A/N: Hey everyone, I'm trying to write a fic in which I keep the characters in character. Although at the moment they're quite out of character. Sorry it's so short, this is just the prologue. More chapters will follow! Hope you all enjoy :)
Summary: Horio has a problem. Ryoma's the solution. And what does Ponta have to do with any of this? A story in which Ryoma and Horio's friendship takes a toll for the worst, or is it the better?
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of the Prince of Tennis. I only own this story I wrote. :o)
Prologue
"ECHIZEN! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE SO I CAN BEAT THE **** OUT OF YOU!!! WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME! I TRUSTED YOU!"
"Hn."
"DON'T 'HN' ME! I WANT ANSWERS! NOW!!!"
"…"
"ECHIZEN!!! YOU SAID YOU'D HELP ME AND THIS IS WHAT I GET?!"
"Look, I said I'd help you in exchange for a month's supply of Ponta. I don't want the Ponta anymore, so you can forget it. Now get lost."
"HOW COULD YOU STEAL HER FROM ME?! YOU KNOW I LOVE HER AND YOU STILL WENT BEHIND MY BACK! AND AFTER EVERYTHING THAT YOU MADE ME GO THROUGH YOU…"
"SHUT THE **** UP! SHE DOESN'T WANT, LET ALONE DESERVE SOMEONE LIKE YOU! GET LOST, I MEAN IT!"
"DON'T TELL ME TO GET LOST. YOU THINK SHE'D ACTUALLY GO FOR SOMEONE AS FRIGID AND HEARTLESS AS YOU?! BESIDES…"
"I SAID SHUT UP!!!"
In one swift movement, Ryoma turned his body and punched his agitator with all of his strength, sending the said being backwards onto the grass. After taking a few breaths to calm himself down, Ryoma walked over to where the body fell. Staring at the boy's face closely, he managed to observe his work. Ryoma smirked. The boy sported a massive black and blue mark just below his jaw line. In the distance he could see his teachers and fellow students running towards them. Once again he smirked and began to leave. However, there was still one thing left to be done. Ryoma turned towards his opponent and said…
"You still have a ways to go, Horio."