AN: wow, i wrote this chapter last November and I'm just typing it now. I fail.

Round 2: Atobe v Momoshirou & Kamio at the street courts.

"Ore-sama is bored!" Atobe huffed as he dropped his racket to the ground.

He was at the street courts that was usually populated with many different players, but today it was nearly desolate. Takeshi Momoshiro and Akira Kamio were his only choice of opponent, and he had already destroyed them both. In fact, he had just finished playing against Momo and the younger teen was looking quite angry from the other side of the net.

"Well," Atobe turned towards his defeated opponent and flipped his hair. "A deal's a deal."

"No way! I'd never give An-Chan up to you!" Momo screamed.

"You tell him, Momo!" shouted Kamio from the sidelines, standing next to Kabaji. He was dressed with a cat ear and tail and a bell around his neck.

"Shut up, Kitty!" Atobe commanded.

Kamio obeyed.

"Now, where were we?" Atobe returned his attention to Momo. Ah, yes. Our bet. Look, Kamio's holding up to his side of the bargain. Why can't you?"

"For one she's my girlfriend," Momo retorted.

"We made a deal. If Ore-sama wins then--"

"You get a date with An-chan. Well boohoo it ain't gonna happen!" Momo growled charging the net and lunging at the annoying Hyotei captain. Atobe stepped aside and Momo fell ungracefully on the ground as his foot got caught by the net.

"Kabaji!"

The tall lad suddenly appeared by Atobe's side.

"Take care of my light weight," Atobe commanded crossing his arms and turning away.

'Yes"

Kabaji, ever the pacifist, proceeded to help Momo up.

"Wait! What are you doing?" Atobe screamed as he turned back to see Kabaji dusting Momo's off.

"Stop that!" Atobe cried pushing Kabaji away. "Ore-sama is not pleased!"

Kabaji frown deepen and he turned to go find someone to break up whatever was about to happen. But there was no way he could have known how things were about to escalate.

"Dude, calm down," Momo cut in.

"No! Ore-sama will NOT calm down!" and with that Atobe proceeded to shove Momo in the chest.

Momo was taken by surprise and fell backwards onto the ground. Atobe followed up with a kick and then another kick.

"Kamio!" Momo called out.

In a blink of an eye (really a blink, as he's Fudomine's speed ace, Kamio was pulling Atobe back. Atobe squirmed in his grasp, flailing frantically.

"Hands off!"

Momo stood up and cracked his knuckles and Atobe's eyes widened as he watched the power player ball his fist.

"Gyah!" Atobe gasped, quickly ducking down and pulling out of Kamio's grasp. Momo's fist was sent straight into Kamio's face. Atobe used this momentary distraction to his benefit and elbowed both boys: Momo in the cut and Kamio in the groin. Picking up one discarded racket, Atobe swung at Momo's back

"Ouff--" Momo fell to his knees and spun around to tackle Atobe by his legs to the green pavement.

Atobe hit the ground with a thud and winced as he was again pinned, this time by an angry Momoshirou. Momo straddled the fuming older boy and this time his punch didn't miss his mark. He successfully split the pretty boy's lip with his blow. Atobe's arms roamed up, forcing Momo back with his hands against his face. His slender fingers were scratching at the power player's cheek.

Atobe mustered his energy to flip Momo to his back. He was really quite annoyed with the turn of events. All he wanted was a date with An Tachibana. Really, commoners could be quite unnerving.

Atobe's fingers coiled around Momo's neck. His grip tightened and he could feel Momo squirming beneath him. Momo's hands shot to his neck in an attempt to pry Atobe's hands away. Atobe's slit even wider as he grinned.

"A deal's a deal--"

Momo closed his eyes and attempted to answer, his fingers clawing at Atobe's pale hands.

Just then Kamio, who had been nursing a severe hit to the groin, latched onto Atobe, pulling the other back and landing several blows on his beautiful face. Atobe had let go of Momo and reached up towards Kamio. He grabbed the speedy Fudomine star by the neck and shoulder in a failed attempt to flip him. Kamio grunted as he slid up and pulled Atobe into a headlock. Kamio punched Atobe three more times before Momo, having recovered from being strangled, pulled Atobe from behind and slammed him forcefully against the net's post. Atobe let put a cry as ribs cracked against the structure and then fell forward to his hands and knees.

Kamio grabbed Atobe by the hair again and the bloodied Hyotei captain.

"Kamio… stop!" Atobe cried with a slightly commanding force still in his voice.

"Oh yeah? A bet's a bet… right?" Kamio scoffed before pushing Atobe to the post again with a loud and resounding crack.

The sun was setting over the courts for the day and all was quiet. Footsteps sounded as a someone approached the deserted area. It was Kabaji leading a policeman to the scene of the fight.

"You say they were fighting here?" the policeman asked the teenager.

"Yes," Kabaji replied.

They both scanned the area and gasped at the sight before them. There lay Keigo Atobe alone, sprawled out in a graceful heap, his hair, face and clothing caked with blood.

-fin-

AN: poor atobe .. i feel so sad for him. he didn't die though so... yeah... and as far as Momo and Kamio... maybe they'll be jailed. lol how terrible. So... who next? i guess we can only wait and see. but I will take any suggestion into consideration (and credit you if i do your choice). also, i plan for them to fight a more manly fight next time. anyway, thanks for reading please review.