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Takeshi Konomi: DAMN RIGHT YOU WON'T!
Sorry for the wait, everyone! I suddenly lost my fan fiction writing urge… But now, hopefully, I've got it back. PLEASE Read and Review!
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"… So…" Fuji trailed off.
"We're going to play St. Rudolph this Sunday." Tezuka said, not looking into Fuji's eyes.
"And I don't think Yuuta will be pleased with this… Situation of mine…" Fuji smiled. Tezuka finally looked into Fuji's closed eyes, assuming that it was safe. "That's not the point, Fuji! We can't play!" Tezuka was irritated but kept some patience for the tensai.
"Yup. You can't play." Mrs. Tome, who just 'happened' to be passing by, lectured, pointing fingers at Tezuka and Fuji.
"Eh? Mrs. Tome? It's a surprise to see you here." Fuji greeted, smiling.
Mrs. Tome just smiled. "You'll have to find another way."
Now Tezuka was just angry. He stood up abruptly, banged one of his hands on the table, and death-glared Mrs. Tome. "We WILL play. And we WILL win." He said in a low, threatening voice. But Mrs. Tome wasn't afraid. "I see, I'll be happy if you win, but you just can't PLAY. This is the consequences of pregnancy." Mrs. Tome argued, and Tezuka almost took a step back. "Humph. Kids these days." Mrs. Tome walked off with her husband, Mr. Tome, who was staring at Fuji. "Honey, just HOW do you teach kids these days?" He whispers to Mrs. Tome. Mrs. Tome just smiled. "Oh, I don't know, I was thinking of teaching them by the textbook, but I thought that'd be boring… Anyways, I really enjoyed my pregnancy with Megan…" The couple continued their shopping, giggling.
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Tezuka found his eyes on Fuji again, silently begging for help. "Heh. So Yuuta's going to be an uncle." Fuji grinned at the thought.
"This isn't funny, Fuji." Tezuka said with his ever-so-stern look.
Fuji opened and looked into Tezuka's eyes with his own. "What are you going to do? Make your pregnant 'wife' run laps around the mall?"
"… We need to find a way to solve this." Tezuka gave no sign of surrendering, but Fuji sat back in his chair, relaxed. "Well. It'll all work out." Fuji then looked at the clock at the mall. "It's late. Let's go home." He stood and careful batted some crumbs of the cone he'd eaten from his jacket. It was awfully cold today.
The action of Fuji batting his stomach reminded Tezuka continuously of the Preg-Low that was attached to his teammate and somehow, it has given him some light responsibility that Tezuka somehow enjoyed.
"Aa." Tezuka slowly let out the breath that even he himself hadn't paid attention to. He made sure that it was silent, so Fuji could not hear. Tezuka was also straightening his light jacket when he heard Fuji talking with someone else.
Tezuka couldn't make out the other person's voice, but he could hear Fuji's.
"Yes. Pregnancy is quite enjoyable…" Tezuka heard Fuji say. "Yes, my husband has a big-" Tezuka spun on his heels to meet face-to-face with Fuji, his brows slightly twitching. "Alright that's ENOUGH." Tezuka shouted, looked around, and stared at the giggling Fuji.
"So, you do care. I was about to say that you had a big appetite." Fuji touched Tezuka's slightly red cheek, Tezuka shuddered inside. "Who were you just talking to?" Tezuka asked when he thought he was ready.
"No one."
"… Let's go." Tezuka dragged Fuji by the hand out of the food court.
Soon the two were parting at separate ways for home. "Well, good night, Kunimitsu." Fuji waved.
"Good night… S-S-S-Sy-…" Tezuka just couldn't bear to say the words 'Syuusuke chan', so he gave up. "Whatever." He turned away just as he felt his face flush beet red. Fuji was satisfied.
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Meanwhile, Ryoma had sluggishly led Momo to his room. Ryoma's room was messy. And Momoshiro thought that his Kouhai had a cleaner personality. "Don't complain." Ryoma stared at Momo, showing a lot of the whites of his eyes. (A/N: Meaning that he didn't bother to raise his head, he just raised his eye-balls)
"You know, I really hate that look." Momo said with his chin up.
"What's wrong with it?" Ryoma looked a bit annoyed now.
"I think it's irritating and rude."
"Mada mada..." Ryoma pulled his cap down and silently admitted defeat. Momo smiled.
"Let's start on our homework, then."
"Eh?" Ryoma looked up and pulled his cap away. This isn't something Momo senpai would say right after school… "To be honest, I thought you were going to ask where the refrigerator was." Ryoma smiled.
"Oh, that's right." Momo scratched his chin. "Where's your refrigerator?" He asked, watching his kouhai sigh in frustration.
"It's in the kitchen…" The young tennis tensai pulled a chair and sat down, started taking out his homework and pencil case. "What, you're not going to lead me to it?" Momo asked, smirking.
"I told you, you'll find it in the kitchen. It's pretty much white and it's huge, so you can't miss it." Ryoma flung his cap at Momo, it hit him on the head. "Hey, be careful with that!"
But Momo gave up and went on the great adventure to search for the refrigerator while Ryoma started on his homework. Ryoma had finished his English homework a long time ago, since it was so easy. Because today at lunch, he was sitting alone with Sakuno and Tomo because his senpais had some weird meeting about some weird cactus that Fuji found. Ryoma regretted not attending it. (At that time he wasn't 'pregnant' yet) And Tomo was annoying him to the point of exploding. So Ryoma finished his bento, took out his English homework and confused them with his perfect handwriting and grammar.
Now Ryoma just had to finish his math, because today was one of those days where a lot of teachers' religions had a holiday. So, this meant that they had substitute teachers teaching. Ryoma didn't like substitutes, either in tennis or school. They're just rarely useful. Today's history substitute spent the whole period talking about a pot and its uses. Boring. Today's science teacher was Inui because no other teacher was more used to the science room than him. Inui spent the whole day making Inui juices and making everyone in the class to test it.
"I've carefully adjusted the taste. It's good for your body!" He'd say, glasses shining and teeth showing in an evil grin. He was holding a pitcher of purplish-bluish-pinkish liquid that glowed in swirls. You'd note that Inui got new glasses, courtesy of Kaidoh.
"Ummm… What's in it?" A student shakily raised his hand and asked.
"Stuff." Inui would reply.
In science class, two people fell in love with each other because of Inui's 'Refined Ai juice'. Twenty-Three people fainted of the 'Super ultra extreme refined Aozu' and the rest had gone to the washroom as an excuse. Ryoma was one of those people.
"You know, there's now a 98 percent chance that I'll get you all back for this." Inui would say when the rest of the class (including Ryoma) returned from their 'washroom break'.
Physics was, luckily not Inui's class. Because of the amounts of students that went home from Inui's science class, the principal had sternly rejected Inui's kind offer. However, the school couldn't find another physics teacher on such short notice, so they let the class geek, Eitai Karinjou to teach to class.
Of course, since he was a student, he made this class a 'no homework' class.
The rest of the classes were pretty much the same.
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The sound of Ryoma's pencil scratching on his desk made him snap back to reality. So he'd finished his math homework already. Today's math homework was easier than usual. But Ryoma never questioned good things.
The phone rang. It's piercing 'briiiiinnnng' cutting through the eerie silence.
Ring. Ring. Ri- Someone had picked up. And that someone wasn't Ryoma. Momo senpai must've picked up. Ryoma thought to himself. …WAIT! Momo senpai picked up! Ryoma hurried to another phone in his room, picked it up and started listening. He WAS fully aware that this was eavesdropping and he ignored that little stab at the back of his head.
"Oh? So you're babysitting my son?" Echizen Nanjirou's voice spoke up. It sounded digital and unrealistic, but Ryoma would recognize that voice anywhere. Ryoma was also NOT pleased that his father referred to Momoshiro staying at his home as 'baby-sitting'.
"Uhh… I'm just staying here for a while…" Ryoma could hear Momo struggle with the words and imaging him laughing nervously.
"Why…?"
"Because of a… A health project… That we uh… Need to uh… Uh… What's the word I'm looking for… Uh…." Momo had really begun laughing nervously now, him stammering in front of the great Samurai Nanjirou...
"Do?" Ryoma's father asked, thinking that Momo must be some kind of idiot.
"Do! Yes, that's right! DO!" Momo laughed in embarrassment.
"Well, I was just checking if that young man didn't set the house on fire… Just tell him not to do anything to my favorite stash of pornographi- I mean, favorite stash of books! That'll be all, have fun! Ja!" The Samurai slammed the phone quickly, having revealed too much information.
And of course, hearing the dial tone, Momo hanged up also. Ryoma also assumed that it was safe to hang up and he did.
Seconds later, Momo appeared in his room.
"Hey, you father just called." Momo said calmly, trying not to laugh, remembering his 'Do' scenario.
"I see… What did he uh… Want us to uh… Uhh… Umm… What's the word I'm looking for.. Uh… DO?" The youger Echizen was good at facial expressions as he accurately acted out EXACTLY what Momo was doing on the phone. (Even though he didn't see Momo's actions, Momo was easy to imagine in scenarios such as this one)
"YOU EAVESDROPPED!" Was all his senpai could make out before attempting at strangling his Kouhai. "Ouch, Momo senpai! That hurts!" Ryoma was clutching his stomach in case of the preg-low acting up. Momo was rubbing his fist against Ryoma's head, like he'd always do when he got excited. "If you tell a single soul…" Momo suddenly leaned in on Ryoma. Looking like when Kawamura held his racket.
"Mada mada dane… Do you think I'm this immature?" Ryoma wheezed, shooting his oh-so-irritating-and-rude look to his senpai. Momo had let him go. "So… What should we do now?" He asked.
"I don't know, the TV's broken… I accidentally broke it after watching a tennis match that I wasn't… Satisfied with…" Ryoma instinctively pulled his cap lower. Wait, he HAD NO CAP. Momo was giggling and pointing his index finger at Ryoma. "Oi, Momo senpai, want to eat some Momo?" Ryoma asked, glaring evilly at Momo.
"What eat Momo?" Momo asked, clearly confused. His mind was twisting into a WRONG direction to the 'eat Momo' part.
"Sure." Ryoma muttered and went downstairs and soon emerged upstairs with a cardboard box filled with Peaches.
"Oh. Momo." Momoshiro remembered that 'Momo' also means 'peach'. "That wasn't nice, not nice at all." Momo smiled and took a reddish peach from the box. Ryoma also took a peach, except his peach was redder than his senpai's. Ryoma's was sweeter. And Momo didn't know how to pick fruit.
After a bit of munching Momo got some peach just on the bed, because Momo had been carelessly waving around is arms around, talking about a big hamburger. Ryoma wasn't pleased. "You know you can't wash away peach juice, right?" Ryoma asked threateningly.
"What should I do what should I do?"
"Get a damp towel and wipe it away… Idiot." Ryoma whispered the 'idiot' part, but Momo heard it. "You!" Momo tackled Ryoma onto the floor again. Good thing Ryoma was finished with his peach. " Mada mada dane…I'm going to take a bath… Please just get that stain out…" Ryoma pointed at the now purplish stain on his bed. "Yes mother." Momo saluted.
Ryoma had taken his bath supplies and had turned the water on, filling his bath with lukewarm water. His undressed and hastily threw off his Preg-Low, because it was pulling a strain at the muscles at his back, because of how much it weighed. Fuji senpai is so lucky… Ryoma thought to himself as he turned off and dipped himself into the water, careful to no get water to overflow and splash everywhere.
Ryoma would take a shower, he had the option, but he didn't even feel like standing up. Now it's quiet time for him. He would spend all of his time thinking whilst bathing. I hope Momo senpai didn't figure out that he'd going to go through torture while at my house…
Momo stared at Ryoma's tennis books and posters. He didn't dare touch any of them. Momo had already cleaned up the stain and now he had nothing to do. Mou… Echizen has been in there for a long time… Momo stood and walked to the bathroom, he pressed his ear to the door. Nothing. He knocked.
"WHAT?" A very angry Ryoma shouted from inside.
"I was just checking to see if you were alive, you shouldn't get mad, no you shouldn't!" Momo replied, trying to calm his kouhai down. "Anyways. I cleaned up the stain, what should I do now?"
"… You can play with Karupin…" Boom the great voice inside.
"…Where is sh-?" Momo looked down, a Siamese cat with long fur was looking up at him. "Meow." She mewed at the stranger in front of her. Then tugged on Momo's socks gently with her mouth. "…I found her…" Needless to say, Momo carefully picked Karupin up and headed to the bed. Karupin looked scared that she'd fall off and clawed on Momo's shirt. Momo suddenly got worried that her claws might penetrate his shirt and leave holes. But that was the least of his worries now. Karupin's claws DID penetrate, and it penetrated deep. Claws sank into Momo's skin. Now Karupin was afraid. She began to pull away, hurting Momo more. Momo couldn't bear it. The cat whose claws are dug in his is trying to move, making the pain more severe.
"ECHGHIZEN!" Momo shouted in desperate pain. Karupin, hearing the scream, became terrified and started to try to extract her claws, but nothing would work. She was clung to Momo. "Meow, Meow!"
Ryoma, hearing the shouts and then the meowing, thought that Momo had hurt Karupin. He quickly stood up and stepped out of the bath, wrapping a towel tightly around his waist; he opened the door and searched for Momo and Karupin. He found then in an awkward position.
"Help, Echizen! Please! It hurts so much!" Momo was crying now, and Ryoma wasn't that panicked now. "Oh my god…" Ryoma quickly walked over and saw the situation. Karupin's front claws had penetrated into Momo's shirt and his skin and was drawing blood as Karupin tried to jump away. It was a stupid scenario.
"There there, it's alright… Calm down…" Ryoma patted Karupin's head and down her back, calming her. When she was calm enough, Ryoma carefully tried to get her claws out. It was a success but the hard parts were getting Karupins claws out of Momo's clothes. Ryoma decided on ripping Momo's shirt apart. But Momo's stomach now had 6 little scratches. "This is all you fault!" Momo shouted, still crying.
"WHAT?" Ryoma threatened to put Karupin back on Momo's stomach, Momo immediately shot up and moved away. "Let me see." Ryoma placed Karupin down. Momo slooooooowly edged into a position where Ryoma could examine him. "You must've picked her up wrong, it's not my fault. Gosh, this is so stupid… Oh, Karupin! Don't claw at my towel!" The towel around Ryoma's waist was slowly slipping down as Karupin played with the little edge at the end of it. Ryoma took Karupin out the room and tightened his towel again.
"… Did Karupin claw your nose too?" Ryoma asked.
"Huh?" Momo's eyes widened. "Why do you ask?"
"You nose is bleeding." Ryoma innocently statede.
"Oh? Really? Oh, I didn't know! …Umm is there something to stop this?" Momo asked as Ryoma seemed to be looking for band-aids.
"Use tissue." Ryoma said clearly.
"But it's bleeding badly!" Momo retorted.
"Use tissues, unless you want me to stuff my mom's tampons in your nose!" Ryoma face Momo, rather irritated now.
"…" Momo got a tissue from near by and wondered how Ryoma learned about such sickly things.
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"So… Should we inform everyone else, nya?" Eiji asked, concerned. "Hai. Let's phone Echizen." Oishi picked up his cell phone and dialed the number.
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Beep beep beep beep beep beep. Ryoma's cellphone was ringing. Momo picked it up because he was the closest to it. Ryoma stared at what Momo was going to say, and Momo instantly got scared.
"Echizen?" Oishi asked.
"No, this is Momo, I'm staying over at Echizen's house… What's wrong, Oishi senpai?"
"Oh, well then… Umm... I know this might be sudden, but…" Oishi was thinking on how to break this out to Momo while Ryoma found band-aids.
"It's nothing much, Momo senpai. You'll live. It's just a little scratch…" Ryoma whispered, trying not to be interrupting with the phone.
"Umm… Okay?" Momo said, Ryoma took it as an agreement to his statement. Oishi took it as Momo telling him to hurry it up.
"Well, you see…" Oishi trailed off as he heard something from the background.
Ryoma was placing band-aids on the scratches. It didn't even bleed and it seemed REALLY light, Ryoma doubted that Karupins's claws clawed anymore in than 3 millimeters. But, apparently, it hurt Momo.
"Echizen! Don't touch me there! It hurts!" Momo shouted, because Ryoma was poking curiously at one of the claw-wounds.
"Uhhhhhhhhhh…" Oishi's nose felt quite uncomfortable. "Momo! You shouldn't be doing such things with Echizen at such a young age! You should really wait for a few years, even if you're gay! What if you get Echizen preg- oh…? He practically IS pregnant, but still!"
Momo perked up, attention fully on the phone. "Can you PLEASE get to the point, Oishi senpai?" Momo was too lazy to explain anymore.
"Well… Out games with St. Rudolph has moved to this Sunday! That's all; I hope I wasn't interrupting anything! Ja! Tell Ryoma that!" Oishi hung up.
"…" Momo looked down. Ryoma had finished putting on the bandages and was looking at him expectantly. "Oishi senpai said that the game with St. Rudolph has changed to this Sunday… AND he thought we were having sex…. AND you should really change the ring tone for you cell-phone, Echizen, it sounds like a bomb." Momo, face contorted in disgust.
"So…."
"Yeah."
"But I can't play."
"I know."
"…"
".."
"…Lets go eat something."
"Okay."
"After I get dressed."
Blush.
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"Nya, Oishi, I'm sure that Momo and Echizen are okay, nya… They can't be doing that kind of stuff… Right, nya?" Eiji was sitting on his bed, watching Oishi pace back and forth. "Well…I should call everyone else…" Oishi sighed and dialed more numbers.
The two had finished their dinner already, and it was a rather quiet one, because Eiji's mother kept smiling in her food, looking over her food occasionally at her son.
Eiji's siblings were all out on vacation. Apparently there's a 50 percent off on all charges in the '1000 great places to spend your holidays in' book. Roma's family took that bait too.
-After a while-
"They all know." Oishi placed his phone on Eiji's bed stand, looking a bit pleased. He looked at Eiji, saw that he was frantically picking at his teeth and frowned. "What's wrong, Eiji?" He asked, now sitting beside Eiji on his bed.
"I think I just felt something sharp here, nya…" Eiji opened his mouth as wide as he could and pointed at a totally dark spot at his gums. "… Sorry, Eiji, but I can't see anything." Oishi twisted his head to try to look deeper, but nothing worked. "Eeeuugh!" Eiji picked up Oishi's hands and stuck Oishi's index finger in and made it poke the spot that Eiji SWORE something sharp was there.
"Uhh…" Oishi blushed. Hey, this didn't mean anything, right? Eiji always does things like this… But on the other hand, Oishi still couldn't feel anything. "Augh!" Eiji was irritated, so in a desperate ray of hope, he pulled Oishi towards him and pressed his lips against his. Oishi gasped, and that gasp made enough room for Eiji's tongue to intrude into Oishi's mouth. It poked at Oishi's tongue for a while before Oishi finally relaxed and lifted his tongue. Eiji kept playing with Oishi's tongue and led it to the place that he felt something sharp.
Oishi's tongue met something sharp in Eiji's gums too. Oishi quickly drew away, forgetting the kiss he'd just received. "What is that? It feels like a shard of something…" Oishi asked nervously. Eiji didn't seem disturbed at all by that fact that he just kissed Oishi. "I don't know! When I touch it and start to move it around with my nails, it hurts nya!" Eiji pouted, but then almost immediately regretted it, Oishi might tell him to go to a dentist.
"Why don't you go to a dentist and have it checked out?" Oishi suggested calmly.
Eiji screamed.
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Ryoma had made Ramen for himself because Momo had cleaned out all the food in his fridge. He was eating rather late. It was 8:00 PM.
He ate, entertained by Momo's pouting and starry eyes staring at his Ramen.
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Fuji got home just in time for dinner. His mother and sister laughed at him situation and Fuji was glad that they could take it easily.
They ate dinner cheerfully as Fuji's mother kept adding extra food onto Fuji's plate, "You're eating for two now, Syuusuke." She'd say as an excuse.
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Fuji slept comfortably. Momo had insisted to sleep in the same bed as Echizen, after almost an hour of arguing, Ryoma had given up. Looks like the score is reversed. Momo is going to give him hell. Eiji had fallen asleep on his bed after right after dinner. Oishi just smiled and offered to Mrs. Kikumaru that he'd sleep on the couch.
Everyone else slept peacefully. Kaidoh was awake, thinking. WHY did I have to pay for his new glasses? I SAID that I wont, and he didn't disagree or anything…
--In the middle of the night—
"Momo senpai… Do you know that you're kicking me in the face? Find another position!"
"Ahh.. gomen ne, Echizen…" Momo woke and moved from his position, like a spider, his head was off the bed from the sides, one of his feet was kicking Ryoma's warm face and the other was on Ryoma's preg-low. His arms were above his head and he was embarrassed to be seen in such a position. Momo was wearing Nanjirou's old pajamas because Ryoma's were too small and he looked horrible in it. The pajamas had girls in swimsuits printed all over it. Momo was just glad that Fuji wasn't there to snap pictures.
"…Saaa… Momo senpai…"
"Hm?"
"Can you get me a can of watermelon Ponta?"
"Echizen, it's the middle of the night. PLUS you never drink watermelon Ponta."
"It'd really help me sleep, knowing that YOU WOKE ME UP."
Sigh. Momo got off the bed and went in search of the watermelon Ponta at 1:00 AM. Karupin's ears perked.
When Momo was back from the kitchen, he had a can of watermelon Ponta in his hand. I guess Echizen does drink watermelon Ponta… Ryoma was asleep. Jeez… Momo was steaming. He tried to get in the bed, but found that Karupin had snuggled comfortably on Momo's side of the bed. Momo didn't want what happened this afternoon to happen again, so he groaned and slept on the floor. On the BARE floor.
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Wow… At least I've gotten somewhere with the Golden Pair, right? I think this chapter was pretty… Random… And I made Karupin amd Momo have that 'situation' because I was bored and wanted entertainment… Lol… Momo IS getting tortured. And with the Eiji and Oishi kiss… The dentist is my plan, but I'll make them kiss just for the heck of it. Lol.
To tell the truth, I was hurt that not even 7 people reviewed on my last chapter. I wasn't motivated enough to write this fic at a faster rate… I'm so sorry…
Also, about the DO scenario, it seems like something similar to it is in the show Family Guy, as my friends told me. Well, I am to tell you here and now, that I don't watch family guy.
--Interation with the Characters—
Kiku: What? Everyone's gone?
--End interaction--
Next chapter preview:
Yuuta's eyes seemed to bulge out. Fuji was perfectly calm and just waved. Everyone on the St. Rudolph team was frozen in shock. Gakuto, who had come to watch the match, was laughing his head off. "Oh, this is good! This is too good! Kikumaru is pregnant! Hahahah!" He didn't even care that he was only about a meter away from the Seigaku acrobatics user.
Please Read and Review! Remember- reviews update! Now I'm thinking about something… I'm going to make Tezuka have a funny nightmare where gerbils attack him. (This'll come in handy in the last chapter) but I'm not sure… . Next chapter will be the match! And yes, everything will turn out well. I'll give you a clue on how. Goldfish. There. Hahahaha. And for those of you who wants Taka san to appear, most of the Seigaku regulars will appear next chapter… I hope…
