A/N: Brief appearance of my OC, for a fair warning. It's not really even an appearance since it's just a phone call. ^^".

Karma Bites

Jackal was just about done crying his eyes out when he heard the request (more like order) for all regulars to be at the courts the coming Saturday. Of course he knew what it was about, he had been the cause of it actually. Because apparently the Iron Wall of Defense was interesting enough to be bugged by the Trickster, the whole team knew of his little meeting with the others. Not surprisingly the team wasn't exactly pleased to hear that they were being called a bunch of crazies; even if they were a little on the odd side. Jackal didn't know whether to be flattered that the Trickster actually took time to prank him or fear for his life because he was pranked.

And that is why the half-Brazilian was currently rocking in a corner of the clubroom weeping bitterly. His perfect record, ruined! Destroyed! Obliterated! Not so perfect! Pulling himself together Jackal slowly packed up his stuff, gave one last sniff, and walked home; preparing himself for tomorrow's punishment.

.~.~.~.

Rikkaidai Tennis Courts, 9:30am

The Rikkai regulars were all on edge, well except Yukimura, he looked positively pleased. Sanada didn't seem any different too, but that's like his default face. Jackal felt like he was going to snap anytime, they had been at the courts for over an hour and still nothing had happened, not a word spoken. Just as Kirihara was about to do the snapping for him two buses pulled up and let out some sleepy tennis regulars. At this Yukimura's smile widened considerably and the Rikkai regulars took a step back.

As the two groups drew closer to the courts the Rikkai members could identify the other two groups as Seigaku and Hyoutei. Another bus pulled into the lot right as Seigaku and Hyoutei came into friendly distance with Rikkaidai. The last bus could easily be identified as Shitenhouji from the green and yellow uniforms and the hyper red-head jumping around.

The tennis teams eventually sorted themselves out and waited for an explanation. Seeing everyone assembled Yukimura smiled lightly and decided to give the group some answers. "I assume you all want to know what you're doing here?"

Several mumbles could be heard and Yukimura continued, "Well recently it has come to my attention that our teams need to be more in sync," a sharp look was thrown Jackal's way. "So I've decided to host an inter-team bonding event since some teammates of ours think the others are too strange to want to hang around." Hearing this guilty looks came across four of the faces present.

Then…Yukimura's words started to sink into the regulars' heads. Team, bonding, event, inter-school, ran through each other their minds. Finally getting it looks of horror replaced earlier tired expressions. Marui was the first to speak, but unable to string together a coherent sentence, "I-you-just-No!-We're doomed!"

Niou rolled his eyes and slapped his teammate on the back of the head, hard. Rubbing his now sore noggin, Marui sent a deadly glare at the Trickster, who simply smirked. "Piyo~!"

Clearing his throat to get his team's attention Yukimura then went on with his explanation, "So now that you all know what you're here for please hand over any and all cell phones or messaging devices."

"What!?" was the unanimous reply.

Yukimura calmly nodded his head, "Yes, we can't be having any interruptions now can we?" Each of the regulars glanced at each other not exactly trusting this.

"Here," Fuji said holding up a cloth bag, "you can all put them in here."

"Well he seems oddly prepared," Momo mumbled to Ryoma who nodded in agreement.

As Fuji worked his way around the group the regulars grew more, and more nervous with each passing moment. With the revelation that Fuji seemed to be in on it escape felt like something unreachable. As such, the tennis players were quite reluctant to hand over their connection to the outside world, some more than others. But this was Yukimura and Fuji (and for the more observant ones Atobe and Shiraishi as well) it was impossible to deny them unless you could handle all sorts of horrible things. Kirihara seemed much more fidgety then normal and in a stroke of coincidence, before having to turn off his cell and toss it in the bag it went off signaling a call.

The victimized regulars almost all let out a sigh of relief. Maybe the person calling could save them from their terrible fates! But Kirihara felt eyes boring into him and fumbled, "W-what should I do?" he stuttered out.

"Take the call but put it on speaker phone, everyone else be quiet," Yukimura commanded.

"Hai buchou," Kirihara said while taking the call. "H-hello?" Once again he inwardly berated himself for slipping up but with so many eyes on you with so many different emotions, it was a bit unnerving.

"Akaya?" Was the reply on the other side of the line. Kirihara almost jumped for joy, maybe she could get them out of this mess! But a single glare from Fuji was all it took for Kirihara to scrap that idea.

"Oh, hi Kaed what's up?" Kirihara tried to sound like he wasn't getting stared down by some of the most dangerous people in Japan.

"Well you seem to have forgotten that we were supposed to meet up at 9:50 today, you know for tutoring?"

"Oops, sorry something came up with the team so I'm at school with some of the other schools."

A sigh could be heard from Kaed, "Figures, I'm guessing Seigaku is over there too. By the way, do you have any idea what's up with them? They've been acting strange since they went over to Fuji-senpai's house."

Kirihara cleared his throat, "No idea at all," he replied quickly.

"So what are you doing anyway? Tennis?"

"Team bonding."

There was an eerie silence before Kaed spoke again, "I see. Just try not to get arrested or get yourselves killed if you can." The group could almost hear the sweat-drop forming on the back of her head.

"Will do Kaed," Kirihara said.

"One last thing. May I speak to Yukimura-san or Fuji-senpai please?"

"Uh, sure," Kirihara held out his phone to Yukimura who smiled.

"This is Yukimura speaking," the Demigod said.

"Ah, Yukimura-san, for your little team bonding project try and keep their minds and bodies intact, we still need them to play tennis you know."

Yukimura chuckled a little, "I'll try but no promises Tsuji-san."

Another sigh could be heard, "That's what I was afraid of. Anyway I better let you start. Tell the others I said hi, and good luck. They're going to need it." With that Kaed hung up and the line disconnected. Their one way out was now gone. It was time to face the end of the world as they knew it.

Kirihara almost cried out loud. How could one of his best friends abandon him like that!? He knew the others were thinking that too, especially Seigaku. She was their schoolmate after all. But who could blame her, when up against some very scary tennis players Kirihara would have saved his own skin too.

"Soo," Jackal coughed awkwardly, "What are we doing now?"

Atobe smirked as an idea came to mind, "If you would allow Ore-sama to speak, I have an idea."

"Go on," Fuji prompted oddly cheerful about it.

"Well Hyoutei never did finish that would-you-rather game. Why don't we just add in all the other teams?" Atobe gave a triumphant look to the now (again) horrified regulars. "Now be awed by my prowess!" And with a snap of the fingers a day of Hell began.

A/N: Well that last part was a bit random. Finally the teams come together and the games start! If you've read the Hyoutei Trapped! you should know about the would-you-rather game, Atobe exacts his revenge!

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