Since I kind of can't write a good chapter to "Unexpected Love", I'm going to write some other stuff instead :P ^^" Sorry about this, but i'm working on the next chapter for "Unexpected Love"
The original idea was a OneShot, but it seems it became a TwoShot instead ^^"
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis nor it's characters. I only own this TwoShot.
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I was sick. I knew it, I just didn't want to accept it. I blamed that incident on that I didn't eat any breakfast. I knew I was wrong.
It was weird, I was fine just seconds ago. Suddenly I felt a pain in my chest. I dropped my racket, clutched my chest right were the heart is and fell down to my knees. The man on the other side of the court shouted my name and ran to my side. And then, everything went black...
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When I woke up, I wondered where I was. It was most definitely not my room, that I was sure of.
"Atobe."
I looked to my side and saw my very close friend. I remembered what happened.
"Tezuka. What happened?"
He looked away. He never looks away.
"You... collapsed on the court..."
I arched my eyebrow.
"I know that much myself. And where am I?"
"In the hospital..."
Okay, Tezuka certainly didn't behave as usual.
"Tezuka... What happened?"
"You... had a heart-attack..."
"WHAT!? How!?"
I... certainly didn't expect to hear that. I didn't want to believe it, even if I knew it was true.
"I don't know. The doctor's wanted to speak with you first."
"Well, where are they!? I want an explanation, and fast."
I was frustrated.
"Atobe, calm down."
"How can I calm down when-!"
"Please."
He looked scared. I wonder why...
"..."
"..."
"Why... do you care so much about me?"
I was surprised by my own question.
"Because you're very precious to me."
That... meant a lot to me. For some reason it made me really happy to hear that. Of course I'm happy, even if we're close friends we haven't said anything like that to each other. It's just... it made me more happy than I imagined I would be.
"Atobe?"
Ah, I haven't said anything...
"Ah..."
Why was I speechless? I've never been speecless before...
"Are you alright?"
When he asked that, something triggered in me. If I had a weak heart, then that meant no more tennis, right? No, no...I don't have a weak heart. I was just stressed then. Yes, just stressed...
"Atobe?"
He sounded worried now.
"What?"
"...You look pale."
"I just...thought of something..."
"..."
The door opened and in came two men in white coats. Doctors, obviously.
"May we speak to you alone, Atobe-kun?"
I glared hard at them.
"If you have anything to say, you can say it to the both of us."
"..."
"Very well."
They didn't look too happy. I got a bad feeling about this...