DISCLAIMER:
TheSpunky(Short)Alchemist: Have you guys seen FlippinWonka? I let her out of her cell so she could go on a bathroom break an hour ago. I haven't seen her since.
2ManyShoez: Nope, I haven't seen her. I was busy counting all of my sister's shoes. Did you know that they had Batman Converses?
GreenMamushi: -Looks up from drawing- I haven't seen her either. I was busy drawing Kaidoh. She might have escaped.
FlippinWonka: -Still in the bathroom, playing DS games- Should I go back to the cell? They are all probably looking for me…nahhh. We don't own Prince of Tennis; we only own Emi and Eri. This is my first disclaimer from a bathroom…
Amai Masquerade Love
Chapter Five: Emi's First Day
Emi POV
How am I lost on my first day? I was just here yesterday!
It was 8:00 A.M., and school began in another 40 minutes for Hyotei.
"Let's see… front desk? Office? Augh! Jirou and Yuushi won't answer my calls! Now I'll never get there!" I flung my hands up dramatically.
I sauntered around a little more and found the front office. When I entered, the secretary confronted me.
"Hi! Echizen Emi, third year."
"Ah, yes. Echizen-san, I was expecting you yesterday," she announced skeptically.
"I had a cold and could not attend." I used my best apologetic tone and peered at the secretary with my full, angelic eyes.
"Oh well. Here is your class schedule and your school uniform." She handed Emi a piece of paper and a box. "This is the male uniform that you requested."
"Thank you. Now if you'll excuse me."
I then rushed into the nearest bathroom and whipped out a sewing kit.
"Well, I've got work to do."
About 20 minutes later, I stepped out of the bathroom. The uniform did not resemble the original one that the secretary had given me in the slightest bit. The white dress shirt's sleeves were extended, so that the sleeves covered my hands and reached my fingertips. The plaid pants had been cut and adjusted into mid-thigh shorts. I was also wearing Shishido's cyan blue cap.
I sighed. Once again, I was lost and didn't know where the classroom was. Class would start in half an hour. Being late on the first day would not leave a first good impression.
Then, a pair of hands had suddenly covered my eyes.
"Guess who!" a deep voice resonated in my ear drums.
I began laughing. "Oshitari Yuushi, extreme leg fetish guy who is a genius."
"What a shame, Emi-hime. I thought I had finally caught you, too."
"Never mind that! Why didn't you or Jirou pick up my calls?
Yuushi chuckled. "Well… a certain buchou was trying to kill us with training. He kept saying, 'Ore-sama will train you all. Next time Ore-sama sees that girl, we will be ready. Ore-sama's pride cannot be hurt any further.' Or something along those lines."
"HAHAHA! That loser! HAHAHA! Oh god… I can now die peacefully." I was trying not to fall over. "Oh yeah, can you tell me where class 3-B is?"
"Of course. By the way, I love what you've done with your uniform," said Yuushi as he peeked at my legs.
"Hey don't make me slap you, Yuushi!"
"Of course, Emi-hime."
We strode over to a rather bulky building. There was a sign that said "Middle School Section." Ooh, that made sense.
We climbed up three flights of steep, merciless stairs. A horde of girls was screaming when they spotted Yuushi, and some boys whistled when they noticed me. Eww…
"We are here, Emi-hime. I wish you luck." Then, he paraded away.
I took a deep breath and tipped Shishido's cap to conceal my lime green eyes. I opened the door. Everyone stopped chatting and looked my way; they just had to observe the approaching, new girl.
"Ah! Emi-chan, come here!"
I turned my head to the back of the classroom where a maroon-haired boy was jumping up and down ecstatically, and a brunette boy was asleep. A wide grin spread across my face as I dashed to the two boys.
"Hey! Oh, I'm sorry that I didn't get catch your name before…"
"It's Gakuto!"
"So, Gakuto… know any evil ways to wake Ryou up? Preferably something just as shocking as, but not as cliché, as, say, a bucket of ice cold water?"
Gakuto's periwinkle eyes widened, and he started laughing.
"I can tell already, Emi! We're going to be best friends! You can reject Atobe and be evil!"
I giggled. "So, any ways you can think of?"
"You can hug him from behind and whisper his name into his ear?" Gakuto suggested. I rolled my eyes.
"Right. And then the whole fan girl population would try to murder me… Great idea. Look, I can handle a few, but all of them together equals certain death by the hands of bloodthirsty and obsessed females." I shot back sarcastically. He glared at me.
"Do you have a better plan?" I nodded.
"As a matter of fact, I do!"
"So what is it?" I smirked.
"Something like your idea, only I won't be whispering." Gakuto raised an eyebrow. In response, I cupped my mouth with my hands and brought my face close to Ryou's ear. I took one deep breath.
"RYOU! WAKE UP, YOU POOR, SLEEP-DEPRIVED, LAZY ASS!" I shrieked in his ear. Gakuto and I doubled up in laughter as Ryou bolted awake and screamed.
"Wha… wha… WHAT?"
At this point, Gakuto and I were in hysterics; I so needed to bringmy camera with me more often! We managed to quiet down just as the teacher walked in.
"Alright, students. Go to your seats. We have a new student in class, today. Echizen-san, please come up to the front of the room and introduce yourself."
"Sure. My name is Echizen Emi." I waited for a moment. "Any questions? Yes, you."
"Are you single?" asked one of the boys in the front row.
"Nope, I'm taken."
"Who's your boyfriend?" asked the same boy.
I smirked. Time to cause a little mischief! "Him!" I pointed to Shishido, who looked shocked. Gakuto was thrown into another fit of laughter.
"NO! You can't be Shishido-sama's girlfriend!" wailed a random fan girl.
"Why not? I amwearing his hat!" I stuck my tongue out at her, winking at Shishido. He had recovered from his shock and merely looked somewhat relieved that his rabid fan girls might subside now. I grinned evilly again. I can't have him get too comfortable now, can I? I thought. "Actually," I said, watching as Shishido's eyes widened in growing horror. "We're not dating. You girls are all free to take him!" The fan girls cheered and sent my friend covetous looks. Said friend then turned to glare at me.
"Students, that's enough. Echizen-san, seeing as how you're already friendly with Shishido-san and Mukahi-san, you can have the seat between them."
I walked over to my assigned seat and plunked myself down. Suddenly, I felt an arm snake around my shoulders. Sharply turning my head around, I stared at a smirking Ryou.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I questioned. He smirked.
"Getting protection." I had nothing to say to that, so I groaned, gave up, and leaned backwards.
I didn't fail to notice the once-cheering fan girls give me bone-chilling death glares.
Normal POV
"I cannot believe you did that! Now the whole school thinks we are dating!"
"I know, right? It's hilarious. Awww. Don't worry, Emi-chan. I only think of you as a friend; it also kills time."
"Yeah, Ryou is right. It's a lot more fun now. By the way, I saw a mob of fan girls crying. Maybe I should just call you 'The Heartbreaker.'"
"Augh! Not funny, Gakuto. It's wicked gekidasa. And lame!" Shishido, now embarrassed, buried his face into his hands.
"I am offended; that was not lame. I am amazing. You should be awed by my prowess!" The two others started cracking up.
"Hey, Echizen-san." The three gazed upward and saw a girl standing before them. "You have been called to the student council office; it's something about your uniform…"
"Okay, thanks, Ueda-san." The girl blinked and mumbled, "See you later." As she left, the two guys exchanged worried glances.
"You think she knows who the student council president is?" asked Shishido.
"I doubt it. She most likely would have protested it if she knew."
"Shishido, Mukahi, follow me. We need to gather everyone," boomed a mysterious voice.
"The student council president will see you now."
Emi had been sitting on an incredibly comfortable chair, waiting for the president. Now, she could finally meet this guy.
She went inside an extravagant office. This is almost as cool as my private study back at home,'thought Emi.
"Sit. Ore-sama isn't pleased to hear you are a new student, and you're already causing trouble here." Uh oh. Emi recognized that voice. "Ore-sama will not tolerate this kind of behavior from any of Hyotei's students. Even if you are…" He turned around in his black leather chair to stare at the girl.
"YOU! You pompous monkey king! I thought I crushed your little ego yesterday!" shouted Emi.
Atobe remained silent. His heart started beating abnormally fast, and his face heated up. What is this strange feeling?
Someone knocked at the door. Atobe sighed. "Great, another problem," he muttered.
"Atobe, I am coming in."
As the door opened, a serious-looking man entered. Hyotei's tennis team regulars stood behind him.
"Atobe, Echizen, I have a proposition for the both of you. All of the other members have already agreed," explained the man.
"What would that proposition be, Sakaki-kantoku?"
Oh, so this is the Hyotei's tennis coach, thought Emi.
"Atobe, if I recall this correctly, you told everyone that the strongest person here gets to be the king." He paused. "Echizen beat you yesterday, which means that she is the new king." Atobe's eyes bulged at Sakaki's news. "I'm not sure if you know who she is, but she is the Phoenix of the Masquerade Pair."
"What? Emi-chan, you didn't tell us that you were the Phoenix of the Masquerade Pair!" All of the regulars were astounded. She was part of theMasquerade Pair; the pair that would probably conquer the world some day.
"Coach, are you serious?" asked Atobe with a dumbfounded expression.
"Yes, I am, but instead of being the king of Hyotei, I would like Echizen to be the manager of the tennis team."
"What if I don't want to be the manager?" asked Emi. She actually wanted to be the manager, but she wasn't going to act ecstatic in front of Atobe.
"Echizen, I know that you and your sister have trained many people that are currently at the top of the tennis world. This team needs your assistance. Plus, being the manager is for outside appearances. Think of yourself as a buchou or king when in school or training."
Emi turned around to face the regulars. "Do all of you agree with this? I am not the type to train people half-heartedly. You all might go through trauma with my training, like Atobe is right now.
All of the Hyotei regulars smiled and nodded.
"Well, then I accept being the king, or whatever."
"Right. Then, come to my office to get the form later. You may all proceed." With that, Sakaki-kantoku left.
"Yay! Emi-chan is the king!" Gakuto and Jirou were frantically jumping up and down. Emi smirked.
"Let's celebrate! I'll treat you all tonight!" As Emi said the word "treat", Atobe had woken up from his trauma.
"Ooh. So you are treating us hm? Ore-sama has refined tastes. Ore-sama will not be pleased with something cheap."
Emi displayed a sadistic smile. "Of course, you idiotic monkey king. We will be eating on the private floor of Clark's Tower." She grinned as Atobe gasped.
"You can't get in there. Ore-sama can't even get in there!" This girl had to be bluffing.
"Well, I can obviously enter, so let's all meet up in the lobby at 6:30 P.M., okay? You should dress formally. Oh, and before I leave, can I get everyone's names?"
"Hiyoshi Wakashi."
"Ootori Choutarou."
"Kabaji." Everyone stared at him. Did Kabaji just talk?
"And you know the rest of us."
"Okay! So, that's Yuushi, Jirou, Gakuto, Ryou, Waka-chan, Chou-chan, Kaba-chan, and the Monkey King."
Atobe glowered at the smug-looking girl in front of him.
"Why don't you call Ore-sama by his name?"
"It's because I don't like you," Emi retorted calmly. "Okay, so I'll see you guys tonight!"
"What do you mean, Emi? We still have class," announced Ryou. Emi rolled her eyes.
"Classes are meant for ditching! Besides, I have to go to Rikkaidai now! Bye." She sprinted off before anyone could question her further.
"Where is that girl? She actually had the nerve to make Ore-sama wait!"
It was 6:40 P.M., and the whole Hyotei tennis team was anticipating Emi's arrival in the luxurious lobby. All of the regulars were wearing tuxedos.
"She better not have tricked us! Ore-sama will kill that girl the next ti-"
"Ahem!"
All of the guys turned around to see Emi standing behind them with another girl. They all gaped at the beauty of the two girls with their glamorous outfits. The other girl wore a similar dress, except it was obsidian black. She wore platinum heels and a silver bucket purse. Her jet-black locks of hair draped down to her shoulders. Emi was wearing a baby blue, strapless dress that dropped to her knees. She also wore polished, ebony heels and a matching, black clasp purse. Her bright golden hair was pinned up.
"ERI-CHAN! I didn't know you were going to be here!" Jirou shot out of his seat to embrace the girl.
"Aah. Emi-hime, Eri-hime, you both look stunning."
"Thank you, Yuushi," they answered in unison.
"Uh… Emi who is the other girl?" asked Gakuto.
"Don't worry. I'll tell you upstairs during dinner. Now, everyone get on the elevator." She began striding. "And, Atobe, I know you're awed by my beauty, but please close your mouth." She smiled sweetly and chuckled as Atobe scowled at her.
"Okay, everyone. Please get on the elevator," directed the black-haired girl from inside the elevator doors.
When everyone was in the elevator, and the doors closed, Emi slipped a chrome card out of her purse and slid it through a slot. As she did this, the elevator moved up.
"What was that card, Emi-chan?" asked Jirou.
"It's a VIP card that you need to gain access to the private floor," she explained.
There was an awkward silence in the elevator for about a minute until the doors opened to reveal a lavish hallway. Emi and Eri stepped out of the elevator and motioned for the others to follow. After strolling for a few minutes, they ended up in a room with numerous doors and a polished, oak desk in the middle.
"Emi-sama, Eri-sama! How unexpected! Are you hosting a party? You could have called beforehand, then we would have reserved the whole floor for you two!" said a woman behind the oak desk. She bowed courteously.
"No, it's alright. We didn't want it to be an inconvenience to other people, but what room is open for us at the moment? The bigger, the better," said Emi in a business-like tone.
"Yes, Emi-sama. The view room is open." The woman pointed to the door on the farthest right.
"Thank you." Emi turned around and altered her tone. "Let's go, guys! We got a great room. It has the best view!"
Emi turned the brass knob of the door and led everyone in. The room's walls were transparent glass, and everyone could observe all of Tokyo from them! In the center of the room was a grand maple, circular table where they would be eating.
"This is amazing!" Jirou was pressing his face against the lustrous glass wall.
"Okay, everyone. Take a seat, so we can start the introductions!" said Emi. They immediately did as they were told, with Atobe grunting. As soon as they sat down, Emi began talking.
"Well, this is actually my twin sister. Her name is Eri." Eri stood up and bowed. "And I'll introduce you to everyone, starting with Yuushi. You obviously know Yuushi, but I'll tell you about him anyway. He is an extreme womanizer and a leg fetish pervert. Next is Jirou. You know him, too, but he is the sleeping beauty of Hyotei. Next is the monkey king; his name describes him perfectly," Eri giggled as Atobe crossed his arms and looked away with a huff. "Then Gakuto; think of him as Kikumaru Eiji, except way better." Gakuto grinned happily.
"Then, there's Kaba-chan; he doesn't talk much. After that, there's Chou-chan; he is the sweetest boy ever!" Choutarou rolled his eyes, trying to preserve his manliness. "Next is Waka-chan. He is absolutely adorable!" Hiyoshi blushed a little. "Finally, that's Ryou. He is my boyfriend!" Emi smirked, deciding to turn his joke today against him.
"WHAT?" exclaimed all of the regulars together.
"Wha~t? That's not fair, Emi~. Why does Shishido-san get to be your boyfriend?" whined Jirou.
"No, I'm not!" Shishido was turning crimson. He wasn't expecting that to come back and bite him.
Meanwhile, Gakuto and Emi were snickering and high-fiving each other. On the other hand, a certain narcissist next to Gakuto turned incredibly pale and began to feel irritated. He didn't know why yet.
Emi laughed aloud at everyone's shocked expressions. "Okay, so Ryou is my fake boyfriend, but everyone at school thinks we are going out." She admitted before taking a deep breath. "So yeah… Eri, that's everyone."
Eri rose from her seat. "Hello, everyone. I take it that I can call all of you what Emi calls you?"
All of the regulars nodded, except Atobe.
"Thank you!" She smiled while her fuchsia eyes gleamed. "Oh, and does anyone have any questions?"
"Ore-sama does. How were you two able to get a room here? Even Ore-sama can't."
"That's a very easy question, Kei-chan. I hope you don't mind me calling you that, but to put it simply, we own this place."
"Wait… WHAT?"
"Okay, Monkey King. You all should know that we are related to Echizen Ryoma, right? Well, he is our cousin, so we are using the name "Echizen" while we're in Japan. Our real names are Emi and Eri Clark. Do you get it? We are the next heirs to the company."
Atobe nodded his head in disbelief.
"Good. Now, who is next? Yeah, Gakuto?"
"So, does Eri-chan play tennis, too?"
"Yup! Sakaki-kantoku told you that I'm the Phoenix from the Masquerade Pair, right? Well, Eri is the Sphinx!"
"Ooh! You must be really strong then! I would love for you to play with us some time," said Choutarou.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I don't go to Hyotei; I go to Rikkaidai!"
"Oh, really? Do you know Marui-kun then?" inquired Jirou with wide eyes.
Eri laughed. "Yes, I do."
They continued to chat for a while, and soon they were all heading to their homes.
"Bye-bye, Emi-chan, Eri-chan. Let's meet again soon!" Then, they all went their separate ways to get home.
While taking a cab home, Emi and Eri began talking again.
"So let's set up the practice matches between Rikkaidai and Hyotei tomorrow after school. We can have it at Hyotei; I'll just tell all the non-regulars that there's no afternoon practice for them," explained Emi.
"Yes, that would work. I can get one of the company buses to pick us up from Rikkaidai and take us to Hyotei." Eri smirked.
"We can divide it into a small doubles and singles tournament! We could even invite himto come!"
"Aah! The regulars are in for one heck of a day, facing a prince and the Masquerade Pair in the same day."
"Yeah, but that's what makes it fun!" They shared a mischievous grin.
- The "Otaku" Corner-
FlippinWonka: I've been in the bathroom for three hours now…. Maybe I should go back.
TheSpunky(Short)Alchemist: -slams door open to bathroom- Aha! I FOUND YOU! –sinister laugh- Now back to the cell! -pushes FlippinWonka in front- Now WALK! Left, left, left, right, left… DON'T LOOK BACK! -whips-
GreenMamushi: -sips tea in another part of building- Ahh, I can hear FlippinWonka's screams. I feel like I should go help her, but another part of me wants to stay and stare at the green wall…. I'll stay.
2ManyShoez: I finished counting the shoes! There are exactly 32 pairs! YES! …wait…damn it… I forgot about the stack back in my room… Oh well, please review, favorite, and critique!