Title: Class Rosters
Disclaimer:
I don't own Prince of Tennis.


"Hikari! Hikari! Hikari! Hikari!" a voice called out in the darkness.

"Five more minutes," she groaned, burying herself deeper into the covers.

"Hikari! It's 6:45 already!" the same voice called.

Hikari's eyes snapped open and in front of her was Haruki, her little brother/personal alarm clock.

"Huh?" she grunted.

Haruki shook his head and pointed at Hikari's hello kitty wall clock.

Hikari looked up at the clock, "Oh, it is 6:45."

Haruki slapped his forehead, "You should really start getting up earlier Kari-Neesan."

"Why?" Hikari said, "It's not like I wear make up or do anything with my hair."

Haruki rolled his dark brown eyes, "You are so weird."

"And that's why you love me," Hikari smiled, "Now are you going to get off my bed?"

When she finished brushing her hair and changing into her uniform it was 7:00 and she was lucky that she had to be out of the house by 7:30, leaving her enough time to eat breakfast. As she climbed down the stairs she could instantly hear her Mother, Jennifer, tutting in disapproval. "That long fringe of yours is going to affect your eyesight one day," she said, coming forward to pin it back.

"Aw Mum it's just hair," she protested.

Her Mother sighed, "You have beautiful eyes, why hide them?"

Haruki and Hikari both had the same dark brown eyes, but that was where the similarities between the two ended. Haruki took after their Mother, having the same wavy, honey-blonde hair, thin lips and pointed noses. Hikari noticed an empty seat at the table.

Her Mother glanced towards it, "Your Father wasn't able to make his flight as it was overbooked."

"Oh," Hikari mumbled, her Father was an engineer who worked abroad in America. She scrunched up her nose at the scent of fried eggs, personally she didn't like western style breakfasts, but they were tolerable.


Tezuka paused to catch his breath after his morning jog. He looked down at his watch, it was 6:00, he had plenty of time to get ready and eat breakfast. "Tadaima," he called out as he removed his shoes and entered his house.

"Oh, you're back," his Mother, Ayane, smiled, "Now come into the kitchen, your breakfast's ready."

He walked in to find his Father and Grandparents already seated.

"Itadakimasu," the family chorused before eating.

As soon as he was ready he got out of the house and started walking to the bus stop.


Hikari pulled the brightly colored barrettes from her hair, allowing it to fall over her eyes. She was lucky the school was within walking distance so she wouldn't have to pay a bus fee. She looked up to find Ai waiting for her by the gate.

"Hikari! Guess what?" the brunette squealed.

"What?" she asked.

"We're in the same class, 3-1!" Ai answered excitedly.

Hikari smiled, "That's good."

Ai held Hikari's hand in her own, "Well let's go."


Tezuka looked through the seats on the bus, looking for Oishi. As soon as he found the green-eyed boy he made a beeline for the empty seat beside him.

"Morning Tezuka," Oishi greeted him.

"Morning," he replied, taking his seat.

"So how do you think the class roster will be set up?" Oishi asked.

"I don't know," Tezuka answered.

Oishi smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, well I just hope that we can stick together this year, since it's going to be our last."

"Ah," he muttered, thinking back to his conversation with Inui.

"And this year there's the Prom, I'm not sure who I'll ask," Oishi said, "Are you thinking of taking anyone?"

"Not really," he answered.

"Oh," Oishi mumbled, "Well, I was kind of thinking about asking Ai Mitsuoka."

"Who's she?" Tezuka asked.

Oishi rolled his eyes, "You really don't' see anything beyond tennis do you."

Tezuka looked down at his feet, "Yeah, well, it's my main focus now."

Oishi sighed, "Well yeah, but don't you ever think about girls?"

Tezuka shook his head, "Not really."

Oishi chuckled, "What are we going to do with you?"

When the bus slowed to a stop Tezuka and Oishi got up to leave. They walked side by side to the class rosters.

"OISHIIIIIII!!!" a voice yelled.

The two boys turned to see Eiji Kikumaru, a bubbly redhead who was also Oishi's doubles partner. Eiji threw his arms around Oishi. "We got separated! Nya!" he wailed.

"Saa, it's not that bad," a smiling, honey-brown haired boy said, this was Shuusuke Fuji, the resident tensai of the tennis team.

"Fujiko!" Eiji called, using his nickname for the smiling tensai, "I'm glad I'm not alone."

Oishi laughed then checked the rosters, "Oh, it seems we're in the same class."

"Hn," Tezuka grunted, rubbing his forehead to stem an on-coming headache from the din of classmates all around him.

"Ah, and Mitsuoka-san is in our class too," Oishi pointed out.

The warning bell rang. "We should get to class," Tezuka said.

"Okay," Oishi smiled.


Ai and Hikari quickly walked to class. Ai sighed, "I'm wondering who to ask to the Prom this year."

Hikari choked on her own spit. "Prom?!" she sputtered.

Ai sighed again, "Yes, Prom, to celebrate our final year of Middle School."

"That's not until the second-last term of school," Hikari pointed out.

Ai rolled her eyes, "Yes I know, I'm wondering if I should ask Oishi-kun."

Hikari snorted, "Good luck."

'I know he has a lot of fangirls,' Ai thought to herself, 'But ever since our first year I've kind of had a crush on him, not for his position on the tennis team or for his looks, but for how kind and sweet he is.'

"AI! LOOK OUT!" Hikari called out.

She stopped then realized that she was about to walk into the door.

"Are you alright?" Hikari asked.

"Yeah," Ai smiled, "Silly me, going into space like that."

"You should be more careful," Hikari said.

Ai giggle, "Sure, and next you'll be telling me not to let my guard down, right."

Hikari blushed, "Come on; let's just get to class already."

Ai sighed mentally, 'This girl really needs to get out more.'


A/N: Yes, this is my second chapter.