Well, second chapter~ Enjoy^^

Sei-chan: Alya, the disclaimer...*cough cough*

Alya: Sei-chan, are you alright? Sorry, I don't own anyone of the guys here other than the OCs!

Sei-chan: Much better.

Alya: Was that cough fake...?

Sei-chan: Absolutely real. *cough somemore*


2 - Visiting the Hospital

I had learnt the Zero Shiki Drop Shot from Tezuka. It was amazing he was actually willing to teach me. I did a drop shot that day, and after that he called me and asked if I was interested in learnting the Zero Shiki.

He soon taught me, and it was only after I mastered it then I felt the bad effects. It wasn't only my elbow that hurt, my wrist hurt too. I decided that it was getting dangerous, and so I went along to the hospital without Syusuke's knowledge.

Entering the hospital, I headed for the sports injury department, and had my arm checked out.

The doctor took my arm, and gave it a prod. Pain seared my arm, from my shoulder to the tip of my fingers.

He flexed it gently, but the pain was unbearable.

" Miss Fuji, your arm's in a bad condition." he said.

" How bad?" I asked.

" Its not that bad, but to prevent it from getting worse, I want you to refrain from playing. Is it okay?" he asked.

" I'm sorry, but its not okay." I said.

" Fine. Take this guard. Remember to wear it when you're going to play. It prevents your arms from moving too much. Your arm is now overused, and we need to let it relax." the doctor said.

" For how long?" I asked.

" I do not know. It depends on you. But waiting a long time is definitely better than not being about to play forever. There was this poor boy who was wheeled in some time ago. He was a tennis captain too. Now he's reduced to just lying on the bed, waiting for his death. Poor boy." the doctor said.

" His name?" I asked.

" Yukimura... I think..." he said.

My brain just flashed Sei-chan, for some reason, I could not help but be worried that it might be him. I kept telling myself that its not him.

" Doctor, where's he?" I asked, slightly trembling.

As soon as I got the ward number, I entered and found Sei-chan lying on the bed with an oxygen mask over his face, covering his beautiful facial features. After checking with the nurse if it was okay if I went in, I entered.

The room was totally quiet, and it made the sound of Sei-chan's breathing extremely loud. He was breathing heavily, trying to grasp every single molecule of air to transport it to his lungs.

" Sei-chan, its me." I whispered, dropping down my tennis bag.

Slowly, the closed eyes opened.

" Yukiko-chan..." he breathed out.

" How did this happen?" I asked, trying not to cry.

" Don't cry... It was inevitable... My only regret is that I cannot bring Rikkaidai to the Nationals..." he smiled weakly.

" Sei-chan..." I cried, pain in my arm forgotten.

" Is your arm hurt?" Sei-chan asked, refering to the bandages and guard on my arm.

" Somewhat. It's overworked that's all. I've been practicing." I said, rolling down my sleeve.

" I see..." he said softly.

Before I could say another word, a group of people entered the room. I recognised them as the tennis regulars of Rikkaidai.

" Where did you hear about this?" Gen-chan asked me, fiercely.

" Do you need to know?" I asked.

" Tell me." he hissed, taking me by the shoulder, shaking me in plea.

" Sanada... don't, she's injured..." Sei-chan gasped for air, and reached out to pulled Sanada's shirt, failing terribly.

Pain seared my entire arm again. Blinking back the tears, I cradled my injured arm, like a wounded animal. It hurt so much. Without me knowing, tears just rolled down like a stream.

" Sanada, you made her cry..." Niou said.

" ... I'm fine... See you, Sei-chan." I said, grabbed my bag and ran out.

Outside, I walked quickly to the exit of the hospital. Once in the front yard, where the paitients sometime have a stroll, I made a mad dash.

Gen-chan was such an idiot. What's wrong with me visiting Sei-chan? Once again, tears flowed freely. It was painful. Both my arm and my chest.

" Wait!" came the call of Gen-chan.

All the more I ran faster.

" Wait!" he said and caught up to me, " When I tell you to wait, just wait!" he scolded me, holding on tightly to my left hand.

Not facing him, I allowed tears to roll.

" Does your arm hurt?" he asked.

" ...N-No..." I choked.

" Good. Yukimura has things to say to you." he guided me by the shoulders and turned me around.

His cheek was red. He must have asked the team to slap him.

I cupped his cheek, and it felt hot and swollen to me.

" Come with me." he said.

Following him, I saw that the entire Rikkaidai team was waiting outside Sei-chan's room.

" Go on in. He chased us out, threatening to kill himself." Yagyuu said.

Once again I entered Sei-chan's room.

" Come here Yukiko-chan," he patted the side of the bed.

Sitting down, Sei-chan took my right arm gently and gave it a small rub.

" Must have hurt." he said.

" En..." I nodded.

" Keep yourself safe. For my sake too. But to tell the truth, I want you to be injured. So that I can have someone to talk to." he smiled sadly.

" I'll come see you everytime I come here." I said.

" That's nice to hear." he gave another smile.

" Its a promise." I said, sticking out my pinky like how we did when we were younger.

" Heh~ You still do this?" he asked, sticking his pinky out too.

" Of course!" I said and curled my around his.

After promising Sei-chan, I left the room, and got Sanada an ice pack for his cheek. He irritatedly pushed me away, and I got pissed. I took the ice pack, and slapped it right into his cheek, making him hold it.

" Cool it down. Or you'll look like a pig tomorrow." I said and left.

" Bye, Fuji-san." Akaya said.

" Take care of your Captain well." I replied.


OMG! Someone tell me, is Yukimura out of character? O_o Well, the essence of fanfictions are that everyone's out of character^^ Including Sanada~~~ ^^ Akaya turned out cute too^^

~Alya