Author's Notes (1): Still takes place before Hyotei arch, but we're getting there!

Author's Notes (2): No real hard Japanese words used…I think. If I misused them, please forgive me.

Author's Notes (3): And since I don't know anything about Japanese currency and exchange rates, any reference about money, it's all done in American dollars. (I only know the base amount is called 'yen'. I could look more up about it, but that's just way too much research for just a small mention. So please forgive my laziness.)

Author's Notes (4): This is a direct continuation of 'A Bazaar Morning'. And yes, the boys are still in their wigs and kimonos.

Title: A Bazaar Afternoon

Wiping his forehead, Akazawa looked at Mizuki. "So how's it going? It looks like we're doing pretty well."

"We have to be beating those lacrosse bastards, da-ne," Yanagisawa said as he looked at Mizuki. "Is my wig still on straight, da-ne?"

"Your wig's fine," Akazawa said as he looked at Yanagisawa. "How's mine?"

"A little crooked, da-ne," Yanagisawa said as he adjusted Akazawa's wig. When he was done, he looked at Mizuki. "So how's the count, da-ne?"

"I'm not sure," Mizuki frowned as he finished counting the money. "Well, we've sold almost all of the breads and cakes. And we have a pretty good amount going for the silent food auction, with the exception of the manicotti and kushiage." Mizuki lowered his voice. "But the bentos are not selling as well as I thought they would, we've only managed to sell off a little less than half of them. We've only made about four hundred dollars after expenses and it's a close to noon."

Akazawa frowned as he lowered his voice. "Why aren't the bentos selling as well?"

Mizuki frowned as he looked at the tasty bentos that were left over. Most of them were the tonkatsu, mabo dofu, gingered pork bentos. "I think that it's the weather- it's too hot to eat anything that looks 'heavy'. We need something cool to counter act their appearance or else these won't sell."

"Well, well, having a bit of trouble selling your wares, Mizuki?" called out a sneering voice.

Mizuki stiffened as he turned to look at the bane of his existence, Shiro Kido. "We're having an easier time than you are selling yours, Kido."

"Mizuki, keep it civil," Akazawa said in a low voice. He looked at the tall lacrosse captain dressed in a golden kimono with iris patterns. The handsome captain, who normally looked like a Japanese Bruce Wayne when he wasn't wearing a blonde wig and a kimono, smirked at him. "What do you want, Kido? You want a bento?"

"Why should Kido-buchou want to buy one of your bento?" demanded a voice right behind Kido. Blinking, Akazawa looked to see someone with long black tresses and dressed in a pale pink and blue kimono. For a boy, he was very pretty with his big dark eyes and pale skin. "We have the best food- and it's fresh!"

"Now, now, Tokai," Kido said as he turned to his side to look at his teammate. "Stay out of this argument between your sempai-tachi. Just because their bentos aren't as fresh or are as good as ours and aren't selling as well-"

"How dare you! Our food is fresh," called out a loud voice. The four turned to look at a small boy with pigtails who had steam coming out from his ears and behind him, some annoyed boys dressed in kimonos. "How dare you say that Sakuno didn't use the freshest and the best!"

"If they're not selling, then what else is the obvious answer, genius?" Tokai shot back. "Besides, clean your ears out- I said we have the freshest! People just love to smell the fresh food that Tendo-san is cooking. It can't compare to the stuff that you tennis-loser have!" He looked at the "girl" and sneered, "And what happened, the drama club couldn't find anything to make you look prettier so they gave you that ugly dress and wig?"

The 'girl' with pigtails narrowed her eyes at the pretty boy and started to approach him menacingly. "What did you just say, you Barbie-reject?"

"Osakada, calm down," said a taller, brown haired boy as he placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. He smiled at Tokai then at the one he called buchou. "I never knew that as a buchou you could encourage your younger teammate to act so badly towards others in your school, Kido-san. I suppose it says something about your leadership abilities."

"Yeah, it does," Tomoko agreed with a nod of her head. "It means that you suck- ittai!"

"Not a word, Osakada," warned the taller boy without looking down.

Tomoko hung her head. "Hai, Fuji-sempai."

"Kido-buchou is a great leader!" Tokai shouted as he glared at the tall boy.

"If he's so great, how come he can't shut you up?" Tomoko taunted. She winced at the tight grip on her shoulder. "Hai, sempai."

"Not a word, Tokai," Kido said as he placed a hand on Tokai's shoulder. He turned and glared at Mizuki. "We'll see at the day's end who won the bet-"

"And it will be us!" Mizuki called out, interrupting him. Feeling a presence near him, he looked down at Ryuzaki-chan's friend's angry face. "Eh?"

"Mizuki-san, I'm helping you sell Sakuno's bentos," Tomoko said heatedly. "And you're not stopping me. And I'm wearing a kimono and so is Sakuno."

"Ah, hai," Mizuki said bemusedly. The girl nodded curtly and made her way towards the back of the booth. He let out a long sigh and shuddered. "She reminds me of my oldest sister."

"If that's what your oldest sister's like, scary," Akazawa shuddered in sympathy. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Fuji?"

"You and I are going to be talking about this bet," Fuji said with a dangerous gleam in his eye.

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"Whew, it's hot, da-ne!" Yanagisawa said as sat down heavily at an empty chair. Luckily, the entire tennis station was free for the moment as he wiped his forehead. He looked over at Nomura and Kaneda as they stood calling out to the passing people.

"Isn't that the truth, sempai," Yuuta agreed as he fanned himself. He looked at Sakuno-chan's friend in admiration as she sold another three bentos. Three down and another twenty more to sell, life was getting better. "Man, it's hot out here."

Mizuki came over to look at Yanagisawa and Yuuta. "Well, stop sitting and sell more bentos."

"We will as soon as we cool off, da-ne," Yanagisawa said as he gave Mizuki an annoyed look. "We're hot, da-ne."

"Yuuta-oniisan, I have something to help cool you off," Sakuno said as she came over with a frozen chocolate banana covered with gummy bears.

"Ah, Ryuzaki-chan you look so cute, da-ne! And so does your friend, da-ne!" Yanagisawa gushed as he looked at her. She was wearing a deep pink kimono with flying cranes while Osakada-san was wearing a spring green kimono with pink sakura. "Ah? What is that you got in your hands, da-ne?"

"Ah, ah, thank you Yanagisawa-san," Sakuno stammered as she bowed to him and stepper closer to Yuuta-oniisan at the same time. "Here is your chocolate banana, Yuuta-oniisan!"

"Thanks, Sakuno-chan," Yuuta said gratefully as he took it. He took a huge bite out of it and hummed with pleasure. "This is good."

"Whoo-wee, that looks so good, da-ne!" Yanagisawa cried out, causing some people to look at him. "I want one too, da-ne! Where did you get that, Ryuzaki-chan, da-ne?"

"Ano, ano, ice- ice box," Sakuno stammered as she grabbed Yuuta-oniisan's obi tightly. "I-I got- ice b-box. In-in-"

"Sempai, you're scaring her again," Yuuta said though a mouth full of cold chocolate and banana goodness. He patted Sakuno on the head. "He's really not that scary, Sakuno-chan."

"Ha-hai," Sakuno blushed as she stayed behind him.

Nomura came over to look at Yuuta. "Share with your sempai, Yuuta."

"No," Yuuta replied as he took another bite. "Go get your own, sempai."

"How can you say that to your sempai!" Nomura groused as he glared at his kohai. When Yuuta refused to answer by taking another bite, he pleaded, "Just one bite!"

"Ryuzaki-chan, where did you get that?" Kaneda demanded as he came over. His mouth was practically salivating as he watched Yuuta eat the delicious looking dessert. He mentally calculated the amount of money he had to spend and if it was his turn to have a break yet. "Can you tell me which booth is selling that?"

"I- I made it, Kaneda-san, Nomura-san," Sakuno stammered as she stayed close to Yuuta-oniisan. She just wasn't used to so much attention. "There's more inside the ice chest. I made about thirty of these and some mango ice cream to go with the team lunch."

Kaneda stared at her. "You made- ittai!" He started to sprint after them. "Sempai!"

"Sorry, Kaneda!" Nomura shouted back as he sprinted towards the tent. "Shinya!"

"Too slow, da-ne!" Yanagisawa shouted back as he disappeared into the private area of the tent.

"Mama, I want that! I want that!" called out a little boy as he pointed to Yuuta's dessert. "I want that Mama! Mama!"

"As soon as we find you some lunch," his mother promised tiredly.

Tomoko came up to the woman. "Well, we're selling some delicious bentos, ma'am." She bent down and looked at the little boy. "I have a couple of brother just about your age- they like tempura and yakitori. Do you like those?"

The little boy nodded. "I like shrimp tempura. Can I have a chocolate banana?"

"Only if you eat your lunch," Tomoko said as she looked at him sternly. "If you only eat the banana, you won't grow as big as that tall neesan over there."

The boy looked at an approaching woman. His brown eyes grew larger and larger as the woman wearing a yellow kimono with red and blue flowers grew taller and taller with each passing step. "Wow! Neesan is really, really tall! Like a tree! Like grandpa's oak tree!"

Tomoko grabbed Akazawa's arm and beamed at the little boy. "Yeah, this neesan is really tall like an oak tee!"

Puzzled at why Ryuzaki's friend was grabbing on to his arm, Akazawa looked at the small boy that was staring at him. "Uh, hi. What's going on?"

"And that's because Neesan ate her lunch like a good girl," Tomoko continued solemnly as she ignored Akazawa's question. "I didn't eat my lunch and that's why I'm short like this- I only ate my chocolate bananas."

The boy's eyes grew larger. He looked up at his mother. "Mama! I want lunch now! I eat! I eat my lunch!"

"All right," his mother said as she looked at Tomoko. "What bento do you have?"

As the woman and child followed Tomoko, Akazawa, Mizuki and Yuuta looked at Tomoko in stunned silence. Yuuta shook his head in wonder. "Man, she's good."

"She's the best seller our grade has," Sakuno said proudly as she beamed at her friend.

"Ryuzaki-chan, what did you make for the team?" Mizuki asked in dulcet tones.

"Ano, different onigiri, things for fresh spring rolls, the chocolate bananas and mango ice cream," said Sakuno as she looked at Mizuki-san.

"Fresh spring rolls? What's that?" Atsushi asked as he came over with a chocolate banana with Oreo crumbs in his mouth. He glanced at Kaneda, puzzled.

Kaneda merely shrugged as he bit into his chocolate banana covered with chopped peanuts. "No clue, sempai."

"Anyway, it sounds good," Nomura said as he bit into a banana with mini-rice crackers. He held another banana with colored sprinkles in his other hand.

"Ano, it's a spring roll that has fresh vegetables, herbs and whatever all wrapped up in a rice paper wrap," Sakuno said. At their confused looks, she sighed. "It's really delicious and refreshing. I can show you how to make it. I just need hot water to soak the rice paper wrap."

"Kaneda, grab Shinya and get her some hot water," Mizuki ordered. "Atsushi, help her set up then stay back there with her. And you-" He looked at Nomura then grabbed the uneaten banana. "Eat that banana slowly and stand in front. Make sure that the people see you and let them know we have this."

"That's mine!" Nomura protested as Mizuki took a bite out of the banana.

"You can have only one," Mizuki said as he bit into the banana again. "Well, go on- get to the entrance, Takuya."

As the four disappeared, Akazawa looked at Mizuki. "You aren't thinking of selling our lunch and desserts are you, Hajime?"

Mizuki's eyes gleamed maniacally. "I'll do whatever it takes to beat Kido and the lacrosse club, Yoshirou. Say our food isn't as fresh? It isn't as good? We'll show them!" Mizuki looked at the team captain. "Yoshirou, what are you standing there for! This is for team spirit! Grab a banana and stand out in front! Ryuzaki-chan! Yuuta! Rest time is over! Let's go!"

As Mizuki went to the tent, Akazawa looked at Yuuta and Sakuno. "Hide me some lunch before he sells it all."

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"Fresh spring rolls! Come have fresh and delicious spring rolls!" called out Yuuta as he waved the tennis team's flag around. "Help support the tennis club!"

"Come and get your chocolate bananas with your bentos! We have a silent food auction! Place your bids!" Atsushi called out as he waved his flag around. "Support the tennis team."

"Oh my, don't you look cute!" called out a voice. Yuuta cringed before he turned around to look at the amused faces of his sister, brother and parents. "I couldn't quite believe it when Syusuke told me."

Yuuta glared at his older brother. "Thanks, Aniki."

"Don't be mad, Yuuta," Fuji said with a smile. "You look really very pretty." He quickly lifted up his camera and took a snap shot. "And now we have a memory of it for all time."

"Aniki!" Yuuta yelled as he glared at his brother and was about to lunge after him. He stopped when his father caught him by the waist. "Father!"

"Oh, my little boy!" Yuuta's father cried out as he hugged him and rubbed his cheek against Yuuta's. "All grown up and become a woman! I'm so proud of you!"

"Father!" Yuuta cried out as his cheeks became a fierce red and he struggled to get out of his father's bear hug. "Father, let go!"

"Now, husband, you shouldn't tease Yuuta like that," his mother said as she smiled and pulled him away from their youngest. "Syusuke told us what happened between your sempai. Is there anyway that we can help support you?"

"I can put some make-up on you if you want," Yumiko offered helpfully. Yuuta merely glared at his sister then ignored her.

"Thanks, Mother," Yuuta said as he smiled at her. "You can buy some bento or onigiri or whatever we have left. Oh, and Sakuno-chan's right there helping out- she's making the spring rolls with Kisarazu-sempai."

"Oh, that looks really good," said Yuuta's mother as she went towards the stand, dragging her husband with her.

"Are you sure that you don't want me to put on some make-up on you?" Yumiko teased as she took out her lipstick. "It could be like old times when I dressed you and Syusuke up."

"No thanks, Neesan," Yuuta said shortly as he looked at his sister warily. "You can just put that away right now. It's bad enough that Aniki has a picture of that- hey!"

"Now, it's two pictures," Syusuke said happily as he snapped another. "And three! And four!"

"Aniki! Stop that! Aniki!"

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"Wow, this looks so busy, doesn't it Echizen?" Momo cried out as he looked around. He sniffed the air hungrily. "And everything smells so good!"

"I suppose it does," Ryoma said with a shrug.

Momo gave him a sly look. "And I bet Ryuzaki-chan's food will even taste better, eh?"

"Maybe," Ryoma said as he brought his cap down. He felt a pair of knuckles grinding the temples of his head. "Ittai!"

"Maybe nothing!" Momo scolded as he ground his knuckles even harder. "You insulted her bento once! Don't do it again or else she'll never feed you!"

"Harder so he remembers, Momo! And you'll break her heart again if you're like that, Ochibi," Kikumaru exclaimed as he urged Momo on. "Right, Taka-san?"

"Ano, I suppose," Kawamura said as he scratched his head. He immediately felt a tennis racket in his hand and felt a powerful burning go through him. He pointed the racket under Echizen's nose. "BURNING! YES! YOU WILL HURT HER AGAIN WITH AN ATTITUDE LIKE THAT, ECHIZEN BABY! CHANGE YOUR ATTITUDE! OR ELSE!"

"Thank you, Taka-san," Inui said as he pulled the tennis racket from Kawamura's hands. "Like he said, there is a fifty-nine percent chance that Ryuzaki will feel nervous about you being here and a sixty-seven percent chance that she will try and buy you something that she did not make."

"And a hundred percent chance that she'll cry if you act like you usually do, Ochibi," Kikumaru claimed sternly. "So don't act like you usually do- be nice to her! Nyah!"

"Che," Ryoma said sourly. What was wrong with his attitude? And he was always nice to her, who else would put up with her clumsiness and her tendency to get into trouble for so long? He looked at the sempai-tachi he came with: Momo, Kikumaru, Inui and Kawamura, and decided to change the subject. "Where are Fuji-sempai, Kaidoh-sempai, Oishi-sempai and Buchou?"

"Oishi said that he'd be here with Tezuka," Kikumaru said as he looked around for something he might like. "They had to do some club stuff before they came here. Fuji said that he was coming here early with his brother and Ryuzaki-chan. Inui, where is the tennis booth, Nyah?"

"And Kaidoh said that he would show up as soon as he finished running errands for his mother," Inui said as he looked at Echizen then Kikumaru. "According to this map, the tennis club booth should be in around that corner and a few booths in."

"Hoi, hoi! Let's go!" Kikumaru cried out as he raised his arms. "I'll race you, Momo! Ochibi! Taka-san! Last one there drinks a mug of Inui-juice on Monday, Nyah!"

"Why wait until Monday?" Inui commented as his glasses gleamed dangerously. He took out a drinking thermos. "I actually have my newest super deluxe hyper remix right here."

The four took one look at the thermos and ran for their lives.

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"So where is this place," Oishi said as he looked at Tezuka. "I can't seem to see it."

"It should be around here," Tezuka said as he looked at the signs.

"Oishi! Tezuka! Over here!" called out a voice. They turned to see Fuji coming towards them. "You made it! Sakuno-chan's going to be so happy- but I think most of the bentos are sold out."

"That's good to hear," Oishi said with some relief. Tezuka nodded in agreement. "Let's go."

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"Fssh," Kaidoh hissed as he looked around. Where the hell was this damn booth?

"Kaidoh-sempai!" called out a voice. Kaidoh looked around and saw the girl that usually hung around sensei's granddaughter. "Are you lost?"

"Fssh," Kaidoh answered as he glared at the girl.

She laughed nervously as she scratched her head. "Ah, if you are, that's okay, sempai. It's a bit confusing here- the tennis booth is this way. Just straight ahead."

Kaidoh hissed as his kohai lead the way.

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"Shinya, Sakuno-chan, I'll be back," Atsushi said as he started towards the front of the tennis station. He looked at Yuuta and Kaneda. "I have to go to the toilet- Kaneda, start cleaning up and Yuuta, help Shinya count the money in the back."

"Hai," Yuuta and Kaneda said as Kisarazu left. They turned to look at Sakuno already cleaning up the tables.

"Oi, you shouldn't be doing that," Yuuta said as he looked at her and took the used bentos from her hands. "You already did too much work."

Sakuno smiled, "It's okay, Yuuta-oniisan. I can do this."

"That's really not the point, Sakuno-chan," Yuuta scolded as he flicked her forehead. He looked at his friend. "Kaneda, make sure that she doesn't do anymore."

"Right," Kaneda nodded as he looked at Ryuzaki-chan sternly. "You got that? Yuuta said no more work for you." At her crestfallen face, he sighed. "But if you want to perk up the flowers, you can, but no cleaning, no work. Okay?"

"Hai," Sakuno saluted happily as she went off to perk up the paper flowers.

"No work? Are you giving up already?" taunted a voice. Kaneda sighed quietly before he turned to look at Tokai and two of his friends from the lacrosse club. Tokai crossed his arms as he smirked. "You should, there's no way that you'll win the bet, Kaneda."

"What the hell do you want, Tokai?" Kaneda taunted. "Kido let you off his leash to go barking?"

"No more than Mizuki letting you out of his hair," Tokai shot back. Kaneda rolled his eyes as one of Toaki's friends, one with silver hair, snickered.

"At least he doesn't have to baby us," Kaneda smirked. "And speaking of hair- your wig's looking a little flat there, Tokai."

"His is still better looking than yours," said Tokai's friend on the right. He flicked back a red lock of hair. "And he can still look better than you."

Kaneda smirked. "That's not really something I want to compete in: the best looking guy in a wig and female's kimono. You can have the title for that, Tokai, or maybe your 'girlfriends' can battle it out to for you."

"If it means that we win the bet, I will," Tokai retorted as he glared at Kaneda. He smirked as he looked at the freshman cleaning the tables. "And we'll have you waiting on and cleaning up after our club like that freshman."

"So watch as we scalp you," smirked Tokai's silver haired friend as he suddenly grabbed the cleaning freshman by the shoulder and pulled hard on the wig.

Sakuno cried out when she felt herself being swung around… then let out a piercing scream as the pain of her hair being pulled hard ran through her.

"Hey! Let her go!" Kaneda shouted as he leapt towards Sakuno.

"What the hell are you doing!" Yuuta roared as he ran at the bully pulling Sakuno's hair.

"What's going on, da-ne?" shouted a voice.

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"What's going on there?" Tomoko said aloud as she squinted. Kaidoh followed her gaze to see three guys standing belligerently in front of the St. Rudolph doubles specialist, Kaneda. An uneasy feeling filled him, so he started to walk faster. "Kaidoh-sempai?"

"Fssh, Osakada! Go find a teacher," Kaidoh hissed as he saw the four exchanged words. He started walking faster as he saw a silver haired guy reach over to Ryuzaki, swing her around to pull on her hair, making her scream. He broke into a heated run when he saw Yanagisawa and Kaneda reach for Ryuzaki while Fuji Yuuta leapt to tackle the silver haired bully who was pulling on Ryuzaki's hair, but was blocked by another guy with dark hair. Kaidoh saw Yanagisawa and Kaneda both go down in a matter of seconds when a red headed bully leapt into the fray and threw punches at the tennis players.

Leaping over the fence, Kaidoh raced towards the bully holding Ryuzaki-sensei's granddaughter hostage.

"Let go of her!" Kaidoh hissed as he brought up his fists and threw a punch that was blocked by a boy with red hair. "What kind of man are you?"

"Mind your own business!" snarled the other guy as he tackled the fierce looking teenager.

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"We're almost there," Fuji said cheerfully as he led Tezuka and Oishi towards the booth. His eyes widened as he saw four familiar figures running towards them. "Isn't that-"

"Eiji! Slow down! Why are you running?" Oishi called out. The second he did, he found himself being hugged by his doubles partner.

"Oi-shi! Nyah! Save me! Inui has a super-deluxe hyper remix juice!" Kikumaru cried out as he dived behind his doubles partner. He was soon followed by Momoshiro, Echizen and Kawamura with Inui strolling behind them.

Tezuka frowned at Inui. "What's going on?"

"They wanted to race to the booth," Inui said as he shoved his glasses up his nose. "And then Eiji declared that the loser would have to drink my juice on Monday. But why wait? I have some right here."

All the Seigaku regulars took another step back behind Fuji and Tezuka as Inui presented his thermos. Without looking at his fearful team, Tezuka said, "No, thank you Inui. You may put that away, we don't want to cause a scene."

The regulars sighed with relief as Inui started to put his thermos away. Kikumaru sighed, "That was dangerous, Nyah!"

"Che! If sempai didn't want to drink it, then sempai shouldn't have suggested it," Ryoma groused. "Ittai-Ittai!"

"You really didn't say that, did you, Ochibi?" Kikumaru said as he cheerfully pinched Echizen's cheeks. "Nyah?"

"Eiji, don't hurt him so much," Oishi admonished gently.

"Do you have to race to have some?" Fuji asked as he smiled at Inui. His smile grew bigger as the data player poured him a cup. Taking a huge swig, Fuji smiled. "That was refreshing."

"That was scary," everyone else thought as a dark cloud of fear hung over them.

"Well, let's go see how the tennis team is doing," Fuji said cheerfully. As they started again, a piercing scream went through the air.

"What the hell was that?" Momo shouted as he stopped to look around at where the scream was coming from. He looked down at Echizen who looked alarmed.

"It sounded like a scream," Kawamura said as he looked around. "Tezuka! Oishi! Fuji!"

"You guys stay back!" Oishi ordered as he looked at the team. "We'll take care of it!"

"Oishi! I'm coming too!" Kikumaru declared as he ran after his partner. "Everyone let's go and rescue the girl!"

"But who's screaming?" Echizen asked as he ran after his sempai-tachi. He had a really bad feeling- that scream somehow sounded familiar.

Inui adjusted his glasses as he looked ahead of him. "That was a female's scream. And it came from the general area ahead of us." He started running ahead. "There is a high probability that it was Ryuzaki screaming."

"What?" Momo shouted as he started after Inui-sempai.

"Nyah! Look- that's Oishi! And Tezuka! And Fuji!" Kikumaru shouted as he pointed straight ahead. He broke into a dead run with his teammates following him.

As they got closer, they saw Kaidoh come out of no where and leap over the fence to tackle the silver-haired person in a kimono who was pulling Ryuzaki's braid as she clutched at her head. But he was blocked by a red-headed person in a kimono. They barely missed Ryuzaki as she crumpled to the ground, clutching her head. Grabbing the other guy's collar, Kaidoh swung his opponent around, but the guy managed to get in a fist in his face.

In a blink of an eye, it seemed that everything exploded all at once. Tezuka leapt over the fence and had somehow managed to get the silver-haired kimono wearer to let go of Ryuzaki. When Tezuka was about to help Ryuzaki up, the silver-head gave out a roar and attempted to tackle Tezuka causing him to shove her away from him.

Fuji's face looked almost demonic as he flew at the boy who was about to punch Fuji Yuuta. Never had any of the regulars seen Fuji so furious and so bloodthirsty as he was at the moment Yuuta went down. While Oishi, he grabbed hold of Kaidoh's arms just as Kaidoh was about to deliver a punishing blow to his opponent.

"Echizen! Momo! You two help Ryuzaki!" Inui ordered as he leapt over the fence with Kawamura and Kikumaru.

With Echizen a second behind him, Momo raced toward the crying girl and scooped her into his arms, taking her well away from the fight, wincing as she screamed her lungs out the moment she felt his arms around her. He held on to her tightly as she struggled against his grip. "Take it easy, Ryuzaki! It's us! It's us! Momo-sempai! Momo-sempai!"

Sakuno stopped struggling to look at the person carrying her. "Momo-sempai?"

"Hai, hai," Momo said cautiously. "You okay, Ryuzaki?"

Sakuno stared at him then promptly burst into tears.

Echizen stared at Momo as Ryuzaki bawled her eyes out. "Momo-sempai! What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything!" Momo yelled back. "There, there! There there!" When she wouldn't stop, he looked at Echizen desperately. "Make her stop!"

"How do I make her stop?" Echizen yelled back just as desperately as he kept looking between her and Momo's desperate face. "You make her stop! Why should I make her stop?"

"I don't know how to make her stop!" Momo yelled back. He pulled his head back, uncertain what to do. "Besides she's your cheerleader, Echizen! Make her stop! Do some- Holy! Look at Buchou go!"

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The moment he cleared the fence, Kikumaru immediately grabbed Kaidoh's other arm before the boy could use it to punch out Oishi's lights. "No, no, Kaoru-chan! No punching your sempai!"

Stunned out of his anger, Kaidoh blushed, "Sempai!"

"Eiji!" Oishi cried out the second he made out who the red headed one was.

Kikumaru winked as he looked at Oishi. "Hoi, hoi! Bad Oishi! Getting into fights without me as back up! Naughty, naughty, Nyah!"

"Stop, Fujiko!" Kawamura shouted as he grabbed Fuji from behind and restrained him. The boy Fuji was fighting took the opportunity to try and come after Fuji. Kawamura quickly spun around, letting go of Fuji as he gave the boy a quick kick in the jaw, knocking him down.

The moment Kawamura let go of him, Fuji scrambled towards his semiconscious brother and shook him. "Yuuta? Are you all right, Yuuta? You're going to get a nasty shiner."

"I'm good, Aniki. I'm good," Yuuta said as he wiped his lip then winced slightly. He could feel his eye start to puff up. "Where's Sakuno? Is she all right?"

"Fuji, Yuuta-kun- are you both all right?" Kawamura demanded as he helped them up. "What happened?"

"Later, where's Sakuno?" Yuuta demanded as he looked around with his good eye.

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As they stood protectively around a bawling Ryuzaki, Echizen and Momo stared with nearly slacked jaws as Tezuka made quick work of his opponent with a couple of well placed hits. Inui shook his head as he looked at his friend. "That was quick, Tezuka."

"He was nothing," Tezuka shrugged as he glanced at Inui. "Where's Sakuno?" His lips thinned as he saw her in Momo's arms, crying her eyes out.

"Buchou is so cool," Momo breathed in awe as Echizen nodded. He froze when he saw that Tezuka's eyes suddenly were focused on him… no not him. They were on Ryuzaki-chan as she was still crying in his arms.

Frantic, he started rocking her. "It's okay, Ryuzaki-chan! It's all okay now, Ryuzaki-chan! Momo-sempai has you!"

Alarmed at the way that Momo-sempai was shaking the crying Ryuzaki all over the place, he grabbed the dunk smasher's arms to try and hold him still. "Momo-sempai! What are you doing? You're going to make Ryuzaki sick!"

"Gotta make her stop crying! Stop crying, Ryuzaki-chan!" Momo pleaded as he rocked her even more. "Please stop crying or else Buchou will kill me!"

"Momoshiro! Enough!" Tezuka barked as he strode closer to him and Echizen. "You're going to make Sa-chan sick!"

"Sakuno! Are you all right?" Yuuta demanded as he raced past Tezuka and to his brother's teammate. He gingerly took her from Momoshiro's arms. "Sakuno-chan?"

"Yuuta, is she all right?" Fuji demanded as he was just a step behind his brother with Kawamura next to him. "Is she hurt?"

"Sakuno!" Tomoko screamed as she ran towards her friend. She grabbed on to Yuuta-kun's arms to bringer her friend down. "Are you all right? Sakuno?"

"Yuuta-oniisan?" Sakuno whimpered as she moved her head. "Yuuta-oniisan!" She flung herself at Yuuta-oniisan's waist and started crying harder.

"It's okay, you're safe now," Yuuta said softly as he patted her back. "You're safe now." He looked at Tezuka, the man looked like he was ready to chew nails and spit them out. "Ano-"

"Is she all right?" Tezuka demanded soon as he was in hearing distance.

"I'll know as soon as she stops crying," Yuuta answered softly. He gave a small shrug. "Sometime, once she gets started-"

"It's hard to make her stop," Tezuka finished with a nod. "I know." He looked down and stroked her head as she buried her face into Yuuta's chest. "Sa-chan- Sa-chan, look at me."

Blindly, Sakuno pulled her face from Yuuta-oniisan's waist at tried to look up. "Mi-Miso-nii?"

"What the hell is going on here?" shouted a loud voice.

Author's note (5): This got too long as well. Oh well, to be continued in the next "Bazaar Situation". Plus, if you think that Tezuka is OC with with him fighting,he probably is. That's because Iread a scanlation of PoT 10.5 and I added it into here and in the next chapter, which I'm still writing and proofing. So please bear with me. I just figured that I'd get these two out before I added more pages to them. (Yes, I said pages.)