Author's Note: heyo again :D. yeeeey I have reviewers -huggles you all-. I lavv you all!. You have just made karennn's day very happy :). lavv. Thank yoohs for reading.

Demonic0011, sorry if I you didn't understand ToT. The main character (the one who's talking) is Aoi, well, Aoi Miyanami to be exact XD. She's an original character.Tomoko isn't nararating the story (I don't like her character much so I don't think I'll be adding her in ;o;).

This chapter was quickly done so I wasn't able to proofread it much. Hope it still turned out well /. So hm, I guess that should be it :). N-joy :3.

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis or any of its' characters (though I love it) :). I do own Aoi and storyline :D.

Reference:
Itai - Ow. or ouch.
Mada mada dane - Something Ryoma tends to say XD.
Gomen - Sorry.
Sensei - teacher.
-sound-. - To emphasize sounds like, "CRASH".

CHAPTERTWO: Signs and Cleaning Duties.

I woke up this morning and found myself clutching to my sheets desperately. I'd have to play that dumb tennis in the afternoon, and stay even later to finish up school duties (my turn to be Mr. Janitor). Well, that's great! There goes a good two hours of my time! And if my mood wasn't depressing enough, I got a call early from Sakuno.

Too lazy to answer, I let the answering machine handle her.

- Hello, it's Aoi! I'm not in at the moment, please leave a message after the beep! - beeeeeeep.

- "Aoi, It's Sakuno! Sorry to call early in the morning, but I just wanted to let you know our first tennis practise will actually be this morning -"

I grunted and banged my head into my pillow. While she continued talking, I took a glance at my alarm clock.

- "..at 6:00am-"

Whatta coincidence.

- "..Which is now actually. Sorry I couldn't call earlier. I had to wait for grandma to finish her call. She only informed me a few minutes earlier. Well, I'm off to Seigaku now for practise. I'll tell the senpais you might be a bit late, if you can make it, or that your busy. I'll see you at school then! "

- beeeeeeeep-

My morning, as you can see, wasn't very ideal for me.

Oddly, it was like a warning that the rest of my day wouldn't be that fancy either. But being my idiotic self, I didn't listen to that warning. I'd have to pay a price for it later on.

The first follow-up to this bad aura type of thing was tennis practise. Though it was sudden notice, I rushed to school and managed to arrive at about 6:15 (Yees, I didn't take a bath this morning, which was a stupid thing to do).

"You made it!" Sakuno exclaimed at the courts. "I didn't think you'd get my message!"

I groggily played with the strings of my racket. Continously pulling on a certain one, I replied, "Haha noo I got it. I rushed over right away. But I'm still kinda sleepy."

She pouted. "You should sleep earlier. 2:00am isn't the time to be playing video games."

I sheepishly stuck my tongue out at her. She was probably right.

Strangely, the string I continued to pull on loosened itself after every tug. It was all too quick for me too see, but the string suddenly snapped and whipped at my leg. All I remembered was feeling a searing pain rip into my thigh.

"AACK!" My body threw itself back, and I anchored into the floor.

Sakuno gasped and started to panic. "Eh? Aoi? Aoi! Somebody help!"

And well, that was problem number one. Yeeepp, you can bet that injury hurt like hell all over again. Luckily though, it died out after a few hours. And I ended up missing the first two periods in school, which was an awesome bonus for me.

Kawamura-senpai (An upperclassman I met today) carried me up two flights of stairs and into the nurse's office. He happened to be at the scene, and panicked, which I found weird since I didn't even know him. He was a nice guy, though, and talked me through the aftermath of my injury.

"Itai! I-tai, tai tai taaaaai.. It stings," I admitted.

My eyes strayed from looking at it. It was a trouble enough to feel the alchohol sink into my skin. The nurse blowed air into the wound every so and then, which was another killer.

"Are you all right?" he asked, worriedly. That was a phrase he asked commonly, I learned. I nodded at him, who sat uncomfortably on the stool across from me.

"You don't have to look if it makes you nauseous," I said. "I can't thank you enough for carrying me up here."

He shook his head. "Ah, no need to thank me! It would've been rude of me not to."

It was hard to smile with something constantly picking at my thigh.

He left when the morning bells rang, and I asked him to tell Sakuno I was all right, if and when he saw her. The school nurse, which was well-trained actually, gave me loathsome stitches after. It took one period to do, then another period for rest.

Walking wasn't as bad as my imagination, either.

When I thought I had everything planned, rotten luck hit me again at fourth period.

It was during science class, when we were disecting this nasty pig stuff. Sakuno, Echizen and I were grouped by sensei, and each of us had our own assigned duties.

Echizen - Notes.
Sakuno - Observations.

And. Well, that left me with the disecting job.

"Fun fun fun," I commented, sarcastic-ness in my voice dripping. My nose cringed as I lightly tapped the spoiled animal.

"You actually have to touch that?" Ryoma asked.

"Please don't make it sound as bad as it seems. My day's been horrible already," I sighed.

"Oh yeah, you hurt yourself right?" he pressed on.

"Who told you that? Heck yeah, I got hurt, but I didn't hurt myself. It was that stupid racket." I started to untie the ropes that held the dead pig together. "Where'd Sakuno disappear off to anyway?"

"Washroom," he replied, nonchalantly. "Where'd you buy your racket?"

"Garage Sale."

"..Mada mada dane."

I turned to face him and raised an eyebrow lazily. "Mada who?"

"The strings were loosened. You should get a new one, the one you have right now is hopeless. Don't you know anything?"

I twitched and decided to ignore him. Stupid Echizen.. if not for Sakuno, I would have probably sat on him right now. Frustruatedly, I ripped at the pigs' legs. "Ughh!" we commented, hearing its bones crack in the process.

"It stinks," he muttered.

The liquid, that was smothered over the animal, spit onto our lab coats, the tables and the floor. I had a sudden urge of racing into the washroom.

"Ryoma-kun! Aoi!" Sakuno popped up from behind. "Sorry I'm late, I was in the wa-"

-sliiiippp!-

She slid over the pig fluid and flew straight into me. We yelped as we tumbled into the floor together..

With the pig.

"RYUZAKI-SAN! MIYANAMI-SAN!" the teacher boomed at us. "What're you two doing? Stop fooling around with the project and get that mess cleaned immediately!"

Mutters and stares dashed our way. I sniffled. I was damp, the stupid animal was cringing at my lap, and the gash on my thigh sizzled as the liquid flowed onto it. And I was having a horrible, horrible day.

"Mada mada dane."

I threw the pig at Ryoma.

And that was problem number two of my amazing day. Then for the final and most awaited, problem number three! Which was the worst of them all.

It was between evening and night, where most of the school cleared up already. The skies were already streaking violet rays by this time, and the clouds gave off some signs of rainfall.

Sakuno and I were assigned to clean up duties for the week, so we decided on splitting it. She'd clean the bottom floor (which was always the messiest) and I'd do the top two floors (which were fairly clean for the most part). I was already feeling sticky and dirty by now, and wished that I took a quick bath in the morning instead of just rushing off to school.

It was around mopping the floors I started to get really lazy. It got to the point I strolled into the nearest classroom to take a smaaaall break. Just a few minutes, I was sure that it wouldn't hurt.

How could a clueless girl like me know it was the road to another dilemma?

Normally, the only ones in the school right now would be Sakuno and I, and some random teachers who decided to finish things up for no particular reason. Instead, I opened the door to find a boy cuddling himself, head resting on desk and quietly snoozing. I dropped the bucket carefully, and tilted the mop to rest on a desk.

I watched for a while and narrowed down the possibilities. 'Oh,' I thought. 'He must have overslept.'

The boy winced, but it didn't disturb the peaceful look on his face. 'Nnn..' he mumbled.

Quietly laughing, I started to tip-toe out of the classroom. It was stupid of me to forget I last left the bucket to sit near my feet.

-CLANKK!-

"...Hmm?" his eyes opened to half-lids.

-CRASHH!-

Ohhh shieeeeeeeeet!

-SPLAAASH!-

I squeezed my eyes shut as the dirty water flooded over the floors. 'Stupid Bucket!' I cursed under my breath.

"Ah-" exclaimed the boy, which I realized was an upperclassman when he rose to his feet. "Are you all right there?"

I must've looked like a complete nerd! Scrambling to get up, I started to say, "Oh, gomen senpai! I'm all ri-"

And the bucket decided to strike it's misfortunes again. My feet were tangled into it, don't ask me how. Nervous and anxious, I tried to kick it off me, but it only threw me off balance even more.

Then there was the fall. You know, the typical fall in your 'boy love girl' story, except this time, his catch didn't exactly work out as planned, and we both pummeled into the floor. Oh, and also, my thigh crashed into the edge of a desk, and it started to burn again. Oh, and did I mention too, my arm elbowed straight into his face?

I wouldn't be surprised if it had left a bruise.

"SORRY!" I cried. "Sorry sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" It was an automatic reflex to rise again, but for some eerie reason, my body refused to move. I guess the fatigue-ness really caught up to me. It just felt like dead skins and bones, and a messed up brain working together.

Sakuno suddenly rampaged in with worry. "Aoi!" she asked, followed shortly by a, "Eh? Fuji-senpai too!"

I mentally slapped myself in the forehead.

The day couldn't get any worse.

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A/N: btw, one last thing 8. Is it "Shuusuke" or "Syuusuke"? because I see it written both ways ;o;. Sorreeeey ;o;

Can you tell I got lazy in the end?. X).