I don't own Prince of Tennis
I never understood how a man so nice could be so heart-breaking.
I never intended to tell the tensai that I loved him.
It slipped when we were hanging out.
Fuji got a hurt look on his face and said, "Eiji, I can't give you what you need."
Of course I was heart-broken and ran as far away from that place as possible.
I know the true meaning of what Fuji said.
It meant I'm sorry but I like someone else.
Even I have seen how much attention Fuji and Tezuka- buchou are paying to each other.
I don't think I can take school anymore.
Seeing Fuji's handsome face always graced with a smile is too much for me to handle.
I've always found a pleasure in tennis but now I can't bear to go to practice.
I stayed home lying in bed thinking of the most attractive person I've ever laid eyes on.
When my family wasn't home I took a fascination in knives.
I took up cutting.
I loved the bliss of pain.
The more I cut myself the deeper the cuts got.
Nobody ever noticed since the long sleeves of my uniform covered up the scars.
For some reason I was proud of my cuts.
Scars graced my entire left- arm.
Whenever I thought of the tensai I sliced the blade on my wrist.
The day was February 29th, the birthday of the tennis genius.
I couldn't go to school today.
I told my mother I was 'sick'.
She believed me and let me stay home.
Later that day after school was supposed to be let out, Oishi called me.
He wished that I felt better and said he had some news.
He told me that today as a birthday present Tezuka- buchou kissed Fuji.
…..My Fuji…..
I couldn't take the ache in my heart.
I hung up on Oishi and took out a blade from my secret stash of knives.
I made sure the knife was aligned perfectly with the major vein in my wrist.
Then I sliced.
I was smiling widely.
I noticed the door opened as my mother came in the room.
She yelled and was crying.
I couldn't hear her yells.
I was already fading into darkness.
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Eiji Kikumaru was a happy man.
Whoever would've guessed he would commit suicide.
His friends and family showed up at his funeral, all except one.
Fuji thought it was his own fault Eiji was gone and decided it was for the best not to show up.
Although he stayed with Tezuka his thoughts were on Eiji.
After a while Fuji would visit Eiji's grave every day and always be late for school.
Eiji Kikumaru
16
November 27, 1992 – February 29, 2008
May dreams caress your mind
And
Set free the way of darkness
I felt really bad writing this story. I LOVE Eiji but somehow this story came to mind. The writing on Eiji's headstone was weird. I had no idea what to put so hopefully it's good enough. Please no flame