Hot spring accident part 1

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Morning came and the sun just shines brightly in the cloudless sky, birds are happily flying and the regulars are now awake doing their morning exercise in the tennis court. "So how is everyone's night?" Oishi asked with a smile as they jog around the court for the ninth time.

"Good…if only a certain someone stopped whizzing while they sleep," Momoshiro said as he turn and look at Kaidoh who in return look at him with annoyance as well.

"Fsshh…atleast I don't sleep with a snore sounding like a train," Kaidoh mumbled to himself and continued jogging. Eiji, upon hearing Kaidoh's remark on Momoshiro sweat dropped.

"I didn't sleep that well, Coach was snoring so loud. But I didn't complain for who knows what she will do when she heard me say it," Inui said and Kawamura who happens to be at Inui's side nodded, he then muttered "I'm just glad we survive Inui." Just when they were on their last round of jogging, Eiji remembered something.

The red haired sempai smiled and said, "Well I sleep well last night because Oishi is my roommate. By the way…how is your sleep Ochibi?" Upon mentioning Ryoma's name, everyone looked at him with curiosity, some were looking at him with a smirk and even Tezuka seems to be interested at the subject that he glance sideways at him.

The tennis prince sweat dropped and asked in his usual voice, "Why is everyone interested to know that?"

"Well for one, you're in the same room with Coach's Granddaughter right? So how did it go?" Eiji asked. Ryoma sigh, he couldn't get out of the situation when his sempais were all like this.

The regulars were all waiting when Tezuka said, "We're finished. Let's have a break first, after that we will play tennis." The regulars nodded and drank water while others sat on the benches, they were all sweating and tired from the exercise that they didn't speak for a moment.

"So, how did it went Echizen?" Momo asked and again everyone waited for the tennis prodigy to answer.

"Fine" was the only reply of the tennis prince, after that he stood and began walking away from the tennis court.

"Eh? That's all he can say? Mah, Ochibi is being selfish," Eiji said with a pout.

"Well he is that kind of guy," Momo said and everyone except Fuji and Tezuka sigh in disappointment.

"Ne, Tezuka. Let's go for a walk and talk" Fuji muttered with a smile as he went towards their captain's side and Tezuka nodded.

When the two were alone in a place near the court, Tezuka began to spoke. "Is it alright to you with the situation we have now?" he asked and Fuji smiled as he lean on one of the tree's trunk.

"As long as Sakuno's happy and nothing goes intimate between her and Echizen," the tennis genius said as he opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

Meanwhile, Ryoma was resting under a shade of a tree when he heard a voice. "Ryoma-sama! You're here," the voice said and the tennis prodigy turn to look at the direction where the voice was coming from. Upon founding out the owner's voice, he sigh. Tomoka was running towards him while dragging a certain someone as that someone tries to pace up with Tomoka while carrying a basket.

"Ryoma-sama, are you hungry? Me and Sakuno brought foods for everyone," Tomoka said happily as she sat on the left side of Ryoma.

The tennis prince replied, "Thanks but I still have practice. You can deliver that to the court for everyone to eat. Bye" Ryoma after saying those words stood up, and began walking away from the two girls as he wipes the sweat on his neck.

When the tennis prodigy was gone, Tomoka squealed. "Kyaa! Isn't Ryoma-sama more handsome when he's soaked in sweat? What do you think Sakuno?"

The auburn haired girl was standing in front of Tomoka, she didn't hear her best friend's question as her mind was occupied by many thoughts. Ryoma-kun today seems to be avoiding me, is he angry with me? what did I do? Mou…Ryoma-kun, Sakuno thought and frowned afterwards. Suddenly the auburn haired girl was brought back to reality when she heard her best friend's voice calling her.

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