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Nanjiro was staring at the clouds. "Where is that brat?" He was tired of waiting for his son to return home. He wanted a match and he wanted it fast. He sighed. Every day he had to wait for that brat to come home before he got a match. He had to wait even longer now because they had to go to the tennis courts.

Ryoma had used some sort of weird shot and partly destroyed the tennis court so until it was fixed they had to go to a different one.

"Taidama."

"Seishonen! Let's have a match."

Ryoma sighed he was tired and in no mood to have a tennis match. "No."

"No?" His father asked surprised.

"No."

"Are you ill or something?"

"No." Ryoma said walking to his room.

Nanjiro was to say not the least bit pleased. He wanted to play tennis. He slammed the door to his son's room open only to find the boy fast asleep. He sighed and walked down with a scowl on his face.

"Is something the matter dear?" Rinko asked with her ever smiling face.

"That brat is sleeping and won't have a tennis match with me."

"Well he's busy right now. He has a tournament coming up so he practices a lot and he has been studying for a test the past few days. He has a lot of homework." Nananko said thoughtful.

Nanjiro looked at her. "How do you know?"

"I sometimes bring him snacks while he's studying and he was reviewing his French test this morning."

Rinko sighed. "Maybe he should take a day of school. I think he's too busy."

Nanjiro nodded fiercely. "He's way too busy."

Nanako watched this scene curiously and slightly amused.

"Then it's decided he won't go to school tomorrow."

Ryoma didn't wake up till it was the next day. When he did wake up he reached for his clothes still partly sleeping and got dressed ready to get to school. He walked down the stairs and slumped down at the breakfast table. He ate some of the Japanese breakfast without actually tasting it.

"Ryoma-kun why are you up already?" Nanako asked surprised.

"School."

"But I thought Oji-san and Oba-san decided you would stay home today."

Ryoma looked at her with sleepy eyes. "I can't we have an important research thingy during biology. And during homeroom we would get new places and I want to decide where I sit for once."

Nanako nodded. "I understand."

"That's not all we have a test during English class. We would get the line up during tennis practice. We would start with a new trainings schedule. I can't stay home today!" Ryoma whined.

Nanjiro chose this moment to walk in the room. "You're up early, brat."

"I have to go or I'll be late." Nanako said as she grabbed her bag. "See you this afternoon."

Nanjiro pulled Ryoma away from his breakfast and pulled him towards the car.

"Where are we going baka oyaji?"

"The tennis courts." Nanjiro said happily as he closed the car doors and sped off.

Ryoma was clearly not pleased he was yelling and cursing at his stupid father and let his anger get the better of him in a tennis match. He hit the balls with such force he destroyed more racquets than can be fixed in a day.

Nanjiro whined that it was no fun at all. "Shounen, why are you being so mean?"

"I had to go to school today."

"No you didn't have to."

Ryoma hit another fast ball to show just what he thought about it.

Nanjiro noticed he was sore after his matches with Ryoma and that was only a small part of the hell he was going through.

"He was tired you can't just pull him out to play tennis! He had to rest!" Rinko screeched. She had been screaming at Nanjiro for the past half an hour.

The phone ringed disturbing their conversation.

Ryoma answered the phone. "Yes." He said bored. "My father wanted me to." A short silence and then: "Yes." Ryoma smirked as he handed the phone to Nanjiro."My teacher." He said smiling.

Nanjiro only willing to escape his wife's tirade ran to the phone.

"Am I speaking to the father of Echizen Ryoma."

"Yes."

"How could you let your son stay home at such an important day? He has a lot of work to catch up to now! He'll have to redo the English test before the end of next week. His Biology work has to be finished the day after tomorrow and he hasn't done the test."

Nanjiro held the phone away from his ear and let the teacher rant. After another ten minutes he hung up.

Not even ten minutes later the phone ringed again.

"Nanjiro speaking."

"Can I speak to Ryoma."

"Yes." Nanjiro said happy that people wouldn't be screaming at him for once. "Shounen it's for you."

Ryoma took the phone and listened. "Buchou."

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"It isn't my fault. I tried to come I swear."

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"My father kept me from going to school."

The next thing was said so clearly everyone in the room could hear it. "That's irresponsible. Doesn't he know how important an education is?"

Nanjiro cringed.

"I'm sorry Buchou. I'll make sure I'm there tomorrow." With that Ryoma ended the phone call. "Geez, dad. All the trouble because you wanted to play a match."

The phone rang once again.

Timidly Nanjiro lifted up the horn.

Ryuuzaki yelled at him through the phone.

Nanjiro sighed. Never would he keep his son away from school again.

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