Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize from Prince of Tennis(though I wish I did!!!) or anything that you might recognize from the show or manga. After all if I did I sure as hell wouldn't be posting on fanfiction and instead I'd be out there making money for my writings...:'( Also I plan on making this fic Yaoi/Slash so if you don't like it DON'T READ IT!!!!
Summery: Ryamo left Japan years ago to become a tennis pro. Now he's back a the Seigaku regulars of old want to know why.
A/N: I'm not sure of the pairing so if you have a pairing that you think would fit the story well please tell me!!!(this excludes breaking apart Oishi and Eiji as they are a couple in this fic-as it should be!!)
Regrets
By: Kit-Chan Luv
Chapter 1: Returning to Japan
It had been eight years since he had set foot is Japan. He had taken five years to top his baka oyaji, and another three to work up the courage to return. He didn't even know if anyone from the team was still around or if they hade scattered to various areas of Japan or the world to fullfil their dreams. Right now it didn't really matter to him, if his psychiatrist hadn't told him to come he would probablely still be at his Austrailian estate training for his next tounament. Though he couldn't blame it all on his psychiatrist, it was most likely his manager's fault seeing as how she was the one who forced him into going to the damned shrink. His shrink's reasoning was that he should go back to Japan, "to review old memories and see what went wrong in his past," or something like that. And so here he was, staning in front of his old school Seishun Gakuen, where he had played tennis and had at the time bewn the only first-year on the regulars.
Echizen Ryoma just stood there and stared at the tennis courts he used to play on when he was here. They weren't anything to look at, nothing at all like the courts at Wimbly staidium, or even the ones in New York, but to Ryoma they were the best courts he had ever played on. With a sigh he turned to leave when he heard some one calling from behind.
"Oi! You there. Oi machimasu(wait), I'm talking to you. What do you think you're doing spying on us like that? Hey are you listening to me?," the kid continued to call as Ryoma walked away. When Ryoma didn't turn back the kid got annoyed. "I'll show you not to turn your back to me," he whispered before he hit the ball over the fence at the stranger.
Ryoma hearing a ball being hit by a raquet turned just in time to catch the ball before it did any damage. "Hey brat, watch where you hit those things, you could really hurt some one that way," he called in annoyance before turing around again to walk away yet again.
"Hey give me back my ball," the kid cried out. The coach upon noticing the comotion ran to see what the problem was. "He stole my ball coach," the kid said.
Ryoma hearing this stopped and called back, "Coach whoever you should keepthat kid on a proper leash. He attacked me without povocation and now he's blaming me for the loss of his stupid ball. When I went here kids were much better behaved, and didn't attack complete strangers with tennis balls for no reason."
There was a long pause then a breathless, "Echizen-kun?" Ryoma froze where hoping his ears had decived him. "Echizen Ryoma is that really you?" Oishi asked in wonder with a hint of hope in his voice.
"Che, mada mada dane Oishi-sempai. I never thought you'd end up as Seigaku's coach as well as it's mother," Ryoma said while turning to face his former team mate with his usual smirk on.
"It's been a while Echizen-kun. I didn't think you'd ever come back," Oishi said.
"Sensei," the kid interrupted. "Do you know this man? If you do could you get my ball back for me?"
"You hit it at me first you baka brat. Don't think I'm giving it back to you so you can hit at me again," Ryoma responded.
"You're nothing but a big bully," Ryoma's eye twitched at that. 'He just a kid Echizen just akid. Ignor him,' he tought trying to control the urge to smack the kid in the back of the head. "Rion did you hit the ball at Echizen-kun," Oishi asked, and though he spoke in a quiet and gentle tone, even Ryoma shivered at the warning in his voice.
"Y-yes sensei," Rion answered. "But he just stood there and stared at the team and I thought that he might be some pervert. I'm sorry Oishi-sensei"
With a sigh Oishi turned back to Ryoma, "Echizen-kun could you please give Rion back his ball? I really need to get practice going again."
It was only then that Ryoma noticed that the rest of the team had started to crowd around. "Yadda. The kid hit it at me I think I'll throw it in the river," Ryoma said with a smirk. "Unless...You want to win it back for him."
Oishi took the hint, "You want to play me to see who gets the ball? Ryoma this is childish and I don't hane time for it I have to get back to practice," Oishi said in an exasperated tone not really liking the way this was heading.
"Okay. Have it your way, I'll be going now," and with that Ryoma turned around and started to leave for what seemed like the hundreth time.
"Machimasu(wait)! Fine I'll play you but only if you give Rion his ball back now," Oishi said in a tone that made it seem like he was the one who was in charge.
"Fine by me. Hey brat here's your ball back," Ryoma said tossing the ball to Rion. "Hey Oishi-sempai find us some decent raquets to play with."
Ryoma took off his coat to show that he was dressed and ready to play tennis. The game started slow with Oishi serving first. Ryoma easily took the first two games while Oishi barely managed to take the third one. "Mada mada dane Oishi-sempai. You're getting slow on me,"Ryoma teased. He was extatic, and his adenaline was pumping. To Ryoma it felt like the best game in years, as he remembered playing many games on this same court. 'Man it's been years since I've felt like this while playing. I've really missed it' Ryoma thought as he served again. By the end of the set Ryoma and Oishi were both sweating and grinning like fools. "My win. That was fun we should play again some time," Ryoma said as he tugged back on his jacket wincing.
It was small but Oishi noticed it. "Are you alright Echizen-kun," he asked walking to his former team mate.
"H-hai. I just... a bruise I got earlier. It's nothing really, I'll be fine," Ryoma said before walking away.
'Something's wrong,' Oishi thought.
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"Hey Eiji you'll never guess who I saw today."
"Who'd you see Oishi-chan?"
"I'm not telling you you have to guess."
"Oh come on you know I'm not good at guessing. Tellmetellmetellme! Or at least give me a hint."
"Well we haven't seen him in a while. He's still arogant. And he still has that same stupid..."
"Ochibi!!!!!" Eiji shouted into the phone making Oishi hold the phone away from his ear and wince.
"You guessed it. Wait, how'd you guess?"
"No I just saw him! Hang on I'll call you back later," and with that Eiji hung up on Oishi.
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"Ochibi!!!!!" Eiji cried before glomping his most missed short friend.
"E-Eiji-sempai?" Ryoma said in a daze, before noticing the pain in his upper arm. "Can you please get off me?"
"Oops, sorry Ochibi. It's just that it's been forever since I last saw you. I guess I just got a little excited. You still look the same but you seem different.....Oh! I know! You got a new hair style," Eiji said while Ryoma's eye twitched and he began feel the beginings of migrain.
"No my hair is the same Eiji-sempai."
"Then what is it? Oh! You've grown, you're almost as tall as me now," Eiji cried and hugged Ryoma again, but this time he noticed Ryoma wince. "Are you alright ochibi? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry if I hurt you."
"I'm alright it's just a scratch," Ryoma said trying to hide his cut before Eiji saw that it was bleeding. He should have know better though with Eiji's good eyes he spotted it imediatly.
"Oh! My ochibi is bleeding! Come on hurry up and follow me we don't want that to get infected," Eiji said grabbing Ryoma's hand before he could even protest.
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A/N: So tell me what you think!!! I've been working on this story for a while and wold love to hear feedback!!! I have chap two almost done and wil start on chap three soon!!!
