Witness Protection
It was dark and rainy; five figures stand on the pier looking out over the ocean. The smallest was whispering to the biggest and tallest. Four other figures walked up to the from behind. Luckily the big one heard them.
"We're here like you asked Yakuza. What do you want with Ruka- Sama?"
"Ruka Darling where is Hakamura?"
"Don't know the bastard," the smallest one said.
"That's not what Tashi says."
"Tashi is a lying bastard with no personality."
"You don't seem to have a high opinion of Tashi and yet he adores you."
"Tashi needs to learn to keep his hands to himself. Next time he grabs me I'll kill him. Tell him won't you."
"You whore!"
"Takes one to know one. At least I'm not a man whore who prefers other men." Yakuza smirked.
POW! POW! POW!
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"Good morning how can i help you?"
"Yes I'm new here. I am a transfer and i need to see the tennis coach."
"Oh, right this way. I'll show you." The pair walked to the tennis coach's office. The older lady who worked in Seigaku's main office knocked on the door.
"Come in," Coach Ryuuzaki said from behind her desk.
"Coach you have a new transfer student who wishes to speak with you."
"Send him in."
"I'll leave you then," the lady said.
AN HOUR LATER:
"This is the tennis Regulars. There's Tezuka, he's the captain. Syusuke Fuji, Kikumaru Eiji, Oishi, Kaidoh, Takashi, Ryoma Echizen, and … hey what happened here?"
"Sorry coach but uh… Momoshiro got hurt and Fuji took him to the hospital. It looked bad."
"Alright then. Eiji this is Kenji Uzamaki. He's new to our tennis team. Introduce him to the rest of the team and then practice for two hours then you can go home. Make sure Kenji practices too."
"Yes coach." With that the coach headed to the hospital to check on Momoshiro. "Come on Kenji. Hey guys look we got a new kid! His name's Kenji Uzamaki. Coach said to practice for two hours and then we can go home."
Ruka's pov:
I told the coach all about my dilemma. Coach Ryuuzaki let me join the team. She showed me around and then took me out to the courts. Good thing I brought my racket. She introduced me to one of the regulars and then took off. Someone got injured. I followed the guy over to the rest of the team. His name was Eiji.
"Hey guys look we got a new kid! His name's Kenji Uzamaki. Coach said to practice for two hours and then we can go home," Eiji said.
"Man, two whole hours so not fair," a brown headed kid whined.
"Shut up Horio. You're just a seventh grader all you have to do is pick up the balls and put up the net," a black haired guy with a green bandana on his head said.
The little kid jumped back, looking super scared. The guy with the bandana walked up to me.
"You play tennis, shrimp?"
"Do you look stupid? Yes, you do," I said and walked over to a court. He followed fuming. "you can serve first."
"Nah ladies first."
"If I was a lady I wouldn't smash this ball into your face." The ball wet hurtling into the air and the smack into the guy's face. "Oops was that your face?"
"Why you… bastard."
Five minutes later game, set, match. I won.
