Author's Note: So, this chapter is very short. I have writer's block and would love some help.

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"Nice one, Fuji-senpai!" Momo called from behind the fence, his hands cupped around his mouth. "Now hurry up and finish Arai off!"

The prodigy had gained another point against his underclassman. A small smirk played across his lips at the starter's words.

"Forty-five-love to Fuji!" Oishi monitored the match from the sidelines.

Arai bounced a tennis ball on the ground, warming up for what could be his last serve. He readied himself to toss the green ball in the air, swinging his right arm back.

"Practice is over for today!" Their coach's, Ryuzaki's, voice echoed around throughout the courts. Arai dropped the ball, a surprised look crossing his visage.

"What?" A second year asked.

"But it's only six!" Another shouted, stunned.

"I have important matter to attend to tonight," she explained. The words resounded around the club with the help of her megaphone. She gave them all a stern look. "Now get going! I don't have all day, you know."

"Is everything okay, Ryuzaki-sensei?"

The woman looked in the direction from which the voice had came. Inui was closing his notebook beside her. Behind him, other Seigaku regulars were heading over to them. Everyone else was heading toward their respective clubhouses.

"Yeah," the megaphone hung down by her side. "There's just someone I want to check out."

"Yeah?" Eiji was hanging off Oishi, looking at her curiously. "Who? Do we know him?"

"That girl helping out you granddaughter?" Inui inquired. The other regulars looked at him strangely.

"Yes. She was forced to join our team by Irakawa-san," Somehow, Ryuzaki Sumire felt that revealing this tidbit of information would bite her in the ass.

"What!"

"The director?"

"Why?"

"Well, obviously she must be good, otherwise the director wouldn't have made her join."

"She helped Sakuno?"

"Is she nice?"

"How is she good?"

"Idiot! Girls can be good tennis players, too!"

...

Sumire sighed. Now every regular, even Tezuka, was curious. Why did she have to say anything in the first place?

"You know curiosity killed the cat, right?" She looked at them pointedly.

"It's not like our curiosity will get us killed, sensei."

"Mada mada dane."

"Shut up, Ochibi!"

"All of you shut up!" Sumire sighed yet again, rubbing her temples. She could feel the beginnings of a headache forming.

"So," Eiji grinned. "Where are you going to see her?"

Sumire looked around. The regulars had her cornered.

"Im not getting out of this, am I?"

"Nope!"

"Mada mada dane, sensei."

She sent a glare to Echizen.

"You better shut it, boy, before I make you run laps until your legs fall off."

Though he did not show much of the surprise and hopefully fear she knew he felt, Sumire felt a sense of achievement at his slightly widened eyes.

...

"We're going to the street courts?"

"Yes."

Sunire's eye twitched.

"These street courts? The ones right by our school?"

"Yes. Now shut up!"

"Hai, Ryuzaki-sensei." Half of the group chorused. 'If only that half stayed away...'

"Finally," she rubbed her temples once more, attempting to massage the headache away. No such luck.

Surprisingly, the courts were empty with the exception of the three girls that the Higurashi-Taisho girl had challenged.

"Is she not coming? It's time, right?"

"Idiot. She's just not here yet."

They were silent for a few moments, the best ones that Ryuzaki has had in the past hours.

"Wait, is that her?"

Sumire looked around. The subject of their conversation was walking towards them in a pair of jeans and a green tank top, a cased racket in hand. She was listening to music, Sumire noted the mp3 player in her other hand, and her eyes were closed. The Higurashi-Taisho girl sauntered past them and onto the court.

...

"You're late!" One of the three 'triplets' shouted, pointing at Kagome. She pulled one ear bud out and let it hang down, leaving the other one in to listen to her music.

"I didn't think you three would actually be on time," the miko mumbled, twirling her racket. "Not that I thought you'd show up either," she smirked, trailing off with, "my bad..."

"I'll show you!" The same girl screamed. She grabbed her racket ad the other two stepped back.

"Hey! You two, get get your rackets and come back into the court," Kagome pointed at them.

"You can't win against the three of us," Another girl sneered.

"Wanna bet?" The black haired priestess stopped twirling her racket. "Chop chop, you two!"

"You're funeral," said the last of the 'triplets' and all three positioned themselves on the court.

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"Wow," Eiji gaped. He was not the only one. Oishi, Momoshiro, and Kaido had similar expressions.

"She definitely is good," Momoshiro breathed. Kaido 'hn'ed in agreement.

"For a girl," Echizen stated. Eiji looked horrified.

"Wah! Ochibi is sexist!" he cried, holding his face in shock.

"Wha?" The young prodigy was surprised. "No. I-"

"She is good, even for a guy, Ryoma-kun," Oishi cut in.

"She has a weakness," Inui stopped writing in his notebook. Ryuzaki nodded.
"Though I doubt these girls would be able to see it, much less use it to their advantage. Chances are less than one percent."

It was silent for a few moments as the group watched the match near its end.

"It's the right corner, right?"

Three heads nodded, Fuji's included.

"Ne, Tezuka, what do you think?" Oishi turned his head to where the tennis captain stood earlier. "Buchou?"

Everyone looked around. The third year captain was nowhere to be found.

"Where'd he go?"

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Author's Note: I know, this one is barely over a thousand words, but I am completely and utterly stuck and would like some input from you readers as to what should happen next. I felt bad keeping this in my folder and not sharing it for the week I've had it. So, please review with your input!

-Mers Bug