CR: Really! I have only been on fanfiction for 21 days, and I didn't expect so many favorites, followers and reviews for my stories! I even have people favorite and following me. It leads me to ask, "Have I underestimated my writing abilities?" I was wondering this because I have more reviews, favorites and followers than my friends now. This is probably just a filler chapter, depends on you.
Warning: Bit of OOC.
"That was a nice match, Ryoma, Pakura." said Philip. Every champion, except Tyler, were sitting together at a table, eating lunch…wait, correct that. Ryoma invited his boyfriend over to sit with them too…you know what they are doing, I don't have to say. The only thing I'll say is this: Pakura is closing her eyes and trying to eat at the same time. They have two hours' worth of lunch time and they figured after lunch, they can go someplace and explore. "By the way, where's Tyler?" said Jude. William shrugged. "I don't know, but I think he may be up to no good, because I heard him cackling before he left for the elevator." Pakura frowned, eye still closed, trying to remember what happened before Tyler disappeared….
Pakura was in her room, clearing up some items on the floor, and Tyler decided to help the morning of the formal party. "Hey, what's this, Paku?"He said, taking a small pink container off the floor. Pakura turned to look at what he's holding, and said, "Ugh. That's hair dye. If you mix it with shampoo, your hair will turn to the color stated on the label. Somebody gave this to me as a Valentine's Day present, because he thought I need more fashion sense." Pakura grumbled at the memory. Tyler turned the small container in his hand with interest. "Can I keep it?" he said. Pakura shrugged. "Do whatever you like to it, I don't want it anyway." Tyler cheered. "Thanks Paku!"
Meanwhile, Tyler was in the Training Center room elevator, trying to abstain from laughing an evil laugh. He longed to do something heroic, something that will freak Seigaku out. He admired his captain for locking Seigaku out of the elevator and causing them to be stuck in their floors for a whole day. He admired Atobe, his boyfriend, who suggested they dump ice cream on that Seigaku captain's head, and Pakura did the honors. It was now his turn to become a hero, now he had come up with a brilliant plot. He got to the sixth floor. He knew from the first to sixth floor, the doors were just installed with a doorknob. From the seventh floor onwards, that's where you will get your card key. He tried the first door he encountered. As he thought, it was locked. But he was covered. He took out a hairpin, and picked on the lock. It gave a small "click" and the door swung open. He sneaked in straight to the showers, and lifted all the shampoos. He found the lightest one, and placed enough pink dye to change the person's hair color, but not enough that anyone will notice so when he shook the shampoo, it looked reasonably yellow. He then snuck out of the sixth floor, and went back to his room for a while. So far so good.
Meanwhile, Seigaku was staring at the champions...erm, scratch that. They were glaring at Ryoma. "Those brats better not have come up with another prank for us….not if we have anything to do with it." said Fuji. "Although, you have to admit, the female brat's very cute." The boys nodded. "I doubt she will go for guys like us, though." The group stopped chewing. "What do you mean, Fuji-senpai?" said Momoshiro. "We are the National champions; of course she'll be tripping on her feet to go out with any of us." Fuji said, "True, but she's on Echizen's side, the person we are trying to prevent letting others know the truth." Just then, Inui interrupted. "Do you notice both go to the same school." Oishi looked up. "Who?" he asked. Inui replied, "Goldstein and Echizen. At the night of the party, both mentioned they come from New Day Academy." Tezuka, who was popping a sushi in his mouth, said, "Yeah, and so?" Inui looked impatient. "If both of them are from the same school and won the ITM, that it meant that one of them could have mentored the other!" The Seigaku regulars stared. "When ITM champions won, they have to mentor the future players from their school." Inui waved his hand impatiently. "Oh." said Kaidoh. "So who's the mentor and who's the protégé?"
Inui thought about it for a while. "It's possible Echizen mentored Pakura, since he's the captain and she's the vice-captain…."
After lunch, the Seigaku regulars thought they'd take a shower, since the matches were quite intense today. Meanwhile, the champions were talking about the doubles matches and which team they took an interest to, when Tyler returned. "Tyler! Where were you! Come, sit with us!" said Jude, patting the empty seat beside him. Tyler did, and started on his lunch. "So what were you doing just now?" said Ryoma, silently sniggering at Pakura , whose eyes are still closed. However, if he had looked carefully, he might be able to deduce that she is closing her eyes due to jealousy. Never mind. Let's hear what Tyler has to say. "Oh, nothing." said Tyler. "I was just working on another one of my artworks. When I return to America after the camp, I have to submit that mixed-media piece for the Kelly Tate Gallery. " No one could argue, because besides being a tennis player, Tyler was a very talented artist who was recently featured in Art in America magazine as one of the most important painters of the new millennium. One of his paintings, Sunrise in the Garden, won this big national award, and was sold for more than half a million dollars. Their headquarters had paintings that are mostly done by him and people are willing to pay just to take a look at his paintings.
After lunch, the players gathered back in the gym, and Coach Mabi announced that it's time for the singles match. This time, everyone would have to participate. Just then, the Seigaku team entered, each of them sporting a towel on their heads. Apparently, they took their time to shower and when they realized they were late, they rushed out while drying their hair halfway. Tyler smirked inwardly. He wondered who had the pink hair. Well, he'll wait and see. Everyone was willing to wait until the Seigaku regulars finish drying their hair before they continue. When Tezuka finally removed his towel, Kintaro let out shriek that seemed to lift him up right into the air. He dropped the water bottle he was holding on the ground, and the water snaked down the floor. "What the heck's the matter with you, Kintaro?" Momoshiro shouted. "Look what you've done to the floor!"
"Tezuka-senpai's hair!" Kintaro shouted. "Look at his hair! What has he done to it?"
Tezuka frowned. 'What's wrong with my hair?"
"Oh my God, what have you done to your hair, Tezuka?" said Kamio.
A splendid noisy scene was building up nicely in the tennis gym. Tyler said nothing. He simply stood next to Ryoma, who had buried his face in Atobe's shirt to keep himself from laughing. Atobe himself is wiping tears from his silent laughter. He was admiring the wonderful effect of his own handiwork. Tezuka's lovely golden brown hair was now bright pink, the same color as Pakura's ribbon clip, only much more intense. William grinned, and turned on his camera. 'This is so going to be good blackmail for Ryoma's future use.'
"You've…you've….you've dyed it!" Saeki shouted. "Why did you do it, you fool? It looks absolutely horrendous! You look like a freak!"
"What are you taking about?" Tezuka replied. "I most certainly have not dyed it! What'd' you mean, I've dyed it? What's happened to it? Is this some sort of joke?" His face was turning pale green, the color of sour apples.
"You must have dyed it, Tezuka." said Tachibana. "It's the same color as Pakura's ribbon clip only much more intense in brightness."
"Of course he dyed it!" William cried. "What are you trying to do, make yourself look handsome or something? You look like a father gone wrong!"
"Seriously?" said Tezuka. "Well, does anyone have a mirror?"
Atobe'a bag lay on the other side of the gym. He opened the bag and got out a powder compact that had a small round mirror on the inside of the lid. He opened the compact, trying not to laugh, and handed it to Tezuka. He grabbed it and held it before his face and in doing so spilled most of the powder all over his shirt. "Hey, be careful!" said Atobe. "Now look what've you done! That was Ore-sama's best Elizabeth Arden face powder!" Ryoma looked at him indignantly. "I didn't even know you use that kind of powder." Atobe sighed. "Only during parties, when Ore-sama wants to erase and blemishes on Ore-sama's face!"
"Oh my God!" Tezuka cried. "What happened to me? I look terrible! I look like my father gone wrong! What happened?"
"I imagine, Tezuka." said Pakura, shaking her head. "You must have simply used those shampoos that actually change the color of your hair." There is a whole lot of them in the Training Center shower. She herself used the red shampoo before the formal party, which temporarily dyed her hair red. However, she suspected Tyler used that pink dye he took from her, which she is sorry to say, it will take quite a long time before the dye will go off.
"What should I do now?" said Tezuka. "I can't go around looking like this forever!" he glared at every single player, demanding for an answer, but it was Coach Mabi who spoke up. "You'll have to have it dyed brown. Do wash it first, though, so that the dye job would be easier." Tezuka nodded, and ran to his room to wash his hair. Coach Mabi sighed, and took out her hand phone to call the beauty parlor to get Tezuka an appointment with her hairdresser for a hair-dyeing job.
"That was pretty silly of him, wasn't it, Coach Mabi?" said Tyler innocently.
Coach Mabi, dialing the number on the phone said, "No offence, Tyler, but I'm afraid men are not always quite as clever as they think they are. You will learn that when you get a bit older, my boy."
Omake (Playboy Jude)
Ryoma: Hello, everyone! Yes, the author asked me to come back to the omake again.
Pakura: Me too….
R: Hey, I dragged you here because you are popular in this story ok? The readers love you!
P: What is there to love about me? I think the author is trying to get me discriminated again.
R: Oh come on, I am sure the readers love you (whisper to readers) Help me convince her, won't ya?
P: Anyway, today we are going to talk about one of our champions- the playboy Jude Harrison.
R: Now, why would we call him playboy?
P: You see, back when we were in the castle headquarters, besides having time with us and tennis and swimming (he's a champion swimmer), he also spent time with his girlfriends. Yes, girlfriend, with a S. He's always got some new girlfriend slinking around. He brings them in the castle with him. They always drool all over the pools, the stables, the waterfall, the twenty-seven bedrooms and the ballroom and the vineyard and the farm and the airstrip.
R: And he dumps them a week later.
P: We don't really know what he is doing, playing with all those girls like that.
R: The things he wears are usually gifts by his many girlfriends.
P: Thank God I was never one of them
R: Because when he asked, you beat him up, and he didn't get out of hospital for a year!
P: (turn red) Oh yeah. I forgot.
R: Not to mention, you also beat his girlfriends up!
P: They are messing with my room and clothes! Also, who gave them permission to enter my room and mess with my stuff anyway?
R: Alright, alright. Calm down. Anyway, we are now in Japan, and we are keeping an eye on him in case he flirts with any girls again.
P: Hey! Is that Jude's magazine? (Takes up magazine) I didn't know he is into fashion. (Opens magazine) Hmm….I didn't know being naked is the new fash-
R: (snatches the magazine) (thought) Thank God Pakura doesn't know about a word called porn. Heck, she doesn't even know a single vulgar word. I am so going to kill Jude when I get my hands on him.
P: What's wrong, Ryoma?
R: Let's see…this magazine is to er….Heck that! (Storms out of the room)
P: I wonder what's wrong. (Cocks her head to one side thoughtfully)
Narrator: The next day, the whole team heard that Jude landed in the hospital.
Philip: Was it Pakura again?
Jude: Nope. It was captain.
Tyler: Wait, wasn't Ryoma filming with Pakura in your room the other day? How could he have…?
(It dawned on them)
T&P: (raises their racquet, and hit Jude's broken leg)
Meanwhile in Antarctica…
Eskimo 1: did you just hear someone scream "Arrrggggghh?"
Eskimo 2: Yeah, I did. Wonder where it comes from.
CR: I know, I just can't resist putting this chapter (though I have an hour) and since all of them are pranksters, might as well just pull a few more pranks during the camp. Sorry, I don't know how long this story is going to last because I hardly have time to write a chapter. So what do you think of the omake?
P.S: Oh, and next omake, you will get to find out how one of the champions cope with his/her nightmare after they won the ITM. Which champion do you want? Please vote in your reviews.