"[First-Name]! Wake up!"
"Just five more minutes, please..."
"In five more minutes you'll be LATE!"
Late...? What does he mean, late...? Today is Sunday, you know that, at least.
School ends up on Saturday and starts up once more on Monday, the only thing in between are club practices. Club practices..!
You can feel eyes boring into you as you hastily push your duvet back and quite literally jump out of bed.
"Please leave, Nii-chan. I've got to get changed, and no doubt Father would throw a fit if he knew his son was such a pervert as to watch his own sister."
The boy who stands in the room with you—your dearest and only twin brother- is visibly embarrassed by your calm accusations and leaves the room muttering to himself, ("I was just worried that my sister would oversleep...!") , and you begin to change out of your pyjamas into a light casual outfit that could only be described as, well, plain.
"He best not have left without me," you said to yourself aloud, though you knew he would not have, considering you were his darling twin and if your parents found out he hadn't escorted you, well, he wouldn't be going anymore.
So it came to no surprise when your brother was tapping his feet just outside of your house in annoyance, carrying his tennis equipment and wearing his school uniform of all things. Even if it were a club practice, it was still the weekend (though you wouldn't be surprised if the other participants also wore their uniform and perhaps that all coveted jacket that your brother so desired!).
You are the student manager of Seigaku, and you are heading to their practice to help out. You've never had an interest in Tennis, not until Junior High started and your brother decided it was the new best thing to be doing. For your first year of Middle School, you and your brother attended Rikkaidai, but then following a transferral of work your father received, you both started attending Seigaku instead.
Your brother had quickly gained skills to rival that of even the regulars (when had he ever not excelled in anything? He was exactly opposite to you, who never really did particularly well in anything!) and his personality (you loved him, you really did, but he was ever so obtrusive) meshed well with the unique people inhabiting the club.
"Hiro! [First-Name]!"
That would be one of the unique people you were just thinking of in your long monologue which for some reason you do quite a lot! Monologging, I mean, not thinking of them because that would be awkward.
"Eiji-senpai!" Your brother almost deafened you with his loud voice as he called out in reply to the bouncing feline-like senpai waving his raquet around (that might hit someone!).
"Good morning, Kikumaru-senpai."
"[First-Name]-chan!~ I told you it's fine to call me Eiji, nya."
It looked like Kikumaru Eiji was set upon you calling him on a first name basis, and on any other day you might have been forced to reluctantly do so, but...
"Eiji-senpai, Hiro-senpai, everyone is waiting."
"O'chibi!~" You could see the poor freshmen roll his eyes at the nickname Kikumaru had given him.
"O'chibi!" And, unfortunately, your dear brother Hiro had also adopted.
"Ryoma-kun, good morning."
"Here to help out again, [Last-Name]-senpai?"
"Mmh! I had to keep an eye on Hiro, else he'd probably cause a riot."
"Considering our company, I wouldn't doubt it."
There was a reason you absolutely adored the freshman. That reason was because he always knew how to tease your poor twin, and the fact you two made a wonderful tag team when you felt like ganging up on poor Hiro.
("[Last-Name]-senpai, how come you're always so mean to Hiro-senpai, but nice to everyone else?")
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Practice ended without many issues (that were not the usual, at least) and your brother had gone off with most of the regulars to eat (wasn't that just making their practice ineffective? Your brother always said a man has to eat to be strong, but you aren't sure how much of what he says is a joke or not.) and you'd been left behind with Fuji, who Hiro had asked to walk you home.
"Fuji-senpai, you really don't have to do this..."
"But I want to, [Last-Name]-chan."
"If so, then that's ok... I just feel bad making you miss out on eating with everyone."
"I wasn't planning on getting much anyway, so it's fine."
"..."
"..."
Both Fuji and you stayed quiet for most of the walk, which was one of the reasons you enjoyed the quiet boys company—because you weren't used to the peace he always seemed to emit.
"I envy you and Hiro-san, sometimes."
? Where did that come from...? You stopped walking and turned to look at your companions face, but it was the same as always; plastered with that undying smile that hid the true Fuji.
"Yuuta-kun admires you greatly, you know, Fuji-senpai."
The boy with his eyes closed just continued smiling, staying silent.
"But sometimes, it's just really scary having to try and match up to someone you admire."
"It sounds like you speak from experience, [Last-Name]-chan."
That caught you off guard, and you had begun to play around with the ends of your hair. You never quite knew what to expect with Fuji around, but you'd often speak of your brothers, though mostly it was much less serious ("Yuuta-kun did THAT..? Once, Nii-chan..."), so you weren't quite sure what to say, other than a quiet "Yes."
"Sometimes I feel like I'm looking through a broken window, and Yuuta-kun is just outside."
"There's always the door, you know, senpai."
The conversation began to slow, and the both of you had finally arrived at your house.
Fuji gave you a smile. A real one, though it was difficult to tell.
"See you later, [Last-Name]-chan. Let's help each other open our doors, ne?"
"Of course, senpai. I'll be glad to."
"It's been a pleasure."