Authoress note: I know I should be writing Eiji again! But… I have no idea of what should I write and instead I got idea for a new fic… so… never mind then happy reading.
Disclaimer: no character is mine; all character belongs to Konomi-sensei
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Dear Diary
…… um…
Now… what should I write?
Why did I write this anyway…
Argh…
Sigh…
This was insane… (murmured)
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I… wrote this because Ryuzaki sensei thought, this was a good idea for regular bonding… which was… not…
Today I woke up at 5 before freshen up and took a breakfast. When I was finally out, it was 6.15. I walked to school and met with Oishi on the way. My fukubucho was quiet like usual, it was my pleasure to have a friend like him. We arrived at the clubroom at 6.35 and unlocked the door before I felt something jumped onto my back.
Yes, it was Kikumaru, many never saw him jumped or hugged me from behind but it happened (when it was only us with Oishi and Fuji on scene). Now if you read this and leaked it to someone else. Did yourself a 200 laps every morning before the practice began (glared) for the rest of your life.
To my horror, Fuji was there with his camera again. I was still not sure how much photo of this morning ritual that made it off into his (blackmail) photo collection. Smiling like usual he was as he chuckled before being crushed with a bear hug from his partner in crime.
Nothing special this morning (except Echizen's late again, Momoshiro and Kaidoh's fighting, Inui's terrorizing juice, Kawamura's swearing, Fuji and Kikumaru's evil plotting and Oishi's frantic Kawamura's rescue operation) so all in all, today was just like the normal day.
In class, I corrected another chemical formula mistake from our chemical sensei but I never knew why sensei was so afraid of me. The fansgirls was again whispering when they saw me. And Fuji was selling my photo when I was… a freshman. I should ask for my royalty… wait… what was I thinking?! Darn, Atobe and his commercial thinking…
At lunchtime, Kikumaru and Fuji dragged me out to the roof with Oishi waiting on the spot; there goes my reading time… again. Although… Eiji-kun was sharing his deserts with us so I didn't really have much to complain. I didn't really like sweet but his cake definitely 'a must eat'. They were good.
Hyotei made a 'surprise' visit today, sigh… normal thing happen. Mukahi made a beeline to his rival; Akutagawa was bouncing happily toward Fuji; Echizen was mocking Atobe; Kabaji and Kawamura seemed to be quite content with their power tennis match; Momoshiro and Kaidoh still fighting as usual with Shishido adding some fuel to fire while Oishi and Ohtori tried to stop the fight in vain; Inui was scribbing madly on the side; Oshitari looked at the situation in amused; and I was writing this diary… So much for a captain… sigh…
Now if only I could burn this diary (this one was Fuji writing…)
FS: Aw Tezuka, you are no fun.
Stop writing on my page…
KE: Nya! Can I read it?
OS: Eiji, you'll be able to read this, beside it was regulers diary.
AJ: Oh, can Hyotei join in?!
OS: Um, why not, Akutagawa-san.
MG: Kikumaru! You're fleeing from our match!
OY: Gakuto, this is more interesting.
The King: Ahn, you write a diary?
KM: Usu.
ER: Mada mada dane…
IS: I-data!
MT: Mamushi! if you don't have anything to write then back off!
KK: What did you write! Momochi!
KT: BURNING!
HW: Gekokujyou
SR: He's glaring…
OC: Oh, course he is glaring, it is his page, Shishido-san
Everybody groundo 50 laps!!!!!!!!
FS: Without his voice it was uneffective…
Stop writing on my page!!!
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Tezuka Kunimitsu
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PS: On second thought… the diary was a good idea… maybe I should write for my own but without everyone behind my back and reading my entries…
(After signing, Tezuka Kunimitsu sighed and looked at the court which was full with running regulers both Hyotei and Seigaku before rubbing his dizzy head. He should really think twice about what to write before writing on this page. But it was quite... fun... he thought before shaking his head. He might regreting his entry since it would become a public secret. Now he should pass the diary to Oishi...)
Authoress note: I write this for fun and I hope he's not that out of character, but oh hell… next would be the fukubucho.