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Hyoutei-Seigaku…gone horridly wrong.
So…uh. This was suppose to be a spoofy-spinoff-ish thing of the official match between Hyoutei and Seigaku….but uh. It took a few interesting turns as we continued drinking our Dr. Pepper (PURE IMPERIAL SUGAR CANE BABEH …oh look Imperial YAY IMPERIAL HYOUTEI!!!) but uh…point is. The plot kind of changed. So, to give you a small idea of what's going on:
Hyoutei and Seigaku are suppose to be playing a friendly match. Fuji's still bitter about Jirou beating his brother, but y'know. It's Fuji. He likes holding grudges. ….But um. Things start taking interesting turns from this match. Enjoy!
….What happened to this being a short one-shot fluff?
…OH GOD IT HAS CHAPTERS TT-TT!!!!
"Tachibana-san! Save me!" Kamio scrambled over to hide behind his captain's leg, starring at Ibu and Kaido, "They've cracked under pressure…or something."
The glares returned to him, Ibu advancing as a deathly pace, though Tachibana held him at arm's length, looking confused, and over all concerned, "…What did I miss?"
"Finally got caught, boys?"
Everyone present turned to the new voice, and jaws once more hit the floor. Tezuka, Hiyoshi and Echizen included. Atobe had finally return from his disappearance…with an accompaniment. Saeki had his arm twined in Atobe's, holding his hand lightly and looking over everyone semi-cluelessly, "…I think we missed something."
"Nothing important, I assure you. I was wondering when you two would get caught cheating." Atobe smirked, his all knowing smug look back on his face, "It's been what…? Five months?"
At that, Ibu's teeth clenched and he turned his glare back on Kamio, "Five. MONTHS?! …KAMIO."
At this, the red head yelped and took off as fast as he could, with his…now ex-boyfriend close behind. Kaido, in turn, turned to Momo, "You….fucking…BASTARD." With that, he found a way to squirm out of Kawamura's hold, which had weakened exceptionally due to the power player's current shock, and tackled his own ex-boyfriend to the ground, managing to get a good punch in before he was once again dragged off. It left Momo with a bloodied nose, and everyone who'd known about the affair shaking their heads.
"Kaido, please calm down..." Inui tried reasoning with the second year, barely managing to get out of the way of his fist.
"DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!" With that, Kaido broke free once more and stormed off, muttering threats and swears to himself the entire time.
Kawamura looked after him, and then down at Momo, in a disappointed look, albeit concerned, "…I…guess I'll get him to the nearest hospital. Even though I'm not entirely sure you didn't deserve that punch."
Oishi nodded in agreement, going over to help Momo up with a sigh, "Even I think you deserved it. And I'm a pacifist."
The two started to leave, and Hiyoshi frowned, prodding at Echizen, "Oi. Ryo."
"…Oh yeah. Oi! Kawamura-sempai!" Kawamura turned around, looking confused, as the rookie finished his sentence, "We're coming over to the restaurant tonight."
"….Oh. Okay." He shrugged and waved as he dragged Momo off, being none-too-gentle in the process.
"See?" Echizen looked up at his boyfriend with a smug smirk, "Told you they wouldn't care."
Elsewhere, Kaido had finally begun to calm down a bit. He was still plotting a deathly vengeance towards Momo and Kamio, but he doubted he'd get away with it if the idiot was at the hospital. He growled and stalked over to a nearby park bench and fell into it, still muttering to himself.
His mutters were soon accompanied by a second person muttering.
"You know. If we did kill them, we could get away with it more or less. The only people that would really know would be our teammates, and I think they're on our side at this point and wouldn't really care. Of course, Tachibana-san might care that he's losing his vice-captain and next year's captain…but I'm sure he can find a replacement. It's not like anyone would actually miss yours either, would they? He's only good for power playing after all, and you and Kawamura are both stronger than him—"
"…Are you done?" Kaido asked, starring at the Fudomine tensai.
"…For now. I suppose. Why? Would it matter if I wasn't? I don't see why you would care, unless you had a proposal as to how we go about getting back at them—"
"Actually, I did."
"...Oh. Then carry on." Ibu sat down, watching the Seigaku player expectantly.
"We'll find the means later. But the first step, is definitely making them jealous." Kaido nodded, mostly to himself. He'd overheard his sempai talking about things like that a lot…namely between Fuji and Kikumaru, as Fuji plotted what he'd do if Tezuka ever even thought about cheating on him.
"That makes sense. …Can we get ice cream first? My throat's hurting from yelling at Kamio. …Wow, it sounds weird calling him by his last name. I'm so use to saying Akira that it almost seems alien—"
"Ice cream's a good idea." Kaido quickly cut in, before the other could start another monologue, "Strawberry?"
"Of course." Ibu blinked, "No flavour compares to strawberry."
"…This could be the start of a beautiful friendship." They both nodded, with a smile coming from both. The last thing Kaido thought, as they headed towards the ice cream parlour, was how much Ibu's smile was like Fuji's when he was upset…and how screwed Kamio was going to be when the infamous "tensai wrath" was unleashed.
Elsewhere...
"I know you don't know me that well, but please let me hide here for a while! Please Fuji's little brother—"
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM, NOW!" Yuuta pointed at the door angrily, still confused as to why Kamio was in his room, but more peeved about being referred to as the younger brother again at the moment.
"I can't! You don't understand! THEY'RE GOING TO KILL ME!"
"…Who? Aniki?"
"Worse…my boyfriend…er. I suppose he's my ex-boyfriend now, though."
"…You mean Momoshiro?" Yuuta tilted his head. Why would Momo want to kill him?
"What? No! Shinji!"
"…You were going out with Ibu-san?"
Kamio stared at him, then jumped up and bolted for the door, "You're on his side! Argh! I can't stay here!"
Yuuta just stared after him and fell onto his bed with his book. He'd long retreated from the practice matches, after his brother had announced that he was going to crush the poor Hyoutei player for embarrassing him. It hadn't been that…ok. Yeah, it was embarrassing, but that was beside the point!
His train of thought didn't last much longer as the door was once more thrown open. He'd half expected it to be his brother, or someone else from Seigaku telling him that his brother had actually killed the poor narcoleptic. Luckily, it wasn't. It was his manager, looking between being overly pleased and annoyed.
"Mizuki-sempai…where've you been?"
"Contemplating my match with Takahisa-san. Again. Grrr. We shouldn't have lost that match!"
"…You were with Kirihara-san."
"…I never said I wasn't." Mizuki complained, "He's the only one that'll listen when I need to vent."
"I would if you'd stop complaining about that particular match! I'd rather listen to you praise my brother than complain about that."
"…I haven't gotten that bad, have I?"
"A month." Mizuki stared at him, and Yuuta rolled his eyes, "You've been complaining about it for a month." He then began holding up tape recorders, five total, "These are from listening to you complain about it."
"…Why and how?"
At that, the younger Fuji smirked, slipping on a pair of black shades, "I've got the best connections."
"…You scare me sometimes. Anyways, Akazawa's cooking. You might want to find your own means of dinner."
"…But Akazawa-sempai can cook good."
"…But he only feeds Kaneda. Now. You. Food. Fetch."
"…You didn't eat?"
At that Mizuki didn't answer, just looked at him and Yuuta quickly fled the room. He didn't mind getting his sempai food sometimes, but that was at least the fourth time that week that he'd had to get something for Mizuki. He sighed, walking at a decent pace down the corridor. He'd just make Mizuki pay him back later. With a satisfied nod, he turned the corner that led to the entrance doors, and unexpectedly found himself sprawled on the floor in an interestingly compromising position.
"…Do you mind getting off of me?" The person he'd landed on asked, looking up at him oddly. At that, Yuuta blushed and quickly jumped up, helping the other person up.
"Sorry…I was…uh…."
"Not paying attention?" The other person offered, and then shrugged it off, "It's ok. It's worse at my school. Anyways…can you tell me where Mizuki is? I kind of owe him an apology, I guess."
At that, Yuuta took the time to examine the other person.
"…Takahisa-san, right?"
"Uh…yeah, how'd you know?"
"Mizuki-sempai's been ranting about you for the past month."
"…Oh." Takahisa looked down, rubbing the back of his neck in an embarrassed manner, while Yuuta again took the time to look over him, this time taking in his looks.
"Ano…Fuji Yuuta, right?"
That time Yuuta stared, "How do you know that?"
"You look like your brother."
"I'M NOT MY BRO--..what? No I don't!" He'd half been expecting to hear something about how everyone referred to him as Syusuke's little brother, and stumbled over his small recovery, "I don't look anything like him!"
"Yeah you do." Takahisa nodded, "Same eyes, when he actually opens them…. Same hair colour, too…and facial structure."
Before Yuuta could protest, the Jyousei player reached over, tilting his head up gently, "And don't argue. It's rude to argue with a sempai."
"What?!"
"I'm a third year, you're a second year. I'm also a captain, therefore even more rude."
Yuuta had given up by that time and settled with giving in, "Whatever. Can I go now? I'm suppose to be getting food for my team." Lazy ass room mate…and team for that matter. Damn captain only cooking for Kaneda.
"All of them?"
"Most of them. The captain doesn't cook for all of us, and since he is cooking tonight, that usually means someone has to go get food for everyone else." …And why am I telling you this again?
"Oh. In that case, I'll help." Takahisa shrugged, "It's the least I can do…seeing as how I still owe Mizuki-san an apology, and now you since we just crashed into each other."
"…Oh….kay…?" At that point, the younger brother had completely lost all interest in trying to argue and sighed, "Well, do you have anywhere in mind then? I usually stop at whatever's closest, but I'm…fairly sure they're all sick of that by now."
"…There's a sushi place not too far from here. We could go there."
"…Fair enough." I can get something for aniki too and hopefully use it as a peace treaty so he doesn't kill anyone…
Without a second thought he ended up following the Jyousei third year, while striking up random conversation the entire way. They had no idea how awkward their evening was about to get.
...Ok. Wow. I've had this sitting on my computer for a good month or two o-o;;; -sweatdrop- Sorry. I didn't even realize I hadn't posted it.