A/N: Crappy as always, Un-betaed.
Summary: A little interruption at practice.
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Tenshi
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Chapter 3
After the Golden Pair related their findings to the other Regulars the next day, their reactions varied to an extreme extent. Both Momo and Kaidoh twitched a bit. Inui simply jotted it down. Fuji and Echizen closely examined the pair of panties in the bag. Taka cocked in his head in pure confusion. Did he miss something somewhere along the line?
"These are really cute, you know," Fuji replied, finding the snapshots in the bags. "You really have to wonder if Tezuka-buchou really looks like that."
Everyone shuddered. Would 'cute' even be the right word to describe those pictures?
"These haven't even been used," Echizen commented, pointing out the tag on the undergarment. "Are you sure you found these here?"
Kaidoh remained utterly speechless. Even the little prodigy was acting indecent. Maybe there was a reason why the first to syllables of his name essentially say 'ecchi.'
Before anything progressive could be said, the subject of the matter walked straight into the locker room. "Everyone onto the court—what is that?" He eyed the bag and panties in the freshman's hands.
"I found it, Buchou. There are some interesting pictures; would you like to see them?" Momo quickly shut the kid up and dragged him outside. Sometimes the little prodigy was a little too blunt.
"Pay no attention to him," Momo tried to laugh off. "We'll put it back where it was before."
All Regulars dashed out of there, sans Taka and Fuji, who cleaned up the items and slid the bad back to place. "Those are really nice pictures, Tezuka," Fuji whispered to his captain as he passed him, "please; you have to look at them."
Tezuka coughed, appearing as if his eyes were popping out.
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Practice went along as usual, although it was incredibly quiet among the Regulars. Each began devising a plan to unravel the identity of the mystery girl. With the number of clues they had so far, it would be a miracle if they could figure it out at this point.
Inui became heavily distracted by this, having faulted four times while playing a second year. By the time he managed to hit a fair ball, it was returned straight to his head. The data player fell over, hitting his head on the ground. His last words before losing consciousness: "ii data."
Kaidoh and Fuji simply dragged Inui by the ankles down to the nurse's office. Fuji did not want to exert that much effort for Inui. Kaidoh refused to display a compassionate side, even for Inui's sake. As much as it pained him to do this to his sempai, he made an effort to appear as sadistic as Fuji was. Everyone knew that as much of a saint Fuji appeared to be, he was the devil reincarnate.
Everything from that point should have been normal from that point; however, Tezuka was called up by Ryuuzaki and left practice. Oishi, once again was left in charge.
Other than Horio being hit by the ball by an insane number of balls, nothing was out of the ordinary. Well, Horio being hit may have just been a normal thing for him.
Kaidoh returned, only muttering that Fuji was called up by the art teacher for some strange incident in the classroom. "Something to do with paint and feathers…fshh…"
"What should we do about this?" Momo whispered to Oishi and Eiji. "I thought that if we could just go over to Buchou's home and asked his parents, they'll know something."
"Or we could just be branded as nosy brats who can't mind their own business," Echizen commented behind the three.
"What if we—"
"Tezuka-buchou has the power to give us laps and make us do extra practices 'if necessary.' It's not worth it."
"BURNING!" Then, Taka, with his super-burning power, slams a drive over to the gate, nearly decapitating the people nearby.
"Ore-sama does not appreciate being attacked," Atobe pointed out as he waltzed right in to the Seigaku tennis courts. The tennis ball Taka had hit made a nice dent in the wire fence next to him. "Ore-sama has heard that my beloved Tezuka has been dating an angelic-looking tramp of a girl. What does this girl have that attracts my beloved?"
"And people don't see how Atobe is gay?" Eiji whispered to Oishi.
"Eiji!" Oishi whispered back, although, he had a difficult time trying to counter that statement.
"Fshh," Kaidoh hissed at the Hyotei arrivals. Atobe was accompanied by Kabaji, as always. Kaidoh was surprised that the Hyotei captain wasn't being carried in a palanquin or something of the like. With the way that Atobe acts, it would have been thought that coming to such Spartan tennis courts would be degrading and completely below him.
Around this time, Fuji snuck up behind Atobe and gave him a great scare, "Hello, what brings you here today?" Fuji smiled at the other innocently, as if nothing was wrong. Atobe jumping ten feet into the air was apparently nothing out of the ordinary. Kabaji being tied up and gagged also wasn't Fuji's fault, apparently.
"Monkey king wants to talk to his beloved Tezuka-buchou," Echizen mocked, pointing his racquet at Atobe.
"Oh, I saw him kissing this cute girl in the locker room when I passed by it. I think he's stil—" The Regulars were already gone as well as Atobe and Kabaji. The latter was hopping behind the pack rushing towards the locker room.
Just as they arrive, Tezuka had just opened the door of the locker room to exit. He was flustered and out of breath, completely red. His shirt was torn and stretched, revealing the sweat-drenched skin underneath. On top of that, his glasses were missing. Tezuka had little to no time to compose himself by the time everyone gathered.
"Well, how do you explain yourself?" Atobe demanded. At the edge of the group, Echizen smirked; it would be interesting to here his answer.
"I…ran a few laps…and tripped."
"Why are in the locker room, then?"
"I just went back to get a change of clothes." Tezuka said that with such straight face, it would be hard not to believe him.
Then Atobe stepped forward, clasping the other's hand. He looked Tezuka straight in the eye in a desperate yet composed manner. "Just tell me, ore-sama, who is this girl that you're seeing?"
"I don't have a girlfriend." Tezuka pulled his hand away. The glare he bestowed on the entire group shut them up. He glanced over at Atobe and pointed out, "Last time I checked, weren't you trying to rape that narcoleptic boy on your team?"
That sent Atobe flying home with Kabaji running—hopping—after him.
No one except Fuji knew how Tezuka knew that. The rest of the Regulars assumed that Tezuka had just enough blackmail material for all the members except Fuji. All of the Regulars, sans Fuji backed away. Tezuka was frightening at times, but Fuji was scary all the time.
But will this be used to their advantage to uncover the biggest crisis at Seigaku since the breakup of the Golden Pair?
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This needs some serious work. I sidetracked from the original plotline and that's probably why it's longer than it's supposed to be. But knowing some of the people who have been reading my fics lately, this might be a good thing. Next chapter should be the last one if I wrap it up nicely.