I know, I know, is high treason, "he muttered chan. But today has given me there. If you do not know PoT I do not suppose you will understand. And I do not want to hang the tab ... Suitable for all audiences, the characters are Sanada and Kirihara, and neither are mine and sack any benefit from them. Hey, there he goes, especially dedicated to Hikari for filling of happiness with Atobe. And Alla ... Ich bin da.
The sun gave off since its last rays before hiding on the tennis court 3 Rikkaidai, which like all others should be completely empty at that hour in the afternoon. But it was not. Kirihara was there since the end of class practicing steadily, despite the calor pm and fatigue that could collapse. The strain possessed him, his muscles complained loudly, almost shouting in perceived Akaya sighs every time you hit the ball. But he was not alone.
- What are you doing here, Kirihara-san? , The imposing and serious voice of Rikkaidai subcapitán continues to intimidate even when I was so tired that neither terrify Niou achieved.
-Fukubuchou ... I ... I was doing, nothing more, I have not done anything wrong, I promise! "She hastened to explain the second-year ace. Fukubuchou however did not seem angry. At least, not so much as usual. CHT ticando. However, the firm hand of Sanada stopped him.
"I mean, Kirihara. Enough is enough. The champions also rest, otherwise it would not be alive to achieve victory. You did a great job today and I'm proud, but now please take your stuff, go home, take a shower and get into bed, Akaya-the little it looked surprised. Nor was the style of Rikkaidai say things like that. Is an order-that last longer seemed a little more. Nodded and began to save his racket. Sanada did not look away from him until she saw him leave his home address.
And in the end, fukubuchou was the father of them all ... Yes, it was his father.
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