Disclaimer: The series of Prince of Tennis does not belong to me, but to Konomi Takeshi.
AN: This chapter begins with Fuji!! Here you go, have fun reading!!
"I'm home." The brunette fifteen year old walked into the threshold of his home.
"Ah! Syusuke, welcome home! Eiji-kun just came over; he's waiting for you upstairs." His older sister Yumiko greeted him, passing him by to get into the kitchen.
"Alright, thanks for telling me Nee-san." Fuji walked up the stairs, the fox like smile never leaving his complexion. He wondered why Eiji was in his room; maybe he was returning the notes from yesterday's English class?
Fuji walked up the stairs and strode into his bedroom, however there was a feeling of something off when he had stepped foot inside. Eiji was crouched over, his back to Fuji. Eiji was mumbling a jumble of words in a hasty panicked fashion that Fuji couldn't make sense of completely. He only caught wind of his name in the mess of syllables.
"Eiji, what are you doing in my room?" Fuji inquired with his usual soft tone. Eiji froze in his spot and turned his head. His complexion was a very pale white as he caught sight of Fuji in front of him.
"Ehehe… Hi there Fujiko-chan. Well, um, uh, nyah. I just came by to say hi!" Eiji fumbled over his words just like Yukari-senpai on the bus that afternoon, he stood before the blue eyed genius. That thought reminded Fuji of what he promised to Yukari-senpai.
"Ne, Eiji…" Fuji began but was interrupted by Eiji's swift movements; he darted out towards Fuji's doorway.
"Anyway Fujiko, I'll be leaving nyah! Bye-bye!" Eiji yelled out, Fuji noticing that Eiji had still looked as insipid as a ghost as he had run out of his room. What could have been the matter? Eiji was acting strangely and Fuji noted that he was scratching the back of his head... as if he was caught in the act of doing something terribly wrong.
Fuji heard Eiji share a few words with Nee-san and he could tell that Eiji was still shaking like a leaf from before. The front door shutting closed echoed through the hallway.
"Hmm… "Fuji pondered.
And then he saw it. The lavender pot cracked on one side where ground earth leaked out thickly spread across the bedroom floor, the poor cactus plant's roots were severed.
"Ei-ji…" Fuji muttered in a cold sharp hiss, whereas a dark purple aura omitted from Fuji's delicate physique. A whimper of the neighbor's dog was heard outside.
"Nyah! I'm glad I got out of there alive! Fujiko is going to kill me, he'll torture me with some terrible blackmail I bet. Oh, I can't stop thinking about it. I'm scared nyah!!" Eiji whimpered, walking along the sidewalk on his way to Oishi's house to talk about what had occurred at Fuji's house.
The only reason why Eiji was at Fuji's house was because of that older girl Fuji was talking about the past few days. Eiji knew for sure that his best friend wasn't talking about his sister but this new girl, could it have been his first real girlfriend?!! Eiji was caught by surprise after deducing such a theory from reading deeply past the "lines". And Oishi thought Eiji was just imagining things!
"Hmmm…" Yukari grumbled. Her chin rested on the edge of the desk as she stared long and hard at the telephone sitting before her eyes. Should she call him, should she not?
It had already been two days since she'd last spoken to both Fuji about Miyu's intelligent scheme to draw in more female customers to her shop. Yukari strayed up at nights, constantly worrying whether or not if she should call out of all people, for that… beastly perverted man to join in and help.
Yukari groaned, maybe she wouldn't. Maybe, she wouldn't have to call in that guy because she knew that Fuji had it under control, right? But she barely even knew the third year junior high school student, much less know if he was really dependable to do these kinds of favors. Yukari scratched the sides of her head furiously, tussling up her combed hair.
Should she do it, should she not go along with it?
Should she go ahead and just ask in order to ensure the safety of Miyu's shop's existence? But that didn't mean that she was indirectly calling that guy a "bishie" now was she? Because she was going to invite him to help with the whole she-bang. Technically, it wasn't right? She wasn't trying to silently admit to herself that he was good-looking, which he was. My god, this was confusing!!
"Umm, hello…? Is anyone there?" Yukari's birch bark irises widened in mere revelation and shock at the warm female voice over on the other line! Did she just…? Right then and now, did she actually…?
Oh crap.
"Hello?"
"Hi, can I speak to the id—"For the slightest moment there, Yukari was about to say "the idiotic pervert of your home." But that would have been rather rude, considering that Yukari was speaking to… Whoever was there? It was probably his mother or sister.
"Sorry?" The voice spoke.
"Can I speak to…Ryoga-san?" Yukari twitched her eye while spitting out his poisonous accursed name out loud through her very lips.
"Of course," She heard the female voice yell out the devil's name.
"May I ask who is calling?" The voice politely inquired.
"I'm...His…" Yukari hesitated. If she gave her name, what would happen if he were to check the caller ID for her home phone number she was calling with afterwards? Damn it all, she should have used up the remaining minutes on her cell phone for this!
"Shit…" Yukari hissed under her breath.
"Excuse me, I didn't catch that."
"Aha ha, well, funny thing is, I think I have the wrong phone number, I'll just…" Yukari sped the syllables flowing past her teeth.
"Ah! Ryoga-san!" There was scratching noise and then the sound of someone breathing.
"Yes! This is Ryoga speaking! Who is it?!"
"He sounds obnoxious even on the phone, why am I not surprised?" Yukari grumbled.
"Hello??" He asked again.
Yukari took a breath, this was it.
"YUKARI!! QUIT HOGGING THE PHONE!! I NEED IT TO CALL TOSHIROU IN TWO MINUTES!!"
"Damn you to hell, Inori." Yukari clenched her fist. Oh, her brother was going to get a beating of his life that was for sure.
"Yukari? Ah, little miss Fla---"
Yukari slammed the phone back onto its place. Taking a huge breath and exhaling, she got up from her chair and stormed out of the kitchen. There was a sharp yelp in the next room over.
"Ah, and now a little break for me, so I can finally drink some green tea." Miyu sipped the contents of the hot liquid, the bitterness flowing on her taste buds. She reached for the calendar underneath her desk and flipped it to the current month.
"One more day until the photo shoot!! And I'll get to see all the young bishies Yukari will have brought for me! Ah, if only I was a few years younger…" Miyu clicked her tongue and downed the last drops of her tea.
Miyu set down the tea cup and rolled up the lacy sleeves of her princess Lolita gown.
"Now, time to get back to work!"