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PoT: Rokkaku, Tennis and FujiRokkaku, Tennis and Fuji
You close your eyes a little as the warm, evening sun beats down upon your face. Your team have just finished their intensive beach practice and your arms are sore and aching. You wish some days, that you didn't live in an area that was quite so sunny; then you remember that England exists; a beach that is perpetually freezing, and all thought of hating the sun is wiped from your memories.
Your team are chattering away, Kentaro-kun talking eagerly with Satoshi and Ryou near the front, Itsuki watching his surroundings with barely hidden curiousity, Bane beating up Davide… all very usual for Rokkaku Chuu.
You smile a little. You love Chiba and you love your school. Playing here has been your dream since being a child and actually being the Vice-Captain of this team, is something you didn't think that you would ever reach. You want nothing more than to reach the Nationals currently, and it certainly looks like it will end up being that way.PoT: Rokkaku, Tennis and Fuji by ~Arysthae-niru

PoT: MisunderstandingsMisunderstandings
AN: Based on real events. Yes, I have weird friends. And it's another Rikkaidai fic. Seigaku will always be my favourite team, but because they got the most character development in canon, writing about the other teams is way more fun.
It was perhaps the warmest day of the summer season yet, but that wasn't going to stop Rikkaidai's tennis team from practicing. If anything, it made them practice harder, especially with the ever-looming Nationals above their heads.
"I'm exhausted!" said Marui, as they all trooped into the changing rooms, practically dripping with sweat at 6pm, after three hours of intense practise.
"You barely played at all, Marui-senpai." said Kirihara, accusingly, from where he was wringing out his hair onto the changing room floors. "You were drilling the non-regulars for the first two hours, then you were against the machines."
"Didn't stop it being hard," Marui, as he stripped off his shirt, to find his school-clothes. "Do PoT: Misunderstandings by ~Arysthae-niru

PoT: Rikkaidai's Lack of CoachRikkaidai's Lack of a Coach
Sanada wondered some days, whether Rikkaidai's tennis team needed a coach. Many of the other schools in the region had coaches, such as Seigaku, Hyotei, Rokkaku and Yamabuki, but Rikkaidai was one of few schools who conspicuously lacked one.
He had to admit, maybe it would be in their best interests to get one. With Yukimura in hospital, Sanada was in charge of all 50 Rikkaidai members, regular and not. As it was, it was difficult enough to keep the Regulars out of trouble, let alone the non-regulars.
Sanada crossed his arms over his chest from where he was sitting on the bench sidelines, watching everyone train inside the gym. He was constantly alert and couldn't let himself get distracted at all. In fact, he barely ever trained himself at school, when it came to tennis, because he was so busy making sure that everyone was actually doing what they're supposed to.
He could only be grateful that some members of his team were actually obedientPoT: Rikkaidai's Lack of Coach by ~Arysthae-niru

Aishiteru- Wait For Me (Secret Santa in desc.)Title: Aishiteru- Wait For Me

Character(s): Sengoku Kiyosumi

Summary: Chizukaru Ori wanted to give Sengoku Kiyosumi a present he would always remember and now he tries to forget what he saw the year before now. And it's ALL narrated by Death himself.
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"Wait for me..."

"I'll be waiting, Kiyosumi..."
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Sengoku was spaced out and his mind wandered around. All he could think of was today, but last year. Today was a rather sad day for him and it didn't help that the date was just 4 days before Christmas. All he could do was stare around his house that was decorated like a traditional Japanese Christmas. Some tAishiteru- Wait For Me (Secret Santa in desc.) by ~SakooriUxiegirl44

Mitsukawabi GakuenTennis no Oujisama: Mitsukawabi Gakuen

Prologo

Tirava una leggera brezza, quel pomeriggio, tipico di quel periodo autunnale che indicava la fine dell'estate.
Le foglie stavano già iniziando a mutare il colore e a depositarsi sul terreno che circondava gli alberi, gli uccelli avevano iniziato a migrare verso luoghi più caldi, mentre altri animali si preparavano per il letargo.

In un piccolo parco della città, si trovava un campo da tennis circondato da una piccola boscaglia che in quel periodo era più splendida che mai, almeno per Kunimitsu che in quel momento si stava allenando.
Quel posto su di lui aveva sempreMitsukawabi Gakuen by ~Bleastvampire

Quando si e' bambini e' tutto piu' semplice...Prologo
Quando si è bambini è tutto più semplice, vero Tezuka?
Ti ricordi vero com'era facile interagire allora?
Ti ricordi com'era bello giocare assieme nel nostro luogo segreto?
Io non ho dimenticato nulla di tutto questo.
Non ho dimenticato mai un solo istante che ho passato in tua compagnia.

Da adulti diventa tutto così difficile.
Consci dei propri doveri ci siamo allontanati per anni.
È stato tutto così difficile senza poterti vedere.
Ti ho pensato ogni giorno.

Non potendo più nascondere quello che provavamo abbiamo incominciato a rivederci.
Abbiamo perso il controllo.
Biamo caduti in prQuando si e' bambini e' tutto piu' semplice... by ~Bleastvampire

PoT drabbles - outlaws of loveoutlaws of love

| prompt: 002 – love |

we’ve left a trail of broken hearts and homes in our wake, but I know we’ll make it somehow.

[Tezuka/Fuji]

warning: yaoi (boy/boy) fluff ahead.

-x-

A resounding slap pierced the air.

Kunimitsu turned his head back to face his father, a red handprint mark marring his left cheek. Behind the imposing man stood Kunimitsu’s mother and grandfather, who gazed at him with such vile disappointment that the stoic young lad could feel himself die a little more inside.

“You are not my son,” Kuniharu announced coldly. “I have no love for this unfilial, ill-disciplinedPoT drabbles - outlaws of love by ~aozorastage

Forbidden Bonds Ch.1: FamilyAuthors note: Incest funnnnnnn! Only sad thing is, I don't really want to incorporate tennis into this story even though there is a school environment. Like come on, I love tennis and all, but the anime offers us all the tennis we need.=D Enjoy! Review if you wanna pass the love. <3
Warning: Tezuka is going 2 b a teeny bit ooc in the family environment..who really is totally serious with family? Plus..he has 2 be, but he'll be the Tezuka we know in school.

Pale, thin hands slowly flip through a blue photo album, pausing on every page. A well defined face looks towards the clock sighing lightly. *It's still too early, I shouldn't have wokForbidden Bonds Ch.1: Family by ~Kvhottie336

Looking from Afar Ch1: EnemiesAuthors Note: Ryoma is OOC—yes it hurts me too, but I just made him a bit more..hmm accepting of his popularity (the cockiness was always there) and a bit more badass. OH and he isn't short anymore—come on u guys, he HAD to go through puberty and grow taller. And he's the same age as Tezuka—YES YES IM SORRY IM MAKING SO MANY CHANGES..I NEED IT FOR THE PLOT. And I did play around with the original P.O.T plotline—meaning I rook some events that happened there and used them here..but changed.

Disclaimer: Sadly, none of these babies are mine.

People often say, look at the bright side of things. Think of the glassLooking from Afar Ch1: Enemies by ~Kvhottie336

That's why Oresama likes blue instead of red.Title: That's why Oresama likes blue instead of red.Author: PetiteFee24Rating: PGGenre: General, Crack Humour.Pairing: Hits of Tezu/Fuji and TezuAto, if you narrow your eyes enough you can see it.Word count:3,580Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis, I wish I do… or at least one of those boys.Summary: Atobe. Fuji. Tezuka. Germany. Cupcakes and wolves. This is as close to the Red Riding Hood story as Tenipuri is close to actual tennis.

~o~

There had been a problem in one of the Atobe enterprises in Germany, and as expected, it had been solved promptly by the best firm of attorneys that money could buy within a few hours. NonetheleThat's why Oresama likes blue instead of red. by ~PetiteFee24

Because of what I once was...The tennis ball went whizzing across the court, almost faster than anyone could track. At the last second the receiver noticed the yellow blur, but before he could even think to react there was the sharp clink of the ball impacting against the fence behind him.

Across the court, Yukimura Seiichi lowered his racket. "I believe that is the end of this match." There was a moment of silence in the courts then his opponent cleared his throat.

"Y..yeah," the man, a high schooler, said shakily. Yukimura had to acknowledge that he came forward to shake his hand and congratulate him on a match well played with far more grace than half his older oBecause of what I once was... by ~Plantress

Then...Title: Then...
Rating: PG (mild swearing)
Characters: Hiyoshi, Gakuto, Oshitari, Shishido, references to other Hyoutei members
Summary: It's an idea that's been done before, I know, but set a year later, Hiyoshi struggling with the pressures of being Buchou.
Word count: ~2500
Notes: I wrote this mostly to prove I can't write D: ...Actually, I started this some time last year, thinking I could write, but then realized that maybe struggling to complete the thing meant that I wasn't cut out for it. You can even sort of tell I picked it up a long while later because it sort of dies at the end xD;

To all those amazing fic writers out there! Then... by ~Perimones

There was YouAt first he was just annoyed by the teasing from his pinkhaired sempai. Then the older got too much to do to play around with him and he realized he missed it. Now, every so often, the raven would glance at the bubbly boy, taking more notice of everything about him. More and more. It was just weird. Why would he be so interested in Marui?

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Akaya frowned down at his test. It would be really noisy at practice today, nagging at him. He leaned his cheek on his table, staring at the bright read 18. It was even worse than before. He was doomed. He wouldn't be allowed to go to tennis practice until he made a re-test. And manage to not fail.

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HThere was You by ~Tezzino

PoT: SleepNiou was tired, tired as hell. He rolled over on the bed, crashing into Yanagi. The brunette wrapped his arm around his waist, pulling him even closer.
"What are you so worried about?" he asked the whitehaired teen, who was now fidgetting restlessly.
"Nothing at all." Niou said, forcing himself not to move. He moved so he could burry his face in the other's neck. Yanagi ran his fingers through Niou's messy hair. Niou closed his eyes, feeling himself getting calmer when the taller boy brushed his fingers against his scalp,

Niou wouldn't say it out loud, but he could only really relax when he felt fingers in his hair. He knew it was weird, nPoT: Sleep by ~Tezzino

PoT: Be Your DrugsKenya looked at the time and sighed. Would class ever end? Couldn't something happen?

The door was opened with a bang, and the students looked to the back of the room. A boy in an unknown schooluniform walked into the classroom, looking around, then walking towards one of the students.
"Rikkaidai's Niou-kun?" Shiraishi asked, about to rise from his chair when the whitehaired boy came to a stop in front of his desk. "What are you doing in Osak-"
The class stared wideeyed at Niou, who had suddenly crashed this lips down on the young captain in a passionate kiss. He licked the other's lips, asking for entrance, and Shiraishi, who felt his knePoT: Be Your Drugs by ~Tezzino

PoT: Soap is EVILYuuji hummed a happy tune as he walked towards the showers in Shitenhouji chuu's tennis club's changingroom. As he didn't look where he walked, he slipped on a bar of soap that lay on the floor, after having fallen off it's correct place when Kenya and Kintarou had raced each other around the room.

He fell right onto an unfortunate Zaizen, who collapsed under the sudden weight. The younger's eyes were wide open in surprise, and it didn't help that when he turned his head, he found Yuuji's face mere centimeters from his own.

He cursed his hormones inwardly, as a prominent blush spread on his cheeks. "Ano, sempai.. Could you get off?" he askePoT: Soap is EVIL by ~Tezzino

PoT: Watching the RainIt was raining, and Shishido sat in the widow, looking at the rain fizzeling down on the street. He watched the people hurry for cover at the sudden rain not mentioned on the weather forecast, a child at maybe five jumping happily in the puddles.

He spotted a silver head among the crowd hurrying over the road, and followed the figure with his eyes. Choutarou.

He hurried for the door, already waiting when his boyfriend put the key in the lock.

He wrapped his arms around the taller man.
"Ryou?" the soft voice of Ootori Choutarou asked. "Is something wrong?" Shishido was not usually this foreward, most of the time, at least.
"I just.. missePoT: Watching the Rain by ~Tezzino

Hanakotoba 01 Gardenia"…"

Marui sighed as he collapsed onto the floor, listening to the commotion outside die away. Practice had long since been over for the day, but he retired to the clubroom after nearly everyone had left, trying to make use of the last of the lingering sunlight. He was slightly surprised on how enjoyable it was, just hitting around, now that the pressure of winning was removed and he was allowed to just play. Now that the season was over. The tournaments done. His last year here coming to a close. Pulling his legs closer to his body, Marui traced a shapeless path around in the dust of the clubroom floor as the silence settled in.

A soHanakotoba 01 Gardenia by ~Perimones

Great kaitou Tsubame chap 6Two
February 20th, London

Tezuka had held his eyes closely on Fuji for the last 2 weeks. He didn't struck him as very unnatural. He was just a nice boy who was very good with a camera.
Was Tezuka thinking biased? Was it just that he wanted to know the truth?
Why would it bother him, anyway? It's the job of the police to find out about his identity, not that of a reporter. If Tsubame's identity would become known, Tezuka'd even lose the job of this case....
In the end, Tezuka just had to admit in defeat: He simply wanted to know more about Tsubame.

"Wahhh... This place sure is spacious." Fuji commented as they set foot in the st. Paul's Great kaitou Tsubame chap 6 by ~UmiHoshi

Great kaitou Tsubame chap 5Justice
February 4th 1940, London

Had Tsubame failed? The pendant was clearly still there.
Mizuki chuckled in triumph.
"As expected, that filthy thief couldn't do a thing! And it can't be a fake, I recognize this pendant out of anywhere."
Tezuka doubted, but walked up to Mizuki. "may I see it for a second?"
Mizuki replied with a snobbish grunt. "And what if you're actually Tsubame, trying to steal it the moment you have it in your hands?"
"At that moment, your men can easily overpower me. And even if they can't, you've all seen my face." Tezuka held his reporters badge towards Mizuki as a conferment of his ID and a valid reason of wantGreat kaitou Tsubame chap 5 by ~UmiHoshi

Great kaitou Tsubame chap 3Bird from the sky
January 14th 1940, London

Tezuka had seen it happen clearly. From his location, he hoped he had been the only one. But where to go from now?
Again, Tezuka took the fire case, wondering if this pattern would someday get him into trouble.
He had a fair idea of where Tsubame might have fallen down. Working his way through the rain, he tried to leave the scene unnoticed.
From there, he head towards the Tower bridge.
Looking left and right, Tezuka felt a certain rush in his chest. He had only seen the thief in action twice, but knowing he might be wounded made Tezuka feel uneasy.
Tezuka ran. Not exactly knowing where to heGreat kaitou Tsubame chap 3 by ~UmiHoshi

Great kaitou Tsubame chap 4Cold Night
January 15th 1940, London

The house Tezuka entered reeked unpleasantly sweet. It was a large and old building. The house of Osakada Tomoka was clearly set to the liking of an adolescent lady.
And as Tezuka met Tomoka, he found out that she was indeed..... adolescent.
"Kya! I just can't wait to finally meet Tsubame-sama! He's like my hero! I just can't wait!"
For 2 hours straight after that, she just kept on blabbing about everything and nothing. About how she had learned about Tsubame and that she had started a fanclub. How much she loves Tsubame. How he'd definitely fall in love with her when they meet. And so on, and so fortGreat kaitou Tsubame chap 4 by ~UmiHoshi

Great kaitou Tsubame chap 1

February 12th 1955, Lundy

Where should I begin with this story?
I, of all people, should know it best, no?
Fore this is my story. The story of a young reporter and an unforgettable meeting.
If I tell you the name of phantom thief the Swallow, I don't doubt some of you might remember that name. Though I will not be as vain as to believe that the real story will ring a bell immediately.
Actually, I believe that there are only few who know the truth. For instance, no one these days recalls that his true name was 'Tsubame'. For both he and I were Japanese. Something no longer very acceptable in the London of these days.
But I'm drifting offGreat kaitou Tsubame chap 1 by ~UmiHoshi

Great kaitou Tsubame chap 2Starting the chase
January 7th 1940, London

The London Times came out freshly this morning. Within it was Tezuka's article. Perhaps not on the front page, but it had a fair amount of space on the second page. Tezuka receive a friendly pat on the back by Yagyuu and a 'V' from Niou. Sanada was also very contempt about his work.
"Good job, Tezuka."
"It wasn't that wonderful, sir." Tezuka grunted. He hadn't slept well and he wasn't able to write as much as he had wanted.
"No need to be modest, Tezuka. In fact, I had a talk with the director."
"With Yukimura-san? Is his health alright to work?"
Sanada paused over the painful subject, then lGreat kaitou Tsubame chap 2 by ~UmiHoshi

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