Disclaimer: I don't own PoT… I promise… I SWEAR! (Pushes away Lawyers)

Okay, let's answer some anonymous reviews that I feel like answering. Also, thank you all for reviewing and reading! I'm so happy! I've never gotten more than 3 reviews on one chapter! Please review after this one!

Atra:

Thank you for your review, I've learned a lot! I will change my "kun" capitalizations from now on and remember about the 'Momoshiro'. Also, I'll try my best to get a beta, but it's kind of hard since no one around me actually knows English…

Kari:

Thanks for your review! I hope you'll laugh more in this chapter!

-ryoma-:

Thanks for reviewing!

anon.:

Thanks for reviewing!

KisarazuSakura:

Thanks for your review! And no, Fuji cannot 'run' around, but he'll do something like that. And it's the number one torture choice he can give to Tezuka if he does something that Fuji doesn't like… (Evil cackle)

Warning: Major OOCness here!

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"Let's go." Momoshiro said to his 'wife', trying to contain giggles, but had no success in doing so. "… How do you suppose I can get around in this, Momo senpai?" Ryoma pointed to his 'bulged' stomach. When Momo didn't answer, Ryoma muttered a 'baka.'

"What was that?" Momo leaned closer, and not his nose was just centimeters away from Ryoma's. If you called me a baka… Just watch what I'd do to you! "Betsuni." Ryoma turned away from Momo, who was thinking if or if not the freshman was 'blushing'. "Okay, so how're we going to get out of this classroom?" Momoshiro broke the awkward silence between them. When he received yet again no answer, he began to get irritated. "Oishi senpai CARRIED Eiji senpai out the door covered in a jacket, Fuji senpai and Tezuka bouchou just 'walked' out the door, what should we do?" Momoshiro wanted to go in front of Ryoma and ask that way, since it'd probably be more affective, but Ryoma was inches away from a wall, so that was impossible. After a while, with again, no answer, Momo was so annoyed to the point of spinning Ryoma around. There he stopped. What if Ryoma 'miscarries'? "NOOOOOO! THEN I'LL NEVER PASS THE WRATH OF MY PARENTS!" Momo unknowingly screamed. "…" Ryoma just stood there, staring. He'd turned when Momo's hands rested on his shoulders. It was better to turn around by himself than to be forced to turn. Then he pulled his cap down, seemingly waiting for further instructions.

"…" Momo stopped screaming and stared down at his kouhai again. Now when he looked at him with that awkward stomach, he kind of looked… Cute…

"…"

"…"

"Well?" Ryoma raised his head so he can look up at his senpai.

"…Uhhhh, we wait until everyone leaves?" Momo suggested with a higher pitch than usual. "…No." Ryoma simply said. Momo silently realized what seemed like a flame flickering through Ryoma's eyes, and it was burning him, slowly. "Fine, then I with carry you out right now." Momo suggested, but soon regretted it. "Actually no, I-"

"Well, I'd like to see you try." Ryoma smirked. Of course, Momo senpai was kidding, right?

"…Uhhhhh…." After a while, Momoshiro decided that the best way to carry Echizen out without hurting him is Bridal style. After all, he was the 'dad'.

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"AAAAAAAAAAAAH MY FUJI SAMA IS PREGNANT! NOOOOOOOOOO!" A group of Fuji's fan girls screamed all together, causing glances from other people who weren't involved with this earlier… To get involved. Fuji ignored everything and walked side by side with Tezuka. Tezuka also remained expressionless, but inside, he was feeling embarrassed. He wanted to separate from Fuji, so it wouldn't be so obvious that they were walking together. When he tried to move he found Fuji's arm entangled with his, Fuji's eyes opened and it seemed as if ice shards were dancing in them, like the silence before a thunderstorm. Something in him snapped and he turned his head back and walked towards the entrance of the tennis club.

"…Eh…. Fuji?" Kawamura dropped his racket, which made a disturbing clatter when it hit the ground. Kaido, who was currently playing a match with Kawamura, followed his opponent's stare and his eyes settled itself on Fuji's belly. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Everyone in the tennis club stopped what they were doing to see a slightly shivering Kaido, staring at a seemingly 'pregnant' Fuji. Tezuka's arm was entangled in Fuji's, and he looked quite… Comfortable. "OOOOH MYYY GOOOOD!" Arai looked like he was going to drop dead. His eyes were slightly more 'above' inside the sockets than where they should be. "Don't worry, minna, its fake. It's a school project." Fuji said every-so-calmly. "Aa." Tezuka gave the tiniest of nods and led Fuji over to an empty bench, ignoring the chatters and discussions going on.

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"Nyaaa, Oishi, why are you carrying me in a jacket?" Kikumaru Eiji squiggled in the large jacket Oishi had wrapped around him. "Because it's for your pride…" Oishi whispered. The two were still very much in public, and being seen talking to a jacket was just… Humiliating. "But I think it's embarrassing for me to be in a jacket, nya!" Eiji whined, and that last 'Nya' was just a bit on the loud side. Everyone that was around turned to look at them. "Ahhh hehehe… This is the new uh… Talk able jacket, 'Your talking friend the jacket'!" Oishi nervously stammered, trying to explain to everyone. Everyone arched an eyebrow but ignored it, thinking 'Whoa, the technology these days is awesome…' "AHHH! OISHI SAMA!" A huge crowd of Oishi fans blocked his way. "OOOOIISHHIII SAMAAA! WE'LL TAKE THAT SEEMINGLY HEAVY JACKET FOR YOU!" One of the girls grabbed the jacket. "NO! PLEASE give that BACK!" Oishi grabbed the jacket back, muffling a whimper from Eiji, his 'cargo'. "Ahhhhhhhhh Oishi sama hates me!" The girl ran away crying. The other girls, seeing their fan club president run away, also ran away.

"…" Oishi looked down at the jacket-wrapped lump in his arms. "Eiji?" He went into the boy's washroom and opened up the jacket a little so he could see Eiji's face. The sight that he saw nearly, just nearly, stopped his heart. Eiji was clenching at the jacket with both his hands and his knuckles had turned white. There was quite a lot of sweat covering Eiji's brows. Eiji could only manage a whinper. "Eiji! Are you aright?" Oishi shook his doubles partner ever so slightly. "Oi? So the jacket's name is Eiji?" Someone from behind a corner asked. Apparently the sinks were just behind the corner that Oishi's back was facing.

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"Let me GO, Momo senpai!" Ryoma was hitting at Momoshiro, who was actually carrying him bridal style. However, his fists didn't have much power in the position that he was in right now. "Shush!" Momo glared at him. Luckily, the health class was the last class of the day, and everyone was or already went home, except for the teachers. Momo grabbed his tennis racket case and Ryoma's when he saw it. Now he was in a rather awkward position, carrying a boy with a big stomach in his arms with two tennis cases strapped on his back. Nonetheless, the amazing thing is, he was still running.

"Tomo chan, look! It's Ryoma kun!" Ryuzaki Sakuno pointed at the figure that Momoshiro Takeshi held in his arms. "Aa. What's MY Ryoma sama doing in HIS ARMS!" Tomo chan shouted rather loudly, since she and Sakuno weren't in the same health class as the 'pregnant' boys.

The two, or one, arrived at the tennis club. Momoshiro dropped the almost nauseous boy-genius on the ground. "Fshhuuuu! Echizen is pregnant too!" Kaido Kaoru pointed a finger at Ryoma. "AAAAAAAAAAH?" Kachiro, Katsuo and Horio screamed all at once. "With my 2 years of tennis experience, I think it's safe to say… WHAT HAS THE WORLD COME TO!" Horio shouted in his irritating accent. "URUSAI!" Momoshiro silenced Horio with a carefully chosen word, and then cleared his throat. When he opened his mouth to try and say something, Horio tried to imitate Momo's voice and said exactly when Momo opened his mouth, "I got Echizen pregnant!" Momoshito closed his mouth completely. "WHAT?" He yelled, glaring at Horio and taking him by his collar. "Yada. It's just a stupid health project…" Ryoma muttered. Horio, Kachiro and Katsuo were still confused, since they weren't in the same health class as Ryoma.

It was then that Tezuka decided to turn around from Fuji to the commotion behind him. "EVERYONE, 20 LAPS, NOW!" He shouted. His voice pierced through the sound barriers of the court and echoed in everyone's ears. "Hai." Most of them muttered. "Awww… Tezuka, you wouldn't make me, your pregnant wife, run laps, would you?" Fuji said ever so sweetly. Tezuka sighed. "Echizen, you don't have to run, come sit here." Tezuka pointed to the empty spot beside Fuji. "Hai." Ryoma nodded and went over to that spot. People still had their eyes on Fuji and Ryoma, and that was irritating for both of them. "Oi, where's Kikumaru senpai and Oishi senpai?" Ryoma asked all of a sudden. "Hmmm… I don't know. Maybe they're right in front of us?" Fuji smiled. Ryoma blinked in confusion and turned his gaze again to the spot in front of him. "AH?" Oishi was there, (Right in front of them…) holding a large figure covered in a large jacket. "Help me!" He rasped, since he was running also with a boy in his arms and 2 large tennis cases.

"When Eiji was removed from the jacket, he looked devastating. His face was pale and his breathing was irregular. "Eiji, daijobu?" Fuji asked, still smiling. "I'm fine, just for a few moments there, it hurt. Now I'm fine…" Eiji said. Color returning to his face slowly. "Oishi, I'm sorry…" Eiji looked up, his dark eyes shining. "For what?" Oishi sat down beside Eiji. "For making you run so hard." Came the answer. "That's nonsense…" Oishi reassured him, driven by instinct to touch Eiji's 'fake' swollen abdomen. That somehow made Eiji feel better. "I cant believe this thing is real, nya!" Eiji said, poking the Preg-Low when he felt better. The Seigaku non-regulars stopped running again and screamed. Some fainted, and their friends dragged or carried them to the informatory.

"Hmm… Chances that we're going to be tortured, 91.8 percent…" Inui was scribbling in his notebook while running. How? Because he knew the courts so well, he could run them blind. Kaido, who was running beside him, tried to peer at his notes. But every time when he tried, Inui moved the notebook further away from him, all the way until Inui was running backwards. "Fshuuu…" Kaido, annoyed, decided to continue running.

"Looks like you guys will have to sit out tennis practice." Tezuka said. Everyone on the benches stared at him. "Really, bouchou?" Eiji asked. It was not like Tezuka to do that. Tezuka thought back on his idea. "Actually, no…Of course not, you'll have to play tennis even if-" Before Tezuka finished, Fuji stood up abruptly, went to Inoue and Shiba, who just arrived. He stood before them, pointed to his Preg-low, and said, "Wanna snap a picture of Tezuka's bab-" Tezuka ran placed a hand on the unusually loud Fuji, muffling and silencing him, carelessly dragging him back to the bench, ignoring the fact that Shiba just fainted with a 'no… My Tezuka kun…' "Yes, of course, you guys will sit out all tennis practices until next week." He said rapidly. Fuji was contented. Tezuka had a bad idea that there was going to be more of that coming this week. He glared at everyone with his sideways death-glare to stop them from staring.

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How was this chapter? I hope I did okay… I think things are progressing really well for this story…

Next chapter preview:

"It's Friday." Momo said to Ryoma, who was having some large jackets blocking his stomach, so it looks like he went jacket-shopping. "So?" Ryoma replied, now shooting his senpai a suspicious glare. "Mind if I stay at your house for the weekend?" Momo asked, blushing. He had been practicing that one sentence for hours in the locker rooms.

---Interaction with the Characters---

Eiji: Awwww you stuffed me in your jacket, Oishi? That's mean, Nya!

Oishi: But there was nothing else I could do, I'm so sorry, Eiji! (Comforts Eiji)

Ryoma: Why the heck did you pick you up bridal style?

Momo: Hey, it wasn't me who decided, it was the stupid author who's sitting at the keyboard, typing this right now!

Ryoma: … You're such an idiot, you know that, right? I can't believe this! (In English)

Momo: What? (Is confused)

Fuji: Let's go to a gerbil shop tomorrow, Tezuka!

Tezuka: Why?

Fuji: I suddenly like gerbils.

Tezuka: (thinks of gerbil running up his clothes) … (turns pale)

Fuji: (is confused)

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Well, I wonder if I should really make Fuji buy some gerbils and get them to crawl up Tezuka's pants… Review and send me some ideas if you have any! If they're good I will use them and give you credit! (Is happy) Remember- Reviews make me happy and they update!

Also, if you want to yell at me because of the OOCness in this chapter, I suggest you read the beginning of the chapter that said:

Warning: Major OOCness here!

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Betsuni:

Nothing

Kohai/ Kouhai:

Person of lower rank or translated as 'opposite of 'senpai''

Hai:

Yes, yeah

Yada:

No, nope

Daijobu/ Daijoubu:

'Are you alright' or 'I am alright'