Understand or Face the Consequences!
Old Fiat
Disclaimer: Ummm… I do not own Prince of Tennis. I'm just a dork with TOOO much time on their hands and having loads of fun! C:
Notes: Come to think of it I don't really own this story idea… Also some of their lives are like how they are in my other story 'My Life' some of them aren't.
Summary: In an effort to make the team understand each other better Coach Ryuzaki and Inui send the regulars to some kinda wizard guy to make them understand each other better. RxR!
Currently Listening: Weird Al! I 3 WA! Also some Wings
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Chapter Two-
Kunimitsu woke up with his head under the covers and his head smashed against pillow. He reached over to grab his glasses, his eyes still shut, and his hand connected with something smallish and furry which proceeded to maul his hand. "Ouch!" his eyes opened to see he wouldn't need his glasses. It was perfectly clear in his…
Wait a minute-
"This isn't my room!" he jumped out of bed, clutching his scratched right hand. His voice was distinctly higher then it was normally. He spun around the room and suddenly his eyes connected with the full-length mirror on the closet door. "Oh my God…"
In the mirror was a person about two feet shorter than him with green-hazel-y eyes and green tinted black hair. No high-lights- No glasses- No growth spurt- No hazel eyes- No cool exterior- No total hot-not-child-like body- No Tezuka.
"I'm… Echizen," he said, looking at the mirror in a horrified way.
"Damn straight," said someone from the doorway.
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Ryoma heard a horrible alarm go off.
Buzz-Buzz-Buzz-Buzz
Ryoma stuck out his hand to turn it to snooze but someone grabbed it.
"Come on Kuni," said a grown woman's voice. "Get up."
Ryoma opened his eyes to a world of fuzz and blur. Man, my eyesight sucks. Wait… Since when was my room blue? Though the blur and fuzz he could tell the walls were blue. He hit the alarm on the clock and his hand connected with a pair of thin wire glasses, he shoved them on to his face and looked around the room.
The walls (as he thought) were a light blue, judging by the border with the cookie monster on it the room hadn't been redone since it was a baby nursery. Ryoma looked up at the woman talking to him.
She had long blonde hair that was pulled up into a messy pony-tail, hazel eyes and skin the color of apricot yogurt. She nudged him. "Get up Kuni! You're going to miss school."
Ryoma wrenched himself out of the bed. "Look lady, my name isn't Kuni, it's…" he trailed off.
He was taller then the woman (and she was pretty tall) and he noticed that the strands of messy, bed-head hair that fell in his eyes were sandy colored. His voice was manly and deep and that bed was for someone much taller than him.
"Would you like to call me mom today Kuni?" she raised an eyebrow. "Or is Kuni not your name anymore?"
"See you, mom. Be out in a moment."
She walked out of the room.
Ryoma looked in the mirror above the dresser. "Cool…"
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Hello Kitty! Play with us today!
Oishi groaned as the Hello Kitty theme continued to come from the alarm clock. He looked at the time. "6:45!" Oishi usually woke up at 5:15. His voice sounded very obnoxious, not like his at all. He looked around the room. "This is Eiji's room…" He brushed the red locks of hair out of his face with out thinking until he noticed that they were falling in his face and that they were red. He knew Eiji's room well enough that he knew where everything was in there.
He went to the closet and found that he didn't really know Eiji's room that well. Oishi supposed the mirror had been taken out when they had fought. Did that book he'd thrown break it?
He went to the bathroom. "Oh dang." He looked at those dark green eyes. He hadn't thought it would actually work. Coach Ryuzaki and Inui would pay for what happened, so would Eiji for getting him into this mess.
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Eiji woke up to an old fashioned alarm clock ringing continuously right next to his head. He sat up and blinked while studying it for a snooze button. Finally he hit it and got out of bed. He rubbed his head. "I have no hair and I'm in Shuichiro's room. Cool."
He opened one of the drawers, took out some underwear and took a shower.
As he was getting in he saw his reflection. "I am Shuichiro. Cool." He only realized the situation until he had gotten out.
NOT COOL! Screamed his thoughts as he brushed his teeth and choked on the toothpaste. YOU DON'T EVEN GET HAIR!
"Oh my Gosh! You're right," said Eiji to his brain. "This is terrible!"
A little girl walked into the room. Eiji gasped but it was only Oishi's little sister, Mae. "What are you doing? Did you go crazy?"
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It was dark under the covers in Kaoru's room, but Kaoru was not the one under the covers… in theory.
Momo stared at the alarm clock in terror. His face SHOULD'VE BEEN reflected in the glass I'm… Kaido… A young boy came into the room.
"Get up! You lazy slob!" he said, Momo could understand what he said, but It didn't sound like Japanese. He didn't know what to say to the boy so he decided to go with what he knew:
"F--- off," he said, sticking his head under the covers.
Hazue gasped. "I'M TELLING MAMA!"
"Go nuts," Momo slid out of bed. He was in Viper's room, which, for the record, smelled like sweaty feet, or yogurt. He looked at his arms in disgust, and then sniffed under his armpits. "GAH!" he gagged, it smelled toxic, he wondered if Kaido smashed garlic there and it was hairier down there then any human should be ALL OVER THEIR BODY! He looked grudgingly at the back-bencher. Geez, Kaido seemed to work out a lot in here judging by the amount of equipment and stench. It was clean though. He spied a diary sitting on the desk which was the messiest part of the room.
"Ho ho, fshuuuuu…" he got up. His voice was much deeper now, he was an actor so he knew how hard it was to adjust to a new voice but adjusting to a voice that you weren't even trying to do was strange.
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Kaoru opened his eyes slowly as the radio came from the electronic alarm clock. "Sugar we're going down swinging…" He looked at it, NOT MY CLOCK! Screamed his brains.
"Yeh," said Kaoru aloud in agreement. "My clock is blue."
A little girl came, she was no older than two and looked at him with big blue eyes, and then a little boy who was about six came in and flopped on to the bed. "Takeshi wake up! Miss Emily says you have to come or you'll miss breakfast."
Kaoru sat up and looked around the room. On the desk were several fancy computers and on the walls were many photos of various actors all signed to Momo and once he opened the door to the closet he would see it was huge. There were tons of different gadgets (iPods and the like) and other things that looked rather expensive.
"Hey!" he got up; his parents had redone his room and got him new siblings. Sweet! He looked at them. "What are your names?"
The boy raised an eyebrow. "I think you've gone daft, Takeshi. My name is Ryusuke and this is your little sister Ami."
Kaoru's eyebrow furrowed. Why were these kids calling him Takeshi? He now opened the closet door. At the end of what seemed like a hallway filled with clothes stood Momo reflected in the three-way mirror.
"Whoa…"
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'Allo. Okay, I know I didn't do Shusuke and Taka but this chapter was getting WAAAAAAYYYYY too long (3 pages!) and I wanted to update ASAP.
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-Old Fiat s. Italy
