Well, this is first chapter in a long time. And about the second chapter of An Attractive Bloodsucker's Birthday, well... I can't think of anything for it but for sure there will be a second chapter as I promised in maybe the next year or so... maybe.
And the disclaimer by fourteen-year-old Kazu-chan:
Kazuhiro: Hibari Kyoya XD does not own Prince of Tennis because she isn't rich as Atobe Keigo-kun and she said she would probably ruin Takeshi Konomi's amazing work. As well, the plot, my sisters and I belong to her. Hibari Kyoya XD also does not own BoA's Eat You Up.
Me: Thanks! And also, please don't steal my story or my characters without my permission. But if you mail me to tell me that you're using my characters/plot, you're welcome to use them if I give you permission.
"Kuma Kazuhiro and Matsumura Aoi to court 3 please. Kuma Kazuhiro and Matsumura Aoi to court 3 please."
KAZU-CHAN! YOU'RE UP!" A ten-old old Jirou yelled into the ear of a young girl the same age as him with brown hair flowing down her back and cheerful violet eyes.
"Kazu-chan" looked up from her book and pulled one of her headphones out of her ear to pay full attention on her hyperactive childhood friend, "I am?" Jirou nodded his head up and down excitedly, "GREAT! Wish me luck, okay Jirou?"
"GOOD LUCK KAZU-CHAN!" Waved an energetic Jirou. Kazuhiro thanked him, put away her I-pod as well as her book into her purple tennis bag and brought out her Tennis racket. Then she calmly walked onto the court.
"MUAHAHAHAHA! MY OPPONENT IS A SHORT, WIMPY LITTLE GIRL!" Boomed a voice, "You better forfeit before you get hurt!" Kazuhiro finally looked at her opponent and all she saw was a cocky tall guy with long black hair and a muscular physique. He wasn't even close to good looking, well… in her standards, which were quite high.
"Isn't tennis a waste for your height?" Kazuhiro didn't even think she would be able to play with her full power against him, since to her... he was probably only a warm-up.
"HAHAHAHA! It sure is! But even though this contest is for tennis players ages ten to sixteen, YOU'RE THE ONLY TEN YEAR OLD!" Hollered Aoi.
"Lets just start and see who'll get the last laugh, Matsumura-senpai." Declared Kazuhiro as she turned her back to overly confident teen.
"Love-all! Matsumura Aoi to serve!" Shouted the referee.
"DON'T GET HURT!" Grinned Aoi as he served a fast yet weak serve.
Kazuhiro grinned back and returned it to the other side of the court.
"Love-fifteen!"
She pointed her racket at him. "Can't you serve any stronger? Or are those muscles just for show?"
"Aoi-sama! Don't listen to her! You're the best at tennis!" Screamed a fan girl of Aoi that was next to Jirou.
Jirou countered with, "GO KAZU-CHAN! YOU CAN BEAT THIS GUY!"
"Why are you cheering for me? Jirou, just stay there and watch me beat this guy's ego to the ground," commanded Kazuhiro.
"You've only gotten a point off of me. Let's see you win six games!" Challenged Aoi.
Even the outcome was obvious; everyone except a hyper, cheering Jirou was shocked at the scene in front of them. Within fifteen minutes, Kuma Kazuhiro had won the match with the score six games to zero. Aoi's fan girls couldn't believe it, a girl that was six years younger than their idol defeated him and the girl didn't even let "Aoi-sama" get a point off of her.
"I'll eat you up (Your love, your love~)
I'll eat you up (Your love, your love~)
(Whoa)
I'll eat you up (Whoa)
So yum yum (Whoa)
Can't get enough (Whoa oh oh)
I think I'm in love"
Everyone tracked the source of the music to something like a phone or a music player in Kazuhiro's tennis bag as the owner ran out of the tennis court and stopped at the source of the music. She unzipped a pocket and pulled out her purple cyon Cookie cell phone. She looked at the caller id and the smile on her face grew even bigger.
"Who is it? Who is it?" Jirou excitedly questioned.
"If you move any closer boy there is no guarantee
What I will do to you I fear it and it's scaring me
Like I've become some kind of demon in the night
You look so tasty I could eat you up alive"
"Its my papa!" Answered Kazuhiro, as she flipped-open the phone and pressed a button so the ring tone stopped. "Moshi Moshi! Hi papa!"
"When are you coming?"
"So they're coming as well?"
"I just finished my game against..." Kazuhiro clapped her hand over the cell phone and faced Jirou, "Who was it that I played against again?"
"Matsu... Matsumu... Matsumui Ao-san!"
"It's Matsumura Aoi!" Screamed a girl from the other side of the tennis court.
"I won against Matsumura Aoi-san... I think," Replied Kazuhiro as she uncertainly answered into her Cookie cell phone.
"Okay! Bye-bye!" Kazuhiro closed her purple cell phone and faced Jirou who was trying really hard to stand still without fidgeting. "Come on! Let's go get ice cream!" Kazuhiro grabbed Jirou and dragged him in the direction of an ice cream vendor.
But what did oji-san say?" Jirou asked as he kept up with the energetic girl's pace, as he also wanted ice cream.
"He said he was coming in twenty minutes to watch my next game! Ko-chan, Ki-chan and Ka-chan are coming too!" Happily responded Kazuhiro as she continued to drag the poor boy.
Once they arrived at the ice cream vendor, Jirou was asked, "What flavour do you want? Its my treat!"
"REALLY? Then... then... I want... I want..."
"Excuse me, I'll have the lemon flavour," Kazuhiro received the flavour that she asked for and faced Jirou, "What flavour did you want, Jirou?"
"I CAN'T DECIDE!" Jirou yelled out crying Anime tears, waving his arms around like the child he was.
"Don't worry," Kazuhiro patted Jirou on the head, as she was half a head taller than the crying boy, "Take your time, we have..." She then checked the time on her purple phone, "Fifteen minutes."
"How many can I choose?" Jirou looked at Kazuhiro through those cute brown teary-eyes.
Sighing, the taller girl answered, "You can choose three flavours. Happy?"
The tears immediately stopped and the frown turned up side into an overly happy smile, "YAY! Then I want chocolate, bubble-gum and... and... and I WANT STRAWBERRY TOO!"
"But this is the LAST TIME!" Yelled Kazuhiro as she paid for the ice cream.
"I know you can't say no to your childhood friend," Jirou licked his three-scoop ice cream with a cheeky smile on his face.
"Really?" Kazuhiro jokingly asked as the dual walked back to court 3, "How about when I don't have any money?"
The energetic little boy then pondered the question all the way back to the court with a serious face while licking away at the delicious ice cream.
With ten minutes to spare, the two childhood friends made it back to their destination. Kazuhiro had already finished her lemon ice cream while Jirou finished only the bubble-gum, chocolate and strawberry ice cream. He was happily munching on the cone.
Leaning against the fence, "So... did you get an answer?" Questioned Kazuhiro as she looked at Jirou, grinning from ear to ear, waiting eagerly to hear the answer from the normally sleepy boy.
"When that happens, I'll find out!" Happily replied Jirou. Kazuhiro's palm then met her forehead as she sighed, "Forget it."
"I'll eat you up (Your love, your love~)
I'll eat you up (Your love, your love~)
(Whoa)
I'll eat you up (Whoa)"
"It's your phone!" Jirou stated.
"Yea, yea. I know." Kazuhiro looked at the caller-id and made a confused face. Flip-opening the purple cell phone and pressing a button, she spoke into it, "Moshi, Moshi?"
The girl's face then turned sour, "Excuse me? Who is this?"
"ARE YOU JOKING ME?" Jirou then nearly jumped out of his skin, "THIS ISN'T FUNNY!" Kazuhiro screamed into the cell phone with a serious face.
"MY SISTERS WERE IN THAT ACCIDENT TOO!"
Then the screaming girl breathed in and out a couple of times to calm herself down. "I'm sorry or screaming thank you for telling me." Kazuhiro closed the purple Cookie cell phone with a fallen look on her face and looked at the scared boy, "Jirou, we need to go to the hospital now!" She demanded as she grabbed Jirou's wrist as well as her tennis bag and started to dash out of the park, all the while dragging the poor boy.
"But WHY are we going to the hospital?" The poor boy cried out as the two ran like crazy.
"I'll explain everything at the hospital!" Kazuhiro panted.
Another fifteen minutes, the two ten-year olds arrived at the Tokyo Main Hospital's emergency department. Catching their breaths, the dual were tackled by Kazuhiro's youngest sister.
"Kazu-nee-sama! [1] Jirou-nii-chan! [2] Ko-nee and Kiyo-nee [3] were hurt! But I don't know about papa if he was hurt since I couldn't see him! They took all of us into a white vans, brought us here and then took Ko-nee and Kiyo-nee went that room over there!" Cried the little weeping girl as she pointed at a room labeled, "Emergency Room."
"Don't worry, Katsuo. Everything is going to be fine," Comforted Kazuhiro as she fixed her little sister's brown hair with her fingers.
The older girl's fingers straightened out Katsuo's shoulder-length brown hair as the tears in her bright-blue eyes dried up.
"But what happened, Kazu-chan? You said that you would explain everything!" Cried out the boy that was formerly silent.
"Um..." Started Kazuhiro, "Papa is dead..." Looking down, Kazuhiro's brown hair covered her eyes.
"But you just said that everything was going to be fine!" Shouted Katsuo.
"I KNOW WHAT I SAID!" Snapped Kazuhiro as she looked up and glared at the seven-year old. Katsuo became frightened at her sister's shout and she trembled under the angry look on her sister's face.
A flash of blond hair quickly stepped in, "Kazu-chan! You can't just yell at her!" Yelled Jirou as he stood in between the sisters and had his arms out to protect the little girl behind him incase if the other one in front of him decided to hit the frightened girl. By now, everyone in the emergency department was watching the trio.
"I'm sorry," The oldest sister's facial features softened from a hard, cold look to a sad yet comforting smile, "I just couldn't believe the words that I've just said, I wanted to believe that everything was going to be fine and I don't want to believe that papa is dead." Tears started to flow out the usually cheerful violet eyes. "I don't want to believe papa is dead! I just don't! But he is! And now, Ko-chan and Ki-chan are in critical condition because of my selfishness! If papa hadn't rushed to the tennis courts to make it to my game, he wouldn't have died!" Jirou wrapped his arms around Kazuhiro to comfort the crying girl.
"Kazu-nee-sama..." Katsuo's eyes begun to flood, "I'm sorry I yelled at you! But I'm scared! I don't want to be left alone!"
Jirou unraveled his arms, walked over to Katsuo and patted her petite head, "Katsuo-chan, you're not alone. Kazu-chan and I are here. Maybe Ko-chan and Ki-chan will be fine. Then you'll still have all four of us!" The smaller female looked up and saw Jirou's smile comforting her.
Suddenly the emergency room's doors opened and a man dressed in white stepped out. He scanned the room and his eyes landed on the group of children. He walked over to them with a calm, reassuring smile and look at Katsuo, "Weren't you the little girl that came in with the two girls?' Katsuo nodded as her tears stopped, "Well… to begin, I'm sorry to say but the one that I suppose was your father didn't make it as he was already deceased before he arrived in the emergency room. Don't worry about your sisters since they're in good health. Both of them survived and they're already are being moved to a room. The older sister made it through the accident with only a small scar on the outside of her left leg. However, the younger one has scars on the inside of both of her legs as we had to conduct surgical procedure since both of the Tibias were shattered. On the good side, in a few years the younger sister of yours will be able to walk," The doctor finished in record speed and waited for the three's response.
Katsuo and Jirou just continued staring at the doctor as if he had two heads, until Katsuo asked the two that were obviously smarter than her, "What did he say?"
"I don't know anything other than that your papa didn't make it," Replied the oldest yet confused boy.
"I heard that papa didn't make it but Ko-chan and Ki-chan are fine. And then I don't understand the rest of what he said." Added in the smartest of the three whom already stopped crying before the doctor finished talking.
"OHHHHHH…" Chimed the two previously puzzled children, "YAY! THEY'RE OKAY!" Happily yelled Katsuo.
"So can we see my sisters?" Kazuhiro asked in a monotone.
"Yes you can. Right this way." Answered the doctor as he led the three out of the emergency department.
As they were walking, Jirou whispered to Katsuo, "Don't you think Kazu-chan is a bit different?"
"I think Kazu-nee-sama should have been happy when she heard that Ko-nee and Kiyo-nee were okay…"
"Maybe she's holding it in so she'll be really happy when we see Ko-chan and Kiyo-chan."
"OH! I get it!" Katsuo ran up to the doctor and asked him with a huge smile on her face, "How much farther?"
"We're almost there."
"Did you hear that, Kazu-nee-sama?" Excited asked Katsuo as she shook Kazuhiro's right arm as they continued down the hall."
"Hm." Nodded the unusually silent sister.
"Well. We're here!" Announced the doctor.
"Yay!" Jirou and Katsuo charged into the room with excited faces, only for their smiles to drop into frowns.
In the white room, laid Ko and Kiyoshi Kuma, they both were on huge beds, attached to I.V. and they were breathing through masks. At the sight of this, the youngest of the group hugged Kazuhiro and burst out crying once more. The taller female held her younger sister close to her chest and lowered her head so her bangs would cover her tear-filled violet eyes.
"It was my fault."
Katsuo looked up at her sister, "Eh?"
"It was my fault, if I hadn't told papa to go watch my game, papa would still be alive and Ko-chan and Ki-chan wouldn't be this way."
"Kazu-chan, it's not your fault." Comforted Jirou.
"Yea! Jirou-nii-chan is right! Papa just wasn't careful when he was driving. He was excited to watch your matches!"
"MY match! MY match!" Kazuhiro cried out, emphasizing on MY, "Don't you get it? I'M the reason why he was careless! I'M the reason why papa is dead while Ko-chan and Ki-chan are on those beds!"
Suddenly, a knock came from outside the door, "Who is it?" cried Jirou. The door opened to reveal the four sisters' grandfather, Kuma Kenshin. The man in his forties had a ponytail holding his long, black hair and a beard of the same black colour. He had face that was considerably smooth except for the wrinkles around his eyes and nose. Today he wore his usual red and black yukata.
"Why are you here?" Growled Kazuhiro as she had hatred in her eyes towards her grandfather.
"Don't you dare speak to me with that tone, as of today, I'm looking after all four of you brats."
"WHAT? WHY?" Cried the youngest in the room and she hugged Kazuhiro tightly, "I don't want grandpa to look after us! Kazu-nee-sama can look after us! Father taught her! She can cook, do chores and… and… and… also help us with our homework!" Stammered the protesting eight-year-old.
"Too bad. None of you are of legal age yet, also your aunts and uncles don't want to look after four spoiled brats so the only guardian you have, until either Kazuhiro or Ko is eighteen is me," Katsuo started tearing up about now, "Hey, don't look at me like that, even I don't want to look after," Kenshin pointed a wrinkly finger at his youngest granddaughter, "you."
"You don't need to look after us," Added in Kazuhiro glaring with even more hate than before, "Just hire a babysitter and be on your way," All of this was said with venom practically dripping from her words.
"Umm…" Interrupted the nervous doctor, "I'll be going now, the caretaker of these two darling, sweet girls is Nakamura Yoshi-san," The doctor carefully sugar-coated his words so he wouldn't offend any of the two that were somewhat arguing, "And… bye!" He then opened the door, ran out and closed the door at lighting speed, hoping that he would never be in a situation such as the one he just witnessed ever again.
Back in the room, the two were still at each other's throats.
"JUST. HIRE. A. BABYSITTER. AND. LEAVE. US. ALONE." Hissed the irritated young girl.
"Fine. Since you're so stubborn, I'm letting you brats stay in the same house."
"What?" All three of the children were in disbelief; they just couldn't believe that the old man gave up without a fight.
"I didn't finish talking YET. I'm letting you stay in the same house on two conditions. One, four bodyguards will look after you and two, all four of you will have to undergo training."
"Training?" Jirou asked.
"Not you."
"Ohhh…"
This time, Katsuo chimed in, "Training?"
"That's correct. You will learn various things such as flower arrangement, self-defense, etc."
Both Katsuo and Jirou looked at each other before asking, "What's various and etc?"
Kazuhiro opened her mouth as if to explain but was cut off by her impatient, annoying grandfather, "Stupid brats, I just said that you will learn many, different things," growling Kenshin as he emphasized what he meant.
"And there's one other condition for Kazuhiro," the four's foster grandfather added in before pausing and pointing at the said child for effect.
"You will take responsibility for killing my son."
OHHHHH... A cliffhanger! You'll see why the grandfather hates them in the later chapters and criticism is welcomed so I can improve my stories! ^_^