Disclaimer: I do not own the Prince of tennis.
This is my first fan fiction. Hope it turns out ok. This would be a short fiction because I don't see myself capable of writing long ones.
Thanks for all the reviews. I really appreciate them a lot : ).
Summary: Two years ago, the first year tennis prodigy from Seigaku, Echizen Ryoma, disappeared from the junior high tennis world. Nobody knew what happened to him or where he was. Two years later, he returned back to Seigaku, back into the regulars' lives just when they had moved on. What is going to happen now? Past would be revealed, personal boundaries would be crossed, hearts would be broken and the one question will be answered: Is it wrong to be selfish to be with the ones you loved.
It would mostly be in Echizen or Atobe POV unless I state so.
'Everyone deserved to be selfish, even a king'
'So this is Seigaku', I thought as I stared at the building before me, 'the sister school of the one I was in'.
With its towering levels and off white paint, Seigaku High looked like all the other schools in the vicinity. A far cry from the private school I had attended just last week. "What am I getting myself into?' I mumbled as I walked into the campus.
"Class, we have a new student today, his name is Echizen Ryoma so please make him feel welcome". With that I found myself the subject of attention of twenty pairs of eyes.
Composing myself, I pasted a smile on my face and bowed. Instantaneously, sounds of books dropping and gasps could be heard throughout the room. I lifted my head and was shocked to find almost half the class with eyes wide and mouths big enough to fit a tennis ball. "What is going on?' I mumbled as I wearily made my way to my seat.
"Have you heard, Echizen Ryoma is back."
"No way."
"It is true I saw him just now."
"How dare he return after leaving without a word two years ago."
"Shhh, he might hear you."
"By the way, he seems different…….."
The conversation of those 2 boys became fainter as they moved away from the spot I was hiding. That was one of the few conversations I heard since lunch break began and my heart sank as I repeated those words in my mind.
"Left without a word, I would never do that, would I?" I felt tears collecting in my sockets, waiting for the moment to fall, as I curled into a sitting position with my head buried between my knees. 'I can't stand this anymore; just what kind of person was I?'
(Momoshiro POV)
I was walking down the hallways to the classroom of the 'freshman trio' when I heard it. Faint cries coming from the empty room next to me. Normally I would not be scared of this kind of stuff but Inui sempai had to bring up the story of the cursed tennis ball to test our nerves.
"Come on, Momoshiro, now that we are in broad daylight, what are you afraid of?" I mumbled as I tried to calm my pacing heart. Saying a silent prayer to kami sama, I gingerly moved towards the sound. With shaking hands, I pushed open the door and closed my eyes, expecting some spirit haunting the classroom to attack me.
When that did not happen I opened my eyes and saw a figure in a fetal position near the teacher's desk. The person whom I presumed to be a boy (but I can't be sure for he looked feminine, but then again so does Fuji sempai) had his head between his knees. He was trembling and muffled cries could be heard.
"Hey, what is wrong?" I asked quietly as I moved towards his position in the room. He tensed and lifted his head. Time momentarily stopped as I stared at the face before me. Black hair with a tinge of green, golden eyes that seemed to stare right into your soul. It was a face that I would never forget.
"Echizen"
(Ryoma POV)
"Echizen"
By this time, I would not be surprised that a stranger like the one before me knew my name. Practically half the year one cohort knew
about me and that was scary. 'Am I some kind of famous person?' I tried searching my mind for any information that could help me explain this but it turned out blank, like it was yesterday and two years ago.
I stared at the figure before me. He had black spiky hair and violet eyes and was too tall to be a first year. His expression could rival that of Keigo when I came home one night covered head to toe with chocolate sauce and that brought a slight smile to my face. But what happened next was beyond my expectations, I found myself pulled into a hug by this person, tears dampening the material of my shirt.
Why did this felt familiar?
Same time in America
I looked at the dark clouds gathering in the night sky. My butler's words echo through my mind.
"You have kept him for so long, isn't it time to return him back to the ones who loved him?"
I shifted my focus to the picture in my hand. It was a picture of Ryoma and me, taken six months after the accident. With my finger, I traced the outlines of his face.
Flashback starts
"Keigo"
"Yes, Ryoma", I said as I pushed strands of hair away from his face
"Would we be like this forever?"
My hands stopped midway as I processed his words
'Would we? Would you want to be together when you do remember?'
Sensing a change in my mood. He sat up from his position on my lap and turned to face me. .
With the cutest pout I have ever seen, he said, "What is wrong. Keigo? Don't you want to be like this forever?"
I put on a fake smile and pulled him into a hug
"You are so cute. I do, more than anything. I am just shocked that is all"
"Silly Keigo," he mumbled from his position in my shoulders, hiding a blush, "we will be together forever, I promised."
With that we sealed our fate
Flashback ends
"Atobe bocchama, Atobe bocchama, we have arrived"
I was pulled back to reality by the words of my chauffeur before me.
I pocketed the picture and walked toward the ride that would bring me closer to my love and the past I was trying to hide from him.
I am coming, Ryoma
A/N: This concludes the second part of my story. There are not a lot of developments in this chapter. Do expect tears in the future parts. Once again do pardon my mistakes (I do not have a beta reader nor a word processor or whatever it is called) and I apologize if the whole piece still looks cramped because I am in the process of figuring out the format. The future parts might take a while for I have to get my act together and come up with a plot!
Someone did request a possible love triangle in this fiction. Would you want one in it? If do, with who? Please send me reviews. : )
