and handed it to her but his eyes flew wide open.

"What's wrong Fuji-sempai?" Momoshiro asked though a mouthful of food.

"Oh! Gomen, you weren't supposed to see that!" Aomi laughed a little.

"Not THAT picture," Yamiko gawked. Her aura turned ugly.

"NO WAY. You said you had burnt it!" Ino shrieked, complety losing control.

"AOMI-CHAN!" An joined in. All the regulars minus Ryoma looked over the petrified Fuji's shoulder. They gawked for a second before they fell over, huge amounts of blood pooling down their faces.

"AOMI YOU'RE DEAD!" Aomi backed towards the door as all the girls besides Sakuno and Tomoko advanced on her. She jumped a little and ran for her life down the street with a horde of angry Volleyball girls on her heels.

"That is so immodest of sempai-tachi!" Tomoko gasped. She had pried the picture from the knocked out Fuji's hand and looked at it.

"What is it?" Sakuno started giggling when she saw the picture. It was all the girls including An but no Aomi in a line, dancing the Macarena in skimpy bathing suits with their posteriors facing the camera. Aomi had caught the horrified expressions to perfection.

A/N Well! How'd you like it? I try to keep things pretty good, but the picture I couldn't help! Poor Regulars are Ecchi!

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