Disclaimer: I don't own the Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama or any of its characters.
April's Fools
She hated him.
That's right; she had had it with Ryoma Echizen.
She knew she was never very high on his favorites list either. She had come to accept this and had moved on accordingly.
But this was just cruel.
How could he say something that stupid about her best friend?
--
Tomoka watched sulkily as Oishi practiced with Fuji. She balanced her head on her hand, which rested on one of her knees.
She turned her head slightly to regard her companion. Her pigtailed friend was totally engrossed in the match, not even noticing her friend's patronizing stare.
'My job would be much easier if you two would just be more open!' Tomoka thought bitterly, and then sighed.
'One is too shy to admit her feelings and the other is just a stubborn, dense ass…'
She supposed she couldn't blame him. He didn't know they were listening; all he knew was that he was being harassed and needed to escape. In fact, it was all Horio's fault anyway! She would have to beat him up later…
Tomoka turned her head back to the game for a second, and then flipped over to the other end of the bleachers where she and Sakuno were being watched. Eiji and Momo regarded the pair worriedly.
'Good, at least they know something needs to be done about it.' Tomoka sighed once more then calmly strolled over to the regulars.
--
She thought her plan was brilliant at the time, but in retrospect, it could have been better thought out.
It was simple really; get Ryoma to admit his feelings to Sakuno with a little help from Eiji and Momo. They wanted to get the pair together as much as she did, so they didn't need much convincing when she asked for help.
They timed everything perfectly, synchronized watches and everything. Though it was all for naught. The moment that Momo had decided to pop the innocent question-
"So, what do you think of Sakuno?"
Simple, to the point, and not too intrusive, so Ryoma wouldn't feel threatened—just as Tomoka planned. Eiji even volunteered to throw in his two cents—
"Nya! I like her! She's nice and she brings yummy food for the team!" This further protected the innocence of their little conversation.
Then something she had not anticipated happened, the idiot Horio confidently strolled over and started blathering away during her and Sakuno's planned, timedentrance.
"Ha! He likes her. I can prove it. I always see him lookin' at her in class. He helps her with tennis, which he has never done for me, even though I'm one of his best friends. Aaand she's the only one around here that he has ever bought a Ponta for, because god forbid someone takes away a Ponta that he could have drank."
Any innocence that Ryoma may have previously thought the conversation held was lost. Maybe if Sakuno heard that reasoning, even if it was from Horio, then the whole thing would have gone better. But that wasn't the case; Eiji flashed the abort signal too late and before Tomoka could do anything about it, Sakuno walked around the corner into sight and hearing range. Just in time to hear Ryoma's panicked reply.
"I'm just nice to her because she's the coach's granddaughter. I don't like her like that. She sits in front of me in class – where else am I supposed to look? And besides she needs all the lessons she can get – she sucks. Why should I help you? Aren't you always the one who is bragging about his two years of tennis experience?"
Tomoka had to hand it to her, if she had heard that, she would have run away crying, or punched him in the face (or something to that extent).
Sakuno froze for a moment after hearing this. She then turned around and took a few steps forward as if to leave the tennis grounds, but then she seemed to think better of this. She turned around again and strolled over to the small group.
'This is it' Tomoka thought, 'Sakuno's heart broken, so now she's going to punch the prince in the face.' But to Tomoka's surprise and relief she just passed them silently, lightly brushing her shoulder against Ryoma's.
If not for the looks on the tennis players faces you wouldn't even know that anything was wrong.
Then, like a breeze on the wind, she was gone.
--
Of course, she had to be restrained. If Sakuno wasn't going to punch him, she would, easy. It didn't matter if she was president of his fan club, at the moment; she had an obligation to her best friend.
The minute Sakuno disappeared, Eiji and Momo's horrified looks turned murderous as they looked at Horio. Who promptly ran away. They would probably have run after him too, if it weren't for the sudden, almost inhuman, screech of rage that came from where Sakuno first emerged.
'YOU ASSHOLE! HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT!? I'LL KILL YOU!!' Tomoka howled. She charged at him swinging wildly. Before she could land a hit though, two strong pairs of arms grabbed each of her fists and jerked her backward before she did any damage.
Ryoma looked bewildered. Eiji and Momo, who were actually struggling to hold on to the schoolgirl turned she-hulk, quickly told him to escape.
'Nya! We'll …handle this…ochibi…Nya!' Eiji gasped as Tomoka elbowed him her struggle.
'Get out of here, baka!' Momo continued before jerking his leg away from Tomoka's kicking range.
Ryoma, for once, did what his sempais told him, collected his things quickly, and got out of there as fast as he could.
--
That was about two weeks ago; Sakuno had avoided Ryoma since then. She went about this by not going to tennis practices and going to school late so she wouldn't have to see him on the walk there. She'd be first out of the classroom to avoid him during the school day, and Tomoka wasn't even sure where Sakuno went for lunch anymore. They normally sat with Ryoma, Horio, Katchiro and Katsuo. The last few weeks Tomoka had been sitting with some of the girls from the fan club. She suspected that her friend was hiding somewhere in the library at this time.
At first she thought it was for the best. Any guy, even one as good-looking as him, who would openly insult her friend without hesitation, wasn't going hang around without Tomoka having something to say about it.
But she started to see the signs, though subtle, she picked up on them.
'Huh…so that idiot Horio had half a brain after all…' Tomoka thought one day, after she caught Ryoma staring at Sakuno during English. When she closely examined the look on his face…he almost looked regretful…
She examined him closer.
But before she could come to a definite conclusion the teacher decided to make his presence know to the zoned-out students. He called her to stand and read the passage about English holidays. She was not happy to have the attention of the class drawn to her. But she never guessed that later she would be thanking him for it.
--
After much convincing on Tomoka's part, on Friday, she got Sakuno to go to the boy's tennis practice that afternoon. The only reason she agreed was because her grandmother promised to take both of them shopping afterward, if they waited for her (which also took much convincing on Tomoka's part…).
As soon as Tomoka reached Eiji and Momo, they bombarded her with complaints and doubts.
"Hoi hoi! What do we do? Ochibi is miserable! Nya!"
"He's been skulking around the courts for the past few days! At first it wasn't that bad, but he barely pays attention to tennis now!"
"It's really bugging him, Nya, we have to do something!"
"Everyone sees it too! They're getting sick of his attitude! If Tezuka buchou finds out it's partially our fault, he'll kill us!!"
Tomoka sighed, she knew all this. She was dealing with similar problems with Sakuno.
"Okay, okay! Calm down! It can't be that bad. Where is he anyway?"
Eiji pointed toward the soda machine, where the prince stood, looking at the bleachers indecisively. Tomoka smirked.
"Perfect…" Tomoka mumbled
Unfortunately, the two sempais heard. "It's perfect because our ochibi is suffering!? Nya! Was that you're original intent?!"
"You're evil! How could you just break young hearts like that?! They're both suffering! Saku-chan too!"
Tomoka sighed for the umpteenth time that day, "No, dang it! It's perfect because he knows he has to apologize—just look at him! We just need to give him the opportunity to…"
Suddenly, it struck her like lightning.
Flashback:
"Ms.Osakada! Please stand and read to the class, the paragraph about April Fools day." Tomoka scrambled out of her seat hurriedly, and dropped her book on the ground in her haste. The class giggled at bit at her expense. After she bent over embarrassedly to pick it up, she began to read…
"April Fools Day— or All Fools Day, the origin of this holiday is not certain, what is certain is that it begun as a fest of fools, where people would trick each other into making fools of themselves. To this day it is celebrated on April 1.On this day, people play practical jokes on friends or neighbors of varying sophistication, sending them on fools' errands. The aim of this is to embarrass the gullible." Tomoka read this passage, and then sat down quickly to further prevent embarrassment.
End Flashback.
A smile slowly curved into her features.
"I know what we can do." She confidently assured the sempais.
"What?!" They both cried in unison.
"April Fools" Tomoka said simply.
Eiji looked confused while Momo excitedly replied "Yeah that'll fix'em good! ...What's April Fools…?"
"It's a holiday in America; they play a bunch of tricks on each other during the first of April." She readily supplied.
"Your point being..?" Momo asked again
"Well, what better way to get these two together than tricking them into it?" The evil smirk returned.
"Nya! Now I see where you're going with this…" Eiji whispered excitedly, realization dawning in his eyes. "So what are we gonna do, and how are we gonna to pull it off?" he continued.
"There is a 73.2 percent chance you three are up to something. And a 97.7 percent chance it has to do with Sakuno and Echizen." Sadaharu Inui popped up from out of nowhere, as is his custom, and started spouting out facts to the group.
They all jumped about a foot in the air.
"I…I-Inui! Don't scare me like that nya!" Eiji yelped from his position in Momo's arms. After he got over the shock, Momo promptly dropped said boy on the ground.
"Ouch-nya!"
"That's what you get for pulling a Scooby-doo on me!" Momo growled, annoyed at having to play 'Shaggy'.
"What do you want Inui-sempai?" Tomoka asked as politely as she could.
"I would like to take this opportunity to further finalize my data on hormonal interaction of adolescent teens i.e. Echizen and Sakuno. And I would like to chart the pre and post effects Sakuno has on Echizen's tennis playing. I could also finalize my data on Echizen's courting skills if your stratagem succeeds." Inui stated this all in a mono-tone.
Everyone just stared for a second, then Tomoka decided to break the silence.
"Uhmm…could you repeat that? …In Japanese this time please…?" Tomoka said after a few minutes
"I want in." He said simply
"We would also like to participate with your plan" Fuji said, he and Oishi were coming from the direction of the courts.
"Fshhhhh..." Came a low hissing noise
"BURNING! I'm game too!!" Chimed Taka's racquet-powered voice.
"Okay, we need to plan this better, let's meet at noon tomorrow at Kawamura's restaurant." Tomoka whispered quickly, thinking from years of experience, dealing with her siblings, that a loud voice like Taka's would have attracted attention
As if on cue Sakuno's quiet voice somehow broke through the hullabaloo and immediately quieted everyone down.
"Tomo-chan! What's taking you so long? Grandma is waiting for us!" She called from the entrance to the tennis courts.
"Ah! I got to go! I'll catch you guys later!" She gave a little wink at this and followed Sakuno out of the park.
"What the hell are you all up to?" Came the tennis prince's cold voice.
"Nothing." Momo said innocently, "What makes you think we're up to something?"
Ryoma gave them one last frosty glare before departing for home.
--
It was dark before Sakuno and Tomoka got home from their little shopping escapade, and Tomoka already had half of her plans completed.
"Oooh Tomo-chan! How could I have let you talk me into buying that outfit?! I'm never going to wear it. It was a waste of money!" Sakuno pouted.
"Come on Sakuno-chan! I paid for half of it. You never know when you'll need a nice sexy outfit to keep the boys drooling." Tomoka purred easily.
Tomoka had gotten the hard part over with, she convinced her to buy it- from a store that didn't take refunds. Now it didn't matter if she wanted to keep it or not, the outfit was there to stay.
"You know, I got you a present." She suddenly recalled. "While you were looking at tennis shoes, I slipped away for a second. I think I'll give it to you now." Tomoka clarified. All the while, a childlike smile played at her lips.
"Tomo-chan! You shouldn't have, I didn't get anything for you!" Sakuno fretted. Tomoka beamed at her simple friend, who usually denied material gifts; she delighted in making other people happy.
"Oh, I think you need this." She smiled holding out a small pink bag for her.
"Next time we go out shopping, I'll get you something! And pay for lunch!" Sakuno continued taking the bag reluctantly.
"Now, now, you shouldn't thank me until you see it." Tomoka's grin was the equivalent of the Cheshire cat's.
Tomoka was right of course. The moment Sakuno opened the bag, her face turned as red as a cherry and she threw Tomoka an incredulous look.
"I…I can't believe you b-bought these!!" She finally managed to sputter after a minute filled with nothing but Tomoka's laughter. Inside the little bag was a lacy pink thong accompanied by a matching bra.
"HAHAHA! Ah! I thought….y-you…could use it to…wear under your new outfit…BWAHAHA!" She could no longer hold in her amusement and burst into laughter again.
Sakuno knew that she was a freshman in high school now and should be used to these things, especially coming from Tomoka, but she couldn't. She was just too embarrassed. Her modesty prevented her from doing so. Not to say she hadn't thought about it. She just couldn't do so without her face inventing new shades of red to turn. How could she not think about it, especially when she was attracted to someone like Ryoma-k—
'Wait!' she told herself. 'He doesn't like you, you heard him say it yourself, just get over it and stop thinking about him!' With that thought firmly in mind, she continued to scold Tomoka for her misdeeds.
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Tomoka showed up early the next day to Kawamura's sushi place.
"Ah. Osakada-san. You sure are eager to reveal your plan." Takashi said, smiling shyly.
"Hai. I have already gotten some of it set up, but I'll need to rely on you guys for more creative ideas." Tomoka replied, once again mentally marveling at how quiet and calm the racquet-less Takashi was.
Slowly the rest of the six regulars involved waltzed into the restaurant. Tezuka had better things to do than waste his time like this, and Ryoma was the victim in question.
"Okay everybody, now that we're all here I'll tell you my plan." Tomoka announced once everybody settled down. They all quieted at once and gave her their full attention.
"Well I thought that since April fools day is on Monday, we should celebrate it properly…"
--
It was Sunday, Ryoma's favorite day of the week; the day he could sleep in, play with his cat, Karupin, and he didn't even have any chores to do. So what if a certain girl with too-long hair and wobbly hips had been ignoring him? So what if he had been pining to hear her voice since the first day it was absent? So what if not seeing her shy smile and blush was gnawing at his insides like a rabid dog? He shouldn't let that ruin his day, right?
He had ignored his raging hormones and just enjoyed his Sunday—by sleeping in till about noon and eating a well-earned brunch. He was relaxing when his pleasant weekend was abruptly cut short. Someone was banging on his door, demanding his attention (on Sunday of all days!) Wasn't that like, the ninth deadly sin or something? As soon as he opened the door, he wished he hadn't.
"Hoi hoi! Ochibi-chan! I thought you would never come! We were waiting forever nya!"
"You're still in your pajamas; they have fish on them…i.e. data…"
"Did you stay up late? Is that why you slept in? Or are you sick!? Where's a thermometer!? We need to take your temperature!"
Great, just the people Ryoma didn't want to see on his Sunday…
"What the hell are you all doing here!?" Ryoma barked angrily.
"Nya, we just want to hang out with our favorite ochibi!" Eiji readily supplied, while he wandered into the kitchen and started grabbing things out of the refrigerator.
The other half of Seigaku's 'golden pair', Oishi was currently running around like a chicken with his head cut off looking for a thermometer. He swore the guy was just like a nesting mother hen.
Inui was wandering around Ryoma's living room, somehow collecting 'data' from his couch pillow, scribbling furiously in his notebook all the while.
"What's going on in here?!" A loud masculine voice suddenly boomed, startling everyone out of what they were doing.
Nanjiro Echizen strolled into the room looking menacing. His face immediately changed into a sulky one the minute has saw who the company was.
"Oh, it's just you brats, I thought it was that cute little Sakuno-chan and I would get to break up a hot make-out session between her and shounen." he sighed heavily, sounding like the weight of the world was upon his shoulders. "I guess I'll have to wait a bit longer for that day to come…"
"We're not all perverts like you, oyaji!!" Ryoma snarled as his face turned crimson.
"Nya, That's happened before?!" Eiji said eagerly, completely ignoring Ryoma.
"No, it seems that my shounen isn't as smooth with the ladies as his old man…" He sighed greatly once again. "I tried to pass on my lovely playboys to him at the least, but he refuses to accept them… I thought he was gay until I saw him with that old hag's granddaughter. There's hope yet!"
Suddenly, a dark shadow descended over them all.
"All of you…Get. Out. NOW!" Ryoma snarled. The look on his face sent even his own father running.
--
They stood together on the side walk outside.
"Nya! Inui did you…?" Eiji asked cautiously, afraid they would have to go back in there.
"Yes. I did it while Echizen-san was talking to you two." Sadaharu replied, grinning from a job well-done.
"What'cha doin'?" Nanjiro questioned.
The seniors stayed silent; would he be mad if he knew they were tricking his son into admitting his feelings for a girl? Apparently they looked suspicious enough for the experienced father to guess what was going on.
"What are you planning to do to Ryoma?" He said ominously. Inui and Eiji hid behind their 'mother'.
Oishi kept his cool in front of the concerned parent. "Sir you were just saying how you wanted him to be with Sakuno. Well, we are trying to set them up too; it just involves a bit of strategy." He reasoned.
Nanjiro's demeanor immediately brightened.
"Oh, well, that's all right then. I thought you were giving him drugs, or playboys that I have yet to 'inspect'."
The regulars all sweat dropped.
"So what are you doing anyway?" The boys decided that he was trustworthy and confided in him their plan.
"Heh heh, shounen will never know what hit'em…I'll help you guys as much as I can!" He keenly replied. The samurai then walked away, mumbling incoherently.
"…This'll learn him…it's what he deserves after putting my playboys in Karupin's litter box…"
The high-schoolers once again collectively sweat dropped.
--
Tomoka looked at her watch.
Yep. Right about now Kaido, Momo, Fuji and Taka were setting things up at the school. The others would be done at Ryoma's and would be heading over there soon. She would meet them there as soon as she finished up at Sakuno's.
She smirked; she had every thing she needed for the plan to go off without a hitch. She hid a key in her pocket as she bid her friend goodbye and slipped out the front door. She walked down the block calmly, but the minute she turned the corner she could no longer hold in her giddiness and gave a shout of delight. She then proceeded to sprint to the school in excitement.
--
"Sakuno, I didn't mean to say what I did…I just wanted to hide my true feelings from you…Sakuno Ryuzaki… will you go out with me?" Ryoma said looking slightly nervous.
"Oh Ryoma-kun! Yes! I like you too!" Sakuno eagerly replied
Ryoma smiled at her, a genuine smile, and then he slowly leaned forward to capture her lips in a tender kiss…
Holy Socks!
Sakuno suddenly sat up strait in bed.
"Goodness gracious… what a dream…" She looked around the room groggily. Afterward she glanced at the clock before lying back down and pulling her comforter back over her body. This didn't last long however, she then shot back out in a millisecond.
"Is that really what time it is?! Why didn't my alarm go off?! Ahhhh!" She had forgotten to take a shower the previous night, so she promised herself that she would take one in the morning, other wise she'd look disgusting and dirty at school. With that in mind she ripped off her nightgown and leapt into the shower like she was being chased by an axe murderer.
Not caring that the water was freezing, she quickly lathered her hair and body with soap, rinsed off, and shot out of the shower to grab a towel, hastily drying herself as she went. She didn't have time to braid her hair; she just left it down, brushing out the knots swiftly. She charged out of her bathroom, clad only in a towel, to her room only to find it—
"LOCKED?!" Why was nothing going her way today? She struggled fruitlessly to open it for a few seconds before she gave up. She leaned against the oppressive door in defeat. Suddenly as if struck by divine intervention, she turned her to the right and saw two bags. She groaned, the powers-that-be hated her, she knew it. What was in the two bags was an outfit she could wear; unfortunately for her, it was the benighted 'sexy outfit' and the outrageous undergarments. For cleanliness reasons, she refused to re-wear the same pair of underwear two days in a row (justly so!), so she was stuck with the lacy thong.
Yes, the gods must really hate her.
--
"Ryuzaki, I'm sorry I said that stuff… I didn't mean it…I don't mind you…I like hanging around with you way more that your crazy, fan-girl friend."
"It's okay Ryoma, I forgive you, have a Ponta!" Out of nowhere, the shy, pigtailed girl produced his favorite of all drinks, opened it for him and handed it to him. He drank happily; feeling more relaxed than he had for days.
"What does it taste like? I've never had that flavor…" She questioned innocently, breaking him out of his reveries.
"Uhh…strawberries…" He replied awkwardly, she was sitting rather close to him…
"Mmmm! I love strawberries!" She said cheerfully.
"Well… do you want to taste it…?" He asked offering her half drunken can.
"Sure…" Something about the way she said it threw him off guard, the next thing he knew, she was sitting in his lap, with her lips pressed against his, and her hands tangled in his hair.
The only thing he could think at the moment was that she tasted better than Ponta…
"SHOUNEN!! GET UP! YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!!" His oyaji's voice boomed through the house and ripped apart his dream. It was probably for the best, if his oyaji ever found out he was having dreams like those…he shuddered, he didn't even want to think about it.
Suddenly his father's words sunk in.
He swiftly jumped out of bed, scaring Karupin out of his skin in the process, and started shouting explicatives left and right as he ran about his room gathering the things he needed for school. What the hell happened to his alarm!?
--
She eventually decided that going to school in the outrageous outfit wouldn't be so bad; the teachers would tell her to change into her gym uniform, so she would, simple as that.
Though, as she received many stares as she ran down the sidewalk towards her school, she began to have second thoughts…
She still couldn't believe Tomoka talked her into getting this. It was a pair of jean short-shorts which, of course, attracted attention. But the thing that really got them staring was the daisy-duke-esc shirt she wore. It was a red, plaid, shrug that covered a white camisole, which barely reached her shorts…
How had Tomoka ever convinced her to buy this?!
She supposed the whole ensemble looked a little out of place with her school socks and shoes, and brief case to boot. At this point she was too angry at the world to care.
'At least nothing else can go wrong…'
Oh how wrong she was…
She was almost to the school, when she heard frantic curses and footsteps approaching. Wait a second, she recognized that voice! She whipped her head around in time to see Ryoma Echizen, his hair and clothes disheveled, approaching her fast.
--
Today wasn't his day at all, not only had he woken up late, but his father chose today of all days to remember that he is a monk. When he heard his son cursing angrily, he dumped water on him. He claimed it was to purify him; Ryoma thought it was in revenge for putting his porno-mags in Karupins litter box. (A/n: He's half right…)
After his 'cleansing' he ran upstairs to grab a new shirt and was almost out the door when his father asked him if he had breakfast. Of course he didn't have breakfast, he was late! When he told his father this, albeit less gently, he then refused to let Ryoma out of the house until he ate a quick breakfast. He claimed he was trying to be a good father, but once again Ryoma thought otherwise. However, as soon as he was out of the house he was running at top speeds; if you were to blink as he went by, you'd miss him. He was almost to school when a voice, though hushed, made him freeze in his tracks.
"Echizen…san…?" Well that didn't sound right.
He looked up to see Ryuzaki Sakuno; well at least he thought it was her.
"What are you wearing??" He said the first thing that came to mind. Her outfit looked like something his father would dream about, what he would dream about; though he would never admit it, even if his life was threatened.
Every one of her curves acquired through puberty shown through in that outfit. Her face was framed by her wavy auburn hair that now flew freely, instead of the usual braided pigtails. Her toned abs, from playing tennis, were revealed from where the hem of her camisole stopped, to expose the pale flesh of her stomach. In short; she looked good, too good.
Her face turned an extraordinary color of red before she fixed him with a glare.
"I should ask you the same thing!" Well, okay he wasn't his usual snappily dressed self. But that was a little harsh.
"I got up late! I didn't have time to-" She suddenly cut him off.
"To button your shirt?! To comb your hair?! You didn't even put on a belt!" Belt! He knew he was forgetting something!
"Well what about you, is wearing your underwear to school a new fashion craze?!" Maybe the fashion industry wasn't so bad…
Her face flushed once more before she turned around and started marching away from him.
He couldn't help but think how cute she looked like that… Of course that didn't mean he would let her get away with mouthing off to him. He was finally talking to her for the first time in two weeks; he didn't want things to end on another bad note if he could help it.
"Hey. Hey! Where do you think you're going? You can't just walk away from me!" He said trailing after her. Maybe not the best way to go about apologizing…
"We're late as it is Echizen-san! So, if you don't mind, I'll be taking my leave." She had a point there.
Once they were on school grounds and started to approach the school, Ryoma decided his opinion should not go unheard.
"Your not staying in that, are you?" That's way too much flesh to show at high school filled with teenage boys! (A/n: aren't you one Ryoma-kun?)
"None of your business." She said grumpily. He smartly decided not to reply with his 'If you're wearing clothes like that in public it is my business.' Don't want to come on too strong.
"Won't you get in trouble?" He opted to use the less possessive, reply number two.
"I wanted to change, but if I'm going to be this late, I'll just wait until the teacher tells me to, then I'll have an excuse."
A quick image of their perverted, first period history teacher eyeing her legs, rapidly squashed the possibility of him supporting that idea.
"Just change now, I'll wait for you. We can be late together; we have the same 1st period."
"Huh? Really?" She said surprised.
--
Sakuno was shocked; Ryoma was acting weird this morning. Normally he wouldn't even blink an eye at what she looked like. Now he was suddenly the fashion Gestapo! Well she could be critical too!
"Fine. Then you can fix your own appearance up." She curtly replied. She was being a hypocrite though. She didn't really mind him looking that way; he actually looked…well…sexy. The years of tennis had not been unkind to his body; he had well toned pectorals and abs that were, in Tomoka's words, 'drool worthy'; she noticed this through his unbuttoned shirt. Inui's milk diet had helped a lot too; he now towered over her petite frame. His just-above-shoulder length black hair was messy, but almost stylishly so. His charming boyish features had hardened a bit into a more rugged manly look. No wonder half the student body thought he was hot, that didn't even exclude all males.
He looked like he was about to combat her with a sarcastic comment, but withheld it for unknown reasons.
"Whatever, let's just get going." He then started toward to the gym, with Sakuno trailing along silently.
--
What they both didn't know was that a figure trailed silently after them, watching their every move.
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A/n: Ughhh! I was gonna make this a one chapter kinda thing, but It's getting too long…
I'll just make it into 2…Tell me what ya think! Oh and I take flames, just be gentle, all critiques are welcome!
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