Training Camp… Or Not
Disclaimer: I don't own the Prince of Tennis cast and only about a quarter of this storyline for the first few chapters. XD I wish I did though...
Chapter summary: First formal meetings between roommates; including a sulky Kirihara and a very amused Oshitari as well as a not very pleased Hiyoshi and Gakuto. Renji is extremely frustrated and Shishido is sulking worse than Akaya. Why is Jirou the only happy one of the lot?
Warnings: Crack, OOC and shounen ai.
A/N: Woot! I was so surprised that people actually continued to review . Wow… I'm motivated to write more now. Thank you all so much!! I'll probably be updating this piece twice a week at the start, till about chapter 10 or so. After that, I'm afraid it's going to be once a week... Sorry, in advance. And onto the story XD...
For Sandy.
Chapter Three: Roomies Once, Roomies For Life
Choutarou made his way up to his assigned room slowly, taking his time to think things over. He had found a maid packing up his things just before and was informed that his things would be brought up to his new room soon.
Sure, he didn't mind rooming with other people but he was still slightly apprehensive at being put into the same room as Niou Masaharu. Innocent as he was, even Choutarou had heard rumors about the Trickster.
He was sure that Shishido-san…
//Stop. What am I thinking? I should… //
With some measure of relief, Choutarou found himself standing before his assigned room and left his disturbing thoughts behind him.
Walking in, since the door was ajar, the tall junior stopped uncertainly as he noticed his roommate lying prone on one bed with two bags at the foot.
The other rolled over closer and offered a hand, still on the bed, "Niou Masaharu. You're Ohtori, yes? D'you mind if I call you Choutarou?"
Choutarou shook his head, "Uh. That's fine, Niou-san."
Subconsciously he noted that the red covers on Niou's bed went quite horribly with the silver hair. Maybe he should bring it up later.
Niou was more than aware of the appallingly colored duvet and its horrendous clash with his hair, but he didn't mind. The discord would just made him look a little more threatening when he needed to, eventually. But right now he was on his best behavior, trying to get on Choutarou's good side.
He still had to continuously remind himself to smile rather than smirk.
Niou ended up with a kind of genial half smile that twitched suspiciously every now and again, but it was an effort.
Meanwhile…
Gakuto fumed as he stomped his way to his room. Oshitari hadn't been very sympathetic about his plight.
//Damn Yuushi. I'll get him back for this. Wait till he comes begging… //
His thoughts trailed off as he reached his room and found his roommate…
Uh… What was his name again?
Taking another irritated glance at the scrunched up sheet he held, Gakuto announced with malicious pleasure, "I don't think we're going to get along, Jacket."
Jackal looked up, startled at this announcement, but refrained himself from commenting.Kabaji sat on his bed silently. He stared at nothing. Thought about nothing. Said nothing. Did nothing.
Renji was having a particularly bad time about it.
How was one supposed to collect data without a working information source?
Kabaji continued to sit silently on his bed. Looking, saying, doing and thinking nothing. He reminded himself that the thinking was most important.
Atobe had definitely said that Yanagi Renji could pick up on his brainwaves.
//Think nothing… // he reminded himself again.
Oshitari strolled towards his room in a particularly good mood.
Sure, it could have gone better. He could actually be rooming with Yanagi Renji instead. Oshitari was positive that there could be a ton of fun to be had out of teasing the Master.
But…
Kirihara was a different type of apple.
//One with lots of crunch. // he mused thoughtfully, pushing open the door to his shared room and stepped nimbly to one side as a bucket of water came crashing down.
A smirk appeared, along with a glint on his glass lenses, "Too slow."
Oshitari continued on his way to his bed successfully avoiding two well hidden booby traps and a poorly aimed dart.
//Must be taking lessons from the Trickster. //
The banging and crashing caught the attention of next door, which just happened to be Hiyoshi and …
"AKAYA!"
Sanada.
Hiyoshi walked into his room with a curt nod at the fukubuchou of Rikkai. He felt a little petty since he knew he probably be better behaved towards a senpai.
But that little comment of Oshitari's still rankled a bit.
//I am not as stiff and upright as Sanada. I never will be… // Hiyoshi sniffed in his mind quietly.
A loud splash was heard in the next room down. Both of them looked at each other, startled, but when no further sound was heard, they looked back down and continued with their respective activities.
Sanada with his unpacking, Hiyoshi with his wall staring.
With a sigh, Hiyoshi came to the conclusion that he might as well initiate some form of communication between them.
Before he could however, loud bangs, crashes and booms sounded from next door. This time, they were in series.
Both Sanada and Hiyoshi rushed to the door and out.
Shishido glared at everything and nothing at the same time. It was an amazing feat. He had greeted his roommate for the next week with a grunt and nothing else when he entered.
At the moment, Shishido was fuming.
At Atobe.
At everything.
At nothing.
But particularly at his roommate.
Shishido knew that Yagyuu Hiroshi had done nothing wrong at all, but he felt that the other boy was in some way responsible for letting his doubles partner room with Choutarou.
Yep. It was all the Gentleman's fault.
Jirou peeked into his room carefully and muffled his 'sugois' and 'suges' as he spotted his long time idol, Marui Bunta sitting in THEIR room blowing bubbles with his bubblegum.
Taking in a deep breath, unable to bear the excitement anymore, Jirou charged into the room and glomped Bunta. "Marui-kunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"
He rattled on about how cool he thought Bunta was and how wonderful Atobe was for allowing him to room with Bunta.
"…And when Atobe told me that I was getting to room with Marui-kun I was so excited. I didn't even think about sleeping for a whole ten minutes! Isn't that amazing Marui-kun? Oh… You look kind of funny purple. Is that a new bubblegum thing to be able to turn your whole face the color of the gum?"
Atobe knocked on the door before entering the room that he and Yukimura would share for the next week.
The other buchou stood up as Atobe entered and smiled.
Atobe immediately motioned him to continue on with whatever he was doing. "I hope you're settling in well."
Yukimura chuckled a little and replied, "The hospitality is excellent."
There was a lull as both considered the best move to make next. Atobe's thought drifted to the positioning of rooms in his 'cottage'.
He and Yukimura shared the left wing of the third floor with Kabaji - Yanagi.
Hiyoshi - Sanada and Oshitari - Kirihara shared the right wing on the same floor.
Gakuto - Jackal, Jirou - Marui had the left wing and Choutarou - Niou and Shishido -Yagyuu had the right wing on the second floor.
The left and right wings were separated by no less than three sweeping staircases, multiple other rooms and a communal library. All this meant that apart from the other pair who shared your wing, you were a fair way away from any others.
Atobe had figured that this way, the Rikkai team wouldn't have to really exert themselves to try and keep the troublemakers, namely, Kirihara, Niou and maybe Marui, under control. He had it from excellent sources that Sanada, Yagyuu and Jackal could do wonders with the one who stepped out of line. If all else failed, he could probably count on Yukimura to step in and exert some control over his underlings.
Besides, Atobe had to make sure the troublemakers from his team were in control. Choutarou could be counted on to keep Shishido in line. Jirou and Gakuto got along the best, whereas Gakuto and Oshitari seemed to have a fight every second day. Thus the reason he put his tensai with Hiyoshi. The future Hyoutei captain could be counted on to control himself, but an extra eye on him wouldn't hurt.
With this in mind, Atobe correctly concluded that the crash must have happened on his floor but on the opposite wing.
His eyes met Yukimura's and they both reached an understanding.
//If you don't say anything, I won't either. //
Well? This was a bit longer than I originally planned but oh well. I think it was better too XD. I know that it might be a little confusing with all the rooming arrangements etc. but the information isn't actually that important. I just put it there to help me keep track of who's where and with whom. Also, I'm sorry if it sounds a bit fragmented... Just setting the scene.
Please? Review? I live on them now XD