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Round Two: Let's Play Pretend
It was time for tennis practice now and Jiroh was nowhere to be found. That was nothing new of course. He's probably dozing around somewhere on the school grounds. Atobe sent Kabaji to look for him and that was awhile ago. Maybe he should join in on the search? Before he could make up his mind about it he spotted Kabaji with Jirou draped over his arms.
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Finally, he thought. It wouldn't do for the captain to show up late for practice but he couldn't arrive without Kabaji. It's just something that could not be done.
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"Hurry Kabaji," Atobe called out, "I don't want to be late."
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Atobe was about to turn and leave but then he saw it. He saw the faint smile of a boy who clearly wasn't sleeping. He also saw eyes quickly shut to feign sleep once more. Moving closer to Jiroh he peered at his face intently, waiting for him to give something away. Atobe was patient so he knew it would only be a matter of time. And sure enough there it was the faint twitching of his nose and the subtle quickening of his breath.
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So this is how he wants to play it.
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Pretending his didn't notice anything Atobe resumed walking to practice but before Kabaji could follow him he ordered offhandedly to the bulky boy, "Oh and Kabaji drop Jiroh. I don't want you to dirty your hands with useless garbage."
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"Usu," said Kabaji letting Jiroh awkwardly fall to the ground.
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As Jiroh massaged his sore body Atobe laughed outright and left him, "Jiroh, you might want to clean up your acting before you try that again," Atobe threw out to the slightly injured boy. "Oh and try not to be late for practice. I won't go easy on you if you do."
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Jiroh just glared at Atobe's receding form as he took his prize away from him yet again.
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"Next time," he promised to himself. "Next time for sure."
A/N: Not done yet!