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tanithryudoTitle: Never Learn
Series: Psidai AU
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Rating: G
Word Count: 2401
Warnings: OOC-ness, Rikkai (D1) bashing
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all associated characters belong to Konomi-sensei, not me.
Pairings: Shishido/Ohtori, with a bit of Atobe/Tezuka/Fuji and Golden Pair, and hints of MomoRyo if you squinted hard
Summary: At the Nationals in their third year (second year for Ohtori) of high school, the Platinum Pair runs up against Hyotei's doubles-1, and discovers the price of *not* learning from past mistakes.
Never Learn
Shishido Ryou was not usually a patient boy. However, for his Choutarou, he was more than willing to wait the three years it took for the younger boy to make it back into the Regulars team of Hyotei high school. If anything, his frustration in the previous year of playing as Hyotei's Singles-3 had been enough to sweep more than one match at 6-0, leaving his opponents nervous wrecks on the ground.
But now in his third year and Ohtori's second year, they were finally back as a team once more, and in the rankings of the National Tournament at that. But before they could face Seigaku (who had beaten Shitenhouji in the semi-finals) at the finals, Hyotei had to get past Rikkaidai high school in the semi-finals first.
As Doubles-1, they faced the same pair that Seigaku's Golden Pair had defeated the previous year. As the match began, Shishido wasn't worried at all. As fast as those double Laser Beams his opponents had were, he could easily return each and every one of them, dragging the back-and-forth on until he could finally induce someone to hit a lob-- And then Ohtori would step forward with an overhand that carried much of the strength of his famous Scud Serve with it. It was slightly faster than the Laser Beams, which meant that the Platinum Pair were hard pressed to return it.
They won the first game after a tedious 10 minutes.
The second game was Ohtori's serve. Shishido calmly took out a pair of earplugs from his pocket and pressed them into his ears as Ohtori moved into position. Across from him at the net, Niou was about to say something when Ohtori made his serve.
*CRACK!!*
Yagyuu was almost knocked off his feet as the ball sped by his feet, leaving a scortch mark on the floor of the tennis court.
*CRACK!!*
Yagyuu's hands flew up to cover his ears, not even pretending to be ready to return the Scud Serve anymore.
Back at the sidelines were the rest of the Rikkai team was gathered, Kirihara turned wide eyes to their data-man.
"What. Was. That?"
"I see the Scud Serve has finally broken the sound barrier," Yanagi observed calmly. "It was only slightly under that in their last game."
"Having his eardrums attacked by sonic booms can't be good for Yagyuu's equilibrium," noted Sanada solemnly.
Yanagi shrugged. "I warned them. It's not my fault they didn't listen to my precautions." Then, under his breath, he added, "serves them right for still being so careless after last year."
Kirihara, the only one who heard the comment, shot Yanagi a startled look.
Meanwhile, the second game had gone to Hyotei again after a mere minute of play. However, Niou and Yagyuu had decided to get serious also, having removed their wrist guards. They also might have been worried about having to explain another loss at the semi-finals to their most definitely unamused fukubuchou.
With Ohtori as the receiver and Yagyuu at net that round, the Platinum Pair were able to use the more controllable service-return to drive fast-paced Laser Beams right at Ohtori's feet. It took quite a bit of work, but Rikkai was finally able to win their first game.
The fourth game passed by in a similar manner, with the Platinum Pair taking advantage of Shishido's service with quick Laser Beams aimed dangerously close to the net where Ohtori was.
But when service once again rolled back to Yagyuu, the tide of the fight turned again in favor of the Hyotei doubles team. Finally, after another 5 minutes of deuce-advantages, Niou had a quiet word with his partner. Whatever he proposed, Yagyuu at first seemed opposed to it. However, Niou being the persuasion-expert that he was, his partner finally agreed.
Back at the sidelines, Yanagi sighed as he noted the pattern of movements of his teammates. "Bakas. They never learn."
With a blur of synchronized movement, Yagyuu hit a speeding Laser Beam just as Niou moved out from Shishido's line of sight. The ball zipped right past where Niou's head had been and zoomed right to where Shishido's head was... or should have been. Unfortunately, it was pure chance that Shishido had just started to move toward the right, and his rapid foot-speed had already carried him out of the ball's path. Also just as unfortunately, Ohtori had just moved left when his partner moved... right into the path of the incoming ball.
*WHACK*
The speeding ball, with the full force of the Laser Beam behind it, slammed into Ohtori's face. The younger boy was swept off his feet and sent crashing onto the hard ground.
For an endless moment, silence swept the entire arena as everyone stared at the tableau in shock.
"Choutarou!" With a strangled cry, Shishido was the first to recover from his paralysis as he ran to the side of his fallen kouhai.
Back at the Hyotei part of the stands, Atobe was the second to react. "Oshitari!" he yelled, looking around for the member of his doubles-2 pair with the tranquilizing aura. Seeing no sign of the prodigy, he called instead for the hulking form that always shadowed him. "Kabaji! Find Oshitari and bring him! Drag him by the hair if you have to!"
"Usu." The giant immediately turned to do his buchou's bidding.
Back on the courts, a groggy Ohtori was finally being helped into a sitting position by an overly-concerned Shishido. Fortunately, the younger boy's healing powers had allowed him to recover from the blow and broken nose before he had even regained consciousness, thus sparing him most of the pain.
Seeing as how his victim was physically fine, Niou turned to the referee and called, "I think that's our point."
Stuttering, the referee announced, "Game Rikkai, 3-2, change--"
He wasn't able to finish, for Niou's words had suddenly brought the Rikkai duo back to Shishido's attention. At once the ground began to tremble, knocking both Niou and Yagyuu off their feet. The referee squeaked and clung to his chair with a deathgrip as the entire stand threatened to topple over.
Back at the stands, Yanagi buried his head in his hands and ignored the shaking of his seat. Atobe looked around madly for Oshitari--anyone, who could stop the walking earthquake on the courts before they had a Richter-9 on their hands. Suddenly, he spotted a likely candidate for the job and ran up the stands despite the increasingly shaky ground.
Shishido fixed a homicidal glare at the pair who had hurt his Choutarou. "You-- you attacked Choutarou on purpose!" he accused.
"No! No!" Niou automatically protested as he vainly tried to regain his footing. "We weren't trying to hit him! We were aiming at y--er--I mean--wait! WAAHH!"
*CRACK!!*
A monstrous split opened up on the ground in the middle of the tennis court, running neatly down the center from baseline to baseline. The net snapped apart in the middle.
Meanwhile, further back up the stands, one group of spectators for the Hyotei-Rikkai match was watching the events below in morbid awe.
"That was stupid," commented Echizen Ryoma, freshman star of the Seigaku Regulars, as he bodily pulled himself to his feet by clinging to a nearby pole.
"Yeah. You'd think they'd learn after last year," agreed Momoshiro, who was keeping himself upright by the same pole. "You think they'll let the game continue?" he asked Inui, the team strategist.
Inui adjusted his glasses before they were about to be shaken off again. "If no one can calm Shishido down in the next 75 seconds, there is a 95% chance that Hyotei will be forced to default their Doubles-1 and a 65% chance that they will not be allowed to keep playing."
"What?!" Eiji was hopping around from one bench to another in agitation, the only one of the team whose finely tuned sense of balance allowed him to move as lively as normal under the circumstances. "You mean Hyotei might have to forfeit?!"
"I wouldn't mind playing Rikkai again," said Fuji with his usual smile. Except everyone heard the unspoken meaning of 'I wouldn't mind Hyotei losing' in his tone.
"I wouldn't mind either," Oishi agreed unexpectedly. However, there was a strange threatening timbre to his words that made several of his teammates shoot sideways looks at him.
"Oishi-fukubuchou is scaring me," Momo stage-whispered to Echizen.
"That shot must've brought back bad memories," Inui commented.
But further speculation about Oishi's state of mind was halted by a loud call of "Tezuka!" All of a sudden, Atobe appeared in the midst of the Seigaku team members, his hand clamped firmly on their buchou's arm.
"Atobe?" Tezuka asked calmly as the Hyotei buchou began to pull him down the stands.
"What do you mean 'Atobe'? Can't you see what's happening down there?" demanded Atobe, looking slightly harried for once. "Unless you want us to have a Richter-9 earthquake on our hands, do something!"
"Oi! Why should our buchou be responsible for stopping your team member!" demanded Momo.
Inui was the one who answered, since Atobe had already pulled Tezuka beyond hearing distance. "Because he's the only one who can," the data-man replied, his eyes scanning the Hyotei team at the stands and not finding Oshitari.
"I'm going too," Fuji announced coldly as he also started down toward the Hyotei stands.
Everyone else looked at each other and contemplated the thought of a jealous Fuji mixed in with a frazzled Hyotei and a walking timebomb on the courts, and shuddered. Without a word, they followed the fuming tensai down to the lower stands.
By the time they arrived at the bottom, Tezuka had already put a stop to the earthquake, and Atobe was engaged in a heated conversation with the referee and several tournament administration personnel. The buchou of the Rikkai team, Yukimura, had also drifted over to interject the occassional word.
Back on the courts, Ohtori was struggling to keep Shishido from going over to physically pummel the Rikkai players.
Finally, it was announced that the game would continue on the adjacent court in half an hour, allowing the administrators to clean up the debris and dust that had been roused by the earthquake. A warning was issued to Hyotei that if their doubles pair ever acted up again, they would be barred from playing competitively again.
Shishido had to be dragged back to the stands by a coaxing Ohtori and the firm hold of Kabaji, who had finally arrived back with a rumpled Oshitari in tow. Atobe then made him sit next to Oshitari for the entire next half-hour, with the latter's calmness aura on full blast, in the (vain) hopes that it would be enough to keep him calm once the game was back in session.
Meanwhile, Yagyuu and Niou shuffled back to their own stands, only to be soundly berated by Sanada for their lack of common sense. Yanagi's dire predictions did not help either.
"Chances of being hit by Shishido's returns: 85%. Chances of being hit by Ohtori's serves: 20%. Chances of surviving Ohtori's serves: 0.1%. Chances of being hit by Ohtori's serves if he finds out you were aiming for Shishido--"
"Don't say it! Don't say it!" Niou waved his hands in front of Yanagi. "I don't want to know!"
"I always knew your pranks would be the death of me one day," Yagyuu muttered, sounding resigned to fate. He fished around in his bag for a pair of spare glasses to replaced the one that had been cracked by Shishido's wave of destruction.
Kirihara snickered behind his hand. "I am so glad I kicked my habit when I was still in junior high. Too bad you two were too old to learn." He ducked as Niou growled and lunged for him.
All too soon, the half hour was up. Tezuka and Oshitari were asked to remain by the referee's tower, just in case. The game resumed at 3-2 in Rikkai's favor, with Ohtori to serve. Shishido turned around as his kouhai readied himself.
"Choutarou," he called, sounding not at all calm, "aim for their heads!"
"Shishido-san!" Ohtori sounded scandalized, as per usual.
"Che. You know the shot that hit you was aimed at me, right?"
Silence descended on the courts again. A lone gust of wind howled through the silent grounds. Niou visibly gulped and Yagyuu quietly sweated.
"They're going to die, aren't they?" Eiji commented from where he was leaning against the stands next to a nodding Mukahi. He sounded almost sympathetic.
"Aa," agreed Oishi on his other side, sounding not at all sympathetic.
"R.I.P." muttered Echizen under his breath in English as he pulled his hat down. Beside him, Kaidoh gave the younger boy a look.
*CRACK!!*
The sound of the Scud Serve finally broke the eerie silence. Yagyuu jumped at the sound before realizing that his face hadn't been turned into mush. Indeed, the scortch mark had landed mere millimeters away from Niou's feet, and the sonic boom had knocked Niou right off of said feet.
"Fault!"
The next serve landed next to Yagyuu's feet, right outside the baseline, incurring a double-fault and granting the Platinum Pair 15-love. That was the only point they got for the rest of that game.
Back at the stands, Hiyoshi spoke up for his fellow second year. "Ohtori-kun is too gentle to kill anyone," the normally silent boy said. "That's about as much a rebuke as they're going to get from him."
"What a wimp," muttered Mukahi, sounding slightly disappointed.
Eiji snuck a glance at his partner, seeing if Oishi was going to agree to that remark too. However, Oishi only sighed this time, and snaked an arm inobtrusively around his partner's waist. Grinning, Eiji allowed himself to be pulled in for a brief snuggle as they continued to watch the slaughter on the courts.
To their credit (what little they had remaining), the Rikkai doubles team made a valiant effort to regain control of the game. But they still lost handily 4-6 in the face of Shishido's relentless attacks and Ohtori's increasingly strong returns.
In Yanagi's opinion, which he readily voiced when the duo returned to the stands, they were still only lucky to be alive.
Seeing the glare that Shishido was still shooting their way from the Hyotei stands, Yagyuu and Niou were in no position to disagree.
~* Owari *~
Series: Psidai AU
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Rating: G
Word Count: 2401
Warnings: OOC-ness, Rikkai (D1) bashing
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all associated characters belong to Konomi-sensei, not me.
Pairings: Shishido/Ohtori, with a bit of Atobe/Tezuka/Fuji and Golden Pair, and hints of MomoRyo if you squinted hard
Summary: At the Nationals in their third year (second year for Ohtori) of high school, the Platinum Pair runs up against Hyotei's doubles-1, and discovers the price of *not* learning from past mistakes.
Shishido Ryou was not usually a patient boy. However, for his Choutarou, he was more than willing to wait the three years it took for the younger boy to make it back into the Regulars team of Hyotei high school. If anything, his frustration in the previous year of playing as Hyotei's Singles-3 had been enough to sweep more than one match at 6-0, leaving his opponents nervous wrecks on the ground.
But now in his third year and Ohtori's second year, they were finally back as a team once more, and in the rankings of the National Tournament at that. But before they could face Seigaku (who had beaten Shitenhouji in the semi-finals) at the finals, Hyotei had to get past Rikkaidai high school in the semi-finals first.
As Doubles-1, they faced the same pair that Seigaku's Golden Pair had defeated the previous year. As the match began, Shishido wasn't worried at all. As fast as those double Laser Beams his opponents had were, he could easily return each and every one of them, dragging the back-and-forth on until he could finally induce someone to hit a lob-- And then Ohtori would step forward with an overhand that carried much of the strength of his famous Scud Serve with it. It was slightly faster than the Laser Beams, which meant that the Platinum Pair were hard pressed to return it.
They won the first game after a tedious 10 minutes.
The second game was Ohtori's serve. Shishido calmly took out a pair of earplugs from his pocket and pressed them into his ears as Ohtori moved into position. Across from him at the net, Niou was about to say something when Ohtori made his serve.
*CRACK!!*
Yagyuu was almost knocked off his feet as the ball sped by his feet, leaving a scortch mark on the floor of the tennis court.
*CRACK!!*
Yagyuu's hands flew up to cover his ears, not even pretending to be ready to return the Scud Serve anymore.
Back at the sidelines were the rest of the Rikkai team was gathered, Kirihara turned wide eyes to their data-man.
"What. Was. That?"
"I see the Scud Serve has finally broken the sound barrier," Yanagi observed calmly. "It was only slightly under that in their last game."
"Having his eardrums attacked by sonic booms can't be good for Yagyuu's equilibrium," noted Sanada solemnly.
Yanagi shrugged. "I warned them. It's not my fault they didn't listen to my precautions." Then, under his breath, he added, "serves them right for still being so careless after last year."
Kirihara, the only one who heard the comment, shot Yanagi a startled look.
Meanwhile, the second game had gone to Hyotei again after a mere minute of play. However, Niou and Yagyuu had decided to get serious also, having removed their wrist guards. They also might have been worried about having to explain another loss at the semi-finals to their most definitely unamused fukubuchou.
With Ohtori as the receiver and Yagyuu at net that round, the Platinum Pair were able to use the more controllable service-return to drive fast-paced Laser Beams right at Ohtori's feet. It took quite a bit of work, but Rikkai was finally able to win their first game.
The fourth game passed by in a similar manner, with the Platinum Pair taking advantage of Shishido's service with quick Laser Beams aimed dangerously close to the net where Ohtori was.
But when service once again rolled back to Yagyuu, the tide of the fight turned again in favor of the Hyotei doubles team. Finally, after another 5 minutes of deuce-advantages, Niou had a quiet word with his partner. Whatever he proposed, Yagyuu at first seemed opposed to it. However, Niou being the persuasion-expert that he was, his partner finally agreed.
Back at the sidelines, Yanagi sighed as he noted the pattern of movements of his teammates. "Bakas. They never learn."
With a blur of synchronized movement, Yagyuu hit a speeding Laser Beam just as Niou moved out from Shishido's line of sight. The ball zipped right past where Niou's head had been and zoomed right to where Shishido's head was... or should have been. Unfortunately, it was pure chance that Shishido had just started to move toward the right, and his rapid foot-speed had already carried him out of the ball's path. Also just as unfortunately, Ohtori had just moved left when his partner moved... right into the path of the incoming ball.
*WHACK*
The speeding ball, with the full force of the Laser Beam behind it, slammed into Ohtori's face. The younger boy was swept off his feet and sent crashing onto the hard ground.
For an endless moment, silence swept the entire arena as everyone stared at the tableau in shock.
"Choutarou!" With a strangled cry, Shishido was the first to recover from his paralysis as he ran to the side of his fallen kouhai.
Back at the Hyotei part of the stands, Atobe was the second to react. "Oshitari!" he yelled, looking around for the member of his doubles-2 pair with the tranquilizing aura. Seeing no sign of the prodigy, he called instead for the hulking form that always shadowed him. "Kabaji! Find Oshitari and bring him! Drag him by the hair if you have to!"
"Usu." The giant immediately turned to do his buchou's bidding.
Back on the courts, a groggy Ohtori was finally being helped into a sitting position by an overly-concerned Shishido. Fortunately, the younger boy's healing powers had allowed him to recover from the blow and broken nose before he had even regained consciousness, thus sparing him most of the pain.
Seeing as how his victim was physically fine, Niou turned to the referee and called, "I think that's our point."
Stuttering, the referee announced, "Game Rikkai, 3-2, change--"
He wasn't able to finish, for Niou's words had suddenly brought the Rikkai duo back to Shishido's attention. At once the ground began to tremble, knocking both Niou and Yagyuu off their feet. The referee squeaked and clung to his chair with a deathgrip as the entire stand threatened to topple over.
Back at the stands, Yanagi buried his head in his hands and ignored the shaking of his seat. Atobe looked around madly for Oshitari--anyone, who could stop the walking earthquake on the courts before they had a Richter-9 on their hands. Suddenly, he spotted a likely candidate for the job and ran up the stands despite the increasingly shaky ground.
Shishido fixed a homicidal glare at the pair who had hurt his Choutarou. "You-- you attacked Choutarou on purpose!" he accused.
"No! No!" Niou automatically protested as he vainly tried to regain his footing. "We weren't trying to hit him! We were aiming at y--er--I mean--wait! WAAHH!"
*CRACK!!*
A monstrous split opened up on the ground in the middle of the tennis court, running neatly down the center from baseline to baseline. The net snapped apart in the middle.
Meanwhile, further back up the stands, one group of spectators for the Hyotei-Rikkai match was watching the events below in morbid awe.
"That was stupid," commented Echizen Ryoma, freshman star of the Seigaku Regulars, as he bodily pulled himself to his feet by clinging to a nearby pole.
"Yeah. You'd think they'd learn after last year," agreed Momoshiro, who was keeping himself upright by the same pole. "You think they'll let the game continue?" he asked Inui, the team strategist.
Inui adjusted his glasses before they were about to be shaken off again. "If no one can calm Shishido down in the next 75 seconds, there is a 95% chance that Hyotei will be forced to default their Doubles-1 and a 65% chance that they will not be allowed to keep playing."
"What?!" Eiji was hopping around from one bench to another in agitation, the only one of the team whose finely tuned sense of balance allowed him to move as lively as normal under the circumstances. "You mean Hyotei might have to forfeit?!"
"I wouldn't mind playing Rikkai again," said Fuji with his usual smile. Except everyone heard the unspoken meaning of 'I wouldn't mind Hyotei losing' in his tone.
"I wouldn't mind either," Oishi agreed unexpectedly. However, there was a strange threatening timbre to his words that made several of his teammates shoot sideways looks at him.
"Oishi-fukubuchou is scaring me," Momo stage-whispered to Echizen.
"That shot must've brought back bad memories," Inui commented.
But further speculation about Oishi's state of mind was halted by a loud call of "Tezuka!" All of a sudden, Atobe appeared in the midst of the Seigaku team members, his hand clamped firmly on their buchou's arm.
"Atobe?" Tezuka asked calmly as the Hyotei buchou began to pull him down the stands.
"What do you mean 'Atobe'? Can't you see what's happening down there?" demanded Atobe, looking slightly harried for once. "Unless you want us to have a Richter-9 earthquake on our hands, do something!"
"Oi! Why should our buchou be responsible for stopping your team member!" demanded Momo.
Inui was the one who answered, since Atobe had already pulled Tezuka beyond hearing distance. "Because he's the only one who can," the data-man replied, his eyes scanning the Hyotei team at the stands and not finding Oshitari.
"I'm going too," Fuji announced coldly as he also started down toward the Hyotei stands.
Everyone else looked at each other and contemplated the thought of a jealous Fuji mixed in with a frazzled Hyotei and a walking timebomb on the courts, and shuddered. Without a word, they followed the fuming tensai down to the lower stands.
By the time they arrived at the bottom, Tezuka had already put a stop to the earthquake, and Atobe was engaged in a heated conversation with the referee and several tournament administration personnel. The buchou of the Rikkai team, Yukimura, had also drifted over to interject the occassional word.
Back on the courts, Ohtori was struggling to keep Shishido from going over to physically pummel the Rikkai players.
Finally, it was announced that the game would continue on the adjacent court in half an hour, allowing the administrators to clean up the debris and dust that had been roused by the earthquake. A warning was issued to Hyotei that if their doubles pair ever acted up again, they would be barred from playing competitively again.
Shishido had to be dragged back to the stands by a coaxing Ohtori and the firm hold of Kabaji, who had finally arrived back with a rumpled Oshitari in tow. Atobe then made him sit next to Oshitari for the entire next half-hour, with the latter's calmness aura on full blast, in the (vain) hopes that it would be enough to keep him calm once the game was back in session.
Meanwhile, Yagyuu and Niou shuffled back to their own stands, only to be soundly berated by Sanada for their lack of common sense. Yanagi's dire predictions did not help either.
"Chances of being hit by Shishido's returns: 85%. Chances of being hit by Ohtori's serves: 20%. Chances of surviving Ohtori's serves: 0.1%. Chances of being hit by Ohtori's serves if he finds out you were aiming for Shishido--"
"Don't say it! Don't say it!" Niou waved his hands in front of Yanagi. "I don't want to know!"
"I always knew your pranks would be the death of me one day," Yagyuu muttered, sounding resigned to fate. He fished around in his bag for a pair of spare glasses to replaced the one that had been cracked by Shishido's wave of destruction.
Kirihara snickered behind his hand. "I am so glad I kicked my habit when I was still in junior high. Too bad you two were too old to learn." He ducked as Niou growled and lunged for him.
All too soon, the half hour was up. Tezuka and Oshitari were asked to remain by the referee's tower, just in case. The game resumed at 3-2 in Rikkai's favor, with Ohtori to serve. Shishido turned around as his kouhai readied himself.
"Choutarou," he called, sounding not at all calm, "aim for their heads!"
"Shishido-san!" Ohtori sounded scandalized, as per usual.
"Che. You know the shot that hit you was aimed at me, right?"
Silence descended on the courts again. A lone gust of wind howled through the silent grounds. Niou visibly gulped and Yagyuu quietly sweated.
"They're going to die, aren't they?" Eiji commented from where he was leaning against the stands next to a nodding Mukahi. He sounded almost sympathetic.
"Aa," agreed Oishi on his other side, sounding not at all sympathetic.
"R.I.P." muttered Echizen under his breath in English as he pulled his hat down. Beside him, Kaidoh gave the younger boy a look.
*CRACK!!*
The sound of the Scud Serve finally broke the eerie silence. Yagyuu jumped at the sound before realizing that his face hadn't been turned into mush. Indeed, the scortch mark had landed mere millimeters away from Niou's feet, and the sonic boom had knocked Niou right off of said feet.
"Fault!"
The next serve landed next to Yagyuu's feet, right outside the baseline, incurring a double-fault and granting the Platinum Pair 15-love. That was the only point they got for the rest of that game.
Back at the stands, Hiyoshi spoke up for his fellow second year. "Ohtori-kun is too gentle to kill anyone," the normally silent boy said. "That's about as much a rebuke as they're going to get from him."
"What a wimp," muttered Mukahi, sounding slightly disappointed.
Eiji snuck a glance at his partner, seeing if Oishi was going to agree to that remark too. However, Oishi only sighed this time, and snaked an arm inobtrusively around his partner's waist. Grinning, Eiji allowed himself to be pulled in for a brief snuggle as they continued to watch the slaughter on the courts.
To their credit (what little they had remaining), the Rikkai doubles team made a valiant effort to regain control of the game. But they still lost handily 4-6 in the face of Shishido's relentless attacks and Ohtori's increasingly strong returns.
In Yanagi's opinion, which he readily voiced when the duo returned to the stands, they were still only lucky to be alive.
Seeing the glare that Shishido was still shooting their way from the Hyotei stands, Yagyuu and Niou were in no position to disagree.
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Date: 2010-09-13 05:33 am (UTC)