Chapter 3 fore everyone. Keep REVIEWING!!!!

Tezuka quickly relieved the pain in his face by wiping the smile off. He folded the letter back up and put it in the secret compartment of his bag before heading off to practice.

Everyone on the courts was, to say the least, puzzled and baffled. Tezuka was a lot nicer and the only laps he assigned were for the races to see who could run away from Inui Juice. There was this air around him that made it seem like…

Fuji looked at Tezuka through the corner of his electric blue eyes. He was convinced that the letter was a love letter. He had heard of how girls tried to give him their letters and lunches. But to give it to their brother who's on the tennis team?

Wait a minute! When Ryuu came, he said that it was his sister who wanted Tezuka to have the letter. But when Ryuuzaki-sensei introduced him, she said Ryoma's brother. Not once did she say Ryoma's gender.

"He's Ryoma's twin brother and will be taking Ryoma's spot on the Regulars alright?"

She could've said, "…and will be taking his spot…" Everyone would've known that she was referring to Ryoma. So if Fuji was correct in his thoughts, which he always is, then Ryoma must be a girl.

Ryoma must be in love with Tezuka and vice versa.

Yipppeeee! Fuji was so proud of himself. Come on, how many people do you know who can determine something like that out of practically nothing?

Of course Fuji could, he's a genius after all.

"Fuji, get back to practice!" Tezuka 'barked' out. It would've been barked out if he assigned him laps. Fuji jumped a bit before he smiled serenely.

Saa, I'm happy for you Tezuka, but now let's see how you take your own advice. Don't let your guard down, my friend. Soon, very soon, I will set you up with Ryoma. I'll get you, my pretty, and your little Kitten too! Fuji cackled evilly in his head, sounding like the witch from the wizard of Oz.

--

Tezuka eyed Fuji warily at lunch. He was planning something. Fuji was scheming. Maybe at afternoon practice, Tezuka might let Fuji off the hook a few dozen times.

"Hahaha, yes, my pretty, I am scheming, you're not safe. I'll get your little Kitten too. Hahaha, no matter what, my mind is set…" Great, now Fuji's mumbling like Ibu Shinji from Fudomine. Tezuka wisely and politely excused himself from the others at the table and went back to his class.

He was not fleeing. No seriously, he was NOT fleeing. The great captain of Seigaku never FLEES!

He sat back down at his desk and took out the giant book he was reading for entertainment.

--

Ryoma was bored. She was SO bored that saying she was bored was boring. And you know that that you have to be boring if you get bored from being bored by saying you're bored when you're bored on a boring day in a boring house with nothing to do so you're BORED.

Just thinking that made Ryoma bored.

She sighed for what must've been the hundredth time that minute. Yeah, you get the picture.

She was dressed in an over sized t-shirt and flannel pants with little tennis balls.

Her mother and father went somewhere and Nanako was in college, so Ryoma was home alone. She combed her fingers through her hair before pausing. She then proceeded to scream while messing her hair up so that it looked like she was attacked by birds.

Who knew being suspended was so boring? Ryuu should have told her this, he really should have. Now she was going crazy.

She got up and padded her way into the kitchen and got out a Ponta before heading into the living room again and turning the TV on.

She flipped through the channels and saw an endless sea of soap operas and talk shows and game shows. There was a show where they took a boy and stole away his masculinity by dressing him up as a girl and putting him in an all girls' school.

At least in America they didn't degrade their citizens. In America they had quiz shows and fun family games like The Price Is Right and Family Feud.

Ugh, I want to-NO! I need to do something. Karupin keeps sleeping; I've got nothing to do.

Ryoma groaned before an idea popped up in her glorious mind. To the street courts she goes!

She ran up the stairs before screaming out of horror. Too bad that no one was there to hear her.

In her closet, there were no tennis clothes. And by that, she meant NO SHORTS OR SHIRTS!

The only thing she had left was that atrocity that was the outfit that she wore to her first tournament. It was black and gray, which she could deal with, but it was tight and short.

It came mid-thigh and her back was almost completely exposed. She decided to wear it. It was that or not going out to thrash someone in tennis. She quickly put it on before slipping some socks and black tennis shoes on and putting on a long gray hoodie.

She ran downstairs, gave her kitty a pat, grabbed her bag and zoomed out the door.

She was at the gate when she ran back in and wrote a note before running out again.

--

Tezuka sighed as he walked by the street courts on his way home that afternoon.

That bastard Fuji had dug through his bag and read the letter.

But how did he get it?

Just one little saying did the job.

"Momo, Kaidoh called you a smelly, rotten peach-butt!"

Momoshiro and Kaidoh got into a big fight and Tezuka had to run out of locker room to stop them…just as Fuji ran in.

As a result, Fuji ran out with the letter and was about to make copies of it, so Tezuka had to leave the Peach and the Snake to Oishi and chase after Fuji.

It was very funny. Just imagine Fuji laughing like a mad man while running around the courts with Tezuka hot on his heels. Fuji ran out of the courts and into the school with Tezuka right behind him while he shouted at Oishi to cancel practice.

Tezuka never thought that he would see the day he would hit Fuji upside his head. Well, he wasn't a physic so he couldn't have seen it.

But he felt it when his palm made contact with Fuji's head.

Tezuka sighed once more, he would get home two hours earlier today-or maybe not. Was that Ryoma he just saw?

The Ryoma-look-alike stopped walking and looked in his direction. Hazel eyes met wide gold eyes.

Ryoma smirked and ran across the street.

"Neh, buchou, what happened to practice?"

The corners of Tezuka's mouth dropped a bit. She was acting like she HADN'T broke his nose.

But then the letter popped up. Of course, she blamed him.

"It got canceled today."

"Why?"

"Because," Tezuka left it at that as he continued to walk. Ryoma walked right along side with him.

"I don't about you, but 'because' is not an answer."

"I can cancel practice."

"Because you're the captain?"

"Yes, captains do that."

"Oh," Ryoma adjusted her tennis bag on her shoulder. "Did Ryuu give you the letter?"

"Ah, it's nice to know your thoughts about the incident."

"It WAS your fault. But don't worry; I'm willing to forgive you now."

"I'm honored."

Ryoma looked up with surprise in her eyes before it turned into annoyance.

"Oi, you can't be sarcastic with me! Only I'M allowed to do that."

Tezuka shook his head slightly before he turned left, into the park. Ryoma followed behind him.

"Why are you stalking me?"

"It is not stalking; I call it following out of curiosity."

"The law calls it stalking."

"You're awfully talkative today, buchou."

"You are too."

"Oh, you like having the last word."

"No, I just LOVE hearing myself speak."

"You're just full of surprises aren't you? You talk too much."

Tezuka placed his bag on a bench before sitting down.

"I can say the same for you."

"Anything you can do, I can do better; I can do anything better than you."

"Anything you can be, I can better; I can be anything better than you."

"Nice comeback."

"Hn… why were you saying things from Annie Get Your Gun?"

"Just seeing if you knew."

"Well, I do."

"I know, you proved it."

"So why are you still here?"

"Because you're here; so if you're here, I must be here too."

"Because you're a stalker."

"No, I am not!"

"Why are you getting defensive?"

"I'm getting like this because you keep saying that I'm a stalker."

"I bet you stalk your cat."

"Of course, I like to keep an eye on him."

"There, you see, you just admitted that you're a stalker."

Ryoma let out a scream through clenched teeth before smacking her face.

"I am not."

"You are too."

"Not."

"Too."

"Not."

"Not."

"Too." Tezuka smirked before getting up and proceeded to walk away. A moment later he heard Ryoma shout 'HEY!' and heard her run up to him.

She was silent for a second as they continued to walk through the park. As a matter of fact, they were content with each other's presence. Both were naturally quiet, so this was pleasurable.

That was until an old, elderly couple, who were sitting together on a bench, saw them.

"Oh, look at that. Young love, it's rare to find such a cute couple these days." The old woman crowed as she smoothed out her kimono. Her husband nodded in agreement, his nearly closed eyes were wrinkled at the corner.

Ryoma blushed, though not as much as Sakuno, but it was impressive. Tezuka faltered in step for a millisecond before regaining his composure.

"Ah, yes indeed Dear," The old man said. His voice cracked a few times from old age. He raised his voice so that the retreating teens heard him. "Good luck in your relationship!"

This time, Ryoma felt like her face was about to undergo spontaneous combustion. Tezuka faltered once more for three whole seconds. If it weren't for the lamp pole to his right, he would've fell face first.

--

It was about ten minutes after Ryoma's face exploded and Tezuka became a klutz. Somehow, they ended up at a pizzeria, which Ryoma had no clue existed in Japan.

She was sitting across from Tezuka and was currently munching on a slice of sausage pizza while discovering a new side of her buchou.

He was a PIG!

He had two giant slices of meat lovers' pizza (sorry vegetarians) and between the two of them, they shared three orders of fries and a small basket of mozzarella sticks. But what Ryoma really couldn't understand, was how the Hell Tezuka had the audacity to order a DIET Cola.

Oh, well, she wasn't any better. Her slices were huge as well.

She glanced at Tezuka through the canopy of her thick eyelashes. He was, almost unconsciously, eating the fries and pizza. If he were eating at a faster pace, it would've seemed like he was stuffing his mouth. One hand was holding the folded pizza and the other was dipping a French fry in ketchup.

Oh, well, she wasn't any better. One hand held a slice and the other held three fries and two sticks. People were giving them weird looks at how they could pig out.

Ryoma nearly choked on her food when Tezuka came out of nowhere with a question.

"How did you get me to pay for all of this?"

Ryoma smirked.

"Neh, I just have that power over people."

Tezuka gave her a pointed look before getting up.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"We need more fries."

Ryoma watched as he walked up to the counter before dragging her eyes to the table.

Yup, no more fries were visible.

Ryoma sucked the stray string of cheese before taking another bite. Tezuka returned with a tray loaded with fries and…HOLY SHIT!

WAS THAT CALAMARI!?

Ryoma licked her lips as she eyed the seemingly delicate golden brown pieces of curled fried squid.

Tezuka was amused to say the least at her reaction.

"There should be enough for the both of us."

Ryoma looked at him and smiled.

"You're my favorite senpai."

--

The Seigaku Regulars looked in awe as they watched their captain and their rookie on a 'date'. Well, that's what Fuji said it was.

Eiji was crying over the fact that his Ochibi-chan was really an Ochibi-CHAN.

Oishi was fretting over if it was okay for the kohei and buchou to date.

Kaidoh kept hissing in irritation; it wasn't his business what they did.

Momo was shocked to say the least. They were best friends and not once did he notice.

Taka was blushing, he was nervous of what would happen if Tezuka and Ryoma ever found out.

Inui was frozen. No matter how many times he looked at his data, none of it could've added up to this!

Fuji was surprised. Not over the fact that Ryoma was a girl, but that the two were already dating.

Ryuu was red with anger. How dare that BITCHY BASTARD date his sister without his permission!?

--

Ryoma was lounging on the couch with a lazy smile on her face when Ryuu burst through the front door. Ryoma shot up and looked at her angry brother.

"Ryuu, what's wrong-"

Ryuu pushed her back roughly on the couch. His golden eyes were flashing with pure anger.

"Don't you dare act like you don't know, you know what you did!"

"What did I do though!?" The smaller one's frame shook slightly in fear at her brother.

"I forbid you from dating that bastard!"

"WHO?"

"Tezuka, that's who, he's bad!"

"What, h-he's not bad! I happen to look up to him!"

"That's what he wants!"

"What are you talking about!? You act like you know where I-," Ryoma gasped as she came to a realization. She looked Ryuu straight in the eye. He looked away, partly in anger but mostly in shame.

"You followed me." It was nothing more but a whisper, but it hurt the boy to hear his sister's voice like that. "Don't you trust me!?"

Ryuu winced at the accusatory tone in her voice.

"I-I was just seeing if you were safe. I came home and saw your note right before Fuji-senpai called. We followed you from when you left the park. I-I'm sorry. I was just trying to be a good brother."

"I don't need a good brother. I just need one that trusts me. And I need one who I can trust, I can't believe you." She sounded angry at the end.

Ryuu looked at her.

"I do trust you! I just don't trust him!"

"I do! If you really trust me, then you should trust my trust in Tezuka-buchou!"

"I do, but I don't trust his trust in you!"

"I hate you, I really do." Ryoma's voice was quiet, but it shook with barely controlled fury.

"Ryo-"The sound of skin and skin colliding echoed throughout the nearly empty house.

Ryuu slumped to the floor as he held his now red cheek. His feline eyes watched his sister run up the stairs to her room and heard her door slamming. He really messed up this time.