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[Apr. 13th, 2006|10:53 pm]

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Rikkai gets high. Crack, gen, Atobe. Also, I love Atobe, even if it doesn't seem like it apsoefij.

"Look what I found in my locker!" Marui shouts as he runs into the dressing room, holding a brightly wrapped box above his head. "Brownies from a secret admirer!"

"You have a secret admirer?" Niou asks skeptically as he pulls on a wig and reaches for Yagyuu's glasses.

"Yeah, listen to the card: 'Happy Birthday, Marui, here are some homebaked treats for you and your teammates! Have a great day, Your Number One Fan.'"

"'And your teammates?'" a now completely disguised Niou says, reaching into the box. "Don't mind if I do!"

Sanada steps forward and swats Niou's hand away. "No one is eating these now," he announces in a strict tone.

"Excuse me?" Marui exclaims, outraged. "They're my brownies, I can do whatever I want with them. And I say we eat them now."

"First of all," Sanada explains in exasperation. "We have a match against Hyotei in an hour, we're not stuffing our faces right before an important game. And secondly, you don't even know where these came from."

"Just to let you know, Mom," Marui replies agitatedly. "I always stuff my face before a match. And just because you don't have a Number One Fan doesn't mean you have to question mine."

"Sanada," Yukimura says quickly. "I'm sure they're fine and besides, we could all use the extra energy."

Sanada crosses his arms over his chest and huffs angrily. "Fine, but I'm not touching them."

"More for us," Kirihara says, sticking his tongue out before grabbing a brownie and shoving it in his mouth.

Sanada angrily throws his bag over his shoulder and storms out in the direction of the bus.

---

Sanada first notices something is wrong when Kirihara turns around in his seat to stare at Sanada through glassy red eyes.

"Mentally preparing for the match?" Sanada asks, vaguely recalling the other boy's game with Fuji.

Kirihara blinks. "Huh?"

"The match," Sanada says slowly. "Against Hyotei," he tries again when Kirihara just stares at him blankly. "The one we're going to be playing in about twenty minutes?"

"Ohhh, the match." Kirihara says, finally understanding. "Yeah, what about it?"

"I asked if you were mentally preparing yourself for it," Sanada repeats, frowning slightly.

"Of course I am." Kirihara replies. "Hyotei doesn't stand a chance against my-" He trails off as his eyes focus on a fly buzzing above Sanada's head.

"Your what?" Sanada prompts, trying to regain Kirihara's attention. "Akaya!" he shouts when his question ellicits no reaction.

"Huh?" Kirihara says, mouth hanging open as his eyes move to follow the bug's erratic path.

Sanada's angry reply is cut short by a gasp from the back of the bus.

He turns to see a horrified Niou staring at an equally disturbed Yagyuu. "Oh my god," Niou breathes, reaching out to touch Yagyuu's silver wig with a shaking hand. "It's me." Niou squeezes his eyes shut in confusion.

"But if you're me," he says slowly. "Then who," Niou points a finger towards himself. "Am I?"

"You're me." Yagyuu says in a terrified whisper, gesturing at the glasses resting on his partner's face.

"But how can I be you?"

Yagyuu just shakes his head in silent anguish.

"What if I'm actually not you, but me? What if 'you' is me?" Niou asks with growing anxiety. "What if all this time, I was just pretending to be Niou when I'm supposed to be Yagyuu. What if my life as 'Niou' was just a figment of my imagination?" Niou clutches his head in agony. "What if our entire lives have been one big lie?

Yagyuu's eyes widen with shock. "Oh my god," he gasps. "How will we tell our parents? Do you think they already know? Am I going to have to fail all my classes, now that I'm you?"

Sanada stares incredulously at the blubbering pair.

"Uh, guys?" He asks cautiously. "Is this a joke?"

Two heads turn to glare at him.

"A joke?" Yagyuu whispers. "You think the fact that our entire lives have been turned upside down is a joke? You fucking asshole!"

"Oh my god," Niou says, turning back to his partner. "That's totally something I would have said. You are me."

Sanada swallows nervously as the pair gape wordlessly at each other. Half of his team appears to have gone completely and utterly insane and Sanada, who has never really been able to control them under normal circumstances, is in no way prepared to deal with this new development. Wiping sweaty palms on his jersey, he stands up and heads to the front of the bus where Yukimura and Yanagi always sit. When problems arise, Sanada has learned, always go to Yukimura.

He is halfway down the aisle when a hand shoots out and grabs his wrist.

"Help," Marui groans loudly, clutching his stomach. "I'm starving. I've never been this hungry. I think my stomach is trying to eat my kidney. My poor, innocent, tasty kidney."

"Uh, why don't you just ask Jackal for some candy bars or something," Sanada says, swallowing his growing terror.

"Sleeping," Marui says tearfully and points across the aisle to a softly snoring Jackal. "The pain," he whines, bending over. "I can't make it much longer." He peers up at Sanada, pupils eerily dilated. "Don't let me die," he pleads. "I'm too young to go."

"I'll see if Yukimura has anything, okay?" Sanada nervously slides his arm out of Marui's grip. "And uh, stay strong. Rikkai leaves no man behind. Or something." He gives Marui a strained smile before practically sprinting to the front of the bus.

He stops short at the sight that greets him.

Yukimura and Yanagi are facing each other, each doubled over and giggling hysterically.

"Read it to hi-him," Yukimura hiccups when he sees Sanada. Yanagi looks down at his data filled notebook and gasps for air.

"Okay, ready? Okay," he says, trying to regain his composure. "Atobe's special shot," Yanagi reads and a grin begins to spread across his face. "Is the Rondo towards Destruction," he finishes in a high pitched voice before he and Yukimura burst into hysterical laughter.

Sanada resists the urge to scream and runs back to his seat.

"What's wrong with him?" Yanagi asks, genuinely perplexed as he wipes the tears from his eyes.

"Who knows?" Yukimura replies and shrugs before smiling stupidly. "Come on," he says, giggling slightly. "Read it again."

---

Atobe is pacing impatiently when the Rikkai regulars finally come stumbling onto the courts.

"What took you so long?" He barks, stalking up to Yukimura.

Yukimura opens his mouth to answer when Yanagi whispers something that sounds suspiciously like "Rondo towards Destruction" and the two Rikkai players collapse into a fit of giggles.

An extremely disheveled Sanada steps forward and begins apologizing in a weary tone.

"I'm so sorry," he says in defeat. "I think we're just going to have to forfeit. They ate some brownies before the match and I think there was something strange in them and, I don't know, Marui just showed up with them, said he got them for his birthda-"

Sanada is cut off by a high pitched squeal.

"He ate them? Did he like them? Oh my gosh, I can't believe he actually ate them, I'm so honored!" An excited Jiroh blubbers happily.

"You gave him those brownies?" Sanada grinds out, turning to glare at the blonde.

"Well, yeah!" Jiroh exclaims, beaming. "I came up with the idea all by myself, it being Marui's birthday and all, isn't that nice of me? And then Atobe suggested we add an extra ingredient to make them super special, wasn't that generous of him?"

Sanada turns back to Atobe, grinding his teeth together in rage.

"It was his idea to make enough for the entire team, too! He said Marui would probably want to eat them on the ride here and that the rest of the team would probably want some, so why not make enough for everyo-"

"Eh he, thank you, Jiroh," Atobe says, hastily putting a hand over the smaller boy's mouth. "Well, uh," he says, grinning nervously. "We graciously accept your forfeit and wish you the best of luck with the rest of your season. Hope your team feels better!" Atobe hurridly turns to leave but Sanada grabs him by the collar.

"I think what you meant to say," Sanada says with a menacing glare. "Is that you graciously offer your forfeit."

Atobe glances down at the fists clutching his jersey and raises an eyebrow. "Trying to get your hands on me in any way possible? And," Atobe says with a smirk, gesturing at a giggling Yukimura, "with your boyfriend only a few feet away? I know I'm irrestible, but I'd have thought you could show a little more self contro-"

"ATOBE," Sanada roars and everyone falls silent. "You are going to forfeit and then you are going to fuck off, do you understand?"

Atobe begins to leer but Sanada cuts him off.

"Do. You. Understand."

"Whatever," Atobe says finally and shrugs. "It's just one match and we'll cream you in the next tournament anyways. Besides, I always donate to charity cases."

Sanada huffs angrily but releases his hold on Atobe's jersey.

"Come on, we're leaving," he says, stalking past his confused team before marching back onto the bus.

---

"What happened?" Jackal asks some time later as the bus heads back to Rikkai.

"We won," Sanada says simply and stares out the window.

"See? I told you eating those brownies wouldn't affect our game," Yukimura laughs. "Not that I actually remember playing a game." He says slowly and frowns. "Did we even play? Come to think of it, the entire afternoon is kind of a blur."

"Whatever, we won!" Kirihara shouts happily. "Always win Rikkai Dai, right Sanada?"

Sanada merely closes his eyes and sinks lower into his seat.

I should have joined the Kendo team instead, he thinks vaguely before falling asleep.

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2006-04-14 03:59 am (UTC)

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That. Was. AWESOME!

*is dead of giggling with glee*