Disclaimers: Refer to the first page.

A/N: Some people have guessed the pairing correct. But I'm still not telling who. Don't worry, more hints will be coming in this chapter and the next few. So, guess again. Again, I repeat, this is not twincest. Ryoya has a severe case of brother complex, that's all. Anyway, thanks for your reviews, but please give me more input on how you like this chapter. OK? (By the way, thanks, Gwynhafra, for pointing out my mistakes.)

"Ano…"

Ryoya looked up from his book. Standing in front of him was a boy his age. He was fidgeting and looking very shy. Ryoya frowned. "Yes?"

"I'm Katsuo, Ryoma's classmate. Dozo Yoroshuku."

"Echizen Ryoya. Dozo."

"Ano…Ryuzaki-sensei asked me to call you and Ryoma-kun to the tennis court. The practice is starting soon."

"Hai. Arigatou." Putting the book away, he called, "Onii-sama, wake up." He nudged the sleeping boy.

Ryoma blearily opened his eyes.

"Ohaiyo, Ryoma-kun. The practice is starting soon," Katsuo greeted.

"Uisu." Ryoma stretched and yawned. After he stood up, he slung his bag over his shoulder and tugged his cap onto his head. Then he offered his hand out to the still sitting Ryoya.

Katsuo's eyes nearly fell out of his sockets. He had heard the rumours that their usually cocky regular was actually kind to his twin, but he dismissed it as a rumour. After all, Ryoma-kun would never act that way. Yet here he was.

Ryoma pulled down his cap at Katsuo's expression. "Mada mada dane." He walked towards the tennis court, ignoring his classmate.

"Ne, Katsuo-kun, let's go," Ryoya called out to the frozen boy.

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"Gather around, minna. For the first years that were not here yesterday, this is Echizen Ryoya, Ryoma's younger twin. He is here as an exchange student. From today onwards, he will be one of our members. Please treat him nicely," Sumire introduced the boy once again.

"I'm Kachiro, Ryoma's classmate. Nice to meet you."

"And I am Horio. I have two years experience in tennis." Horio puffed out his chest proudly.

Ryoma nodded. "Nice to meet you."

"So, you must be very good at tennis as well," Kachiro was very curious. Perhaps there would be another First Year becoming a Regular.

"Iie. I'm nowhere near Onii-sama. I only play occasionally. Most of my time is spent studying," Ryoya smiled politely.

"Hoi! Hoi! Yaya-chan is so different from Ochibi, nya," Kikumaru immediately glomped the scowling Ryoya. "Ochibi spends most of his time playing tennis."

I know. He is my Onii-sama. There's no need for you to tell me that! And get your hands off me! Although he would have liked to speak his thoughts, he refrained from doing so. He must not spoil his image in front of so many people. Besides, Kikumaru was his number one suspect. He must not alienate him right now. He might prove to be useful later on. "Kikumaru-senpai, I can't breathe." Now he understood why his Onii-sama hated his hugs. Maybe he shouldn't hug him anymore. He frowned. Then again, maybe not. After all, Onii-sama was still alive. That proved that his hugs were not detrimental to his health.

"Eiji, let the poor boy go," Oishi said sternly, concerned.

"Quiet! I have not yet finished my announcement," Sumire scolded. When she had everyone's attentions, she continued, "Tokyo Tennis Association had contacted the school yesterday. A training camp would be held next week. Three schools have been invited: Hyotei, Fudomine and our school. Each school can bring twelve members along. Nine spots have already been filled. There're three spots left. A swift competition will be held after school these few days to determine who will be going. Tezuka?"

"Except for the nine members chosen, the rest of you are going to have a chance, even the first year students. It will be like the matches for regular spots, only this time, the four winners of each group will have to fight the others. The three with the most wins will be chosen. The nine are Tezuka, Oishi, Fuji, Kawamura, Inui, Kikumaru, Momoshiro, Kaido, and Echizen Ryoma. Minna, yudan sezu ni ikkou."

"Hai, Buchou!" The spirits of the tennis club was fired. Each wanted to do their best. Even the first year members were chatting excitedly among themselves. (Horio could be seen and heard bragging about his non-existent skills.)

Ryoya took all these in dispassionately. He couldn't understand why they were all excited. It's only a training camp. He would have thought everyone would want to avoid it, not eager for it. He definitely did not want to go.

Sumire smirked. She could guess what the new brat was thinking about. After all, it was all written on his face. "Ryoya, Ryoma would be going for the training. You won't be seeing him for a week if you lose," she said softly.

Ryoya froze. I can't see Onii-sama for a week? Then what am I here for? Yada! I'll just have to win. It is easy. Looking at all the energized members all around him, he sweat-dropped. Is it really that easy? What he said to Kachiro-kun was the truth. He was truly an amateur compared to his Onii-sama. Putting aside skills, even his stamina couldn't match with Onii-sama. What was he going to do? If he was to find the brother snatcher, he had to stick close to Onii-sama. Wait! A week? That means if I really win, I will be missing all the classes! Oh, no. What should I do? Ryoya was squatting on the ground, holding his head in despair.

The Regulars, who were watching his reactions all this time, sweat-dropped.

"Ne, Ochibi, is your twin all right? He seemed depressed over something," Kikumaru asked in a whisper.

"Mada mada dane." He was probably wondering which he should choose; his study or the training. Ryoya did have an obsession over his studies. He could still remember when they were 7, Ryoya cried for three whole hours, non-stop, after he received his marks for one of the subjects; he had one mark deducted for a careless mistake. (He usually had perfect marks.) He shuddered at the thought of that incident. After that, his twin had gone into 'excessive-study' mode; and he never stopped since.

Oishi could not stand it anymore. "Daijobu desu ka, Ryoya-kun?" Deep concern was all over his face. "There is no need to fret over the matches. Just relax and play like you normally do. You played against Eiji yesterday and you're fine."

But that's because we started halfway. The score was already 5-4 by then. (Kikumaru – 4) I only had to play two more games, or should I say lose two more games? Instead of cheering him up, the fukubuchou's words disheartened him even more. All of this is that thief's fault. I will definitely find out who he is. Then,…hehehe… He jumped up suddenly, an evil smile on his face.

Oishi, who was too surprised by the unexpected action, fell onto his buttocks. "Itai…"

"Oishi…" Kikumaru hurried over to check on his double partner.

Ryoya frowned at the pair. This scene was… Hmmm… Perhaps he had suspected the wrong person. He discreetly observed the other Regulars. The captain was as stoic as ever. He couldn't guess anything from him. Inui-senpai was busy writing something in his ever present notebook. Kawamura –senpai was not rubbing the back of his head shyly while giving advices to the first years. Fuji-senpai…iie, it couldn't be him. He dismissed the smiling boy. It couldn't be Kaido-senpai as well. He doubted his Onii-sama would like someone so snake-like. His eyes feel upon the last one: Momoshiro-senpai. He frowned. It was possibly him. Nanako-chan had mentioned that he had been coming over to pick up Onii-sama every morning. Okay! Momoshiro-senpai will be my next target. A very big sinister grin spread over his former gloomy face, unnoticed by others.

Except a pair of sharp eyes. It seemed that things would get interesting soon. He should start to woo Ryoma before he lost him. A smile spread on his face. This would be fun.

To be continued...

A/N: Can you guess the pairing yet?