Yay! Azumanga:

Foreword: I was challenged to do this one-hour fic. Blame Jorge Pratt. :P

But it's a good sort of blame if it produces Azu.

VOLLEYBALL TRAINING



Sakaki slumped into her room,

you slump or slump against something, don't really slump into it. shuffled
or dragged herself in maybe or something like that if you're being
metaphorical

 exhausted. It had been a trying day. First,

that cute kitten had bitten her again--twice--when she tried to pet it.

Got both hands, did it?

When

she arrived at school, she found that Yukari-sensei was in an even more

foul

mood than usual. That didn't tend to bother her--she usually refrained

from

doing anything that would set off the volatile teacher's temper. The same
could not be said for Tomo, Kagura, and Osaka, each of whom had earned
eraser-shaped bruises on their foreheads.

Heh. True. Tomo first and foremost.

Gym class had not been an improvement. Kurosawa-sensei had made the

mistake

of trying, once again, to get up a volleyball match. Chiyo had been taken

to

the nurse's office with a nasty cut on her face; Osaka's nose was swollen
but an ice pack and a bit of sport tape had taken care of that problem.

I can just see her walking around with an ice pack strapped to her face as
well.

The

behaviour of Tomo and Kagura during the match had put Kurosawa-sensei on
edge;

Hmm. Since Kagura is generally serious about sports, I'm assuming Tomo did
something to set her off

"They're showing ENOUGH spirit already, thank you," Kurosawa had replied.

Aww, come on, they've only had two casualties so far. :)

Yukari laughed, putting her hands on her hips. "Admit it! Your homeroom
wouldn't stand a chance against mine in a volleyball match!"

And what meal do they bet on this time? I vote Greek

"Great idea, Yukari-chan!" Tomo called, pumping a fist in the air. "Korean
Barbecue and Juice Volleyball Cup!"

Heh

"WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON?!" Yukari yelled, grabbing a volleyball out of the
bin and hurling it at the tanned girl. Kagura reflexively smashed the ball
hard in return--right into Yukari's face. She flushed.

Heh

"Gomen, Yukari-sensei!"

Yukari peeled the white ball from her face and glowered at the athlete. A
large red welt had formed in the centre of her face, making her resemble

the

Japanese flag.

Nice picture

 Kurosawa stared back and forth between them. "Now wait just a minute, I

never agreed--"

extra line break

Kurosawa frowned. "Alright, I guess there's no harm in it--IF both our
classes agree to it. And since you gave me Kagura, there's no chance for

you

to win. Maybe that'll let some of the wind out of you for a while. By the
way, I'm in the mood for okonomiyaki and yakisoba, so I know just where

your

team will be taking mine for the victory lunch."

extra one here too

Chiyo frowned...then brightened, an idea forming. "I've got a net and a
volleyball! We can practise a little right now!"

practice

"YOSH'! LUCKY, Chiyo-chan!" Tomo cried.

And so, the girls had all gone outside, set up a volleyball net, and

started

practising. Sakaki had stood off to the side, switching in with Chiyo when
the younger girl got tired, or with Osaka when she managed to intercept

the

ball with her face.

Except 'heading' is supposed to be only in soccar. :)

"It's time to whip you girly-girls into shape!" a deep voice boomed.

Sakaki

looked around; there was a volleyball net stretched across the beach, and

in

front of it was...*HIM.*

Chiyo-chichi.

Of course.

The girls lined up. Red volleyballs appeared at their feet. They spent
several minutes passing the ball back and forth. Sakaki stared hard when

one

of the volleyballs smacked Osaka in the face and burst, splattering her

with

pulp and juice.

Heh. Did see it coming.

Osaka obediently fell to the ground and tried to do pushups. By the time

she

got to five, she collapsed face-first in the sand and began making
sand-angels.

Heh

It went on for what seemed like hours. Finally, Chiyo-chichi blew his
whistle again, and the girls lined up. The cat-thing put his arms behind

his

back. "Better. Much better. Not great, but you've definitely graduated

from

tomatoes to..." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Penguins."

Now that, I didn't see coming.

And Sakaki needs to cut back on the acid.

Heh. Very surreal, like the dreams in the series. Nice work. Always good to
see Azumanga fics.

DB Sommer



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