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: Hiyoshi gets a very interesting case of hero worship. Marui questions himself and Jirou is psychic whereas Atobe curses his Insight and Yukimura, Yagyuu and Niou learn an interesting fact about the Hyoutei team. Shishido and Niou are still having a cat fight over poor Choutarou. The poor, poor darling…
Warnings: Crack, OOC and shounen ai.
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For Sandy.
Chapter Six: Ranidaphobia?
"So where're we having lunch again?" Marui asked his roommate, who was obviously struggling not to burst out into loud yells. Well, at least it seemed to be keeping him from collapsing into narcoleptic slumber. Marui would have absolutely no idea what to do in that situation - should he leave him? Get help? Carry him? Try to wake him up? There were so many options.
Mentally, Marui started to plan some sort of revenge on Atobe for coming up with this room arrangement. The boy must be either very sadistic or completely insane, in his view. "Probably both," he muttered absently, not realizing he'd said it out loud.
Hiyoshi stayed a wary distance from the sopping and fuming Sanada as both made their way back next door to their room.
He was filled with a sense of awe towards the Rikkai second year ace, Kirihara. The other boy had 'taken on' Sanada and 'won'. In a sense.
Maybe he should start taking lessons…
Jirou had to keep his hand in front of his mouth as he bounced silently in circles around Bunta.
He had promised not to make a huge fuss by yelling, screaming or otherwise announcing his Marui-kun's presence to anyone, anywhere.
Sleeping was currently the furtherest thing from his mind as he gleefully thought of the next seven days spent in close proximity to the pink haired tensai.
The thought was enough to make him squeal, silently of course, and punch the air with equally silent 'sugois' and 'suges'.
Bunta gave him a weird look, but Jirou didn't even see it. However, he did hear the muttered comment that the other boy spoke out loud, "Probably both…"
Jirou stopped immediately and a huge grin appeared. "Are you talking about Atobe? He's so awesome isn't he? But his Insight is scary sometimes since sometimes he just tells you things that you didn't even know. Apart from that he's the best buchou EVER!"
Violet eyes blinked. //How on earth did he know I was referring to Atobe?//
Shishido was on the warpath.
Niou had dared to lay his hands on HIS Choutarou.
This meant WAR.
Snarling a curse at the smirking Trickster, Shishido circled around the bed quickly, ignoring the jiggling pain in his shoulder.
Niou stepped to one side as he tried to make a grab for either Choutarou or his captor who was still running his hand casually up and down Choutarou's back.
Grinding his teeth at the failure, the blue capped boy stood and thought about his next move.
//Have to corner him// he finally decided.
He took a step forward only to take another back as Niou sauntered past him with an arm around the still blushing second year, making sure to keep the bed in between them.
Breathing heavily in anger, Shishido was about to do something extraordinarily rash, such as throw Yagyuu at Niou, when he heard the familiar drawl of his buchou.
"Hmm? Do you honestly need ore-sama to baby sit you Shishido?" The arrogant smirk was firmly in place on Atobe's face as he took in the situation in a glance.
"Atobe! Niou… He… Choutarou… They…" Shishido tried to get a full sentence out in his anger but failed miserably.
Choutarou had taken the opportunity to escape from Niou as the other boy's hand slackened their hold on him. He quickly made his way to Shishido's side and touched his shoulder gently, "Are you alright Shishido-san?"
The older boy looked up at his kouhai and nodded.
Niou snickered behind his hand but stopped immediately as he spotted Yukimura behind Atobe. //Uh oh… //
Yagyuu just sighed and took a firm, if slightly possessive, hold of Niou's arm, leading him away from the site of potential damage. "Let's go down to lunch together."
Atobe looked from his doubles one pair to Rikkai's doubles pair and shook his head; he saw through Niou's plan at once and already had a good idea of what had passed in this room before.
"I did not need to know that…" he muttered to himself as his Insight kicked in.
Yukimura had a sympathetic smile waiting for him when he turned. "I'm sorry about Niou. He enjoys games too much. I don't think you have this much trouble with your team."
Atobe smiled back, slightly incredulous, "Then obviously you haven't seen my team on a bad day. The chaos is at least ten times what it is now. Especially if frogs are involved."
A frown. "For some reason, most of my team is ranidaphobic. It's all very strange."
Soon, Atobe would regret ever revealing this information.
Marui stared at Jirou. "Are you like, psychic, or something?" he asked warily.
Seriously, this guy got weirder and weirder every time they met, he was sure. "I /was/ talking about Atobe, as a matter of fact. He's got to be totally crazy and maybe nearly as sadistic as 'Haru in a bad mood. Oh, that's Niou, to you," he clarified.
He did think the silent bouncing was quite sweet, in a sort of... puppyish kind of way. It was the same sort of vibe as Akaya gave off - except, where Akaya was a rabid puppy, Jirou was more like a hyper puppy. With narcolepsy. Marui almost rolled his eyes. Surely, even when he was on a particularly bad sugar high, he wasn't as bad as this!
He thought nagged at him. He tried to ignore it, but his concentration span was limited at the best of times. Eventually (three seconds later), he caved.
"Hey, Akutagawa-kun?" he asked. "You've seen me on a sugar high before, right? Once or twice? Was I like..." he wondered how to phrase it. "Um... like, totally hyper, bouncing around everywhere, talking at top volume, that sort of thing? I wasn't, was I?"
"Radinophobic?" Yukimura raised an eyebrow.
"Fear of frogs," Yagyuu called over his shoulder as he and Niou left. Yukimura nodded in understanding.
"Ah. That's odd - most of /my/ team love frogs. I think Akaya kept a few as pets last year... they all ended up being eaten by his neighbor's dog, though. I remember he cried for days," Yukimura reflected fondly, an affectionate smile on his face.
Atobe gave him an odd look; apparently, he couldn't fathom Yukimura's affection for the, frankly, totally unstable junior.
Out in the corridor, an unholy gleam had entered Niou's eye. Yagyuu spotted it immediately, and guessed what he was thinking a split second later. "Don't even think about it," he said warningly. Niou gave Yagyuu his version of an innocent smile. It made him look twice as demonic as before.
"Think what, Hiroshi?" he asked. He got a stare in return, and looked away with a small shrug.
"Isn't it interesting, though?" he mused. "I'll bet Shishido's scared of them too..."
Yagyuu's eyebrows moved down a fraction of a millimeter, signaling that he was frowning. "Why are you trying so hard to torment Shishido?" he asked. "I saw you teasing Ohtori-kun in there. You were doing it just for fun, right?"
Niou tilted his head. "Maybe, maybe not," he drawled.
Ah, now, this really was perfect.
"He's a cute kid. Kind of innocent-looking, you know? I'll bet he hasn't even had his first kiss yet. Why…? Are you jealous Hiroshi?"
Yagyuu answered that with another stare, knowing that if he protested vocally, Niou would just laugh and say he was in denial.
"Ahh, don't worry, Hiroshi. I'm just playing."
"Hn. Watch Ohtori's feelings. If he's as impressionable as he seems, you might end up making him have a crush on you."
Niou snorted. Well, obviously! That was practically half the whole point. "Ha! Better me than that arrogant cap-boy," he sneered.
"You're just as arrogant sometimes," Yagyuu pointed out. Niou looked affronted.
"Am not!" he protested.
"..."
"Am not!"
"..."
"I'm /not/!"
"..."
"Ah, screw you, bastard."
"..."
Well… I guess it's going somewhere now… Kinda… Sorta… Ok… Maybe not. XD Review please! Thanks