Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Prince of Tennis or any of its characters, just my Oc's.
Warning: Tezuka will be sorta OOC in this chapter. More so than the other chapters.
"LET'S GO GOLDEN PAIR!! YOU'RE SO MUCH COOLER THAN THOSE AHO'S ON THE OTHER TEAM!" Can you guess who it? No, it's not me, surprisingly. And no, it's not Isabelle either. There's really only one option left.
Yeah, it's Hazumi...by herself.
Most of us cower in feat of her voice. I think she is pissing off Kunimitsu (obviously) because he basically is telling her to put up or shut up, which in my opinion is hilarious. He would have said more hadn't Taka-nii and I talked him down. That is how irritated he is.
"Is everything ok, Kunimitsu?" I ask after awhile. He ignores me continuing to watch the match.
"Gomen--" I begin but he cuts me off with a heavy sigh.
"Daijoubu." he says simply. I smile slightly watching the match as well.
"Ano, Kizuka?" I turn to look at him.
"Hai?"
"After the matches can I talk to you?" he requests his glasses giving off an 'Inui Glare'. Bad sign.
"Sure." I nod kind of worried.
'What could he want to talk to me about?' I ask myself. 'Maybe it's about this agreement and he doesn't want to do it anymore.' I sigh to calm myself.
"I'm overreacting." I tell myself.
"Kizuka buchou!" calls a voice I look to see the girls' tennis club...ready to play tennis?
"What are you guys doing here?" I ask in confusion. They look at me in confusion. Claire scoffs.
"She's our buchou? Doesn't even know we have a match." she mutters causing Juni and Nami to glare at her.
"Buchou we have a game today after the boys against Yamabuki girls." says a girl with black hair and blue eyes.
"Oh yeah you haven't met all the regulars!" exclaims Nami. She grabs my hand and points to each. "Well you know me, Juni-senpai, Claire-senpai. The one that just spoke was 2nd year, Mika, the brunette next to her is 2nd year, Himiko, the other girl with silver hair is 3rd year, Yukiko, and the last girl with the blue hair is 3rd year, Ame."
They all smile and wave when introduced. I smile.
"Nice to meet you guys, but since I didn't know I don't have my stuff." I inform scratching the back of my head nervously. They frown. I feel a tap on my shoulder so I look to see Kunimitsu.
"Hand me your phone." I give him a skeptical look.
"Why?" he gives me 'the look.' I roll my eyes and do as told.
"Hello this is Kunimitsu."
"Hai."
"Could you bring Kizuka's tennis things, she has a game in a few hours."
"Hai."
"Arigatou, ja." he hangs up and hands me the phone.
"They're bringing your things." I look at the phone and back to him.
"Arigatou...I guess." he just nods and continues with watching the game. The girls follow suit.
"IKE! EIJI-KUN!" cheers Juni. The others cheer as well except me. I am still worried about what Kunimitsu wants to talk to me about.
For the next half hour I am very fidgety. Rei, Kris, and Kamon were the ones who brought my things. They said they had things to do so they couldn't stay. I go change into my uniform then I head to courts, but I hear a big cheer and is knocked down by a mini blonde.
"Buchou, we won Doubles one! We won Doubles one!" yells Lolita-chan excitedly. Hazumi pulls her off laughing.
"She's like a bulldozer." I comment getting up.
"Yeah, she's small but can pack a punch." says Hazumi.
"Like Ryoma-kun." adds Isabelle. We laugh, well it's true.
"Congrats Oishi-kaasan, Eiji-chan." I say walking up to them.
"Kizu-chan can you please stop calling me that?" asks Oishi politely. I shake my head smiling.
"Iie. I like calling you that." he sighs sulkily.
"Eiji-chan, you won!" exclaims Juni hugging him. He blushes a few shades of red.
"Ah, Eiji-san has a crush." says Isabelle. Hazumi smirks.
"Oh, Izzy-chan, just think, someone's crushing on you too." teases Hazumi draping her arm around her shouder.
"Hazumi don't harass. It's unbecoming."
"Hai." she says in a child-like voice.
"Isabelle I have a favor to ask of you." I say.
"Anything."
"I need you to be the manager of the girls tennis club and my assistant for the boys. She brightens.
"I'd be honored. Anything to help Kizu-neechan!"
"Oh and one more thing." I say and move close to her.
"No one knows I'm a Pro tennis player except Kunimitsu, Ryoma and Ryuzaki." I whisper. She nods.
"My lips are sealed."
"Kizuka, since the boys are almost done, take the girls to get warmed up." instructs Ryuzaki. I pout.
"I'm not a babysitter. They're old enough to change their own diapers." everyone sweat drops.
"Great analogy, aho (dumbass)." says Hazumi, I smiply ignore her.
"Get going." she demands. I sigh heavily and nod taking my bag and walking to the practice courts.
"Alright ladies gather around." I call and they comply. Nami holds my hand like a little kid and I smile down at her before I start.
"Ok...what do you guys do to warm-up?" I ask. They all deadpan.
"Buchou you're supposed to tell us what to do!" exclaims Himiko.
"Well..."
"You're no leader and I bet beating me the other day was a fluke." states Claire. I shrug.
"Maybe it was. Only you can decide that, but as for being Captain...I really could careless. It wasn't my idea to join." I say. Claire clinches her fists in anger.
"You Bitch!"
"And proud of it."
"Stop!" Commands Isabelle.
"You guys have to get along so the team can be in harmony and win. Kizu-neechan is a good leader and phenomenal player." explains Isabelle.
"Arigatou, Oto-hime, but you don't have to explain anything to her. She's only jealous because Kunimitsu hates her and is my boyfriend." Hazumi laughs at this.
"But on to better things. Since I don't know what you usually do, I'm changing things up." I say.
"Hey Isabelle do you remember my warm-up schedule from back then?" I question. She nods.
"Hai. I still have it stored in my computer." she replies digging in her bag for her Tablet computer. She goes through a few files.
"Here it is." she shows me the list and I smile taking the computer.
"Right. We're just going to shorten it a bit, and...there. Ok we'll start off with a lap around the court and then we'll do return and volley." I explain
"What's return and volley?" asks Yukiko. I smirk.
"You mean you guys don't know what a return and volley is?" they shake their heads.
"Oto-hime, Hazu-hime, we've got work to do." they nod.
Hazumi, Isabelle, and I are watching the girls run their lap. Unknown to them I'm timing and it's going on 5 minutes. "Do you think they're just...not trying?" asks Hazumi.
"Nah." Me and Isabelle say. I shake my head.
"Oto-hime you get internet right?" she nods.
"Look at the school site and tell me how far the girls tennis team has gotten." It takes a few minutes before she looks it up.
"Ano..." she trails off nervously. I look at her.
"Nani? It can't be that bad." she sweat drops.
"They…they haven't won a match since 2001. They haven't even made it past the first round until this year where they have made it to the semi-finals."
"We're finished buchou." they course panting heavily. I put a hand to my head, covering my eyes, and shaking my head.
"This is a sad bunch." States Hazumi as I walk away.
"RYUZAKI!!! CURSE YOU!!!" I yell when I'm far enough away though I'm sure the entire park heard me.
"Calm down, Kizu-hime." says Hazumi.
"I can't! The old hag set me up!" I whine with anime waterfall tears.
"They may seem bad, but we can work with them. You've turned things from glum to glam before so how is this any different?" inquires Isabelle. I sniff cheering up.
"That's true." I reply and get up with a determined fist and a fierce look.
"Alrighty then, this'll be my ultimate challenge: To turn this pathetic team into National Champions. You with me?" I ask putting my hand out. Isabelle smiles placing her hand on top without a second thought.
"Always." we look to Hazumi expectantly. She has her arms crossed looking at us as if we were crazy.
"Well?" I urge.
"Ok, but if that bitch Claire pushes my buttons I have full right to punch the living daylights out of her." she says placing her hand on top. I smirk.
"Not that she has any, she's as pale a sheet of paper." Hazumi laughs.
"I'm in."
"With your help I'm sure we can make this work."
After our little chat we go back to the girls who took it upon themselves to have practice matches. "Ok, Isabelle, take this down. I'm going to make our line up." she nods taking out her laptop.
"Doubles 2: Mika and Claire, for now.
Doubles 1: Ame and Himiko, they seem to work well together.
Singles 3: Nami.
Singles 2: Juni.
Singles 1: Me." I tell her. She types it down quickly and looks up at me for futher instructions.
"When they're playing, analyze their data and playing style and provide a training system accordingly."
"Hai."
"Hazumi take close pictures of the angle at which they serve and hit the ball, footing, and overall posture then report to me as soon as possible with the results."
"Hai." she salutes. I nod.
"This will be the beginning of a renewed Seigaku girls' tennis team." I mumble before calling them together.
"Ladies gather your things we're going back to the courts." They comply and follow me to the courts. Once we get back Ryoma is playing Akutsu or 'Akuso' as Hazumi likes the call him. Luckily it was the end of the match, Ryoma the winner. I walk over to where Fuji-nii and Kunimistsu are. I lean my head on Fuji's shoulder scowling in the direction of the approaching old hag.
"Daijoubu desu ka, Kizu-chan?" he asks concerned.
"That old hag stuck me with the girls' team on purpose. They've barely won anything in the past 6 years." I tell him. He chuckles.
"That's probably why she did it. So you can change that."
"I know that's why I've come up with a full proof plan to make it successful." I say before getting sidetracked with congratulating my brother.
A few minutes later when everyone is packing up I follow Kunimitsu to a some what secluded spot.
"Ok what do you want to talk to me about?" I try to ask casually. Try being the key word. Really I'm nervous. All the emotions that have recently been created by him, are swelling up inside me. I really don't like it. But I know he feels it too. Not that I'm an empath or something. Shifty eyes
"Kizuka, I want to call off this pact we made." I stand there shocked. 'But what about the plan?'
"Why?"
"Because..." he trails off turning to look at me, "Because I can't take it anymore. I don't want us to have a fake relationship. I really want to be with you." he explains uneasily. I just stand there digesting this in. I bet my face is as red as a tomato right now. I turn around abruptly sticking my chin in the air haughtily.
"Then why didn't you say so in the first place?! It would have made things so much easier, because I want to be with you too." I reply. This is a short pause before warm arms encircle my waist from behind. I stiffen a bit but relax when I feel his breath on the back of my neck.
"Does this mean we really are going together this time?" I smirk.
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean they can get out of their punishment." I say turning to him. He chuckles.
"Fine." He says and gives me a kiss on the lips. I wrap my arms around his neck as he brings my body closer to deepen the kiss. I felt the same as the last kiss he had given me. My body tingling and melding perfectly with his. He breaks the kiss and we look into each others eyes.
"I've waited for a long time to do that again." he says before taking my hand and leading me back to everyone else.