A/N: I think…my English teacher has a condition where she gives out too much work.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PoT. If I did, all the guys would stop watching/reading it.
"So she finally hung up, huh?" Kirihara put his phone back into his pocket. He looked around the small, uninhabited tennis court before commenting, "Well that was quite entertaining."
He jumped when he heard a feminine voice from behind him that asked, "What was so entertaining, Akaya?"
Kirihara looked back to see his former teammates in a group. He released a sigh of relief. "God, buchou, I thought you were a stalker or something."
"Were you scared Akaya?" Niou asked with large grin plastered on his face.
Kirihara scoffed and replied, "Why would I, the great Kirihara Akaya-sama, be scared? I am the one who always does the scaring."
Marui and Niou both burst out laughing. Yukimura chuckled and Yagyuu adjusted his glasses. Jackal, Sanada, and Yanagi kept their regular stoic faces.
"Arrogant are we?" Yukimura asked while smiling. "Although I don't think you have the right to be so pompous when you practically called your ex-buchou a crazy, bipolar schizophrenic nutcase." Niou and Marui looked at the ex-buchou incredulously.
"Objection! I never called you a skeetz-ophraneek," Kirihara replied, sounding out every syllable, "whatever that means."
Niou and Marui started laughing again. Admist all their laughter, Marui managed, "Don't worry Akaya, even I, the awesome volleying tensai, doesn't know what schizophrenic means." Kirihara shot them a glare and they immediately shut up.
He turned his attention away from then when Yagyuu curiously inquired, "But who exactly were you talking to, Akaya-kun?"
"Oh yeah! I forgot to ask that before I had a sugar high," Marui added.
As his ex-teammates stared at him attentively, he blanked. He was, though, intelligent enough to ask, "What was the question again?"
His senpai obliged and repeated, "Who were you talking to on the phone?"
"I..." he blanked out again. "I don't need to answer."
Marui made a toothy grin and exclaimed, "It's a girl huh?! It's a girl, or else you wouldn't be stuttering."
Yukimura started chuckling while Niou burst out laughing again.
"No, that's wrong. She's not a girl. She's a hyper-weird crazy monster from Mars. She probably came here in…uh…violence. She probably wants to kill people. Uh…She has a messed up mind. She is definitely a weirdo," Kirihara said, defending himself.
"Nice response, Akaya," Niou said while still laughing. "Why don't you want us to know it's a girl? Do you not trust your senpai?"
Kirihara froze. He, the Kirihara Akaya, was actually feeling guilty. He really didn't want his senpais to know, but in the process, he had wounded, or so he had thought, his senpais' feelings. Unbeknownst to him, his senpais really didn't care. Most of them just found it amusing that their little kouhai had fallen for a girl. Still, Kirihara thought he didn't have a choice but to reply, "I'm sorry. I never meant to make you feel unwanted." Marui and Niou snickered at the comment. He continued, "Well, yeah, it's a girl. But seriously, she is a scary martian. She slaps people and yells really loud, so she's not really my type."
All his senpais were silent for a moment. Then Niou asked, "You have a type?" Kirihara then blew it. He had tried to be nice and had apologized for something that wasn't really all that important. He pounced on Niou and started tickling him. Niou kept laughing until all his friends pulled Kirihara off him. Being the truculent person he is he added, "Are you sure you weren't just describing yourself?"
This time, instead of a full out assault, he answered, quite loudly, "Don't connect me with her!"
Marui and Niou kept snickering and Marui said, "Don't get all fired up. He probably didn't mean anything about it."
"Yes he did!"
"No he didn't!"
"Yes he did!"
"Yes he did!"
"No he did-" Marui started snickering. "Hey! That may have worked on me like four years ago but I'm not that stupid to fall for it now."
"Oh, my, Akaya has matured a little." Niou commented. The said boy stuck his tongue out. "Or not."
Marui bounced up to Kirihara and wrapped his arm around Kirihara's shoulder. "So do you like this crazy martian girl? From what I hear from you, you do. I mean, I can see you are suffering from all the symptoms of lovesic—"
"I do not like Tachibana-san's sister!" The moment the exclamation left his mouth, Kirihara realized what he had said. Even Sanada looked surprised. And nothing could make Sanada surprised. Nothing. Ever.
Marui and Niou stared at him. "Tachibana Kippei's sister?" Marui asked. "You mean… the one that slapped you." Kirihara started denying all questions directed toward him, but it didn't help. "You really do like Tachibana Kippei's sister. Wow. That's funny."
Niou stared at him incredulously. "You're not laughing."
"Do I have to laugh? My stomach hurts."
"No. My stomach hurts too."
"Yeah, I don't care. Anyway, Tachibana's sister huh? Hm.." Marui took out his cell phone. "Maybe we should give him a call…"
"What? No. No. Frekin. Way." And Kirihara attempted to grab Marui's phone from his grasp.
"Hm.." Marui flipped open his phone and started looking for Tachibana's number. Meanwhile, Niou blocked Kirihara from Marui, Yukimura watched amused, Yanagi watched fascinated that a kid like Kirihara would actually like someone, Hiroshi pushed up the bridge of his glasses, and the rest just thought what they were doing was a total waste of time. "Shh…It's ringing." Kirihara gave up and let out a little sigh.
Marui heard someone pick up from the other line and put it on speaker.
"Hello?" All the people congregated heard a feminine voice on the other line.
As the self-appointed spokesperson, Marui answered, "Um…Is this Tachibana's little sister?"
"Oh, Yes. Sorry if you're looking for my brother, he just left his cell phone at our house and went off somewhere. I'm not sure where he is, so if you could just leave a message, I think I could give it to him later."
"Oh, actually I think that would be great."
"Ok, could you wait a little bit? I need a paper and pen."
"Sure." Marui and Niou snickered. Yukimura couldn't hide his amusement.
After a minute, Ann returned. "Ok back. Now what was your message? And could you tell me who you are?"
"I would be happy to tell you who I am. I am Marui Bunta, the awesome genius of Rikkaidai." Niou scoffed at that comment.
Ann's voice suddenly turned hard. "What business do you have with my brother?"
"Please, if you're upset of our Akaya hurting your older brother, forgive him. He wasn't exactly human when he did that."
There was a silence on the other end. Ann's voice turned dangerously low. "Did he put you up to this?"
"'He'? Who are you talking about?"
"Kirihara. Did he put you up to this?"
"Eh? What?"
"And I bet he's there with you right now."
"What? No. No way. This is a private call."
"You have me on speaker."
"What?"
From the backround, Niou commented, "Dang. How did she know?"
Ann answered, "I didn't know. You just told me."
"What the heck, stupid! Why do you have to be so loud?"
"Please Marui-san, don't call him stupid. You're the stupid one for actually doing this for Kirhara." Marui's jaw dropped. "And Kirihara, I know you're there, so I'm going to say this in front of everyone who's there..." Ann's voice started rising. "You know, just because you're pride blinds you so much doesn't mean you have to ask your own senpai to do everything for you. Learn to do things on your own. Have you ever heard of being independent?" Ann was shouting. "And if you had asked for forgiveness earlier, I wouldn't be so aggravated and unwilling to accept your apology."
Kirihara broke free of Niou's grasp. "That's good. I never wanted my apology accepted anyway."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"I don't care."
"I don't care either."
"Fine."
"Yeah, I don't care, so why don't you just go find your weak brother and go weeping to him that some guy made you cry. You're really getting annoying."
His old team mates looked at him, shocked.
"You know what, jerk?! You should just go get run over by a car and die!"
"Fine I will."
"Good." And Ann hung up. As soon as Kirihara heard the click of disconnection from the other end, he realized what shot out of his mouth.
"No wait. Don't hang up. I won't. You should just go do that to yours—"
"She hung up Akaya." Marui said.
Kirihara rolled his eyes. "I know that."
"Smooth, very smooth man."
"I know. It went very smoothly."
Niou wrapped his arm around Kirihara's shoulder while Kirihara crossed his arms. "You need a girl coach. Someone that will teach you all about girls."
Kirihara rolled his eyes again and shook Niou's arm from his shoulders. "Why would I need a girl coach? That's just stupid."
Yukimura spoke for the first time in a while. "If you don't Niou to be your girl coach, I could always be you girl coach."
"NO! It's fine. Niou-senpai can be my girl coach."
"Ok, then there are no objections." Niou said. "So, my student, we shall meet tomorrow for our first lesson at the station at 3 o'clock."
"But I have prac—"
"But you're the captain right?"
"Oh."
"Ok, our first lesson will be Understanding the Female Mind. Sleep well tonight, young student. There will be a lot to learn tomorrow."
"Yes, sensei." Then Kirihara went home while his old team mates went to the direction of a couple restaurants.
While walking home, Kirihara thought to himself, "Maybe I was a little hard on her. Oh well, not my fault."
After about ten minutes of walking, the sky had changed to a midnight blue. "I'm home."
"Welcome Home Akaya-san. We're having dinner in about thirty minutes. Would you like to wash up in that time?"
"Ah, yes."
Five minutes later, Kirihara found himself in the bathtub with hot water that his mother drew for him. He slumped into the water, the liquid relaxing his muscles. He hung his head back, looking up at the bathroom ceiling. He let out a light sigh. He couldn't help but feel guilty about Tachibana's injury. But that girl had just decided to piss him off and make him mad. Oh well. He just hoped that his first lesson with his girl coach would help him understand the female mind better, and perhaps even help him apologize correctly without getting pissed off.
"I have a long day tomorrow."
A/N: It didn't really end like I wanted it to, but I just really wanted to end it somewhere because I don't know where I leave off if I do decide to stop and come back to write again. It gets kind of frustrating.
Anyway…Revieww….they give me motivation on my worst days...
And about next chapter….I was hoping that I could make this a weekly project, but seriously, my English teacher is giving us homework over break…which I haven't touched and she gives out too much work every day, so I don't think I'll be able to come back to this for a while. Also I need to start studying because…my dreams of a 4.0 GPA have been shattered by my English teacher.
MY HUNCHBACK ENGLISH TEACHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
should go die
BYEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!