 MadHatter 2008-08-28 . chapter 1 I think you should do a small Omake. I think it should go kinda like this. But, you can do it how ever you like. It'll be great.
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Omake.
Ryoma walked up to Tezuka and Oishi the next day at practice. "I hate you," He said. The two both looked at him and Oishi was pointing to himself. "No, not you Oishi-sempai. You!" He said poking Tezuka-buchou in the chest.
"Why?" Was the simple answer. Fuji, Eiji, Inui, Taka, Momo, and Kaidoh came up the hall at that moment.
"I told my family and brother that we had tennis practice that day for a reason. So, when my brother comes up to you in the book store and says 'So, how did your alls tennis practice go today?' you say, 'It went fine,' not, 'I didn't know we had practice today'." Ryoma ranted.
"Ryoga knows?" Momo said frantically. Ryoma whipped around towards the group.
"Yes, he knows. And, it's all his fault." Ryoma pointed to Tezuka making him feel small. "Baka." He said. "You have no idea, how big the mess you made is that I have to clean up." He then, walked off down the sidewalk just as Sakuno came out of the library. He caught her by her hand and dragged her along with him. Everyone barely heard him say, "Parents and brother want to meet you." Before her laugh echoed through the air. |