A/N: Okay confession to make, I literally started this on a whim to try and get rid of my writer's block there are a few other reasons but that is the main one. First I apologize for how long it's been taking Karma Bites to have a new chapter I'm (slowly) getting to it. I really don't like homework… But this isn't a story per say more like interconnected ficlets and drabbles I might do a version for several series actually. Well that's about it on with the prologue!

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Kirihara Akaya was known as many things; a demon, the Second-Year Ace, Seaweed Head, the list could go on and on. But what he wasn't known as was a kind, sweet, or praise-giving person. Oh no this is Akaya we are talking about after all. This is why he was completely and utterly sure he was going to fail his new assignment. His solution? Bug the regulars about it until they helped him.

"Senpai! I need your help with something!" Akaya shouted to the on time regulars who had already began warming up.

Sanada crossed his arms and gave Akaya a stern look, "Tarundoru! You were late again twenty-five extra laps."

The green-eyed boy looked at his fukubuchou pleadingly, "I'm really sorry fukubuchou but I really need help with this or I might get kicked off the tennis team."

That got the tennis player's attention. Yukimura briskly walked over and looked down at Akaya questioningly, "How so Akaya?"

Clearing his throat awkwardly Akaya's cheeks tinted pink in slight embarrassment, "Well, you see buchou my homeroom got this really important assignment and I think I'm going to fail."

Niou looked bored, "Still doesn't explain anything Seaweed Head." He flicked Akaya on the forehead, smirking when Akaya swatted his hand away and frowned.

"I was getting to that senpai!" He snapped, "I have to write something nice about someone okay!"

There was a moment of silence before both Niou and Marui started cracking up. Their laughter echoed around the courts, causing multiple heads to turn and then quickly turn away; the owners of the heads not wanting to know what strange things caused the possibly mentally unstable tennis team to be so loud.

"Pfft!" Marui tried to stifle his giggles, "Akaya you really are going to need help!"

"Shut up Marui-senpai!" Akaya demanded clenching his fists, "Stop laughing and help me already!"

Being a voice of reason Yagyuu swiftly intervened, "Kirihara-kun, we're going to need more information than that so if you would be so kind as to explain in detail?"

Taking a deep breath Akaya began his explanation, "Well, Sensei told us that we needed to do some good in this world and become productive members of society instead of the young hooligans we are now. So he gave us the job of writing something nice to someone anonymously and having them 'pass it on' to create a chain. All the papers are put into an envelope with the school's address and the student's name after the time has passed. Then we're graded on how many people kept the chain going."

"Wow Akaya you know what 'anonymously' means?" Niou couldn't resist the jab at the academically challenged second year.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that," Akaya said.

Yukimura nodded his head in understanding, "I see, we'll help you out then, right everyone?" The Demigod let a small but scary smile slip out, a silent warning of what would happen if anyone backed out. "Good, since we're all in agreement; what are the chances of Akaya acing this with our help?"

Scribbling down his last calculations Yanagi looked up from his notebook and responded, "If everything goes according to plan and we don't accidentally insult someone, we have a 71% chance of succeeding."

"So what are we waiting for?" Yukimura said cheerfully, "We have some compliments to dish out."

A/N: And end, well that's it for the prologue, and yes the other schools will be in on this. Any one in particular you readers want to see? Suggest anything as well as 'compliments' this is still a humor story so feel free to get creative, this is the tennis teams trying to praise each other after all.