DISCLAIMER: You've heard about Takeshi Konomi? You should be. He owns Prince of Tennis.

"I am declaring a state of emergency in this campus this instant!," Atobe thundered, slamming the door behind him and slamming himself downs on his leather chair positioned at the end of the long oval table.

He, along with the officers of Tezuka's Angels, were currently inside the huge, bulletproof, soundproof office found at the topmost floor of their university. As to how Atobe managed to persuade the school's administrators to entrust him the entire floor was beyond anyone's understanding. Atobe is Atobe and he has his ways.

The TA president threw a medium-sized pink envelop on the table - a silent command for someone in the group to open it. Hajime Mizuki, a Biology student and Atobe's secretary did the honor. He tore it open and pulled out the photos inside.

"What is-"

"THAT. Is an open declaration of war against us," Atobe cut Mizuki off. The secretary passed the photos to the rest of the officers.

Marui just shrugged. Wakato held his chest in an exaggerated hurt feeling mode. Kite glared and adjusted his glasses. Kamio blushed, Kajimoto eyed the photo in close scrutiny making sure that it's not edited.

The object of Atobe's anger was simple - a stolen shot of Tezuka and Fuji inside the former's car, and another one when both were standing in front of the Fuji household.

"Are they dating?" Kajimoto asked bluntly, and almost immediately regretted his words when Atobe actually glared daggers.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" the diva yelled. "Ore-sama shall never allow such lawlessness!"

"Ne, Atobe.." Marui said, feeling bored and hungry. "They're not really asking your permission, you know."

The TA president slammed a hand on the table and glared at Marui. " . .Them."

"Fine. Now how do you plan on dealing this?" asked Kite.

Atobe smirked, that trademark smirk he always sports when he's up to doing something students and Niou-sensei will not like.

"As I mentioned, we're in a state of emergency."

Marui frowned, leaning forward and eyeing the president closely. "Define state of emergency."

"Patience, Marui. You will know soon enough."

The redhead slumped back on his seat in a defeat. "Tell me it's not what I think it is."

Mizuki chuckled. Kite smirked with a tiny glint on this glasses. Kamio blushed even more. Kajimoto frowned in thought.

Marui, the newest elected officer gaped and surveyed the looks on his colleagues' faces. "You never learn, do you?"

When no one answered him, he stood up and headed for the door.

"And where do you think you're going Marui?" asked Mizuki.

The readhead heaved a sigh and turned back, frowning at the secretary. "The last time you declared an SOE, we all got suspended for a week. I failed History, made to do a whole month of office cleaning work and endured a month-long counseling session with Niou-sensei," Marui said. "You ask me where I'm going? Home. I'm out of this."

"And risk renouncing your privileged spot as a TA officer?" threatened Atobe.

Marui shrugged and headed out.

Fuji knew something was wrong the moment he entered the classroom and saw the other students from that same class turn their attention to him. He momentarily stopped on his tracks just by the door before occupying his usual seat at the far end corner.

Still, some kept staring. And it made him feel too uncomfortable.

"What is it?" he demanded at the lady two seats away from his right. Shiraishi, who was supposed to be beside him that schedule is nowhere to be found.

"There are rumors," she said.

"Well if it's a rumor, then it's not true."

The lady threw him a curious look. "Really? You checked the site?"

Fuji frowned. "What site?"

"Tezuka-sensei's."

The tensai shook his head, not liking the mocking tone he's hearing from the woman. "No, I haven't."

The woman smirked. "For a model student, you sure have your own means of getting things your way, Fuji. Is that how you get high grades?"

Fuji opened his mouth to say something in retort, just in time for their school counselor to come barging in the classroom, eyes glaring at the tensai's direction. "In my office. Now."

"I want you to answer me with a yes and a no," Niou ordered, arms crossed and standing in front of Fuji.

"What is this-"

"YES and NO."

Fuji gave out a sharp sigh and a nod.

"Are you dating Tezuka?"

The blue-eyed boy frowned and looked at Niou in disbelief. "What? No!"

Niou's frown told him that he did not buy any of it. And Fuji's now starting to get worried on what this is all about.

"Have you seen the website?"

"No! Why is everyone so interested if I've seen it or not?!"

The school counselor regarded him with an indifferent stare. "For one. Tezuka is that interesting. The whole campus knows that. Maybe the whole Japan as well if we take it a knot higher."

Fuji frowned. "Your point?"

"My point is, you were seen together outside your home. And don't ever deny it because there are authentic photos to prove it. I'm aware that it's basic courtesy on Tezuka's part but the public doesn't see it that way."

Somehow, Fuji is now seeing what this is all about. "You're telling me that those photos are posted on the website?"

Niou nodded "Crystal clear, for everyone to see. And trust me when I say that this is going to be a blow to your scholarship and your potential to become an honor student."

"What?!"

Niou sighed. "Fuji...Atobe is pissed. And when he's pissed, the whole campus turns into a freaking battlefield. So do me a favor and clear these things up before I, myself get pissed and admit you all to a mental facility where I shall supervise your counseling twenty-four seven. And believe me, my personal counseling method is more action than talk."

The tensai couldn't help but gape. He didn't even do anything wrong!

"And Fuji?" Niou started, looking at him with slight concern. "Just avoid crossing Atobe."

The tensai stood up and faced his counselor, eyes open, revealing his piercing blue eyes. "He's done making his move. Now it's time to shut him up."

SY: So here's the thing...I can't fit in the entire formula (which I mentioned on the previous chapter) on this one since it'll be too long. And while I so wanted to get all the scenes in my head written down...I'm really sleepy...I'd need to recharge.

Writing about Atobe always exhausts me. I implore your understanding.

'So Fuji...how exactly would you shut Atobe up? Do tell.' (And yes you, who's patiently reading this part, what do you think?)