Karma Bites

Kirihara Akaya had always known that some fangirls were not right in the head (like a certain few senpai of his…). But he never thought they would go this far. Seriously! All the others were right there so why him? Because the universe deems you the Butt Monkey Kirihara, deal with it. Resigning himself to his fate Kirihara sighed. When he got out of there he was so making Marui-senpai buy him ice cream, and cake, and ramen.

"Where to start, where to start," Kenya mused, "Oi! Koharu! Yuuji! Have you found anything yet?"

Resting a hand on his cheek Koharu shook his head, "No, I don't have the slightest clues as to where Kin-chan could have gone. What about you, Yuu-kun~?"

"Nope," Yuuji also shook his head, "I don't think any of the others have made any progress either." He shivered, "I do not want to be on the receiving end of Shiraishi-buchou's wrath though so we better find him."

Eying each other the trio let out simultaneous sighs. What a pain their kouhai could be sometimes. "Fine, let's split up. We'll cover more ground that way," Kenya said dashing off to keep up his reputation as 'Naniwa's Speed Star'. The other two both nodded in agreement and surprisingly split from each other.

Marui Bunta blew a frustrated bubble and kicked the dirt. "Akaya is dead the next time I see him," he declared, "Seriously, he runs off and forgets to take me with him," the volley tensai let out a huff, "What a bad kouhai, forgetting his senpai like that."

The silver-haired Trickster next to him simply smirked, "You're forgetting that if we find the brat we're exempt from today's bonding. And when we do find him he'll probably get punished anyway. So it's a win-win for us, puri~."

"Yeah, yeah," Marui waved him off, grinning, "I get it. What I don't get is why Jackal and Yagyuu refused to come with us."

Niou shrugged nonchalantly, "Who knows? Now let's find the brat." Ending with a wicked smile etched on his face, one could only imagine what was going through the Trickster's head right about now. From past experience I would say unpleasant things; most likely directed toward whomever Niou felt like annoying at the moment. I would say…Kirihara, that poor, unfortunate soul.

The half-Brazilian sighed exasperatedly; his Marui-is-going-to-do-something-stupid-with-or-with out-Niou senses were tingling again. He could only hope that the school wouldn't end up burned down or blown up, either one was a nasty choice. "Say, Yagyuu," Jackal said to the gentleman seated beside him.

Yagyuu looked up from his book, "Yes?"

"How much do you want to bet that Niou and Marui are plotting something possibly detrimental to Akaya's future physical and mental health?"

"As much as Yanagi-kun's predictions are accurate," Yagyuu replied automatically.

"Remind me again," Jackal said leaning back, "Why aren't we trying to find Akaya or Kintarou?"

Adjusting his glasses Yagyuu turned to look at Jackal. "Because the others are bound to find them and we wouldn't be able to escape fukubuchou or buchou anyway."

Jackal was silent.

"Oi! Echizen, stop drinking Ponta and help out your senpais!" Momo called out to the lounging first-year. Who in turn simply tugged his cap down further and ignored him. The second year was at the end of his rope when it came to his junior's apathy. He had teamed up with Ryoma and the Golden Pair to try and track down the missing Kintarou and Kirihara, needless to say…Ryoma wasn't that into it.

Lazily looking at Momo, Ryoma rolled his eyes. "So? Those two probably got themselves kidnapped or something."

"Don't say that Echizen!" Oishi immediately had a small panic attack. "That's a terrible thing to say!"

Taking Oishi by the shoulder, the other half of the Golden Pair tried to calm his doubles partner down. "Oishi! Relax, I'm sure they're fine-nya." Oh Eiji, how we all wish you were right.

When in doubt, Gakuto was much more…flippy. This was of course to the mild annoyance of one Oshitari Yuushi, who was adjusting his fake glasses a lot more frequently now. Taking the time to scan the area in a bored manner, Oshitari called out to the jumping Gakuto. "Gakuto, they're not here, let's go."

"But Yuushi…" Gakuto whined, "I don't want to go back to where Atobe and those other crazy ones are. I say we ditch 'em."

A heaving sigh left Oshitari's lips at his occasional doubles partner's idiotic plan. "You know we'll get punished if we do that. Besides, we can't just leave those two missing. Who knows what kind of trouble they could cause."

"Sure we can!" Gakuto said, "Neither of them are on our team so why bother looking for them? They're not our problem."

Oshitari placed a hand to his chin in thought. "Good point, let's get out of here before the captains catch on."

With that the Hyoutei duo took off into the horizon. Much to the chagrin of the all-knowing sadists. Well, it looks like they would have a nice line-up of people to torment.

Shishido was not, let us repeat, not in a good mood today. First he had been dragged out of bed at 6 in the morning for no apparent reason, then he had to deal with this 'bonding exercise' and now Ootori was at the mercy of some of the most dangerous middle school tennis players. Yeah, he definitely wasn't in a good mood. As of now he was busy glowering at the floor, with a tag-along Hiyoshi sitting up against the wall.

Deciding that going on a tirade might help ease his frustrations, he did just that. "Damn you evil captains for forcing us into this! We never did anything wrong! That was all you! Choutarou never did anything! If anything I'll take his place if I have too!" continuing on his rant, Shishido stomped around angrily.

Yawning, Hiyoshi looked around casually, not particularly caring if he found the missing two or not. All that mattered was his gekokujou of Atobe. He was sure that he would get him somehow by the end of the day. How Atobe would rue the day he joined forces with the sadists. A short cackle escaped him as he thought of all the perks of standing on top.

All was not well for those poor unfortunate souls stuck in the Rikkai clubroom. If the fact that they were bound to chairs and gagged at the moment wasn't enough, they were getting some physical conditioning as well. Fuji had deemed it a delightful idea to place some of his precious cacti on loan to Yukimura under the saner tennis player's feet, with no shoes or socks. This ultimately meant they either held up their feet, or dropped them and got a foot full of spines plus a pissed off Fuji. Yeah… they were pretty sure that this was illegal. But, then again, this is Fuji Syusuke and Yukimura Seiichi we're talking about, they get away with practically anything. As such, the two sadistic and oh-so-very-slightly feminine (but don't ever say it where they can find out, or they will hunt you down) tennis players were having a debatable friendly banter over what to make the prisoners, sorry special players watch first.

Fuji was all for the cutesy psychological horror. In his opinion, the effects were so much more amusing and long lasting. "But if we show them the adorable doll with the knife wielding owner we could possibly give them an amusing fear of both dolls and little girls," Fuji reasoned, cheerful tone, smile and all.

"No, no," Yukimura shook his head, "these kiddy American T.V shows are much better. It will make them think of their own childhood which will make them even more paranoid. Especially this colorful, alien-like one, that smiling sun even gives me the creeps," he calmly argued his point as if they were discussing what to have for lunch instead of what method to torture their teammates and fellow tennis players with.

Tapping a finger to his lip, Fuji's smile grew creepily larger as the perfect idea hit him. "I have a much better idea for now. We can make them watch those later, but for now there is something much worse."

Yukimura's smile also stretched causing the tied up boys to exchange worried glances. "Oh? Do tell."

It was almost as if it had been planned. The light hit Fuji's slasher smile right on point, casting a shadow over his face, perfectly horror movie ready. With a single, serene glance to the unlucky tennis players he spoke in a hushed and deadly tone. "Fanfiction."

Welp, there's goes our sane people's mental states. The only good thing from this was that Fuji did not break into maniacal laughter. That would have been way too OOC and the world would have ended…probably.

A/N: Finally…done! Gah, okay for this updates might come a little quicker once I finish Rikkai Rule-Book which only has one more chapter. Recently though, Kuroko no Basket is my focus, as are my two fanfics for it. So…I might transfer over to writing humor fics for that fandom too, which might cut down on my Prince of Tennis writing. Other than that, nothing else, any questions or inquiries and otherwise should be directed to my PM box. Authoress, out.

Also, thanks to mcangel1976 and Mary-Pyroangel for the ideas for our dear Fuji and Yukimura, they really appreciated the ideas. The torturees? Not so much, so keep an eye out for them.