Training Camp… Or Not
Disclaimer: I don't own the Prince of Tennis cast. XD. I wish I did though... But I do own the storyline from here on!
Chapter summary: Say… When did Atobe have /that/ kind of urge? oO; Awww… You poor, poor thing Sanada, I'm sure Yukimura didn't mean it. Did he? Anyway, why is the Rikkai Dai buchou having such dramatic mood changes? Oh, don't miss the Rikkai regulars becoming a human tidal wave! Just the normal, everyday happenings…
Warnings: Crack, OOC and shounen ai.
A/N: Again, I'll apologize for my upcoming hiatus for about two weeks. If I can, I'll start updating again earlier. Anyway… TCON (this fic) HIT 5000+ hits!!!!!!! AHHHHHHH! Thank you everyone for your support!!! Hope you continue this support in 2007!!! XD
A (still early) Happy New Year to you all!!!! (Come on… Just 5 and a bit more hours to go…)
Wishing you all the best for 2007! And let crack!tenipuri take over more unsuspecting people. XDD
For Sandy.
Chapter Thirteen: Hugs and Horror
Yagyuu and Renji both tensed and simultaneously made a grab for their fukubuchou who had apparently gotten a case of wobbly legs.
"Yukimura…" was the only thing Sanada could say. And he said it over and over again until Renji poked him with the tip of a pen. Then he began making soft mewling sounds of distress.
Atobe's pleased smirk at shutting everyone present turned to a frown of irritation as the Rikkai vice captain started whimpering.
Ever since he was little, Atobe had a damnable soft spot for small, helpless creatures. Although Sanada didn't technically qualify as 'small' or 'helpless' under any circumstance, including this one, Atobe still had to suppress the urge to go and cuddle Sanada.
Another thought intruded. //It can't be that serious if I walked over and patted his head or something right//
He ridded that thought almost immediately. God knows what his team would think if that happened. A small turning down of his lips signaled his displeasure at the thought. Knowing his team, they'd probably rebel. Turning resolutely away, Atobe faced Yukimura.
"Can you do something about that?" Atobe hissed, elegantly of course, to the still smiling Yukimura.
Yukimura seemed to only /just/ notice the condition of his vice and blinked his violet eyes. "Oh dear… Genichirou, are you quite alright?"
The whimpers became louder and Sanada ducked his head, burying it into his hands. Something that looked suspiciously like a sob racked his body.
The Rikkai team was quite used to their fukubuchou enter this depressed state since Yukimura seemed to make it his mission to announce that he was going out with or engaged to someone different every week. What the Rikkai team couldn't understand was why their captain had chosen to continue the game during a /training camp/ of all things.
The Hyoutei team were edging away from both the Rikkai team and from where Atobe and Yukimura stood.
A proud smile found itself on Atobe's face as he watched them.
//At least training them to trust their instincts and flee at extreme danger didn't go wrong… // He turned to observe Sanada again//However, I do not see what sort of danger he presents. Maybe he's going to cry. //
Atobe's eyes widen imperceptibly with horror//Oh my god. Don't let him cry! I won't be able to suppress the urge to cuddle him then//
To Atobe's immense relief, and to the surprise of the Rikkai Daigaku regulars, Sanada did not burst into tears. At least not visibly.
As soon as the black haired vice stood up straight again, the Hyoutei team had crept back to stand before the two captains again.
Yukimura turned to face Atobe with a slightly perturbed look. The blue haired captain had never had so little reaction from Sanada after such an announcement. The fukubuchou hadn't even started wailing before he had righted himself again. Yukimura adored Sanada of course, but he couldn't help but tease him just a little. The look turned into something akin to a pout.
The entire Rikkai team surged forward in a human tidal wave in an attempt to cheer their captain up.
"Ne, ne, Buchou??! Look! I can do tricks with my gum…!" Marui was popping weirdly shaped bubbles at an alarming speed which caused uneasy looks from everyone but Jirou. Hyoutei's volley specialist applauded and danced around with his hands over his mouth at the same time. Even Atobe looked surprised at how Jirou managed that feat.
Yukimura barely gave him a glance.
Akaya pulled out three rainbow colored tennis balls from god knows where and started juggling. "Ne, ne… Buchou! Look, I've learnt how to juggle!!"
Yukimura's eyes didn't even lighten.
Niou stood a few meters away with an evil smile and pulled out a pair of throwing knives from behind his back. Yagyuu looked startled since he recognized the weapons but made no move to stop Niou. At least not until Niou made a mock throwing motion towards the still juggling Akaya. "Ne, ne buchou! Look! I've learnt how to impale Akaya with throwing knives!"
Yukimura actually blinked this time round.
Sanada and Yagyuu both started a charge towards Niou; Sanada to stop any potentially embarrassing situations and Yagyuu because he wanted his damned knives back. However, both of them realized that they couldn't get there in time since the knives had already left Niou's hand. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on your feelings towards Akaya, they still missed.
Rikkai's wall of defense, Jackal Kuwahara, stood towering over their sole second year who sat on the floor with the rainbow colored balls scattered in three different directions. Jackal had plodded his way over to Akaya with a resigned expression when the junior had pulled out the balls and removed him from Yukimura's sight just as Niou released his weapons.
Both of the would be 'saviors' also found that they couldn't stop in time. Ahead of them loomed the impressive, or not so impressive, form of Yanagi Renji. Sanada swore he saw the Master's eyes open for a brief instant before their imminent collision. However, all of that was forgotten as Sanada managed to stop /just/ before he touched Renji. Since Yagyuu didn't collide into his back, Sanada figured that the Gentleman had managed to stop himself too.
A small sigh of relief left both Sanada and Renji's mouths. But it was a moment too soon.
"Excuse me…!" A usually calm and collected voice, currently stressed, sounded from behind.
Sanada started to turn. "What is it Ya…"
CRASH.
Niou skipped a couple of steps backwards and found himself next to Choutarou. A smirk found its way onto his lips. "Say… Fancy seeing you here, Chouta-kun."
Shishido growled. Oshitari smiled. Everyone else standing nearby blinked at having a Rikkai student amongst the Hyoutei crowd.
Yukimura started laughing. Everyone turned to see what was so amusing.
Yagyuu was on the very top. His glasses were askew and he was never less of a gentleman than he was at that moment. The words that were coming out of his mouth were /less/ than gentleman like.
Renji was under him. Literally, in a general manner. He was scribbling in his notebook again. "Priceless… Never had the pleasant experience of being sandwiched by Yagyuu /and/ Sanada."
Kirihara twitched at this and it's implication but it just made Yukimura laugh harder. Atobe sent a quizzical look Yukimura's way but did not venture to say anything.
At the very bottom, like the lower slice of bread, lay Sanada on his stomach. He didn't look overly pleased. "Renji…"
The Master looked up from his scribbling. "Hmm? Was there something you wanted Genichirou?"
A low growl made its way out of Sanada's throat. But he managed to sound civil and grounded out a soft, "Get. Off. Me."
"Oh…" It seemed to occur to Renji for the first time that Sanada's position just /may/ be /slightly/ uncomfortable. "OH…"
He craned his neck as far as he could to look up at Yagyuu. "Say… Hiroshi? Can you please move off me? I think Genichirou just may be motivated to bite me any moment now…"
Yagyuu broke off from muttering curses at Niou; since there was /no one/ else who would have dared to push him that hard, especially considering Sanada was the one standing in front, and looked down. "Right…"
He tried to move off in the most natural way possible but it didn't work out as he reckoned. Without his glasses, Yagyuu was blind as a bat and twice as helpless.
He eventually managed to slide down, but not until he managed to somehow kick Sanada three times where the-sun-don't-shine and step all over Renji's hair.
Renji then crawled off Sanada and brushed out his hair vigorously. Dust flew. So did Renji's pen. "Hmm… Yagyuu, or at least his feet, seem to be highly dusty. I wonder why… Perhaps Niou's theory of him being an ancient tomb mummy may just be true."
Yagyuu heard the last comment and shoved his glasses back up his nose firmly. "Niou-kun…" His voice was back to the cool tone that everyone was used to.
"Yes, Yagyuu-kun?" Niou tried sounding as innocent as possible but doubted his ability to escape punishment. Everyone called /him/ vicious. But when it came down to it, Yagyuu was a hundred times better at keeping a grudge and a thousand times more devious when carrying it out. Niou decided then and there that he was going to get someone to taste his food and drinks before he did for the next couple of days.
Yagyuu just gazed coolly at Niou who blinked several times and tried not to shuffle around.
By that time, Sanada had managed to climb off the ground and dust himself off. He still moved awkwardly due to kicks that Yagyuu had managed to inflict on a, ahem, delicate part. Marui and Kirihara were currently holding onto each other and howling with laughter.
Yukimura stood currently supported by Atobe since he was giggling. The entire Hyoutei team stared and then inched closer for a better view. The formidable buchou of Rikkai was /giggling/. It /had/ to be history in the making.
Yah! I hope this chapter made everyone happier. You wouldn't believe the number of people who were almost as shocked as Sanada at Yukimura's statement. XDDD
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