A/N: Sorry for the so long waiting. I was out of ideas for this chapter, but it's fine now.

So everyone, enjoy!

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SPECIAL!!!!

Seiyou Academy behind the scene.

This is NOT INCLUDED in the story!

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In the living room.

"Fuji, you're a pervert!" Plush said.

"Hum? What do you mean?" Fuji asked innocently, smiling. Plush pointed out two reviews on the computer.

"See? From Sasodei-iz-awsome and FallenAngel Sayu, you're a perv!" Plush said again.

"What?! Fujiko is a pervert?" Kikumaru appeared behind Fuji. "Where? Let me see!"

"Here!" Plush pointed the reviews to Kikumaru.

"Oooooooooooooh! So it's true! Fujiko is really a pervert!" Kikumaru said. Fuji chuckled.

"Fuji, I didn't know that from you!" Oshitari said.

"Me neither!" Atobe said. "Naa, Kabaji!"

"Usu!"

"Hum? What makes Fuji-senpai a pervert?" Ryoma asked.

"Look!" Momoshiro pointed to Ryoma a passage in the chapter 18.

Ryoma read it.

. . .

Stop.

Frown.

She read over the passage again.

Blink blink.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Ryoma yelled.

She grabbed Fuji by his collar.

"Fuji-senpai! You touched my…" She couldn't say the word. She blushed and her head fumed.

"But I didn't mean to do it. It was an accident!" Fuji defended himself, though he was smiling a big big big smile, not feeling any repentance at all.

Ryoma lowed her head, trembling, fighting really heard not to kill him right on the spot. And right now!

"You were a boy that day. How was I suppose to know that that thing was a girl's bo-…!"

"Shut up! Don't say more!" Ryoma cut him. She was redder than she was already.

"Huhuhuhu!" Fuji chuckled as he gently removed her hands from his collar. But he didn't released them. He kept them in his.

"Fuji-senpai, why am I thinking that you don't regret what you did? And that you are very happy of that "accident", as you called it," Kirihara said.

"I agree with Kirihara," Yagyuu said.

"Me too!" Marui, Niou, Kikumaru and Momoshiro said.

"Fssssssssssssssssssssssssh!" Kaido also agreed.

Fuji only chuckled.

"Say, Fuji," Ootori whispered into Fuji's ear. "How does it feel?"

"Hum? What?" Fuji asked, whispering too.

"Her bosom!"

"Oh!" Fuji exclaimed loudly, catching the people's attention. "Well, it was soft and warm. And the size is-…!"

"Fuji-senpai!!" Ryoma interrupted him again. Fuji chuckled.

"Ryoma-chan," Fuji started. He hold her two hand in his left hand while he caressed her cheek with his right.

"Who give you the permission to call me by my first name?" Ryoma tried to free herself from his grip. Fuji ignored it, still smiling.

"As I say, Ryoma-chan, I'm not a real pervert," Fuji continued, holding her hands tighter. "Real perverts are people who… umm… get perverted over more than one person, like your father for example. As for me, I'm… errr… just very very interested in you. I like imagining you calling me by my first name, with a sweet voice. And you're also wearing a maid outfit, the skirt very short. You have cat ears and tail, like your cat Karupin. And…"

"Fuji, that's a pervert's way of thinking!" Tezuka stated.

"Hmn! Hmn!" Everybody in the room nodded. Fuji chuckled.

"Well, since you insist on calling me a pervert, then I can be one," Fuji said. "Say, Ryoma-chan, how about a date, between you and I only, in an isolated place? After the date, we can, at my place, spend the night toge-!…"

"QUIET! SHUT YOUR MOUTH! EAT YOUR TONGUE! SWALLOW IT! DON'T SAY ANYTHING MORE!!" Ryoma yelled. It was more than she can take. Now, she was red from the head to the toe, her body shaking madly from fury.

'He is a sadist!' Ryoma thought.

Fuji and Yukimura chuckled.

"Yukimura-senpai, can't you do anything to stop him?" Ryoma whined.

"I'm sorry Echizen-chan, but I value my life. I'm worried… ummm, no… scared (he insisted on this word) that he might do something horrible to me, like blackmailing me or worst, if I stop him," Yukimura said, smiling.

'So not true!' all the people think. Obviously, Yukimura was enjoying himself at the expend of Ryoma. And as if someone can blackmail Yukimura Seiichi! Fuji and Yukimura chuckled. Sanada and Tezuka sighed.

"Anyway, let's continue with the next chapter," Sanada said.

"Enjoy!" Kirihara, Marui, Niou and Ootori said, a salute sign on the forehead.

From behind their back, Ryoma yelled again.

"Fuji-senpai, would you stop perverting yourself on me and release my hands now please?! AND MOVE YOUR OTHER HAND AWAY FROM MY BREAST!!!"

Fuji chuckled again.

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Seiyou Academy. Chapter 19

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Ding dong ding dong!

The school bell chimed the end of the day.

"Okay class, it's over for the day. Don't forget to do your homework," the teacher said.

"Hai."

Ryoma put her books in her satchel and left the class. Today, there was no practice. Tezuka decided to give one day break since they won the Preliminary. Ryoma was a little bit disappointed, but it wasn't like she could do anything.

'Oh well, let's go home,' she thought. She was going to cross the school gate when someone called her.

"Echizen, wait," Tezuka called. Ryoma turned her head to see Yukimura, Fuji, Tezuka, Sanada and Yagyuu.

"Senpai-tachi," she greeted them. "What is it?"

"Today, we are going to your place," Yukimura said.

"Huh? What for?" Ryoma asked.

"For something," Sanada said.

"But I…"

"We already called your house. Your family know that we are coming," Yagyuu said, knowing what she was going to say.

"Ah…"

"Anyway, let's go now," Sanada said as he walked ahead. Yukimura, Yagyuu and Tezuka following him.

"Ah! Wait, senpai-tachi!" Ryoma tried to stop them. Fuji took her hand. She blushed, feeling the warmth of his touch.

"Come," Fuji said. "It's nothing you have to worry about."

"Euh… Fine… I guess…" Ryoma trailed, frowning. Fuji chuckled. Then, he gently pulled her to him. She decided to follow him anyway.

Atobe was waiting for them.

"Are you ready?" Atobe asked. Tezuka nodded. "Then climb in," Atobe said, pointing to the limousine.

Some of the other regulars were inside too.

"Huh? You're coming too?" Yukimura asked.

"Well, yeah!" Marui said.

"It's not like we are going to let you have fun without us!" Kirihara said.

"True, true!" Kikumaru insisted.

"It's not fair to leave us behind when you are going for a party!" Ootori said, arms crossed on his chest. Tezuka sighed.

"It's not for a party. It's a courtesy visit to Echizen's family," Tezuka said.

"It's still a party for us!" Kirihara, Marui, Niou, Ootori and Kikumaru happily chanted. Sanada, Yagyuu and Tezuka sighed heavily. Ryoma, sat between Fuji and Yukimura, sweat dropped. But somehow, she wasn't surprised of that answer from them.

'Okay, now it's confirmed. They are big babies in teenager body!' she concluded.

"It must be really hard to babysit them all the time," Ryoma whispered. Oshitari heard her.

"You don't know half of it, and you don't want to know either," he told her. Yukimura and Fuji chuckled.

"Tadaima," Ryoma said as she entered her house.

"Okaeri, Ryoma," Rinko greeted. Nanjiro nodded, grunting.

"Okaeri, Ryoma-chan!" Nanako, her cousin said.

"Kaeri, Chibisuke!" Ryoga said.

"Meow!" Karupin leaped into her arms.

"Tadaima, Karupin!" Ryoma hugged him and buried her face in his fur. Karupin purred in bliss.

"Oh! A cat! Kawaii!" Kikumaru said, peering from her shoulder. Ryoma remembered that she wasn't alone.

"Kaa-san, oyajii, my senpai-tachi are here to see you," Ryoma said.

"Ah! That's right! Come in please!" Rinko invited them in.

"OJAMASHIMASU (1)!" the regulars said. Kirihara, Marui, Niou and Ootori louder than the rest.

"Please, take a seat," Nanako told them.

"Echizen-fusai (2), thank you for receiving us," Tezuka said, bowing to Nanjirou and Rinko. The others bowed too. They started to introduce themselves one by one, telling their name and grade.

"Huhuhu. It's a pleasure to meet my daughter's friends," Rinko said when they finished.

"Hmn!" Nanjirou said.

"In return for the bento you made for us, we brought you gifts too," Yukimura said.

"Kabaji!" Atobe called.

"Usu!"

Bang!

Kabaji put on the table a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge pile of gifts and presents.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!" the Echizen family exclaimed. The pile reached the ceiling.

"Huhuhu! You didn't have too, but thank you very much," Rinko said.

"What is it?" Ryoga asked.

"There are the finest foods, fresh and dried, of Japan," Atobe said, pointing to the pile by the wall. "They were selected by our best cooks and chiefs."

Atobe presented a box for each member of the Echizen household, except to Ryoma.

"Hum?" Ryoga, Nanjiro, Rinko and Nanako opened their box. "Ooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Oh! A furisode (3)!" Nanako exclaimed as she extracted it from the box. The bottom was pink and its shaded off to lilac and blue on the top. Along the shaded off color, white and pink sakura flowers flying in the wind were drawn on the furisode. "It's beautiful! I never have never seen such a magnificent furisode! Thank you very much!"

"Indeed, it's very beautiful. I appreciated it very much. Thank you," Rinko said, talking about her kimono. It was a black formal with white and lilac shaded. There were also lilac wisterias painted and golden thread.

Atobe started to describe every single gifts, telling where they come from, what's their particularities, how much do they cost, blablabla.

"Hey, Yuuta, is it necessary to bring all this gifts?" Ryoma asked.

"This is courtesy, Ryoma. When we receive something from people, we must return something back. Don't you do that too?" Yuuta said.

"Yeah, but we don't do fanciful like that!" Ryoma said, thumbing Atobe. Yuuta chuckled.

"This is Atobe we are talking about. You know what it means," Yuuta said.

The whole time, Marui had not stop watching Nanjirou.

'Why is he so familiar to me?' he wondered. He searched again in his memory while examining every features of Nanjirou's face.

Tanned skin, same eye shape as Ryoma, tone chest visible through his black cloth. And that face, that eyes expression, expression of a mature male who knows very well his potentials.

As Nanjirou listened to Atobe and Yagyuu talking, he grinned.

He grinned that grin.

That grin similar to…

"Ahh! Samurai Nanjirou!!" Marui exclaimed, jumping on his feet.

"Hum?" Everybody turned to look at him.

"What is it, Marui-senpai?" Kirihara asked.

"You're… You're…" Marui stuttered, pointing at Nanjirou. "You're the legendary Samurai Nanjirou!"

"What?! For real!!" Shishido and Gakuto said. All the regulars now looked at Nanjirou, examining him just like Marui did few minutes ago.

"Ah! That's true!" Niou said.

"Are… Are you really Samurai Nanjirou? THE Samurai Nanjirou?" Kikumaru asked hesitantly, excitement percibled in his voice.

"Yes! That's me!" Nanjirou beamed, thumbing himself.

"Uso!" Momoshiro said.

"Fssssssssssssssssssssh!"

"I don't believe it! I have the Samurai Nanjirou right in front of my eyes…" Ootori muttered.

Ryoma looked at her senpais. They were all eyeing her old man with admiration, as if he was a movie star.

"Why are you so impressed about him?" Ryoma asked. She reflected a moment. "Ah! Oyajii! Don't tell me that your pervert reputation is that known to everyone?!"

Glomp!

"Urrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!" Ryoma struggled as Kikumaru strangled her in a death-grip glomp.

"Samurai Nanjirou! It's the Samurai Nanjirou, Ochibi-chan! Samurai Nanjirou! Sugoi!" Kikumaru said.

"Echizen Nanjirou, called the Samurai, was the undefeated invincible tennis player from the land of sakura. He invented the Nitouryuu ambidextrous play style and is the creator of the Nanjirou Zone," Inui recited.

Tezuka couldn't believe that the man who was his ultimate model, and who is still now, was just in front of him. Tezuka achieved the Tezuka Zone because he had always wanted to be like this man.

"According to the professional tennis world, he is the kind of prodigy that appears only once every century. He accomplished the utmost achievement of a professional tennis player. He opened the Muga no Kyouchi's final door, the Ten Imuhou no Kiwami, the Pinnacle of Perfection," Yanagi said.

"Hahahahahaha! That's me alright!" Nanjirou said, beaming with pride.

"He was going to earn the Grand Slam title before he unexpectedly retired from the tennis world about fourteen year ago. But no one knows for what reason he did it," Yagyuu added.

"Echizen, I didn't know that your father was Echizen Nanjirou! If I knew it, I would have come to your house before!" Momoshiro said, very excited.

"This is so cool! I'm so lucky to meet you, Echizen-dono (4)," Kirihara said. "I have always been a big fan of you! Can I have your signature, please?"

"Hahahahahaha! Of course!" Nanjirou said as he signed a card for Kirihara.

"Me too! Me too! I want one!" Momoshiro said.

"Ah! Me too please!" Shishido and Gakuto added. Kaido, who was blushing, nodded too. He also wanted to have a signature of the Samurai.

The regulars gathered around Nanjirou, like fans around a movie star, asking for his autograph. Dumbfounded, Ryoma turned to her mother.

"Kaa-san, was oyajii that famous in tennis?" Ryoma asked.

"Yes, Ryoma," Rinko answered, smiling.

Ryoma frowned, not believing.

'I know oyajii is good in tennis, even if it pains me to admit it,' Ryoma thought.

She had never been able to beat him, YET!

(One day she will for sure!)

But she didn't know that he was that good, to the point that the regulars were so happy to meet him.

'According to Yagyuu-senpai, he was going to earn the Grand Slam. Now THAT one is hard to believe!'

She always saw him played in a childish way, never being seriously.

'How can someone playing like a child can take the Grand Slam? Not to mention he's an uncurable pervert too! But…'

Ryoma watched Nanjirou, who was now the center of the attention of her senpais. Even Tezuka-buchou was listening eagerly to everything he said.

'Could it be different if he played seriously…?'

She focused her attention on Nanjirou.

'But then again…'

Ryoma frowned.

"If he was going to take the Grand Slam, why did he retire so soon?" Ryoma asked.

Rinko smiled mysteriously, eyeing softly Ryoma. She put a hand on Ryoma's head.

"Saa… Who knows?" Rinko said, chuckling. But she don't explain further more.

"That's right. It's a very good question," Yuuta remarked.

"If he was so near the Grand Slam, why did he retired so soon?" Gakuto wondered.

"It's certainly not for an injury or anything like that," Shishido said.

"He retired fourteen years ago," Yukimura said, as if he knew the answer.

"Fourteen years ago…?" Oshitari repeated slowly.

'Ah! Fourteen years ago!' the regulars thought. They turned to look at Ryoma. 'It would be around the time she was born!'

(A/N: In my fanfic, Ryoma is fourteen turning fifteen, and not twelve.)

Rinko watched them looking at Ryoma.

'They realized the reason why Nanjirou retired so soon,' Rinko thought, smiling. 'They are good boys for noticing it.'

Ryoga, knowing what Rinko was thinking, smiled too. If his mother also have the same impression he had of them the first time he met them, then he can be reassured for Ryoma.

Ryoma looked suspiciously at Nanjirou.

"I'm sure oyajii retired sooner from the tennis because he wanted to have more times for his dirty hobby…" Ryoma mumbled between her teeth. Rinko chuckled.

After that all the regulars got a signature of Nanjirou, and a couple more for their family members (they have father, mother, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles and cousins who also worshiped Samurai Nanjirou) and friends, Kirihara dared to ask something more.

"Echizen-dono," Kirihara said.

"Drop the -dono-thing," Nanjirou said. "Don't need to be so polite with me. Call me Nanjirou."

"Ah, hai. Then Nanjirou-san, can I have a match with you, please?" Kirihara asked, stars in his eyes.

"Hey! I wanted to ask that first!" Marui protested. He turned to Nanjirou. "Nanjirou-san, can I have a match with you too please?"

"Me too!" Niou said.

"Me too!" Ootori, Kikumaru and Momoshiro said.

"Hahahahaha!" Nanjirou laughed. "Then grab your racket and join me in the court!"

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!" they cheered. They hurried off to grab their rackets.

(1) ojamashimasu: equivalent to "I'm intruding your house".

(2) -fusai: Mr. and Mrs.;

(3) furisode: formal kimono for unmarried women. It's made from very fine and brightly colored silk. Furisode are distinguishable by their long sleeves, which can reach 42 inches lenght. Wearing a furisode means that a young woman is single and at legal adult age - available for marriage in short. A furisode can cost from 100,000 up to 1,000,000 yens (approximately 10,000 US dollars). Hey! You can buy a car with that amount!

(4) -dono: highly honorable suffix.