Glass 2: Hyotei's Encounter
Oshitari shoved an overly large box just outside the tennis club room, and sighed as he walked into the said room.
"Oshitari-senpai, what is in that overly large box near the tennis courts?" Hiyoshi asked.
"You'll find out soon enough." Oshitari replied.
As he walked out of the club room, Atobe yelled, "Ore-sama demands all tennis club members to be on the courts in six minutes."
Just then Mukahi walked into the club room with a hooded jacket covering most of his hair.
"Um… Mukahi-senpai, why do you have your hood up? And why is your hair green?" Choutaro asked skeptically.
"Well, my hair is green because I drank this juice that Inui from Seigaku made… I'm trying to cover it with this hood, but it's only making me stand out more!" Mukahi growled.
Shishido laughed, "Maybe it's because no one wears hoods in late summer." Then he realized that what Mukahi was trying to do was smart and muttered, "Well, whatever that stuff is I'm not gonna drink it! If it can change Gakuto's red hair to fluorescent green, who knows what it'll do to brown hair!"
Jiroh sat up and glanced at Mukahi. "Sugee! Mukahi-kun's is green! I want blue hair."
"Are you sure about that?" Oshitari asked.
"Well, it would look cool…" Jiroh muttered as he left the club room.
"Ne, senpai-tachi we should get onto the courts before Atobe-san gets mad at us." Choutaro pointed out.
Even though they had a time limit, they regulars took their time getting onto the courts because they enjoyed annoying Atobe, well everyone except Choutaro.
"Ore-sama demands to know what took you so damn long!" Atobe shouted as he finished beating a random club member named Lee.
"We got caught up in a discussion about life." Mukahi replied slyly.
"Ore-sama does not believe th- Gakuto, what did you DO?!" Atobe yelled as he stared at Mukahi's unusual green hair.
"Do to what?" Mukahi said. He glanced around looking for anything he might have damaged in the last three seconds.
"He means your fluorescent green hair." Oshitari pointed out smugly.
"Oh, this? I think it has something to do with Inui. It's what we were talking about earlier…" Mukahi said somewhat cheerfully.
"Is it just me or does Gakuto seem smarter? Wow! I would have never guessed…" Shishido commented a little too loudly.
"If he was truly and idiot, please explain how he got into 9th grade. Besides if he acts stupid all the time then he might get kicked off the tennis team or worse." Oshitari countered.
"I admit you've got me there…" Shishido grumbled.
"It's true. I normally act stupid in all the boring classes, and insane around you guys. It's quite fun. You should try it sometime. Wait. Don't do that because acting stupid is my thing. If you're bored you should develop some specific behavior for yourself."
"…" Shishido almost walked away, but since practice wasn't over yet he stop mid-step and turned around.
"Ii data." Hiyoshi muttered just for the fun of it. Unfortunately for him everyone else found this annoying and slapped him, except Choutaro. He's just too nice.
"I wants to know why you know why Gakuto's hair has turned the unusual green." Atobe said distractedly. His brain was slightly scrambled because of all the bright colors.
"Umm… Atobe-bucho are you feeling ok? Maybe you should sit down and stop looking at Mukahi-senpai's hair." Choutaro commented worriedly.
"My hair? I thought we went over this. I drank this weird concoction that Inui made. I think it was called Aozu… Anyway next thing I knew I was on the floor and two hours had passed. When I looked in the mirror my hair looked like this." Gakuto stated as he pointed to his green hair.
"…Concoction is a rather big word for you Gakuto are you sure you know what it means?" Shishido teased.
"Shishido-san that's mean…" Choutaro warned.
"For course I know what it means. A concoction is like a mixture or blend of ingredients to make something else. In this case you all will learn first hand what it can do eventually."
"And what if we don't want to drink it?" Hiyoshi inquired. He immediately wished he hadn't bothered asking because Oshitari, who was next to him, suddenly turn slowly and glared at him. At the same moment, Mukahi pulled out what looked like a large tennis ball with a sadistic grin. Hiyoshi sweat-dropped and said, "I was only asking. I'll drink it. Calm down. Geez…"
After a moment of silence Jiroh sat up and said, "Inui's drink jump started Mukahi-kun's brain! Sugee!"
"Hmm? I suppose that's possible." Oshitari chuckled.
"Yuushi! I'm offended!" Mukahi shouted.
"Why do we care? Back to practice! Ore-sama wants the regulars to run 30 laps for disrupting practice!"
"What?!" The regulars said unanimously, some quieter than others.
"Make that 40."
With a groan the regulars started running. It was better than watching Atobe throw a fit, although a few regulars might use it as blackmail material.
After practice finished, they all took showers and changed, but before any of the regulars could leave Oshitari stopped them and said, "Before you leave, you guys need to drink this."
He was holding a tray with eight cups of Aozu. Atobe eyed the drinks warily and said, "Ore-sama demands Kabaji to drink it first."
"Usu." Kabaji replied. He walked forward and took a cup. Everyone leaned in to see what happened as he drank the cup, but they were all disappointed when nothing happened, well Oshitari and Mukahi were. Everyone else didn't comprehend the trouble that was head towards them.
"If Kabaji can drink whatever that is, Ore-sama can as well!" Atobe exclaimed boldly. As it turned out he couldn't handle the intense flavor of Aozu because after he finished his cup he did a face plant on the floor.
"That's gonna hurt later." Shishido whistled.
"Gekokujyou!" Hiyoshi cheered.
"Kabaji, please put Atobe on a bench." Oshitari sighed.
"I guess I'll go next." Shishido volunteered.
"Good luck!" Mukahi said solemnly.
Shishido glared at him and drank a cup of Aozu. Then he fainted, but this time Kabaji caught him.
"Sugee! Shishido fainted too! But Kabaji caught him…" Jiroh yelled. He was obviously amused by all the randomness.
"Well, at least he's amused. Hey Jiroh, wanna go next?" Mukahi said slyly.
"Heh, that's a good one, but no. I'm not masochistic." Jiroh replied.
"Che, so much for that. Now I'm stuck going. Hey, maybe my hair will become red again…" Mukahi sighed as he walked up and took a cup. After drinking it he muttered, "Yuck! It's just as bad as before." And fainted.
"Gekokujyou!" Hiyoshi said cheerfully, well as cheerfully as Hiyoshi could sound which means he was being cheerful I his head while he glared at his senpai. He set his eyes on Oshitari because he was the last person Hiyoshi considered formidable. Jiroh acted like a freshman so he didn't count.
"Well, I guess I'll go…" Choutaro sighed. He drank a cup of the dreaded juice and fainted like the others.
Hiyoshi walked up next and drank a cup. He looked triumphant and started walking away giving everyone still alive the impression that he was also immune, but three steps later he clutched his throat and fell over in pain. He fought to remain conscious, but Jiroh poked him and he also fell unconscious. Jiroh chuckled a little, while Kabaji moved Hiyoshi to a bench.
This is probably late, but imagine a large room with lockers, eight benches, and a mirror right in front of Atobe. And windows plus whatever else you feel like putting in it. The mirror is important and you'll see why in another chapter.
"Jiroh aren't you forgetting something?" Oshitari asked when Jiroh got up and collected his stuff.
"Oh darn! Is it my turn already? What about you, Oshitari?" Jiroh asked.
"I suppose I'll have to drink it at the same time as you to convince everyone I drank this stuff." Oshitari sighed.
"Kabaji is still awake."
"Whatever. Let's just finish this." Oshitari sighed.
"Fine with me. By the way what's this stuff called?" Jiroh said somewhat calmly.
"Aozu." Oshitari said. They both drank their cups of the now feared drink and fainted. Well Jiroh fainted right away. Oshitari got a chance to complaint about the taste, but he passed out mid-comment.
Kabaji put them on benches and sighed, "I'd like some ice cream."
When the group woke up, Atobe had yellow hair, Jiroh was still asleep, Mukahi's hair had returned to its usual color, and Oshitari was looking for some pain medication for his massive headache. Not to mention they were all late for their separate dinner times.
Beware the Aozu! Beware the Aozu! Beware the Aozu! Beware the Aozu! Beware!
I'm thinking of making this fanfic quite long. The next update will be a soon as my homework allows. Hopefully in a week or so. Thank you to those who've reviewed. If you plan on reviewing, thanks to you as well.