Chapter two

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Yagyuu POV

"Damn it!" I shouted before kicking a pebble as far as I could. As the Gentleman, this was one of the few times I actually cursed. Why would Niou-kun replace me?

"Damn you Otori! Damn you to hell!"

Several pair of eyes turned to look at me while Yanagi scribbled something down into his notebook.

"Hey, are you alright?" Yukimura asked, arms crossed.

I was tempted to snap at him when I sudden realized that I'm ruining my own reputation."Yes. Thank you for your concern,"I replied politely instead. Composing myself, I corrected my standing posture.

However, when I continued to watch their match, I cursed again.

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Otori POV

I carelessly wiped away my perspiration with my sleeve as I stood behind the fake Shishido-san. Niou can impersonate him so well that we even managed to pull off 'pile mirage', the doubles formation that Shishido-san and I came up with. I had never thought that Niou and I could have such coordination. I gripped the racket tighter and positioned myself ready as Marui and Jackal walked back to court again after drinking some water.

As it was his service game, Marui bounced the ball a few times before tossing it into the air and sent it winging towards us.

We ran after it as one before Niou returned it with a swift flick of his wrist. Jackal jumped to catch the ball and managed to lobed it back. We jumped up and I smashed the ball downwards as hard as I could.

However, this was the chance Marui was waiting for. He confidently volleyed the ball and it landed on the net, rolling along it before dropping unto our side of the court.

"15-love!"

"Tensai doki?" Marui asked before flashing us a victory hand sign and blowing up a gum. One simply have to wonder how the self-proclaimed genius is able to play tennis with a gum in his mouth and not choke.

Tossing the ball upwards, Marui served again. I hit it back this time. Marui managed to returned the ball and we started rallying.

This is so fun, it's just like when I was playing with Shishido-san... The memories came flooding back again and I froze, terrified.

"30-love!"

The refree'a call brought me back to reality.

"Choutarou, focus on the game!" Shishido-san scowled, punching my shoulder lightly.

"Sorry, Shishido-san!" I apologized immediately. We positioned ourselves again and nodded towards Marui to start. I bit my lower lip as I told myself to concentrate but to no avail. My mind drifted back to that day and I was watching everything unfold before my eyes again...My bed, our pile of clothes, the blood-stained sheets, the pain, the tears, Shishido-san... I dropped my racket and the ball flew passed me.

"40-love!"

Oh no, I lost focus again...

"Choutarou! Are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine, Shishido-san."

"Is your wrist hurting again? You really shouldn't overwork yourself, Choutarou."

"Yes, Shishido-san."

We got back into the standard ready position. Bouncing the ball a few times, Marui tossed it into the air and rammed his racket hard against it. Keep your focus Choutarou! Crap, I can't Concentrate! I can't I can't I can't!

I screamed inwardly as the memories engulfed me, as vivid as ever. I collapsed to the ground, my leg no longer had the strength to support me.

"Game, Marui and Jackal! Niou and Otori lead 2-1, first set!"