A/N: Many, many, many thanks to Tora Macaw and liverlyroses for back-up squad suggestions and to xPhoenix.Returnx and shiki1696 for help with Oishi's codename. Sorry I could only choose one, you guys just exploded my brain with ideas! And of course, much love to everybody else who reviews/favs/alerts me. Anyone got an idea for a better summary?

Chapter Seven – Plotting Things

A dark room, a shady figure. The Mission: Impossible theme began to play. He pulled his cell phone out and answered it. "What d'you need?"

"This is Keeper," said a crackly voice. "Seigaku needs some serious help. Everything's gone out of control."

"Gotcha. We'll be over as soon as we can. Any special equipment?"

"Not unless you have a few spare tranquilizers lying around."

"Sorry, no can do. Boxy took all the ones I had to knock out his teammates. Be there in thirty minutes, tops. Lucky out." The cell phone snapped shut and let out a sigh of contentment. "Finally, some action. Time to call the team in."

"So, what's your plan of revenge, Tezuka?" Fuji asked as he skipped along the underground passageway. "We'll help in any way." Inui nodded. "But first things first. Do you really eat books?"

Tezuka glanced over at the smiling genius. He waved a hand and Fuji disappeared, banished to some other place which shall not be named so I can decide it later as an important plot point. Tezuka then looked over at Inui. He took the hint and kept his mouth shut.

"What are the locations of the rest of the team?" Tezuka asked as they kept on walking.

"Eiji, Kaidoh, and Taka are all at home, Oishi is with Momo, and Echizen is M-I-A." Inui glanced at his watch. What on earth were their families thinking?

In the homes of all the tennis players, parents are thinking, 'Why does tennis go on so late?' Not too bright.

"Find out where Echizen is and meet me in the Control Room." Tezuka swept off towards said Control Room to put his Master Plan into action. Inui was left wondering just how to get out of the maze of hallways and rooms.

"I can and will hurt you if you do not let me go this instant," Fuji said simply to the nameless figure currently hugging him. They were on Seigaku's tennis courts, Fuji having successfully escaped from the important plot point place that shall later be named.

The person let go. "But…But Fuji-senpai! I thought we were teammates and teammates are supposed to be best friends!"

"Echizen?"

"Hi, Fuji-senpai!" Ryoma chirped with a smile. A very creepy, not-smirking smile. "Oh, that's right! I've got to take you someplace, come on!" Ryoma started to drag Fuji away.

"What? No, Echizen! What's wrong with you?" Fuji asked, yanking his wrist out of Ryoma's grip. "Why…Why are you all cheerful?"

"Tachibana-san's team helped me! They all work together so well! Why doesn't our team all cooperate? Then we'd be even better at tennis!" Ryoma tried to drag Fuji again. "Come on, I'll show you!"

Fuji pulled himself away again. This was so…un-Echizen-like. He couldn't let himself get brain-washed as well. Then he might become…like this monster. For good measure, Fuji knocked Ryoma out (he knows kung-fu, of course) and tried to find a way back into that underground labyrinth. Instead of finding a way in, he found something more interesting: intruders.

He smiled evilly. Finally a chance to test the traps.

"Come on, Momo. Only a little bit further," Oishi told the lump he was dragging.

"I…I can't do it," Momo cried. "Go…Go on with out me! Tell…I…" Momo fainted, leaving Oishi to lug him out of the place.

"When this is over…" Oishi huffed, "We're all…Going to sit down…And make sure…This never happens again." He finally dragged Momo out into the locker room and just left him there on a bench. "Where are they? I thought he said they'd be here in thirty minutes."

Oishi took a peek around outside. On the ground, four people were hog-tied and Fuji was standing over them laughing maniacally. Oishi sighed. Figures. He opened the clubhouse door (that magically got repaired between the time Momo broke it down a couple of chapter ago and now) some more and stepped outside as Fuji stopped his laughter and just smiled innocently.

"Why hello, Oishi. Fancy seeing you here." Nonchalant as always, Fuji said it as if it wasn't the middle of the night and he hadn't just terrorized the poor sap back in the clubhouse and he wasn't just seen cruelly taunting the four captured people. Yeah…Oishi wasn't buying it either.

Oishi just slowly massaged his head. Really, what was wrong with people these days? Last year's Regular team didn't have this many problems. Was it Echizen's fault for coming in and messing up the hierarchy? He shook it all to the back of his mind and focused on Fuji's still, creepily, smiling face.

"I don't want to know what happened. Just let these four go and please, go home." Hopefully Fuji would go home and at least some of the chaoticness would die down. Of course, it didn't bode well if the back-up squad had already been captured…

Frowning slightly, Fuji let the four go. "You know, I could stay around and help."

"No!" was the instant cry of five voices. The back-up squad just whistled innocently. They'd all heard the rumors.

Oishi gently explained that no Fuji-assistance was necessary. "But of course," Oishi continued as Fuji's frown grew deeper, "We could always use an extra hand."

The grin returned. "Then let's see who's decided to sneak onto our courts!" Fuji pushed the back-up squad under a light revealing the four figures to be…DUN DUN DUN!!!!

After years and years, or maybe it was just some amount of minutes that seemed like years and years, Inui finally found his way out of the deathtrap and right into Ryuzaki's office. Now this confused him greatly considering he came out of a filing cabinet that, last time he checked, was a filing cabinet and not a secret door.

Marking it down in his notebook for later inspection, Inui glanced out the window and happened to watch the previous scenes unfold. Mystery of Echizen solved, (though he was acting strangely,) he headed back into the underground shelter. Only problem, the filing cabinet had turned back into a filing cabinet.

Inside Inui's head, little chibi Inui's were frantically running around trying to figure out what on earth was happening. A few, sadly, overloaded and exploded.

Back in the real world, Inui continued to violently twitch.


Safely at home, Kaidoh tossed and turned in his bed, trying to fall asleep. Something just wasn't right. No, there was nothing more he had to do. He had been gone through enough over the past few days, everyone else could handle it. But still…

Tons of these kinds of bouncy thoughts plagued Kaidoh so he didn't notice the chloroformed rag being smushed into his face. He just seems to be having the worst of luck.

DUN DUN DUN!!!!

Since this author does not wish to stretch this on any longer, the back-up squad will be now be revealed. Four brave members of Yamabuki's tennis. First up, Sengoku Kiyosumi, the leader of this bunch! He's brave, handsome, charismatic, and ever so popular with the ladies. And his sidekicks. But who cares about them.

"Hey!" shouted two of the "sidekicks" at Sengoku who had stolen the narration microphone. "We have names you know!"

"Fine, fine." Sengoku made a show of being all dramatic again. "Presenting munchkin Dan Taichi and the Jimmies!" There was much face-planting especially since they almost sounded like a band.

"He's never going to respect us," cried Jimmie number one, "And I'm the captain. Shouldn't that count for something?" Jimmie number two agreed with a sigh. Dan was the only one still acting semi-professionally. Of course, he had yet to get rid of that bandana and we all know what happens with that.

Oishi just decided to take what had been given to him. "I'm not even going to try to explain what's been happening here. We need to get to Tezuka and take him down while rounding up any loose players." Sengoku nodded. Seemed simple enough compared to the fiasco at Hyotei a couple days ago.

"Wait…Tezuka-san's the one on a rampage?" Dan asked, joining in since he never really said anything. A solemn nod. "Then we have to go now! After a certain amount of time, captains fall under the jurisdiction of…them."

"Right!" shouted Sengoku as he jumped out. "Move out!"

Down in the deep, dark pit, Tezuka was perfecting his Master Plan. Just a few more days, then everything would be ready to set in motion. The countdown on the giant monitor of the Control Room slowly ticked down. "78:22:13"

Will Tezuka be stopped? And what's this mention of a Master Plan? Why is Kaidoh still being picked on? Is Yamabuki even capable of helping? Why is Oishi left as the only sane one? Will this day ever end? You won't find out the answers to any of these questions in the next chapter of…

Eating Books!

A/N: The count down numbers mean nothing other than hours:minutes:seconds. I want to know of any and all confusion and mistakes. I really won't mind if you point them out.

Oh, and who's them? You do know this whole thing is being made up as I go along, right? That's what makes it so crazy! Still trying to end this forever day by next chapter.