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Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
6,840
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Prince of Tennis (Tennis no Ohjisama), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Bad Equation
Summary: Inui\'s observations on Echizen & Fuji
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Inui *knew* his data on Fuji Shusuke was incomplete. The tensai rarely revealed all of himself to anyone. But he could make certain calculations based on the actions of his other teammates whose data he *did* have.
For instance, he could deduce that Fuji and Echizen Ryoma had a certain ‘relationship’ based on the way the younger player pulled his cap down over his face when Fuji touched his shoulder. And by the grin on Echizen\'s face when he sliced a particularily burning shot in an effort to beat his older teammate on the court.
Yes, it was clear the F(Y)>R(X)
Then something changed the day that Fuji came to practice wearing TWO wristbands on his arms rather than one. Of course Inui noticed this at once. Such an event was noteworthy. His glasses glistened in the sunlight as he hurried over to talk to Fuji.
“Fuji,” Inui pointed at the wristbands with his pencil. Out of the corner his eye he saw Echizen, who was getting ready for a match, blush and lower his head further under his cap. \'Interesting\', he thought silently, as he scribbled a quick note to himself.
“Oh, these?” Fuji laughed, lifting his hands. “I just thought I’d try something different.” Suddenly his posture stiffened and his eyes widened. Looking over his shoulder, all Inui could see was Echizen. The younger boy was just sitting on a bench, wrapping the handle of racket with grip tape.
“Excuse me,” Fuji sauntered over to his kouhai but something in his posture was more than casual as he sat down next to the boy. Echizen just slid a look sideways at Fuji out of sly golden eyes, and continued wrapping.
\'Hmm,\' Inui thought, nibbling on the end of his pencil. The last time that Fuji wore two wristbands to practice was back when he was a first year…
*SNAP* Inui bit the pencil in two. He felt like the time he had accidentally mixed Royal Purple and Deluxe Green juice together and drank it. He spit the end of the pencil out of his mouth, feeling a blush rising into his own cheeks.
With the stub he wrote down to himself… R(Y)>=F(X)?!!
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Next up: Ryoma\'s dad finds a certain roll of film
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Inui *knew* his data on Fuji Shusuke was incomplete. The tensai rarely revealed all of himself to anyone. But he could make certain calculations based on the actions of his other teammates whose data he *did* have.
For instance, he could deduce that Fuji and Echizen Ryoma had a certain ‘relationship’ based on the way the younger player pulled his cap down over his face when Fuji touched his shoulder. And by the grin on Echizen\'s face when he sliced a particularily burning shot in an effort to beat his older teammate on the court.
Yes, it was clear the F(Y)>R(X)
Then something changed the day that Fuji came to practice wearing TWO wristbands on his arms rather than one. Of course Inui noticed this at once. Such an event was noteworthy. His glasses glistened in the sunlight as he hurried over to talk to Fuji.
“Fuji,” Inui pointed at the wristbands with his pencil. Out of the corner his eye he saw Echizen, who was getting ready for a match, blush and lower his head further under his cap. \'Interesting\', he thought silently, as he scribbled a quick note to himself.
“Oh, these?” Fuji laughed, lifting his hands. “I just thought I’d try something different.” Suddenly his posture stiffened and his eyes widened. Looking over his shoulder, all Inui could see was Echizen. The younger boy was just sitting on a bench, wrapping the handle of racket with grip tape.
“Excuse me,” Fuji sauntered over to his kouhai but something in his posture was more than casual as he sat down next to the boy. Echizen just slid a look sideways at Fuji out of sly golden eyes, and continued wrapping.
\'Hmm,\' Inui thought, nibbling on the end of his pencil. The last time that Fuji wore two wristbands to practice was back when he was a first year…
*SNAP* Inui bit the pencil in two. He felt like the time he had accidentally mixed Royal Purple and Deluxe Green juice together and drank it. He spit the end of the pencil out of his mouth, feeling a blush rising into his own cheeks.
With the stub he wrote down to himself… R(Y)>=F(X)?!!
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Next up: Ryoma\'s dad finds a certain roll of film