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Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
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3,388
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4
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Day Two � Part One: Party Time
Day Two – Part One: Party Time
“Everybody, raise your hands high in the air and shout: Party’s fun!” Haruya raised her right-hand in the air and shouted, “Party’s fun.”
“Yeah! Party’s fun.” The girls who were the three sisters’ friends raised their hands in the air and shouted. The only one from Seigaku who felt obliged to follow was Kikumaru who was always ready to have fun. The rest of the Seigaku Tennis Club members were too shy and awkward to react. They were dealing with girls from St. Clifford’s Junior High and High School: the all-girls school which the students were well-known for their excellent academic performance, striking sports performances and lastly, beauty.
They sat around the pool enjoying drindrinks given out by Harumi.
“You are that Tezuka Haruka,” said Inui who pushed his glasses with his finger. His glasses were shinning eerily.
“Pardon?” Haruka asked patiently. A drop of sweat appeared on her forehead showing that she was rather freaked out by Inui. Well, who wouldn’t?
Out of nowhere, Inui took out his usual notebook and flipped the pages in an incomparable speed, then he stopped somewhere in the middle. “Tezuka Haruka. Third-year student of St. Clifford’s High School section; the president of the student committee and the captain of the tennis club. Your team won the national championship for girls last year. All matches won by 6-0.” He turned the page again. “You are an all-rounder.”
Gasps from the Seigaku boys were heard.
“You know a lot,” said Haruya who came over and took a seat with them along with Harumi.
“And you,” Inui pointed at Haruya. “Second year in High-School and the vice captain of the tennis team; you have strong endurance and good attack moves but you are slightly weak at defence. You have a record of never losing a match for four years.”
More gasps.
“Wow, you are a great info-man.” Harumi clapped delightfully, she seemed delighted by everything. “What about me!”
Inui pushed his glasses once more. “You are in the first year of Junior High and; is considered as the freshman with the most potential.”
“Thank You!”
“What do you think of me? I’m in the team too,” asked a red-haired girl.
“Me, me!”
“Me, first!”
Soon, Inui was surrounded by girls. He seemed very pleased to share his comments on them.
“Oishi-senpai, looks like the captain’s from a family of tennis players.” whispered Momoshiro to Oishi who was sitting next to him. “Right, right?”
Momoshiro didn’t notice Oishi was staring at Kikumaru who was busily chatting with the girls. He had a complicated look on his face, of course, Momoshiro didn’t notice that too.
“Oishi, are you Oishi Syuichiroh,” asked Haruka.
“I am, nice to meet you.” Oishi put out his hand.
“Glad to meet you too,” Haruka leaned forward to shake his hand. “Thank you for taking care of my brother.”
Oishi blushed. “Well, Tezuka, I, I didn’t do anything.”
“Anyway, you have been looking out for him. My big brother can be very stubborn sometimes,” Harumi giggled, suddenly, the ribbon that was holding her hair fell to the ground.
“Oh, no.” She wailed. “I took half an hour to tie this. It’s all gone.” She looked like she was going to cry.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you,” said Oishi quickly as he took the ribbon from the floor and help her do her hair.
~Five minutes later~
“You are great! This looks just the same as before.”
“Wow!” cried Kawamura with awe.
“How did you do it?” asked Momoshiro.
“I had a little sister at home; I always help her tie her hair.”
“No wonder you are so motherly,” teased Momoshiro.
“Mmm, really?”
~Splash~
“Sorry, my hand slipped.” Kikumaru had his trademark smile on his face which now looked suspiciously menacing. He had an emptied plastic cup in his hand which the contents were on Oishi’s body.
“Are you okay?” asked Harumi as she took a tissue to wipe his face.
“Thank you,” said Oishi as he took the tissue from her hand. Their hands touched, but barely, still Kikumaru noticed. His smile widened until it looked rather strained. His trademark smile suddenly became the scariest thing ever appeared on his face. “I think I’m going home. I’m feeling rather UNWELL.”
He turned around and started walking. “Bye, have my share of fun.”
“Kikumaru, wait, are you okay? Let me bring you to a doctor.” Oishi got up immediately, not bothering to wipe the water from his face. “Slow down.”
Kikumaru continued walking, increasing his pace.
Fuji turned his eyes away from the disappearing pair and sighed.
“Sometimes, people are just so blind; they don’t know what’s going on,” said Haruya.
“Who?”
“Well, who were you looking at then?” Said Haruya meaningfully. “Hey, you are that tennis prodigy. Hi, I’m Haruya.”
“Hi, I’m Fuji Shusuke.” He put out his hand.
“No need to be so formal! Give me a five.” She put up her right-hand and straightened her palm.
“Uh, okay.” He slapped her palm.
“Say, where’s that brother of mine and Ryoma?”
“Uh, look that way,” said Fuji, pointing to his right.
Tezuka looked around him searching for Ryoma. He was worrying unnecessarily but, the thought of Ryoma being drowned by a wave of overly-friendly girls was slowly driving him insane. He himself barely escaped their assault. The girls tried their best to hit on him despite the age difference.
“You are so cute!”
He heard a shrill cry and looked to his right. Much to his alarm, a girl pressed her lips against Ryoma’s cheek. She then proceeded with a tight hug. She rocked Ryoma in her arms as if he was her teddy bear.
Ryoma had a desperate and anguish look on his face.
Anger was blooming inside of Tezuka as he stormed to their direction. Ryoma caught his eyes and mouthed the words, “Help me.” This was unnecessary because Tezuka already had this intention, strongly.
“Echizen.”
The girl let go of Ryoma and stared at Tezuka. The message was written clearly on her forehead: God, he’s another hot one.
Tezuka took this opportunity to grab Ryoma’s wrist and together they walked away from that girl.
They stopped after they made sure they were alone at one corne the the pool and safely away from those feverish girls.
“Look up.” Tezuka tilted Ryoma’s chin upwards and used his sleeve to wipe his cheek, the side where the girl kissed.
“What is it?”
“There’s lipstick mark on your cheek,” said Tezuka tonelessly. Of course he was lying.
“Eww, really!” Ryoma winced and immediately used the back of his hand to wipe his cheek roughly.
“Enough, enough.” Tezuka took hold of his wrist to stop him from hurting himself. He moved Ryoma’s hand away from his face and inspected the skin beneath, it was slightly red. “Don’t worry, it’s all gone.”
“You sure?” asked Ryoma worri.
.
“Yes.” Tezuka used his thumb to graze Ryoma’s cheek softly. “It hurts.”
“No, it’s not painful. Are you sure it’s all gone?”
Actually what Tezuka meant was: It hurts to see you hurt yourself.
Tezuka felt rather shocked by what he felt. A frown appeared on his face as he tried to calm himself and find a reason for his inappropriate behaviour.
“Captain, are you okay?”
Tezuka nodded. He found himself still holding Ryoma’s hand and it felt right. His frown deepened.
“Are you okay?” asked Ryoma. He was starting to get worried. Tezuka looked as if the world was going to end. “Senpai said it’s not good to frown so much.”
“Which Senpai?”
“Momoshiro-senpai.”
“You are on very good terms with him?”
Ryoma thought for a while. “Considered as a friend. Last time, he picks me up and we’ll go to school together every morning on his bike.”
“A friend,” repeated Tezuka softly, his usually monotone voice sounded a little cold. “Let’s go to where Haruka and the others are.” He pulled Ryoma along.
No matter how insensitive Ryoma was, he could feel that Tezuka was angry but he didn’t know why, and resolved to not asking.
“Ho, ho, ho.” Fuji who had seen what was going on between Tezuka and Ryoma started to laugh softly. “Maybe you are right. People are blind sometimes.”
“I said so,” replied Haruya. “Wonder what made Tezuka so angry?”
“Do you want to know?”
“Of course,” answered Haruya. “You know?”
“Ho, ho, ho. I know lip-language.”
Sunimase for the late updates, I’ve started school and I’m really busy!!
causcause this chapter is too long, I have divided it into two parts.
Thank You for everybody who had reviewed, or read this fic. I hope that there’ll be more Tezuka/Ryoma fics around. If you know where to find them, please tell me in the review. I can read Chinese and Enlish.
Lastly, Please review. Reviews motivate me to keep writing.
ACTIONS, there’ll be, soon, you have to be patient. You hentais!!
“Everybody, raise your hands high in the air and shout: Party’s fun!” Haruya raised her right-hand in the air and shouted, “Party’s fun.”
“Yeah! Party’s fun.” The girls who were the three sisters’ friends raised their hands in the air and shouted. The only one from Seigaku who felt obliged to follow was Kikumaru who was always ready to have fun. The rest of the Seigaku Tennis Club members were too shy and awkward to react. They were dealing with girls from St. Clifford’s Junior High and High School: the all-girls school which the students were well-known for their excellent academic performance, striking sports performances and lastly, beauty.
They sat around the pool enjoying drindrinks given out by Harumi.
“You are that Tezuka Haruka,” said Inui who pushed his glasses with his finger. His glasses were shinning eerily.
“Pardon?” Haruka asked patiently. A drop of sweat appeared on her forehead showing that she was rather freaked out by Inui. Well, who wouldn’t?
Out of nowhere, Inui took out his usual notebook and flipped the pages in an incomparable speed, then he stopped somewhere in the middle. “Tezuka Haruka. Third-year student of St. Clifford’s High School section; the president of the student committee and the captain of the tennis club. Your team won the national championship for girls last year. All matches won by 6-0.” He turned the page again. “You are an all-rounder.”
Gasps from the Seigaku boys were heard.
“You know a lot,” said Haruya who came over and took a seat with them along with Harumi.
“And you,” Inui pointed at Haruya. “Second year in High-School and the vice captain of the tennis team; you have strong endurance and good attack moves but you are slightly weak at defence. You have a record of never losing a match for four years.”
More gasps.
“Wow, you are a great info-man.” Harumi clapped delightfully, she seemed delighted by everything. “What about me!”
Inui pushed his glasses once more. “You are in the first year of Junior High and; is considered as the freshman with the most potential.”
“Thank You!”
“What do you think of me? I’m in the team too,” asked a red-haired girl.
“Me, me!”
“Me, first!”
Soon, Inui was surrounded by girls. He seemed very pleased to share his comments on them.
“Oishi-senpai, looks like the captain’s from a family of tennis players.” whispered Momoshiro to Oishi who was sitting next to him. “Right, right?”
Momoshiro didn’t notice Oishi was staring at Kikumaru who was busily chatting with the girls. He had a complicated look on his face, of course, Momoshiro didn’t notice that too.
“Oishi, are you Oishi Syuichiroh,” asked Haruka.
“I am, nice to meet you.” Oishi put out his hand.
“Glad to meet you too,” Haruka leaned forward to shake his hand. “Thank you for taking care of my brother.”
Oishi blushed. “Well, Tezuka, I, I didn’t do anything.”
“Anyway, you have been looking out for him. My big brother can be very stubborn sometimes,” Harumi giggled, suddenly, the ribbon that was holding her hair fell to the ground.
“Oh, no.” She wailed. “I took half an hour to tie this. It’s all gone.” She looked like she was going to cry.
“Don’t worry, I’ll help you,” said Oishi quickly as he took the ribbon from the floor and help her do her hair.
~Five minutes later~
“You are great! This looks just the same as before.”
“Wow!” cried Kawamura with awe.
“How did you do it?” asked Momoshiro.
“I had a little sister at home; I always help her tie her hair.”
“No wonder you are so motherly,” teased Momoshiro.
“Mmm, really?”
~Splash~
“Sorry, my hand slipped.” Kikumaru had his trademark smile on his face which now looked suspiciously menacing. He had an emptied plastic cup in his hand which the contents were on Oishi’s body.
“Are you okay?” asked Harumi as she took a tissue to wipe his face.
“Thank you,” said Oishi as he took the tissue from her hand. Their hands touched, but barely, still Kikumaru noticed. His smile widened until it looked rather strained. His trademark smile suddenly became the scariest thing ever appeared on his face. “I think I’m going home. I’m feeling rather UNWELL.”
He turned around and started walking. “Bye, have my share of fun.”
“Kikumaru, wait, are you okay? Let me bring you to a doctor.” Oishi got up immediately, not bothering to wipe the water from his face. “Slow down.”
Kikumaru continued walking, increasing his pace.
Fuji turned his eyes away from the disappearing pair and sighed.
“Sometimes, people are just so blind; they don’t know what’s going on,” said Haruya.
“Who?”
“Well, who were you looking at then?” Said Haruya meaningfully. “Hey, you are that tennis prodigy. Hi, I’m Haruya.”
“Hi, I’m Fuji Shusuke.” He put out his hand.
“No need to be so formal! Give me a five.” She put up her right-hand and straightened her palm.
“Uh, okay.” He slapped her palm.
“Say, where’s that brother of mine and Ryoma?”
“Uh, look that way,” said Fuji, pointing to his right.
Tezuka looked around him searching for Ryoma. He was worrying unnecessarily but, the thought of Ryoma being drowned by a wave of overly-friendly girls was slowly driving him insane. He himself barely escaped their assault. The girls tried their best to hit on him despite the age difference.
“You are so cute!”
He heard a shrill cry and looked to his right. Much to his alarm, a girl pressed her lips against Ryoma’s cheek. She then proceeded with a tight hug. She rocked Ryoma in her arms as if he was her teddy bear.
Ryoma had a desperate and anguish look on his face.
Anger was blooming inside of Tezuka as he stormed to their direction. Ryoma caught his eyes and mouthed the words, “Help me.” This was unnecessary because Tezuka already had this intention, strongly.
“Echizen.”
The girl let go of Ryoma and stared at Tezuka. The message was written clearly on her forehead: God, he’s another hot one.
Tezuka took this opportunity to grab Ryoma’s wrist and together they walked away from that girl.
They stopped after they made sure they were alone at one corne the the pool and safely away from those feverish girls.
“Look up.” Tezuka tilted Ryoma’s chin upwards and used his sleeve to wipe his cheek, the side where the girl kissed.
“What is it?”
“There’s lipstick mark on your cheek,” said Tezuka tonelessly. Of course he was lying.
“Eww, really!” Ryoma winced and immediately used the back of his hand to wipe his cheek roughly.
“Enough, enough.” Tezuka took hold of his wrist to stop him from hurting himself. He moved Ryoma’s hand away from his face and inspected the skin beneath, it was slightly red. “Don’t worry, it’s all gone.”
“You sure?” asked Ryoma worri.
.
“Yes.” Tezuka used his thumb to graze Ryoma’s cheek softly. “It hurts.”
“No, it’s not painful. Are you sure it’s all gone?”
Actually what Tezuka meant was: It hurts to see you hurt yourself.
Tezuka felt rather shocked by what he felt. A frown appeared on his face as he tried to calm himself and find a reason for his inappropriate behaviour.
“Captain, are you okay?”
Tezuka nodded. He found himself still holding Ryoma’s hand and it felt right. His frown deepened.
“Are you okay?” asked Ryoma. He was starting to get worried. Tezuka looked as if the world was going to end. “Senpai said it’s not good to frown so much.”
“Which Senpai?”
“Momoshiro-senpai.”
“You are on very good terms with him?”
Ryoma thought for a while. “Considered as a friend. Last time, he picks me up and we’ll go to school together every morning on his bike.”
“A friend,” repeated Tezuka softly, his usually monotone voice sounded a little cold. “Let’s go to where Haruka and the others are.” He pulled Ryoma along.
No matter how insensitive Ryoma was, he could feel that Tezuka was angry but he didn’t know why, and resolved to not asking.
“Ho, ho, ho.” Fuji who had seen what was going on between Tezuka and Ryoma started to laugh softly. “Maybe you are right. People are blind sometimes.”
“I said so,” replied Haruya. “Wonder what made Tezuka so angry?”
“Do you want to know?”
“Of course,” answered Haruya. “You know?”
“Ho, ho, ho. I know lip-language.”
Sunimase for the late updates, I’ve started school and I’m really busy!!
causcause this chapter is too long, I have divided it into two parts.
Thank You for everybody who had reviewed, or read this fic. I hope that there’ll be more Tezuka/Ryoma fics around. If you know where to find them, please tell me in the review. I can read Chinese and Enlish.
Lastly, Please review. Reviews motivate me to keep writing.
ACTIONS, there’ll be, soon, you have to be patient. You hentais!!