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Senkatsu is totally made up, on the spot. IDK if it really exists.

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Time: 8:56 PM.

Location: Senkatsu

Objective: Shut down group of meddlesome teens.

Everyone of Fuji's team was in their locations, with four minutes to spare. Dressed in black, they blended in with the darkness.

"Is everyone ready?" the Tensai asked.

"Hai." was the chorus of replies.

"Alright, move out in thirty seconds."

Everyone was ready, prepared and stationed when they first saw a group of masked kids with hoodies meet up, without speaking. The team of agents tensed when they saw the victim of this round.

Nanase Futatabi.

She was innocent and clean, but the person who set this up had a grudge against her, for 'stealing' a guy that wasn't really the criminal's in the first place. Actually, in fact, the group of five who set this up take turns on choosing the victim whom they have a grudge against. But let's not delve into that.

As chaos erupted, the team of agents versus the team of kids who can't afford to have their secrets spilled, Fuji spotted a teen coming close to the site, humming in happiness, just a little oblivious to what was going on. It was Yukimura, probably on his way back from a date with Sanada.

"Che, mendokusai. Minna, switch the play to defense #127, Claw and H. Talon and R, I trust that your offense play #72 will be just as impeccable without us, there was a slight disturbance in the flow of things," he said through the earpiece.

"Ryoukai."

Fuji swiftly dashed to the blue-haired teen who was already realizing that he was in danger, with no way out of his impending doom. The gang of masked teens had pulled out guns as soon as they saw the agents and the blue haired teen. '...we'll have to kill all of them...' they thought with remorse.

Claw and H had hurried to the victim to protect her, while Talon and R hurried to fight with the assailants. While they were fighting, a gun shot rang through the air.

Fuji's eyes snapped open. Almost everything happened in slow motion after this point in his eyes. While the bullet missed the initial target, Nanase, it was heading in a direct path towards Yukimura.

Fuji was still a good five yards away from Yukimura. He put on more speed and lunged in front of the blue-haired boy. He shifted his body so that the bullet wouldn't pierce through any vital organs. And then there was a sharp pain in his upper torso as he pushed Yukimura away.

'Kuso... now I'll have more explaining to do,' he thought. The pain was already fading away. He had to hurry up and get the bullet out.

Once he was sure nobody was looking, he turned around and stuck a hand inside where the bullet was lodged deep in his arm. He gently removed the bullet, carefully, making sure not to touch other parts in his arm. As soon as the bullet was removed, the wound had already begun fixing itself, closing up and healing.

The only remnants of the injury was the crimson blood stains on his sleeve and the bullet-shaped hole in his shirt.

His teammates at this point had already knocked out the blackmailed kids and Yukimura had promptly passed out, from shock. The tensai's breathe was labored and he felt exhausted. It always way, after injuries like this happened.

'No matter what, I must finish the mission,' and so he gathered his remaining energy to help his teammates.

Time: 11:57

Place: Interrogation Room

Objective: Gather info from the Blackmailed.

After safely delivering Yukimura home, the five of them carried the six unconscious teens into the van in which they had arrived in and brought them to the interrogation center located a good thirty minutes away from HQ's.

Grueling hours of interrogating later, they had all the information they need about the group of people behind the mess. It was a group called The Hands of Shinigami. As they had perceived, it was the group of five that they had suspected on their first day that was behind this mess. Since this round of victims hadn't injured anyone, they just let them go. Just this one time.

At this time, Fuji was exhausted beyond his limits. All he wanted to do was get back to the dorms for some sleep. Locking up the center's door behind them, the five got in the van and drove off towards headquarters.

When they arrived, Kumiko greeted them with a tired smile. Almost all the lower Sectors had gone to bed or left to their homes already.

"You guys can go rest now. Tomorrow will be your last day at the school, we'll take care of the criminals from here on out. Oyasumi," she said.

Fuji smiled. "Ah. Arigatou, oyasumi-nasai."

"Oyasumi," said the rest of the team. They shuffled down to their dorm, to tired to make even half-hearted conversation. Fuji, no matter how exhausted he was, was still running things through his mind.

'What if they ask questions? Did they forget?'

As he climbed into bed, he finally reached a conclusion. 'They forgot.'

Relieved, he fell into a dreamless sleep. But there was still that nagging feeling in the back of his head, though he chose to ignore it.

In Tokyo:

Oishi felt somewhat relaxed for the first time since Fuji left. The team had finally managed to erase Fuji away when they were practicing and got back on track. They already played in their first tournament, and although it was lower than their level, they won.

The mother hen sat down at his computer and started typing an email.

From: Oishi

To: Tezuka

Re: Team

Tezuka,

How are you?

We've finally gotten back on track. We won our first tournament of the season, albeit it was a bit easy.

Everything is going fine. We're still worried about Fuji, but he's no longer disturbing our practices together. He should be okay, right? After, he's the Fuji Syusuke. I hope he's doing well.

I forgot to mention, but did you know that this year, they're combining the middle school players and the high-school players? That's why Echizen, Momoshiro, and Kaido are still able to play with us. This tournaments players were me and Eiji in Doubles One, Echizen in Singles one, a senior in Two, Momoshiro in Three, and Inui and Kaido played Doubles Two. Echizen never even got to play. It's surprising that most of us were middle schoolers. The high schoolers weren't what we expected them to be. Maybe they should've been trained by you.

Oh well, I have to go.

Take care and don't strain yourself too much.

Oishi

He sat back and sighed. No matter how well the team was functioning, it was still incomplete without Fuji. One who didn't have chemistry between the nine of them wouldn't understand. Even though it was functioning, the team's harmony was screwed up, and nothing could fix that.

He inbox pinged.

From: Tezuka

To: Oishi

Re: Team

I'm on my way.

Tezuka.

Oishi was officially bewildered. He was on his way? Did that mean he was coming back? For what? The team? Tennis? Fuji?

In an Airplane:

A golden-brown haired boy sighed and settled back into his seat after a cup of tea, closing his eyes.

Just before he dozed off, the flight attendance spoke through the intercom with broken Japanese.

"All passengers, you will be glad to know we are going to land in Tokyo in three hours."

'Wait, for me. I'm coming. Please be okay,' was the teen's last thought before he fell asleep.

-Three hours time skip-

He was back. And for good this time. He dialed his mother on the phone.

"Okaa-san, did you send in the school transfer forms already? The tennis form? I'm taking a taxi on my way home."

"Kunimitsu, everything is ready. The forms for school and tennis were sent in. I'll be waiting for you."

"Ah. Arigatou. Ja."

The phone call ended.

The hazel-eyed boy sighed. 'Where are you, Fuji?'

A/N: Good? Bad? Leave a review. BTW, Maybe some of you might like YUkimura, but he'll have basically no screen time after the next chapter, gomen! He's not really needed in the long run of things.

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