Prologue - Innocent Glass
'To wake or not to wake?' It was a seemingly simple thought that plagued the mind of a emerald-haired prodigy.
On one side ...if he rose, he knew of the hell that awaited him, the expectations that he wasen't sure if he could grasp alone. He also knew the power held at bay, simply following his very whim.
He was gifted in more ways than one. He was known for his prowess on the tennis court as the Prince of Tennis.
But to him and the creatures that live amd roam in the deep blue sea. He is known for something much more, something much greater.
Night and day he prepared, he trained. Until he became master of the teprmental tides. Ryomas mind was lost in the simplicity of the walls around him. But that is not to sayhe was unaware. Due to a certain gift; a mere shift in the water molercules in the air, alerts him automatically, to any disturbances.
His ears twitched at the subtle swish of the glass of water beside his bed. The dampness in the air. the humidity...his complete control of it. And yet the serinity of the moment was almost completly lost on him as the alarm clock beside his head made its route to a certain demise.
If only the clock could think and understand its courrent position. It's proximity to not only his head , but the annoying sound it makes as well."beep ,beep,beep,beep, beep, beep." And the cycle continued,Earning another twitch. Maybe then it would be quiet or even a bit wary when the seemingly innocent glass of water was so coviniently put beside it would have noticed the runbling of the water inside the cup as the owner of said alarm clock continued to bodily twitch.
But Alas! Alarm clocks are inanimate , no such thought process ever arose, So the pity for the alarm clock never came.
Oh! How the poor clock never saw it coming and even if it had, who would have thought an innocent little glass would be responsible.
With one stong fist clench, Ryomas eyes flashed open. His golden eyes turning cerulean for half a second than going back to the original golden honey color we all know and love. The water churnned, shattering the innocent glass to piecesmaking the water pure ice and slshing the clock.
Seemingly pleased at himself after launching the half the clock across the room frowened as he remembered he had tennis practice. "Guess I have to get up...FUCK! I'm late"
AN: Yeah this is my first time writing a story so I hope to get good reports and good critisism is allowed as well. Oh about the pairing I beleive might be thrill or Ot6. SO if you dont like yaoi please press the back button.