Hello anybody reading this! This chapter is Dirty Pair LOADED!
Sakimi1014- Yay! Hooked! -Laughs.- Great, that must be a sign that I'm doing a good enough job... Still, I have things I need to improve on... Thanks for reading!
Alaena Flame Dragonstar- Hmm... Yes, Sengoku arranging rooms is frightening, and Tarou and Aoi would make strange (But cool, I think) parents. As for Ayame... He's just stupid.
Meino Nanako- Yeah, it's not right to keep Shinji and Akira apart... Oh... Right, I did that. -Feels terrible.- And, hopefully, Fuji WILL get his necklace back soon. I'm hoping too, you know. P.S. -Glances around.- -Whispers.- There's going to be rain in this chapter and a rain scene in the next. -cough.- (I hope you know what I'm talking about!)
Yoshikochan- Ne... You really shouldn't love Ayame-san. I personally think he needs to die.
Kawaii-Gaara-Chan- Sengoku is sly, yes, but Fuji was the mastermind, remember! The other answers, about Gakuto and Sengoku, are in this chapter (mostly)! Read on!
Blufox- Well, first of all, it's hard to imagine Yuushi hitting someone in the face... Wait... No, I can see it... But not over just running at Gakuto (I'm guessing) for a hug(?). As for Gakuto himself, I really didn't like him at first either. I actually got mad, because I cut twenty inches off of my hair, and (Though it was actually styled like Bunta's XD) the first day, it looked a lot like Gakuto's. It made me mad, but now I think Gakuto's cool. I just didn't really know him well before, I guess! (I really started liking him after I read Learning to Land, by Suteishichic. It's really good.)
ImmortalTigress- Well, so far, Gakuto has not had a power, and him dancing is admittedly amusing, but weird... Still, read on to find out. Also, about the 'Akira' instead of 'Kamio', it was probably just a mistake by me... Sometimes I type too fast and type the wrong name... Gomen.
WirbelWind- You really shouldn't skip over Hyotei. Everything is going to tie in eventually, so please do not skip over them, I would hate for you to miss something important. Also, what's wrong with Fuji hurting people?
Shimizu Miki- Well, I don't mind that you sent your review as a message, in fact, I feel very flattered that reviewed, despite your computer problems! WHY WOULD YOUR FAMILY HATE YOU?! I mean, I'm the black sheep of my family, so I understand that a little, but HATE you? That's just mean! And I LIKE cereal! There's nothing wrong with cereal! Any time of the frickin-fracken day! I'm so sorry your family is too dense to notice that! (Not to be rude!) ... Anyway... Ryoma taking over Gakuto's body would be... Creepy. Yeah... Very. The list, thank you for reminding me, is at the end of the chapter. I kinda forgot, it was supposed to be on the last one! Also, about Ryoma and Yuushi, I'm sure Yuushi would try to prattle on about his romance movies, and then Ryoma, seeing as he spent that time in America, would hand him the movie 'Rent' and walk away, leaving Yuushi fully satisfied. Yep. And, yep, long reviews are fun. I take pride in them, it means that I gave my readers something to think about!
Vierblith- Hmm... Thank you for telling me about the icicle fact. That'll come in handy some day, I'm sure! Haha... I could tell you were a fan of Host Club when you quoted Tama before. It made me laugh. Also, I don't know about the next season, because I read it, and don't really watch it, except online sometimes if I want to watch a specific episode!
RaiPheonix015- So, if you get the hammer to the head, and Fuji gets to cut him up, what can I do? -Inspired.- I know! I'll narrate it! -Laughs.- And, yes, there is a kid who looked like their child. I would show you if I could. Also... I didn't even think about the fact that it was Inui. -Shivers.- Well, maybe Kaido would be there too, and keep him from ruining the poor clone/child. As for Sengoku and Kouhei, there is a little in this chapter. As for who Youhei likes... Nufufu... You'll just have to wait! The list of roomings, by the way, is at the end of the chapter. The more I write about how sad Fuji is, the more I hate Ayame myself. Which is bad, because when I hate someone (As you know) I try not to write about them... XC... Don't worry, I will write about him though, next chapter. Also, RyoMomo is so fun to write... I like writing as Momo, because, like when I write from Fuji's POV, it just flows. It's fun. Oh, and thank you for the murderous ramblings. They made me smile, and I had been having a fairly bad day (My sister and brother upset my mom on Mother's day. Made me mad.), so, thanks!
KiriharaAkaya- Nya! I really wanna see your pictures! It sounds so fun! As for Gakuto... Heehee, read on for that...
Disclaimer- I do not own Prince of Tennis
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Ryoma lay awake, listening to the unconscious thoughts of others in the house without really trying to. It was actually kind of amusing, as he kept getting snippets of people's dreams. Still, he was bothered by the fact that Momo was still awake. Just knowing, by the occasional thought the other boy sent out (most, he blocked out), that the other boy was awake made the temptation to sneak across the hallway even more unbearable.
'What's... Going on?'
The thought, obviously Momo's, made Ryoma shiver. There was something not right about it all. Images, a dream, of shadowy people flashed through Ryoma's mind. He recognized the mindset as Mukahi's. He shuddered, feeling that fright of the nightmare.
'Takeshi?' Ryoma reached out with his mind. 'What's going on?'
'Ryoma?'
'Yes.'
'Something strange is happening with Mukahi-san,' Momo sent back, 'Is Oshitari awake?'
'No,' Ryoma glanced over at his sleeping roommate, 'I'll wake him, we'll be right there.' Ryoma had no idea what was going on, but he knew that they had to find out.
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Yuushi was at once annoyed and perturbed that Ryoma Echizen would wake him in the middle of the night. There was no possible reason that he could think of for the seventh grader to suddenly need him. Yuushi's thoughts turned darker as he grumbled for Echizen to go back to sleep.
"It's Mukahi-kun," Ryoma persisted, beginning to see how difficult this might be. Yuushi was up immediately, however, and Ryoma breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's going on?" Yuushi asked, looking completely alert.
"I don't know," Ryoma admitted. "Come on." Without another word spoken between them, they were across the hallway, and into Momo and Gakuto's room.
"Gaku..." Yuushi's eyes widened when he saw the shadows, so unnaturally shaped, like people, and Gakuto, writhing on the bed, as if the shadows were somehow causing his pain. He was having a nightmare, Yuushi understood, but knew that something more was going on here. "Hold on, Lover," Yuushi whispered, and quickly moved across the room to Gakuto's side as Ryoma shifted closer to Momo.
Yuushi looked up and around him as the shadows moved to surround him until the room was all but invisible behind their sheen. There was something very wrong about all of this. "Gakuto..." Yuushi reached out to his double's partner, but wasn't even able to reach him when the shadows lashed out at him, striking his hand back. Yuushi looked at his hand, which was slashed open and bleeding and realized that something was indeed very, very wrong about this.
Ryoma shivered visibly as another vision of the dream came over him. The shadows were angry. Momo pulled Ryoma close to him, and Ryoma focused on blocking Gakuto's mind from his own.
Yuushi knew that there was nothing he could do as long as Gakuto was sleeping, so he took a deep breath and moved forward again, this time with his entire upper body. "Gaku, Lover, you need to wake up," Yuushi said desperately, shaking the small boy's shoulders as he spoke, and the shadows lashed out at him from all directions.
"Yuu...shi?" Gakuto didn't seem to wake for a moment, and the shadows slowly receded. Gakuto's eyes opened wide and he threw his arms around his boyfriend. "Yuushi!" Gakuto whimpered, "Oh, it was so terrible.. A nightmare... But it seemed so real! There were these shadow people and... They..." Gakuto heard a strange noise come from Yuushi, whose face he could not really see. "Yuushi?"
"... Oshitari should sleep in here tonight," Momo said in the silence that proceeded the next few moments. "Come on Ryoma." Ryoma nodded, and the two left the room.
"Yuushi?" Gakuto said again when he heard the door click shut behind them. "Come on, Yuushi, look at me! You're..." Gakuto's eyes widened, "You're all bloody! Yuushi! What's going on?!"
"...Afraid..." Gakuto heard Yuushi mutter, and leaned forward, only to have the tensai throw his arms around him. " I was so afraid... That you wouldn't... be alright..." Yuushi said softly, his forehead on Gakuto's shoulder. A bit of wetness let Gakuto know that his doubles partner was crying.
"Hey, Yuushi, come on," Gakuto said softly. "We've got to get you bandaged up, you know? And you've gotta tell me what happened. You can't go getting mushy now!" Gakuto punched Yuushi's arm, mindful of the cuts, even lighter then he normally would. "Come on, I have a first aid kit."
Of course he did, he didn't need to tell Yuushi that. It had been Yuushi's insisting that led him to get it. Yuushi had insisted that with all of the acrobatics he did that he have a first aid kit, in case he got banged up trying some new trick. He slowly coaxed the sobbing tensai up onto his bed, and got the kit from beside his dresser.
"Come on, Yuu, you gotta be stronger than this. Tell me what happened?" Gakuto asked, "I just know that I was havin' a nightmare. Just a dream, Yuushi. Or, at least, I thought so. What happened to you?" Yuushi took a shuddering breath and began telling Gakuto about the shadows. Gakuto shivered, remembering his dream.
"Yuu-chan, something is wrong with me," Gakuto shook his head, knowing that if he cried, a very un-Gakuto-like thing to do in the first place, the tensai would break down again.
"No, Lover," Yuushi said, a hand running through Gakuto's hair, his voice sounding stronger. "There's nothing wrong with you. Do you think that you could control those shadows outside of your sleep?"
"... What's to say I was controlling them?" Gakuto asked. He didn't like to think that he hadn't been the cause of Yuushi's various hurts, which he had finally finished bandaging up.
"I can only assume," Yuushi said, "But you did have 'shadow people' in your dream, didn't you? Do you think you could create a shadow now?"
"... I dunno," Gakuto said, but knew that Yuushi wasn't going to let it go until he tried. Closing his eyes, and letting his hand move on it's own, Gakuto reached out in front of him, palm facing up. He opened his eyes slowly after a moment, ready to tell Yuushi that it hadn't worked, that it couldn't have been him, when he saw that it was working, as small shadows danced around on his palm. Gakuto closed his hand into a fist quickly, eyes wide. The shadows disappeared immediately, and Gakuto breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at Yuushi, who was watching him with a judgeless expression.
"I..." Gakuto leaned against Yuushi's chest, which was now bare, as he had removed his shirt to make the first aid easier. "I... Don't think I like this." Yuushi kept silent, continuing to run his fingers through Gakuto's hair softly. "... Tell me something?"
"What?"
"I dunno, anything," Gakuto shrugged, and Yuushi smiled, laying back onto the bed, and pulling Gakuto with him. He moved the blankets over the two of them and kissed Gakuto's forehead.
"Did you know that it was Atobe's birthday today?" Yuushi asked, looked amused. "October forth." (Remember, in the story, Saeki's birthday (Oct. 1st) was on Friday, so I'm following that timeline (Shishido's, too, was on Wednesday (Sept. 29) Remember?)
"What?" Gakuto frowned, "No way! He didn't do anything about it?"
"I think he forgot," Yuushi chuckled, "We've all been so busy, you know. Jirou remembered, though, and they went out together for lunch. Kami-Sama only knows if they were actually eating."
"Yuushi!" Gakuto laughed, but snuggled farther into his boyfriends arms.
"I'm just saying," Yuushi smiled.
"Are there any other birthdays coming up?" Gakuto asked, looking at Yuushi with large, soft eyes.
"Kunimitsu Tezuka's is on Thursday, the seventh," Yuushi answered.
"And yours is on the fifteenth," Gakuto smiled as Yuushi looked a bit surprised, as if he hadn't expected the smaller boy to remember.
"... And Hiroshi Yagyuu's is on the nineteenth," Yuushi said after a moment, the pause caused more by shock then anything else.
"How do you know all of this?" Gakuto asked, highly amused.
"Atobe has this information on a chart he keeps in the back locker of the club room. I've glanced over it," Yuushi refrained from saying that the first time had been when they were freshmen, and Yuushi had actually been looking for Gakuto's birthday. It had been worth it, though, to be able to surprise the acrobatic player on that most special day. Yuushi smiled, remembering that.
"Oh yeah?" Gakuto asked, "How many times have you seen it?"
"Twice," Yuushi answered honestly, "Once a couple years ago, and then once this year. Atobe wanted me to check something on there for him."
"And you remembered it?" Gakuto asked, "Because of your photographic memory?"
"Yes," Yuushi kissed Gakuto's forehead again. "Come on, Lover, Can we go to sleep?"
"..."
"I'll be right here," Yuushi assured him. "Nothing will happen. Nothing ever happened before, right? Perhaps it was because I was there. Come on, Gaku, please?"
"I... Don't know how I can," Gakuto answered honestly, and was surprised when Yuushi began to sing to him softly. Gakuto, at first, was breathless, then, as soon as he got his breath back, he let it out in a sigh. He was asleep soon after.
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It was raining. That was the first thing Fuji noticed when he woke up. The second thing he noticed, was that Kunimitsu was kissing the back of his neck, feather soft. Fuji smiled at the comparison. Fuji turned slowly and moved to meet Kunimitsu's lips. The buchou seemed pleased with this, and smiled as they kissed.
"Mnn, it's raining," Fuji stated the obvious.
"Ah," Kunimitsu answered, not seeming to understand Fuji's point.
"Morning Practice?" Fuji asked thinking about his necklace.
"No practice," Kunimitsu seemed to get the point. "But I'm not calling everyone to say that. I want everyone there anyway, both to talk about your necklace and about the upcoming tournament."
"Oh," Fuji said. That was a very Kunimitsu-like response, so Fuji said nothing more for a while, merely enjoying his warmth. He knew that all too soon they would have to get up.
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Sengoku loved girls. Adored them really. He loved the way they moved, their long hair, and the way they said the cutest things without meaning to. Yeah, Sengoku liked girls just fine.
But then again, watching Kouhei Tanaka slip across the room like he was made of silk, there were times... No, not many times, but yes, times like this, with Kouhei, that Sengoku wondered why he bothered with girls.
Kouhei was prettier than any girl he'd ever seen. He moved better too, very gracefully. In fact, Sengoku had heard a rumor once that the two twins actually were girls, but, seeing Kouhei now... Looking through the closet, facing away from Sengoku with no shirt on, tennis-toned muscles rippling under creamy skin...
Sengoku had forgotten where that thought was going. Oh, right.
Kouhei was definitely all man.
And somehow that didn't change the way Sengoku looked at him. He was captivated by his movements, his lips when he talked, actually, maybe it was just his lips in general... His hands, constantly moving, and his legs... Sengoku didn't dare get started on his legs.
Basically, Kouhei was downright hot, and Sengoku couldn't help but notice. Sengoku had never even wondered about his orientation before meeting Kouhei. He had never looked at any other man that way before. He obsessed over women. He was a total pervert, and he knew it. But Kouhei...
"What are you looking at?" Kouhei was looking at him now, Sengoku noticed, his head tipped adorably to the left, for it was always the left to which it tipped. Sengoku knew, from watching Kouhei during tennis matches, and here at the property.
"Nothing," Sengoku said, turning to face his dresser to hide his blush at being caught. "Just thinking."
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"We got real lucky," Momo said it in a breath as they ate their breakfast. Ryoma nodded. They hadn't been caught this morning, when they were sleeping not only in the same room, but in the same bed. They were both infinitely thankful to Kami-Sama for that, as otherwise, they both doubted they would have gotten any sleep.
Ryoma, curious had monitored Oshitari and Mukahi's thoughts all morning, and had found out enough that he understood the situation. He had mentioned as much, through thought, to Momo, and had found that the older two boys planned on not telling the adults that anything had happened. Ryoma knew that it wasn't his place to say anything, so he just kept quiet. He did know, however, that, judging by a few other thoughts he caught, it was going to be an interesting day.
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AND HERE'S THE ROOMING LIST (AS SENGOKU (Meaning secretly Fuji) MADE IT)
Eiji-Oishi (Have Permission)
Fuji-Kunimitsu (Have permission)
Kaoru-Inui (Have Permission)
Gakuto-Momo (No)
Taka-Kabaji (Have Permission)
Atobe-Jirou (Have Permission)
Yuushi-Ryoma (No)
Shishido-Choutarou (Have Permission)
Hiyoshi-Youhei (Room order)
Sengoku-Kouhei (Room order)
Wakato-Takahisa (Have Permission (Not mentioned in story. Their parents knew already.))
Yukimura-Sanada (Have Permission)
Akira-Yuta (No)
Mizuki-Shinji (No)
Akutsu-Dan (Room Order (Sengoku -cough-))
Bunta-Kirihara (Have Permission)
Niou-Yagyuu (Have Permission)
Saeki-Tachibana (Have Permission)