Yo, White Alchemist Taya here. This is my first PoT fic so go easy on me. This is going to be different from the anime. Anyway I hope you like it. Give me your thoughts by reviewing.
Disclaimer- I don't own the handsome princes.
Ryoma walked down to the dining table yawning, already in his school uniform. He looked around while rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He woke up early this morning with a bad feeling. His father was nowhere to be seen and his mother and cousin were too silent in the kitchen. A slightly depressed atmosphere hung in the air.
Ryoma sat in his chair and mumbled a small, "Ohayou (morning)".
Rinko turned around as soon as she heard her son's voice. "Ohayou Ryoma."
Nanako did the same, but the depressed atmosphere was still there.
Ryoma looked around and asked. "What's going on?"
"We got a phone call."
Ryoma looked behind him and saw his father leaning slightly on the shoji (sliding door) in his usually attire.
Ryoma had an uninterested look. "Che."
Nanjiro frowned at his son's attitude, but continued none of the less. "It was about the surgery being performed today."
Ryoma froze. He realised he forgot what today was. Ryoma stood up and left. "I'm going to school," he said monotonelessly.
"But Ryoma-san! What about your breakfast?" Nanako called after him.
The front door slammed in reply.
Rinko turned to her husband. "He seems to be taking this well."
Nanjiro shook his head. "He's just in shock, that's all."
Rinko gave him a sad smile. "Do you think she will make it?"
"I'm sure she will, Oba-san (Aunty)," Nanako said.
Nanjiro nodded. "She's tough, she'll get through," he added.
"I hope so," Rinko whispered as tears clouded her vision.
Ryoma trudged towards Seigaku as his mind was elsewhere. Moments later he felt something under his foot. It was only a pebble. Ryoma glared at it from under his hat as if it was the cause of his problems. Irritated, he kicked it away as hard as he could.
Ryoma let out a frustrated sigh and continued on his way to school.
"Oi!! Echizen!!" a familiar voice called.
Ryoma looked over his shoulder. Momo was heading towards him on his bike. The bike skidded to a halt when Momo caught up. He hopped off.
"Yo, Echizen. You left early, why didn't you wait up?"
"Momo-senpai." Ryoma mumbled absently.
"Anyway, I wanted to tell you that the pork bun stall is having a 50 off today…"
Ryoma just tuned Momo out who was just rambling on about food. His thoughts were all focused on the outcome of the surgery. Ryoma ignored Momo all the way to school except for the occasional "hmph".
"Oi Echizen, are you listening?" Momo questioned.
Ryoma didn't take any notice and just walked past him through the gates of the school.
Momo raised an eyebrow. "What's up with him?"
Shrugging it off, Momo walked towards the bike racks.
"Echizen-kun. Echizen-kun! Echizen!!"
Ryoma snapped out of his thoughts, he noticed that the teacher was standing right next to his desk.
"I know it's the lesson before lunch but you have to pay more attention in class please, Echizen-kun," his teacher scolded. "Now can you please answer the question on the board in English?"
Ryoma sighed, "Hai (yes)."
He headed towards the board and picked up the chalk. With one hand in his pocket he glanced at the question and wrote. English was the easiest subject considering he lived in the US.
"Is this fine?" Ryoma asked somewhat tired.
"H-hai," the teacher stuttered, shocked that the question was solved so quickly.
With another sigh, Ryoma walked past all the whispering to his seat. He was glad the teacher didn't bother him for the rest of the lesson.
The bell rang signalling that the lesson ended. Ryoma packed up and left as quickly as possible.
"Oi, Echizen!!! You can't go out yet!!! It's still lunch! Echizen! Are you listening?" screeched Horio.
Ryoma walked out without hearing a single word. Sakuno stared at him as he walked out.
"Ryoma-kun…" she whispered in a concerned voice.
Ryoma laid on the roof staring at the sky, the slight breeze brushed the hair underneath his hat. He held a calm look as he thought about his past. A girls' soft twinkle of laughter filled his head, a frown wandered to his lips as he wondered whether he would ever hear it again.
'My tennis has improved a lot, when you come back I'm going to show you everything…'
Ryoma closed his eyes and fell in a slight slumber.
"Nyaa!! Ochibi (kiddo) is late for practice! What do you think happened?!" Eiji panicked, waving his arms in the air. In an instant Oishi was by his side trying to calm him down.
The regulars were gathered around, they too wondered where Seigaku's pillar of support was.
"He wasn't in the cafeteria when I got there." Momo spoke up.
"Saa (well)…maybe one of the ichi-nen (first years) would know," suggested Fuji.
"Aa (yea)," Tezuka voiced as he gave a small nod.
As if the gods were listening the ichi-nen trio walked by carrying baskets of tennis balls.
"Ne (hey), Horio. Have you seen Echizen?" Momo asked.
The ichi-nen trio stopped. "Nope, we haven't seen him since last period," said Horio. Katsuo and Kachirou nodded to agree with him.
Inui snapped his notebook shut. "It's a ninety percent chance that Echizen is on the roof asleep, seven percent he went home and the other three percent he has classroom duties," he stated as he adjusted his glasses.
"Someone should go get him," fussed Oishi.
"Dare (who)?" a voice cut in.
Everyone turned to look at the speaker. Ryoma was standing just a metre away.
"Ochibi!!" Eiji hollered and latched onto him.
"Kikumaru-senpai…can't…breathe."
Oishi rushed over and pried Eiji off Ryoma. Tezuka gave Ryoma a small glare, "Echizen, ten laps around the court."
"Usu (yes)," Ryoma tugged the hat over his eyes and took off.
"Maa…something is wrong with Echizen," Fuji commented.
Momo looked thoughtful, "come to think of it. He was weird this morning too."
"Fuushhh…it's none of our business," Kaidoh hissed and walked off to continue training.
"That mamushi (viper), he thinks he's so great," Momo muttered darkly.
"Perhaps we should let him sort it out??" suggested Taka.
The rest of the regulars all nodded, except Tezuka.
Practice went on as usual except for the occasional worried glances at Ryoma.
After practice Momo walked towards Ryoma. "Oi, Echizen. Me and Eiji-senpai are gonna to grab some burgers wanna come?"
Ryoma glanced at him and tugged the hat over his eyes. "Maybe next time, Momo-senpai."
With that Ryoma walked off heading towards home leaving Momo staring at him confused.
"Tadaima (I'm home)," Ryoma said in a dead tone.
There was no answer. He took off his shoes and stepped inside. Ryoma made his way to the sitting room. Nanjiro sat on the porch reading his perverted magazines. Ryoma stood there staring at his fathers back.
"It finished an hour ago…there was no change. We have to wait and see," Nanjiro spoke up without the usual teasing tone.
A frown marred Ryoma's face, he turned and walked to his room. The door slammed behind him.
Three days later…a hospital in America.
A girl was sleeping on the bed with a content look on her face. The nurse was cleaning the dust in the room.
The heart monitor sped up. The nurse looked at the girl as her fingers twitched.
"Doctor!!! Come quick!!! She's waking!" the nurse called as she rushed out.
The girls' eyes fluttered, slowly opened and revealed a pair of golden irises.
A/N: Hey all! I hope you liked that chapter. The next one might have more information so stay tuned!!
The words in bold are said in English.
White Alchemist Taya (W.A.T) signing out.
