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Sep. 23rd, 2009 05:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaKirihara was one grumpy, sweaty, grumpy, pissy little first year. Also, did he mention sweaty? And grumpy. There was a lot of grumpy in Kirihara. He'd come to Rikkai's tennis club intent on beating those three demons, crushing them beneath his heels, and ruling over the tennis world like a king. (Kirihara'd heard that Atobe from Hyotei did it there, so why couldn't Kirihara do it? He was totally better than Atobe. Oh, but not rich. Maybe he needed to be rich?) Instead of ruling the tennis courts Kirihara had lost.
You know, three fricking times. That was just unfair. Couldn't they have let Kirihara win once? Like, against the grumpy guy in the hat. Or the weird one with closed eyes. Kirihara should totally have been able to take him.
"Oi!" Kirihara half turned before he was blinded by bright pink hair and a cheerful smile. An arm was slung around his sweaty shoulder and then the pink guy (he was a regular, right?) ruffled Kirihara's hair. "So, kid, how you feeling?"
"Tired." Kirihara grumped. His legs were all wobbly. The guy in the hat had made him run *laps*. "Lemme go. I'm sweaty. You have cooties."
The pink haired guy ruffled his hair even harder, forcing Kirihara to duck his head and nearly allowing Kirihara to get away, but then the guy tightened his grip on Kirihara's shoulders. "You're cute. Hey, c'mon, Jackal'll buy us burgers."
"What?" The bald foreign regular asked, turning to give the pink haired one an incredulous look. "Marui, I just got my allowance!"
"You just lost your allowance." The regular with white hair (and wasn't that, like, against school rules?) stated, walking past Marui and Kirihara and ruffling Kirihara's hair roughly, just like Marui had. "Yagyuu and I'll come along too. Right, Yagyuu~"
Yagyuu didn't ruffle Kirihara's hair, but there was something about the way he pushed up his glasses and agreed that had Kirihara shuffling closer to Marui. Marui was kind of safe. He was grabby, but he wasn't like… bald, or weird. Kirihara stuffed Niou and Yagyu into the 'weird' category. They weren't dangerous and mean, like the three demons, but they were definitely weird. Trying to get out of Marui's grip Kirihara found himself dragged into the regular's locker room. "Lemme go!"
"Eh? Why?" Marui let Kirihara go and pushed him over towards a locker. Kirihara noticed that his stuff had been placed in the locker, not only placed but *neatly* placed. That was weird. Kirihara'd just stuffed it all in a cubby before going on to CONQUER THE COURTS (okay, try to conquer, shut up). "Your stuff's already been moved! Now c'mon, shower and change, I'm hungry!" On cue, Marui's stomach gurgled.
"You just ate an entire bento before practice." Jackal sighed, distressed.
"Yeah, and that girl put a lot of effort into it, Bunta-kun!" Niou chirped in a falsely girly voice. "Oh, Bunta-kun! Didn't you appreciate my culinary talents?"
Marui tossed a pair of rolled up socks in Niou's direction, right over Kirihara's head.
"But wait." Kirihara blinked, his brain still not catching up. "Should I be over in the cubbies?" The other first years were crowded around the cubbies, a lot of the second and most of the third years too. Come to think of it, wasn't the regular team this year mainly second years?
Silence fell over the regulars. "…did no one tell the kid?" Niou asked.
"It slipped my mind." The creepy close eyed regular walked by and ruffled Kirhara's hair roughly.
"He-" The guy in the black hat smacked the back of Kirihara's head, forcing him a step forward. Turning to yell at the guy Kirihara found himself facing the sweetest smile ever. And it was on Yukimura's face. Had he thought Yukimura was mean? Naw, he was, like, pretty. "Huh?" What was he going to say?
"Welcome to the team, Kirihara." Yukimura patted Akaya's shoulder, and then walked over to stand by the other two demons, changing out of his clothes. Kirihara kind of stared for a second before Marui jabbed a naked elbow into Kirihara's ribs.
"Change! I'm hungry!"
You know, three fricking times. That was just unfair. Couldn't they have let Kirihara win once? Like, against the grumpy guy in the hat. Or the weird one with closed eyes. Kirihara should totally have been able to take him.
"Oi!" Kirihara half turned before he was blinded by bright pink hair and a cheerful smile. An arm was slung around his sweaty shoulder and then the pink guy (he was a regular, right?) ruffled Kirihara's hair. "So, kid, how you feeling?"
"Tired." Kirihara grumped. His legs were all wobbly. The guy in the hat had made him run *laps*. "Lemme go. I'm sweaty. You have cooties."
The pink haired guy ruffled his hair even harder, forcing Kirihara to duck his head and nearly allowing Kirihara to get away, but then the guy tightened his grip on Kirihara's shoulders. "You're cute. Hey, c'mon, Jackal'll buy us burgers."
"What?" The bald foreign regular asked, turning to give the pink haired one an incredulous look. "Marui, I just got my allowance!"
"You just lost your allowance." The regular with white hair (and wasn't that, like, against school rules?) stated, walking past Marui and Kirihara and ruffling Kirihara's hair roughly, just like Marui had. "Yagyuu and I'll come along too. Right, Yagyuu~"
Yagyuu didn't ruffle Kirihara's hair, but there was something about the way he pushed up his glasses and agreed that had Kirihara shuffling closer to Marui. Marui was kind of safe. He was grabby, but he wasn't like… bald, or weird. Kirihara stuffed Niou and Yagyu into the 'weird' category. They weren't dangerous and mean, like the three demons, but they were definitely weird. Trying to get out of Marui's grip Kirihara found himself dragged into the regular's locker room. "Lemme go!"
"Eh? Why?" Marui let Kirihara go and pushed him over towards a locker. Kirihara noticed that his stuff had been placed in the locker, not only placed but *neatly* placed. That was weird. Kirihara'd just stuffed it all in a cubby before going on to CONQUER THE COURTS (okay, try to conquer, shut up). "Your stuff's already been moved! Now c'mon, shower and change, I'm hungry!" On cue, Marui's stomach gurgled.
"You just ate an entire bento before practice." Jackal sighed, distressed.
"Yeah, and that girl put a lot of effort into it, Bunta-kun!" Niou chirped in a falsely girly voice. "Oh, Bunta-kun! Didn't you appreciate my culinary talents?"
Marui tossed a pair of rolled up socks in Niou's direction, right over Kirihara's head.
"But wait." Kirihara blinked, his brain still not catching up. "Should I be over in the cubbies?" The other first years were crowded around the cubbies, a lot of the second and most of the third years too. Come to think of it, wasn't the regular team this year mainly second years?
Silence fell over the regulars. "…did no one tell the kid?" Niou asked.
"It slipped my mind." The creepy close eyed regular walked by and ruffled Kirhara's hair roughly.
"He-" The guy in the black hat smacked the back of Kirihara's head, forcing him a step forward. Turning to yell at the guy Kirihara found himself facing the sweetest smile ever. And it was on Yukimura's face. Had he thought Yukimura was mean? Naw, he was, like, pretty. "Huh?" What was he going to say?
"Welcome to the team, Kirihara." Yukimura patted Akaya's shoulder, and then walked over to stand by the other two demons, changing out of his clothes. Kirihara kind of stared for a second before Marui jabbed a naked elbow into Kirihara's ribs.
"Change! I'm hungry!"
