DANCE OF DESTINY
Destiny is not a matter of chance; but a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, It is a thing to be achieved.
-William Jennings Bryan
CHAPTER 1There is no heaven or hell, only Earth. No angels and demons, only humans, devils and seekers. Devils- nonhuman beings with the physical features of a human, with more acute senses of sight, hearing and smell than normal humans, borned with special powers, making them physically stronger and allowing them to have a longer lifespan. Seekers- humans born with special powers or humans with an ability to see the souls of the dead. The two species- human and devil have coexisted ever since the start of life, with only a minority of the human race knowing of their existance, as they prefered to keep their origins and species known to themselves. To many others, they were only seen to be humans due to their human-like features.
"You must learn, my children that you are worlds apart, but you need each other. Never think that your kind is superior, my children. You need each other." The mother of Earth had said on her deathbed to her two children- the first devil and human of their kind to be borned on Earth. She also warned them that the foundations of the coexistance would be destroyed centuries after her death, and only when the choosen ones of both species came together would they be able to stop this impending destruction on Earth.
As time passed, the belief of the prophecy being true slowly weakened, as for centuries nothing happened to even shake the foundations of their coexistance. Slowly, it was forgotten or said to be an untrue prophecy as generation passed…
"Ryoga…" The furious female mouthed a name as she scanned through the destroyed room, her fist clenching and unclenching to release some of her anger. Saying that a tornado had went through the room was an understatement, as it looked as though a dozen tornados had gone through the room was more like it. The sofa had an ugly long scratch across the seats, the shelves of books were half-destroyed and books were thrown all over the place. The vases were knocked all across the room and she noted with increasing fury that the television looked as though it had suffered a blow on its screen. In her mind she could only picture one single person who was capable of doing this amount of damage to her house. Ryoga.
Storming past the messy living room, she headed towards the first bedroom in her way and slammed the door open, seeing what she had expected to see. Ryoga half-dressed, with one of his arms wrapped tightly around the waist of an unknown female, gave her a sloppy grin that a child would give a parent when caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. Glaring at her brother, she hissed under her breath as she noticed that the female was actually a devil, and that she was trying to push her out of the room with her aura.
"Ryoga… What did you do to my house?!" She almost screamed in fury as she repelled the female devil's aura with her own and marched in front of him, demanding for an answer.
Ryoga glupped, hesitating to say the truth which would lead him to his grave, but another glare from her caused him to stutter out the truth. "I… we… got abit carried away… in your… living room…"
The female, obviously not reading the mood in the air, snuggled up towards Ryoga and pointed her finger at her. "Honey~ Why don't you get that thing away so we can continue to play?" She sneered as the male beside her froze in horror and turned white.
Ryoma was absolutely fuming at the mocking tone directed at her and her very own aura showed itself as it wrapped around the female devil's neck and she was lifted up from the bed. "You dare to say that again and I'll purify you with my aura, get it?!"
The female devil whimpered as she struggled against the strong aura which rendered her helpless and fearing for her life she nodded her head vigorously. Ryoma let her slip from her tight hold and as the female hurried away from her and out of her house she turned her attention towards the shivering male once more.
"My dearest sister… you'll forgive me right?" He managed to stutter as he gave her his helpless look, and her glare shook the very core of his heart.
"Most certainly, my dearest brother~" She drawled in a very threatening way, "why don't you just get out now?" She finished as she dragged him by his collar across the living room, dumped him in his half-dressed state infront of her door and slammed it shut in his face.
It took Ryoga a moment to realise that he was being locked out for good and a sudden thought came to his mind.
"RYOMA~~~ Let me in~~~ I can't stay like this, I have a gathering later. Ryoma~~~!"
Careful eyes scanned though the crowd, and the owner of the pair of watchful eyes frown at what he saw. Out of the dozens of devils congregated at the gathering, most had a partner or mate of the human species, even though the number of female devils were clearly outnumbering the number of male devils. How could they actually live with and love a female from the human species, he could not understand. The entire look, feel of the female humans screamed their vulnerability, as though like a glass doll that da to be handled with care. So fragile, so weak, and a mere clench of his fist around their necks would probably kill them. Plus the disgusting fragrance was all over the place and especially thick around the 't they have spared a thought for their mates' sensitive noses before they drown themselves in thick layers of perfume?
It wasn't just the humans though, he wrinkled his nose in disgust, the female devils were also drowning themselves in perfume, and their presence could be known minutes before they even appear in sight. He grimaced as a female devil slided up to him.
"Yukimura-sama~ Aren't you bored here alone?" She purred as a tendril appeared from her aura and curled around him slightly. Seeing no objections from him as to what she was doing, she daringly reached out more of her tendrils, as she snuggled closer.
"No, I'm waiting for someone." He gave her his trademarks smile, one that did not come from the bottom of his heart as he allowed his aura to flare and like a burning flame it licked and pushed away the offending tendrils of her aura. She was too close for his liking and as her perfume travelled up his nose and burned his nasal, he took a step back and declined her advances nicely but firmly. Inside, he was losing his patience at an alarming rate as he tried to revive his nose.
The female didn't seem to get his rejection, or totally ignored it as she moved closer to him. He felt his nice friendly façade starting to slip. Another step closer and he would just choke her to death with his aura, he decided. It wasn't as though her existance was that important, she was just some unknown female devil and she was certainly asking for her own death.
Luckily for the female, another male who had noticed the sudden increase in intensity at Yukimura's aura decided to step in before she would be turned into ashes. Politely dismissing the devil he was talking to he made his way across the hall to where the former male was standing. His own aura reached out to his, only to form some sort of barrier between the female devil and Yukimura, effectively sutting all contact between the two auras.
Yukimura raised an eyebrow as he recognised the male devil before him. "Fuji." He pleasently greeted, "What brings you here?"
"Saa… Preventing you from doing something you'll regret?" The brunette gave him a smile as he subdued his aura. The female, finally getting the point that she was not wanted hurried away, but not before giving Yukimura a suggestive wink. Silently chuckling, Fuji watched as Yukimura almost rolled his eyes in disgust.
"Like killing her with my aura? I certainly won't regret that." He gave another gentle smile as he spoke the threatening words, his voice spiked with spite and venom. Fuji looked at his closest friend and sighed.
"Maa… you better not. She's the daughter of one of your company's major investors." Fuji consoled and made a feeble attempt at calming the raging male before him. Yukimura certainly did not keep his intense dislike of humans and females to himself. It was obvious, the way he treated every female kindly, but remained cold and distant to them. In his mind, they were probably not worth even acknowleging.
If anyone were to be blamed for this character of Yukimura's, it would be his father. A player in every sense of the word, his father was extremely popular among females, be it human or devil. Blessed with extremely good looks, most of which had passed down to Yukimura except for his eyes, he certainly did not reject any woman that came his way, much unlike his son. His mistresses changed every day like changing clothes, and while his wife, Yukimura's mother did not stop him, Yukimura certainly did not hesitate to voice out his disgust at his own father. The sight of his father with one woman in each arm everyday disgusted him to his core, and since a long time ago, Yukimura's dislike towards female had established, with the concept that females were weak but crafty, and did not stop to offer their bodies in exchange for fame and money.
Knowing better than to irrate him in his anger, Fuji sipped at his glass of cocktail as he waited for him to calm down. He could even guess what the former male was thinking. "Yukimura. Have you seen Ryoga? He is no where to be found."
Looking at Fuji in half amusement, Yukimura glanced around the room and indeed, the half-devil was no where to be seen. "Probably late, that Ryoga. I heard that his sister had just came to Japan."
"Really? His sister indeed, I wonder how she would look like?" Fuji pondered as he analysed the food before him.
"As well as I know of your weird tastebuds, I must warn you of the human food you're holding. It is known to burn your tongue." Yukimura glanced at his friend worriedly, as well as noting the small piece of food in his hand.
"I certainly know that. I have been quite facinated by this food… What do you call it? Oh yes, Wasabi that the humans invented." He chuckled as he dropped a piece of the wasabi sushi into his mouth, his tongue licking at his lips as he savoured the dish. "Oh yes, and if my vision have not fail me I believe that the male at the other side of the hall strongly resembles Ryoga… without a date." He finished his statement in surprise. It wasn't an everyday thing to see Ryoga without a date.
Motioning for Ryoga to come towards them, Yukimura clicked his tongue in distaste. "He should not play around too much. One of this days he'll fall prey to a woman."
"Oh, but he's not married or engaged." Fuji pleasantly replied, knowing very well that Yukimura disliked this habit of Ryoga's even though they were very very close friends, a surprise given that Ryoga was only a half-devil who had human blood within him.
"Yukimura, Fuji." Ryoga greeted them half-heartedly as he approached, letting himself slump onto the pillar beside him for support.
Seeing his lack of enthusiasm even with the abundance of females had Yukimura and Fuji staring at him a surprise. Now, this was rare. For Ryoga to act so full of fatigue was a first, and it certainly did not help that he was dateless.
Smiling inwardly, Fuji asked curiously. "What happened to you? Dateless?"
Groaning at the word dateless, Ryoga slumped onto the pillar even further, as though trying to push himself into it. Looking at them with pleading eyes, he almost whimpered as he replied. "Don't even talk about woman now. I've had enough of them for today already."
"Ryoga having enough of woman?" Fuji's eyes slightly widened as he shared a look of concern with Yukimura, the later also wondering if something had happened. "What have happened to cause you to think like that?"
Flinching as though he was struck by lightning at the memories of what had happened earlier, he trembled as he stuttered out the next words. "My sister has arrived in Japan."
"Maa… Your younger sister. Perfect, we were just talking about he just now, why don't you tell as more?" Fuji smiled in amusement at what he heard. To have Ryoga shivering even at the thought of her was some feat, and Fuji had to give credit to the unknown female who had Ryoga trembling at her feet. Even Yukimura was amused, as the playboy Ryoga was being single-handedly controlled by the female.
"She… she…" Ryoga trembled before he mustered the courage to continue, deciding that his sister would have no ways of knowing that he had badmouthed her behind his back, before he ranted. "She's a devil alright. A cold blooded, terrifying devil! I'll be killed if I do anything to anger her!" He wailed towards his two closest friend.
"Well, seeing that you are a half-devil, won't your sister be one too?" Yukimura muttered logically, teasing as he actually understood what Ryoga was implying.
"No! No! You don't understand." Ryoga shook his head in panic, "She is not a mere devil, she is a cold blooded, blood thristy, dangerous Satan reincarnated from hell. I swear she's even worse than Satan. She almost killed my date!" He shivered as he half ranted, half cried and the memories left him trembling for fear once more.
"Killed you date?" Fuji was now highly amused at his vivid descriptions of his sister, and as he polished another of the wasabi sushi he couldn't help it but to ask. Yukimura looked very much interested to know as well.
"Well… we were just playing around you know, and accidently destroyed the living room." He started sheepishly and under the stares of his friends he retorted. "Hey, you know we're stronger than humans right? And well… we got carried away. Ochibi wasn't very please with the mess we made… so she… threatened my date… and kicked me out of the house." He almost bursted into tears at the last part. "And I was only half-dressed you know! And there was this gathering, but she absolutely refused to let me in until an hour later and made me clean up the mess. And she had to go through even one of the single spot checks until everything was sparkling before she let me off. She's a Satan I tell you. No, Lucifer plus Satan combined!"
Laughing out loud, Fuji ignored the stares of Ryoga and noted that Yukimura was smiling as well. Not one of his plastered smiles, but one of true amusement. No wonder Yukimura accepted Ryoga as one of his close friends, he could lighten the mood anywhere.
"Hey~!" Ryoga cried out indignantly as he saw his two friends laughing at him. "Wait until you see her, you'll get what I mean!"
"Saying of which, Yukimura is joining us at Dragon Academy starting from tomorrow. Why won't you come to our academy, Ryoga?" Fuji stilled his laughter as he probed Ryoga.
"Dragon Academy…" Ryoga trailed as blood escaped from his face. "Oh no, no, no. This can't be true…" He glupped as he stared at Yukimura with what could have been a look of pity. "My sister's going there as well."
Raising an eyebrow at his reaction, Yukimura almost smirked as he teased. "Ryoga, I'm not afraid of your sister like you are." Fuji gave a cheshire grinned at the recent development.
Totally ignoring what he said, Ryoga grabbed Yukimura's hands, "Yukimura… Promise me you'll never go ten meters near her. I don't want to loose such a wonderful friend like you! I can't survive the guilt if you were to be killed!" He wailed as though it was Yukimura's deathbed, and Fuji chuckled at the sight of pleseant surprise on Yukimura's face.
"Ryoga, you believe that I'll be killed by your sister?" Yukimura could hardly believe his ears. While it was nice to be called wonderful, he certainly did not think that a normal devil, much less a half devil could kill him.
"No…" Ryoga composed himself slightly, as he thought logically for the first time this night. "You are strong… Hey, maybe you won't die!" He smiled comically at Yukimura, before switching to a serious tone. "But seriously, don't get too close to her and anger her. Too dangerous… definitely too dangerous…"
Fuji could only laugh at the obviously unhappy look on Yukimura's face, it was certainly no surprise as to why he was so pissed off. His closest friend who probably knew of his strength was worrying for him over another female. But the look on Yukimura's face was definitely priceless.
Before Yukimura could retort to what Ryoga had said, Fuji interupted, "Ryoga, won't you join us? Marui and Niou would certainly welcome you. Plus it will be lonely for you at your academy without Yukimura."
"No way! My sister has specifically ordered not to go to the same school as me, and if I tranfer, she'll kick me out of the house." Ryoga grumbled as he dismissed the offer.
"The house is no longer yours but hers?" Yukimura smirked as Ryoga gave him a look that told him not to dwell on the topic that obviously struck him on his core.
His eyes watered as he recalled the truth, not forgetting to sniff every now and then. "My parents actually gave her the house! How could they?!" He continued to cry as he clung onto Fuji for support. "I'm homeless! And she won't allow me to bring girls back to the house!"
"Maa…" Fuji was at a loss of word at his friend's rantings. Half of him wanted to laugh at the state of Ryoga, since he had never really supported his playboy ways, but the other half pitied him. A glance at Yukimura told him that he was too, torn between being amused and pitying him.
Glaring at his two friends Ryoga groaned. "You guys, don't you dare to laugh at me, I'm already pretty pathetic right now, so don't make things worst."
That was the limit, Fuji's mind could hardly register before he finally lost control and started laughing, gasping as he tried to catch his breath. Yukimura was also somewhat like him, as the male bent over only to burst out into soft laughter that rang in Ryoga's ears. The sight of the red-faced Ryoga certainly did not help stop their laughter, as they continued laughing, attracting the looks of the people around them.
"Hey, hey! Stop laughing! Seriously!" Ryoga looked as though he was going to have a fit when they finally managed to grasp some self-control and stopped their laughing. This guys! What had he done to deserve friends like this that only laughed more when he was obviously suffering?
Still gasping slightly for breath, Fuji straightened as he tried to look serious to atone for what he had done. A slight cough from Yukimura indicated that he was doing the same. Ryoga glared daggers at them as he stuffed one of the cakes into his mouth in mock anger.
A thought suddenly struck him. "Oh shit."
"What?" Fuji and Yukimura asked almost simultaneously, a sudden wave of concern washing over them.
"Her cat arrives tomorrow!" Seeing the bewildered looks of his two friends, he hastily explained. "I'll tell you that cat of hers is seriously not, I repeat, NOT a normal cat. It's definitely the reincarnation of the Satan's sidekick!"
Looking at Ryoga's flushed face, Yukimura and Fuji took another deep breath as they once more broke into wild laughters, very much worst than before. Ryoga stared at the two of them in horror.
"Come on guys, stop laughing! It's NOT funny!!!"
I DO NOT OWN PRINCE OF TENNIS, but I do own the story :D
This fanfiction story is dedicated to thfourteenth, who requested for a supernatural story, combined with romance.
Well, my 2nd fanfic is now out! ^^ I hope you will like this story, which is quite different from my other story Choosey Lover.
Comments are welcome, and I don't really mind flames if they come with constructive comments. Do tell me what you think of this story I would love to hear words of encouragement and compliments if you find this to your liking of course, I mean who doesn't?
Well, that's all. I'll try to update both of my stories. ^^
Life-destinyA slight note: Satan is known to be the most powerful demon in hell, and Lucifer is known to be a fallen angel gone to the dark side. Both are very scary
