Double Trouble

"Good Morning, Campers!" The camp counselors greeted as a large pile of students gathered around the tennis courts.

"So, to start this camp of ours, you guys will be having friendly matches with each other. This was randomly selected, so please bear with your opponents and your partners if you've been picked for doubles."

A muscle-toned counselor stepped up and looked into his clipboard before he began to recite names for each of the matches. Lots of names were mentioned, and for a second there, both Toshiro and Satoru were having doubts. The counselor was already reading members for the doubles games.

Majority of the children with them before have now gone to their respectively courts, and only a tight group was left.

"Follow me to Court L." The counselor stated, before walking briskly towards the designated court.

"It occurs to me that you guys who were left out have great abilities; or, my data from your resumes were tampered with."

Satoru looked around and found out that there were at least eight pairs of players if they were ever to compete with each other. The counselor began reading once again, and little by little, each of the youngsters was dispersing towards the benches.

"Remember that your partners from this point would be your comrades for the rest of camp activities." He then continued to recite names.

Finally, Toshiro's name was called. But he wasn't alone.

"Echizen would be playing alongside Ryuzaki. They would be against Kiyotaka and Daki."

Satoru and Toshiro quickly looked at each other. Both of them couldn't prevent the smile that was forming on their faces.

"Well it looks like we're gonna be partners until the end of camp." Toshiro started, sitting down beside Satoru. The latter, however, was busy staring into space.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Satoru snapped out of his reverie and turned to smile at Toshiro. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit of confused how I got into the group of good carrots."

Being brought up in America, Toshiro was used to undiscovered talents when it comes to sports. "Well it looks like your one of the good carrots, then."

Satoru laughed. "But seriously. I don't have much experience with Tennis at all. I was brought up in Kyoto were I would be act as a scare crow."

"Well, maybe you're one of those inborn talents people." Toshiro smiled at Satoru.

"Well, my mom's not actually the sporty type, so I guess I got my Tennis part from my great grandma."

Toshiro was intrigue with the information he gave out, but before he could ask about it, the counselor called them. It seems that the first match had already finished.

Both of them were an all-rounder, but they both still didn't know about that. As they shook hands with their opponents, one of them sneered.

"So, Daki, I think we've come across those easy types."

Daki smirked. "I guess you're right, Kiyotaka."

Satoru and Toshiro were both fired up at the behavior their opponents showed. Instead of fighting back, the two went back to their side of the court and planned for their strategy.

"I really want to write an awful mustache on that Daki guy."

"Chill, Satoru. We'll get them. So, what's your tennis type?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know, where you're good at."

Satoru was in thought for a while. "What about yours?"

"I don't know either." Toshiro replied, smiling bashfully.

"I guess we just have to wing it, then." Satoru declared. Once they got into position, the tough counselor announced the beginning of the game, with Daki and Kiyotaka to serve.

"Here we go!" Kiyotaka shouted before serving as hard as he could. Instinctively, Toshiro noted down mentally of his observations of Kiyotaka's behavior.

But before he could tell Satoru, the latter beat him to it.

"He'll easily get tired with that kind of power."

Toshiro smiled up to him, and the two of them silently synchronize minds.

As the ball got closer, Satoru made way for Toshiro so he could return it. Although his return was not as strong as Kiyotaka's, it was enough to pass their opponents.

There were a few more serves sent by the Daki/Kiyotaka pair, but all of them were evaded by the Ryuzaki/Echizen pair. All were going well, until Daki cracked.

"I had enough of this!" He shouted before he served forcefully, aiming for Satoru. Satoru, on the other hand, was super scared, and unknown of what to do. Toshiro somehow felt a protective bolt through his veins, wanting him to defend his partner.

Just a few more inches away from Satoru's face, Toshiro jumped from across his position and into Satoru's front, immediately waving his racquet in front of him, blocking the ball from hitting Satoru. The neon ball bounced back into the opposing court, however, it was considered out. While Daki and Kiyotaka were celebrating their slight victory, Satoru went to Toshiro, who fell to the ground.

"Toshiro, are you alright?"

"Yeah, just slight pain. It'll go away in a few minutes." Toshiro smiled, but pain was visible in his eyes.

"Hey!"

Both of them gazed over their opponents, who were getting smug.

"That was an awesome return. Too bad it wasn't good enough!" The two of them laughed.

Satoru looked over Toshiro, who was slightly grieving from the pain, and then to Daki and Kiyotaka.

He muttered to Toshiro, "How long do I need to stall?"

"Five minutes, tops."

"Let's show these guys what Tennis is all about." Satoru stated, before helping his partner up. He got a ball from his pocket and began to bounce it up and down, his bangs covering his eyes.

"C'mon, serve already, will you?" Daki complained.

Toshiro glared at him, and when Satoru's eyes became visible, his brown eyes were raging. He threw the ball and jumped, his hand gripping his racquet more tightly, before hitting it lightly.

However, the product of his hit was not at all like its previous form. Before Daki or Kiyotaka could even hit the ball, it bounced in between them. As the ball rolled over to the left side of the court, a black mark was left behind.

"Whoa." Toshiro was awestruck, before the adrenaline rushed through him.

"15- love."

After hearing the counselor's decision, Satoru continued with his serving. This time, it was less aggressive, although Daki and Kiyotaka couldn't return them. When they did manage to return them, it hit the net instead.

They were on a roll. And since Toshiro's shoulder was now okay, they got even better; even when Daki and Kiyotaka were the ones serving.

"Cool!" Satoru said hi-fiving Toshiro.

In a matter of minutes, Satoru and Toshiro won against their opponents. Their fellow campmates were cheering for them. Because Daki and Kiyotaka started off aggressively, they lost their ball control and their stamina quickly.

Once the Ryuzaki and the Echizen went out of the gates, the counselor smiled at them and handed them both a bottle of water. "Nice job, you two. Continue with this kind of play and you'll both be a part of the greatest all-rounders out there."

"Oh, so we're both an all-rounder?" Toshiro asked as Satoru drank from his bottle.

"Yeah, now, next pair!"

As the both of them left for their rooms, Daki and Kiyotaka were glaring on their backs.

"Urgh, I am so mad right now!"

Daki was furious, while Kiyotaka was somewhat calm.

"How could you be so calm? We just got beaten by those… kids! Not to mention humiliated!"

"Don't worry, dear cousin. We'll get them back." Kiyotaka began walking away.

"But did you see both of those guys' moves? They were awesome!"

Kiyotaka looked back at Daki with an evil glint in his eyes.

"Who says we'll get them back with Tennis?"

A/N: Back with chapter two! Hehe. For those who think that this is like Parent Trap, well, that was my inspiration! Big thanks to ElLyDude, reiri and anangelwithnoname for reviewing! (: