The Prince of Tennis Play

Disclaimer: If I own Prince of Tennis and its characters, I swear Fuji will be the main character.

Rating: G or K

Genre: Drama, slight humor, slight suspense

Pairing: Currently none

Warnings or notes: OOC-ness, beware of the homosexuality hints, grammar and other errors (English is not my mother tongue), 1000 words. Start off as Fuji-centric because I love him too much lol.

Okay, beware of the evilness? XD Nothing much to say about this chapter actually. Just some evilness of Fuji and Inui going on. I hope I catch their characters…but I do think they are OOC, as well as Ryoma and Momoshiro…Sorry to write so shortly of Tezuka, but he will make more appearances soon.

'Beware of the homosexuality hints' does not involve the PoT pairings…well, you will know later. :sweats:

Do enjoy the silliness. :chuckles: Please review too.

: Ready…Go :

Chapter 3-Recruits

Contrary to others' beliefs, Fuji was not one to go as far as to be dressed in a girl's costume. It was evidence enough that he had actually twitched his eyebrows for a mere second when he heard the intelligent exclaim from Kawamura. No one was fast enough to catch the slight change on Fuji's expression though. He was the master of those things, Fuji proudly admitted.

Still, even if he did look feminine and had the small girlish frame, that did not mean he planned it that way. His mere appearances had attracted more attentions than he had expected. Unsurprisingly, he knew his fans were not from the opposite gender only. Fuji, indeed, acknowledged the fact even males were attracted to him.

A guy being good looking was one thing, being pretty was totally different. It was not that Fuji did not appreciate the beauty within himself. It was just freaking scary when half of the females and half of the males populations had interests on him. Of course, he acted indifferently, but he rather dropped the subject if one mentioned. It did not help when he was the prodigy; the one always excelled in whatever he was doing and always achieved his goals.

His fame could rival Tezuka's in all aspects. Well, exclude the fact that males were not as attracted to Fuji as, to the stern captain. His glares sent shivers to everyone who dared to come across his way. Oh, but it was fun to tease the stoic boy when it came into romantic relationships, Fuji sniggered.

On a second thought, teasing Tezuka would become easier if he allowed himself to fill in any available girl's role. Obviously he noticed Tezuka's drained expression when he heard the sadist genius could fill in the said girl's role, even it was only for about…a blink of eyes.

So, even Fuji did not really like the idea of acting as a girl on stage, he was looking for a good teasing at Tezuka. It hurt his pride and he was so sure he would get more unwanted attentions than he already did, but he was willing to throw away his pride for a good reason. Anything involved Tezuka was good enough for Fuji to put himself into a prank.

For once, looking feminine might just be an advantage for the always cheerful genius.

"I see…It is a good idea since our buchou is just that kind of person," their club manager, Inui Sadaharu nodded slowly when Fuji put his intelligent mouth into good use. The smaller boy was in charge of the costumes, he remembered it very well. But hey, Tezuka did not say anything about 'cannot give ideas for the script'. Trust Fuji to interfere with anything that could put others into miseries.

"Just crossed my mind," Fuji gave his best warm smile as if his idea was purely 'chaos-free'. Ironically enough, his ideas were never once 'chaos-free'.

"Ah, I highly doubt it just crossed your mind, Fuji," with that, Inui smirked evilly. The data collector did deserve his fame because he just knew everything from the brand of one's perfume to the latest girlfriend or boyfriend's father's second cousin's best friend's sister's name. Okay, perhaps that was an overly statement.

Fuji smiled in triumph instead of a bewildered expression he was expected to show. Inui was brilliant, he admitted. "Saa," he replied shortly when he revealed his eyes slowly.

If the others saw his gaze, they would either break into a run, or back away to a safe distance. In Inui's case, he just pushed his reflective glasses for an adjustment. The smaller boy gave him credit for his calmness under the famous Fuji's gaze. "I must admit, I like your idea," he said huskily. To him, Fuji's gaze was not the scary type, it was the opposite one. The other was pleased. "The others might as well."

"I can see that," Fuji replied calmly as he closed his eyes once again. "Two might not, though," he added with the 'you-know-who' look.

Needless to say, Inui caught the meaning of his look. "I will make sure they oblige…or shall I say we make sure of that?" he smirked. Fuji laughed as a reply. He meant 'deal'.

"Buchou won't stand a chance in this kind of matter now, would he?" suddenly a familiar voice interrupted both of the regulars. Their attentions were turned to the intruder and they broke into a grin.

It was Fuji who chose to reply the newcomer first. "Echizen, what do you think?"

The younger boy's eyes were revealed under the cap he wore always. Before he could answer, another voice interrupted. "Echizen, where were you just now?" Apparently, it was Momoshiro, who was eating lunch with the first year earlier. When he saw both the seniors, he smiled. "Ah, Fuji senpai, Inui senpai!"

Ryoma ignored Momoshiro's question and answered Fuji's instead. "I guess not."

"There is a bigger possibility when there are more supporters, Echizen," was Inui's reply. All their conversations left Momoshiro with a big question mark on his head.

"Mada mada da ne," was his typical answer. But his smirk was obvious under the shadow of his cap. "Laps are not bad," he added finally, saying that he did not mind being punished later. Bingo! They recruited another 'comrade'.

"Huh?" Momoshiro backed away nervously when the three of them advanced towards him now with that dangerous smile. 'I still want to live...'

Tezuka really, really should regret having Inui to be in charge of the script. Or maybe he should regret his decision to agree in the first place. From a few miles away, the said person suddenly felt a chilly feeling. 'Something's up to someone's sleeve…,' he thought silently while trying to pry away the chill.

The utmost chaos was coming closer as time passed by. Best of all, it was barely the first day of the announcement. Ah, life was never boring when it involved the Seigaku Tennis Club.

: To be continued :

Replies:

Gorilaz: Hehehe, I think I like your idea of the play. I will make it Cinderella then. They will look cute lol! Thanks for both the idea and review!

KatrinaKaiba: Haha, I guess the same. They will look cute in a dress, but I wonder how to make Ryoma into a dress. XD Thanks for the info, it's certainly useful. Hope you enjoy this chapter too!

Emi Yuuji: Lol, thanks for the review and I am sorry to say the limit is 1000 words only per chapter for now. But in the future, if I get more encouraging reviews, perhaps I will make it longer okay? Sorry. :bows: Hope you enjoy reading this chapter!

OnEcRaZyGaL: Wow, there are quite a number who want Ryoma in a dress! XP I should be happy to make him in a dress. :laughs evilly: Thanks for the review!