AAHHHHHH I'M WRITING I'M WRITING. I still don't own Tennis no Oujisama so DON'T BUG ME.

After debriefing his recruit, Fuji set down his phone and leaned back in his computer chair and exhaled deeply. That was… awkward…

"Nya Fuji what do you need?" Eiji always had energy to spare… somehow.

"Mmmm I need you to sneak into Tezuka's house and check something on his computer's history."

Silence.

"Ne, Fuji… what am I looking for exactly?" Fuji didn't say anything. How to respond to this…? If he mentioned the possibility of Tezuka reading fanfictions about him and Fuji to Eiji then Eiji might repeat such a story across the school and that would be horrendous. And also, would Eiji be intelligent enough to come to the conclusion that Fuji had been reading such works of literature? It was time for risks!

"Uhm. Just check to see if he has visited any sites with stories on them. I heard he's doing a project about online authors or something."

"Like fanfiction writers?" Shock.

"Er, yes. I guess that would count." Fuji, for once, was unprepared for the questions that were hurtling at him.

"You're good friends with Tezuka… why don't you just ask him yourself?" Another unexpected shot! If this kept up…

"This'll be more fun though, won't it?" Fuji crooned with his velvet voice over the phone.

"HOI OF COURSE IT WILL BE!" And Eiji hung up without any sort of goodbye.

It was starting to get a little late so Fuji decided to go ahead and go to sleep. Tomorrow he'd have to get his makeup assignments and get back into tennis practice… what were Eiji's plans of action going to be? But it wasn't the time for thinking of such things, it was time for sleep.

Fuji arrived at school the next day earlier than usual to speak with his teachers about his absence the previous day. After doing these duties, Fuji headed for the tennis club room where Tezuka and Oishi were undoubtedly discussing something tennis related… or swapping fanfictions possibly? Fuji shook his head. He couldn't believe that since yesterday his mind had been completely taken over buch such things as fan writing and the possibility of Tezuka involving himself with them. However, this thought was interrupted when Fuji was promptly pulled into some nearby shrubberies.

"Mmfrglp!" A small hand was covering Fuji's cries for help. He turned to see who was now holding him in captivity on the ground in a bunch of bushes. Kikumaru was sitting over him and putting a finger up to his own mouth to motion for silence. He should've seen that one coming. Fuji calmed down and Eiji removed his hand. Eiji turned around to pull a rolled up poster size sheet of paper.

"I wanted to do a quick overview of what kind of tactic would be most effective for the invasion with you, nya… but secretly! Spies could be anywhere…" Eiji looked around suspiciously while Fuji sat numbly in silence. After deducting that it was safe, Eiji unfurled what turned out to be a blue print of the entire Tezuka residence. Not only was it a large blue print, but it contained in-depth and minute details that a normal person wouldn't think about.

"How on earth did you make this?" Fuji still didn't fully grasp what was in front of him.

Eiji smiled. "I have a bunch of these! I make them of my friends' houses… I'm in an architectural design class so making these are kind of like a hobby for me… and any additional information I either got from Inui or gathered myself directly by going to the location." Fuji had DEFINITELY underestimated Kikumaru Eiji.

"…But now's not the time for discussing what I do in my spare time! We need to plan, plan!" Eiji swiftly extracted a pen with white ink from has bag and pointed at something on the blue print. "Now…! The weather is supposed to be cloudy tonight and the evening temperature has been higher than usual. Tezuka is the type of person who takes something like his rest seriously so he'd probably leave his window open a little bit. And because his window is located on the second story of the building, the window doesn't have any sort of lock to protect it from intruders. The only method of getting to this window is by climbing this tree here." Eiji pointed to a tree-like drawing. "The gap between the branch and the window is about five feet. I don't want to take any chances jumping this, so I'm bringing equipment to help me easily access the window."

Fuji nodded blankly as he watched his friend explain to him this elaborately thought-out plan. Does Eiji do this often…?

Eiji summarized his scheme saying that Tezuka is a very deep sleeper (he knows this thanks to Inui) and that accessing his computer should be very simple. "Oh! Before I forget, I have some walkie-talkie headset things that we could use to communicate in case anything went wrong… oh and Inui's gonna be there, too… for backup." Fuji nodded again. "Just tell your parents that you're spending the night at my house tonight." Nod.

Eiji rolled up the paper again and stretched like a cat. "We start at 22:00:00!" Fuji managed to smile. He didn't think that Eiji would take this so seriously… should they really go through with this?

Suddenly Eiji froze. Then he stuffed the paper down his shirt. Fuji turned around to see that Tezuka had just arrived at the club house and was staring at the two friends sitting among the vegetation. As he passed by, Tezuka gave Fuji a look that seemed almost impossible to interpret. Does he know about what's going on…?

Fuji had a lot of questions… questions that would be answered that very night… but it was time for his morning tennis practice.