Again this will have hints of slash and most of the chapters will probably end the same way 'cause I'm just that uncreative, nya! This chapter is really short so I'll probably update again later today after I finish writing another chapter since the next one is kind of short also.

"This font is for real life regulars"

"This font is for the concert regulars"

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis, TeniMyu, nor Dream Live 1st sadly!

Please read and review! They make me want to write more, nya! :D

Chapter Two- Introduction of the Regulars

"I like this, I do." Momo said, leaning back on against Echizen's legs.

"Saa, it is really interesting, don't you think so Tezuka." Fuji looked up at his buchou through closed eyelids. Tezuka continued to look at the screen.

"Aa,"

"…Gomen…"

Sigh. "Never mind."

"These are the Seigaku Regulars!" Oishi stated as the cast moved around the stage.

"He's a tough one who hates to lose!" Momo started singing.

The real Momo jumped! "Aah! I'm singing for the mamushi!"

Kaidoh glared at the screen. "Fsssh,"

"No matter what it takes to win, he holds no power back! His ball changes into a snake with a fantastic spin. Watch him swoop down on the prey and never let them escape!"

He scowled. "Just like the mamushi."

"Don't underestimate Kaidoh Kaoru! You! I'm just getting warmed up!"

Inui steps up to the front holding his racket.

"With all the data inputted, superior powers of analysis, the Data Man."

Inui grinned. "Of course,"

"Tezuka is singing, nya! It's scary!"

"Kikumaru, thirty laps when this is all over!"

"You can sing Tezuka,"

"…Fuji, you too."

"Saa,"

"He's got the depths of your mind probed within the conditions of probability. Coldly glowing glasses hide his eyes!"

Inui pushed up his glasses. "There is no such thing as an 'unreturnable ball'."

"Of course there isn't."

"And I have a stunning presence."

"Of course you do senpai." Everyone looked at Kaidoh as he blushed.

"…"

"Ii data," Inui brought up his notebook as if he were writing in it when he was really only hiding his flaming face.

Inui threw the racket. "Don!"

Momo punched the air! "Yeah! My turn!"

"A powerful swing like his is an invincible weapon!"

Taka danced around Momo, stealing the spotlight.

"Eh? Isn't this supposed to be my time Taka-san?"

Taka smiled shyly. "Ano, gomen Momo."

The violet eyed boy grinned. "No problem."

"With eyes on the highest summit, and superheated blood!"

"Taka-san," Momo tapped him.

"A warm heart too, he's friendly and cordial. The popular, social, and excitable party guy!"

"Lets have a party, nya!"

"Isn't this kind of like a party, Eiji?"

"I guess you're right nya, Oishi."

Fuji came up and held out his hand but Momo walked away.

The real tensai's eyes opened to rest on a sweating Momo.

"Don't let the energy sag! Don't let it! Let's tear it up today! Come on guys, keep it up!" Eiji skipped upstage and grabbed the racket.

"With a smile everyone loves,"

Eiji grinned at everyone. "Really?"

Fuji smiled slyly. "Of course Eiji! You're smile is great, don't you think so too Oishi?"

Eiji turned to his partner whose face was burning up. Oishi nodded. The redhead acrobat squealed and glomped the mother-hen.

"No matter the kind of ball, he'll return it! A tiny bandage is his trademark!"

"Oishi is singing!"

"Like a cat, he is both flexible and tenacious!"

"What else can you be flexible in Eiji?" Oishi looked red again at Fuji's statement.

Eiji blinked. "Eh?"

Eiji spun his racket. "Recharge complete! Guys! Sorry to make you wait!"

"Hidden deep in that heart," Kaidoh sang,

"Taka-san, what are you doing?"

The sushi-chef in training blushed. "Eh…"

"…Is a compassionate zeal combusting like a burning flame!" Taka took hold of the racket. "When he grabs the racket he goes full throttle! His unstoppable fast ball is 200 km/hour."

"GREAT-O!"

"Saa, that's Taka-san for you."

"Aa,"

"Give it, come on, give it…"

"Let's go for it today!"

"Just give it."

"Alright, let's go for it today!"

"Give it already. Give it."

"Guys on the first floor, ready?"

"Give it. Give it."

"Alright, let's do 'burning' together! Ready, set, 'Burning!'"

"Give it... give it…"

"Taka-senpai sure is attached to his racket, huh?"

Most of the members burst out laughing.

Taka blushed and Echizen blinked in confusion. "What did I say?"

"Fuji is next, nya!"

"An elegant smile, always praising someone,"

"Or blackmailing."

"What was that Tezuka?"

"…betsuni…"

"With sense unmatched, the Technician! An unquestionably technique and a special fighting aura!"

"You sure are dancing gracefully, Fuji-senpai."

"Of course,"

"It's thrilling! Our court's own noble youth!"

"Tsubame Gaeshi! It's still too early to win against me!"

Eiji grinned at his best friend. "A little bit arrogant, aren't we Fuji, nya?"

Fuji continued looking at the screen. "It's still too early for him to win against me."

"But Fuji-senpai," Kaidoh frowned. "He's you."

He smiled. "But I'm better."

Eiji clapped. "Yay! I'm singing for Oishi!"

Oishi smiled.

"The road of belief is a single straight line. Constantly moving forward, a strong, pure person."

"My Oishi is pure, nya!"

"Aww, Tezuka, did you hear him? He said 'my Oishi'. Kawai."

"Light lipped and hardworking, with deadly accurate play, he's the one who's got your back!"

"Oishi always has my back nya!"

"He'll decide the game in the first half!"

"Moon Volley! Everyone, this is great!"

"And of course Fuji is singing for Tezuka, there was an 87 percent probability."

"Locked deep in his heart is sincere hope! The coldhearted attitude is for the sake of victory!"

"Really Fuji? My data says that it's for the sake of hiding his feelings for someone, hmm…"

Fuji was the only one to see that Tezuka's cheeks turned a slight shade of pink.

"Still can't see it? The measured, calm power leads is to the future and defeat doesn't suit him!"

"Come, let's not be careless!"

Real life Tezuka nodded. "Aa, don't let your guard down." Everyone blinked.

The music stopped.