HOWL!
Ok How wiouyld it be if Ryoma Echizen met a gang of weremolves and became one of the, this is OOC at times but OH EFFIN WELL! Hope you like it ok, Rated T for Lanuage, slight sexual sences, and boyish attitude!
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15 year-old emerald/black haired Ryoma Echizen walked around town, his parents' funeral having ended two hours ago and having gotten away from the mourners that had come to their funeral. He just wanted to get away. He went to the nearest street tennis court he could find, and sat in the small stands watching the doubles matches keeping his end off his parents and on the game. A tennis bag and a hiking backpack filled with his things that he cared about enough to keep with him almost always and a lot of new clothes were slung over his shoulders, the rest of his things had burned to the ground with his house and his parents. He had been the only one awake and the only one able to get out of the house once the drunken bastard who thought it was a funny idea to light the house on fire, the police had caught the bastard and he's rotting in prison for the rest of his life and Ryoma is alone, no family, no siblings, just alone. His life has always been screwed in someway or another but this was close to the goddamn last straw. Lost in his thoughts Ryoma barely heard the call to duck and just instinctively put his hand in the air caught the flying tennis ball without a second thought and threw it back to the players. "HEY KID, come here," one of them with spiky broom-like black hair called, Roma went down hauling his bags with him wondering what the taller guy wanted.
"Hn," Ryoma asked curtly. The black haired guy came up to Ryoma. A hyper active redhead and a closed eyes honey brunette haired guy followed him.
"Hi I'm Takeshi Momoshiro but call me Momo, this is Eiji Kikiumaru" he pointed to the red head" "and Syuuske Fuji," he pointed to the honey haired one, the black haired one introduced.
"Ochibi, you have good reflexes, you want to play a match," Eiji asked and stopped as a howl of laughter erupted from the stands, Ryoma whipped around to see an obnoxious looking black aired boy standing next to a red head that was blowing a huge bubble in his gum.
"Kirihara, what are you shooting your mouth off at," Momo yelled at the blacked haired guy.
"Saying that that shorty can play any kind of tennis," Kirihara taunted "Like he could ever life a racquet with those puny arms," Ryoma opened his tennis bag nonchalantly and pulled out a tennis ball and his red racquet and served at Kirihara, he wasn't in a mood to deal with pompous idiots, his serve landed and twisted up towards Kirihara's ear. The latter was thrown off balance and landed with a smack on his butt. Momo and Eiji started howling up laughing, Fuji chuckled, and Ryoma smirked. Ryoma turned around to put his racquet away but felt a sharp pain at the base of his neck, he turned slightly while falling to his knees, a tennis racquet fell to the ground and so did Ryoma, physically tired fro being awake for the past 24 hours and now getting hit in the neck with a tennis racquet his body surrendered into unconsciousness.
"OI!! You ok," Momo asked, and that was the last thing Ryoma heard, he went into blackness. Fuji glared hard at Kirihara and the other red head giving them the get-the-hell-out-of-here-while-your-still-breathing look.
"You take him now," Kirihara sneered, but they got the hint and ran like mad away from the scene, More people ran onto the court, a black haired boy whose head looked kinda like an egg starting getting frantic (Three guesses who it is) and ran over to the now unconscious 15 year-old laying face down on the ground, a brown haired glasses wearing guy walked over, followed by a black haired guy in a green bandanna, a guy with super reflective rectangle glasses, and a timid mannered brown haired guy.
"Tezuka what should we do," the frantic guy asked the brunette wearing glasses, Tezuka pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Oishi calm down, try to wake him up, if not we'll take him to the hospital down the rode, we can't do anything till tomorrow since it's the full moon," Tezuka said rationally, Oishi grabbed Ryoma by his shoulders and shook gently, Ryoma moaned and opened his eyes to be greeted by triple vision, he blinked a lot trying to clear his vision, Oishi sat him up and he swayed on the spot his hands shot back to his neck, he rubbed it gingerly, Oishi sighed in relief, Ryoma blinked a lot again.
"Hello," Ryoma said dazed.
"Ochibi's ok, YAY," Eiji exclaimed he glomped Ryoma, who nearly blacked out again, Oishi pulled the hyperactive red head off, and Ryoma stood up, he swayed again and Fuji held him up.
"Thanks," Ryoma said he reached for his bag, Tezuka stopped his hand.
"You ok?" Momo asked, Ryoma nodded and grimaced at doing so, he had to go or those damn people from child services would find him and hound him again.
"No you're not, umm," Oishi said but didn't know Ryoma's name.
"Ryoma Echizen," Ryoma said shouldering both of his bags and inwardly groaning at the weight that is now pulling at his throbbing neck.
"Echizen-kun, let us at least walk you home so you don't pass out or or or," Oishi stammered and was cut off by Eiji putting a hand on his shoulder and stopping him.
"Well I don't have a home to go to," Ryoma stated bluntly, their faces showed confusion and his neck gave painful throb and his hand jumped to it again.
"What do you mean nya," Eiji asked, Ryoma sighed/grimaced and set his bags down again.
"My place burned down three nights ago," Ryoma said fast and bluntly, but they heard and gave him different levels of shock.
"Well where are your parents," the bandanna guy asked, Ryoma cringed inwardly 'damn it, this is why I wanted to leave!'
"They…died in the fire," Ryoma said as fast as he could but again they heard him and still gave him varying levels of shock, Ryoma cringed again, his neck was starting to swell and it was making him hurt all up and down his back and making him really dizzy, he held his neck and slumped forward, he fell onto his bag and passed out again.
"Echizen, Echizen! Man he's really out of it, we better take him somewhere senpai," Momo said trying to wake Ryoma to no avail. Momo picked him up and slung Ryoma's arm around his shoulders, "Man he's light," Momo observed, Eiji picked up the bags and stumbled a bit.
"Wow these things are heavier than you would think," Eiji said, they all piled into Fuji's SUV and drove the five blocks to the hospital.
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Ok first chap! Tell me if you like it so far, and remember this is AU so please don't send me a lot of flames about how OCC it is because they kinda have to be for the story to work.