Echizen was sitting in the Fuji's living room, he, of course, had been told sit on the floor like a good puppy by the older Fuji, while she relaxed on the comfortable sofa. They sat in silence, watching the television, the news was on telling about some car crash, then some plane crash, and then some train crash and so on, just bad news, like normal really.
He had tried to leave the household many a time but either one of the siblings kept reeling him back in like a fish on a hook. So there he sat, sulking on the floor, brooding silently to himself, encased in self-pity.
Fuji-senpai had gone off somewhere, possibly to have a shower, Echizen didn't know, he wasn't paying attention. The green haired boy was focused on the many thoughts of how to rescue Karupin from the evil fortress that was his home many scenarios were plaguing his mind; he looked around the room, 'hmmm, a piece of string, a paperclip and a battery….all I need now is a ladder...'
Yumiko looked down at the sulking figure, she had to hand it to Syuusuke, he was quite an adorable boy, slightly intolerable, but adorable nonetheless. He looked deep in thought, his face poised in aristocratic perfection, quite a breathtaking beauty for such a young man.
His personality may need improvement but the boy passes on the 'looks' section. She'd have to give Syuusuke her blessings; she thought with a knowing smile: love is definitely in her younger brother's future. The cards have told her so.
Syuusuke was upstairs, currently on the phone with one, Echizen Nanjirou. He wanted some answers and by god he would get some.
"Good evening Echizen-san, what a lovely night we're having wouldn't you agree?….ah Fuji Syuusuke, I'm sure Echizen-kun has spoken of me…no? strange…yes, yes, as busy as you say you are, there is actually a problem I would like to speak to you about….no Echizen-san, it's about your son….calm down, yes he is here….yes he's fine….no there's nothing wrong with him….no, nothing that would hinder his tennis progress….Echizen-san he's completely fine, but I would like to know what is wrong….what do you mean 'a bad time'...he's my kouhai of course I'll look after him….very well Echizen-san however I will be searching for answers from you again…yes, goodnight Echizen-san, I'll be speaking with you in the very near future."
Echizen Nanjirou, you've got some explaining to do.
The distant sound of Yumiko teasing Echizen drifted up the staircase, Syuusuke chuckled at Echizen's childish retort, placing a genuine smile upon his face, Syuusuke descended to join in the fun.
Back at the Echizen household, yelling ensued, the sound of smashed glass echoed throughout the temple. Nanjirou stood unmoving in the door way, blocking any retreat Rinko may make as she took on the form of a ferocious beast. Rinko paced hysterically back and forth a good few metres adjacent to Nanjirou, yelling obscenities in his direction and flailing her arms around in a psychotic blitz.
Nanjirou remained silent, waiting patiently for Rinko to finish her outburst.
Rinko panted heavily, her rant had worn her out rather forcefully, and she stared penetratingly at Nanjirou, expecting a reaction, something from the man in front of her.
Nanjirou shook his head, turned round, and walked up the stairs and out of sight. Rinko stood shocked at his actions, she expected him to retaliate with harsh words, not to retreat with nothing short of a word. Rinko sat down in an exhausted heap on the couch, she sighed heavily and dragged a hand through her messy locks, and down her face in defeat. She could tell her age was radiating off her, she felt old, older than she actually was; in a cry of desperation she shoved her face into her hands and started to shed tears uncontrollably, shaking harshly, her body convulsing in conjunction with her hysterical cries.
Ryoma watched as Fuji-senpai practically floated into the room, he noticed how Yumiko sat up allowing her brother to sit next to her, he watched them interact affectionately, and how Fuji-senpai's face lit up. Ryoma remembered his own brother: Ryoga. He'd never admit it to anyone but he missed his brother, a frown had found its way to his face as his eyes dropped to the floor.
Syuusuke glanced down at his kouhai, immediately blue eyes opened in a flash of worry, the younger boys shoulders were slumped forward, his head was tilted down so his hair shadowed his face, Syuusuke didn't like it, a sudden feeling to comfort the younger boy came over him. He had to restrain himself from launching himself at his kouhai and wrapping the boy up in his arms, promising that he'd make all the bad go away.
Echizen sighed, the thought of his brother made him, in turn, think about his predicament, his home, his mother. He wondered what she was doing, making dinner, or watching television just as he was, he scowled, his vision was beginning to blur with unshed tears, he would not show weakness, not in the face of his senpai, not in the face of anyone. He pushed back his tear and stood up in haste and walked past the Fuji siblings who had finished chatting enthusiastically to each other, great, he was hoping to escape their attention as he attempted to flee their hospitality.
Ryoma walked purposefully out of the living room, feeling two pairs of eyes trailing him, if he walked with confidence he believed he could make his leave with no objections. He gently opened the fuji's door and gave a massive sigh of relief as he sucked in a breath of fresh air. He had escaped successfully from the Fuji household; he took his first step out onto the pavement, only to be yanked back in by the collar of his shirt.
"Echizen-kun let me give you the official tour of the house; I don't believe I have done so yet, how rude of me. I wouldn't want to be a bad host now." Smile.
Echizen groaned as he began to be led throughout the household, then he smirked as a thought crossed his mind, he let his entire body go limp slumping to the ground, if Fuji wanted him to stay that much he would work for it.
This obviously didn't seem to faze Fuji as he dragged Echizen along as if one would a sack of potatoes, talking animatedly to the limp Echizen, who had long ago tuned out the older boy's chatter.
~AUTHOR'S NOTE~
…..J…Just a few months late…..or a year….heh heh…
So…I apologise, hopefully some have you have stuck with this story still, even though it's been sooooooooooo long
I have no excuses as to why I haven't updated I'd like to say 'OMGosh like skewl has been so incredibly demanding on my personal life that I haven't even had time to scratch my a...well you get the idea" but sadly no : (
Its no excuse, I'm just an incredibly unorganised and unmotivated person, but I've successfully finished school so there's nothing holding me back! ….except for my lack of motivation of course…
Thank you all for the reviews and the suggestions! They're greatly appreciated!
So I'm thinking the next chapter should focus a bit more on Rinko….thoughts?
I'm writing this as I go, so I write a chapter then put it straight up. So I'm hoping to write the next one possibly by next week (don't hold me to that though) it is the holiday season so it could be the end of next week that the next chapter is up
Thank you all for reading the newest chapter and remember to leave reviews, suggestions and constructive criticisms (not destructive cynicisms!)
Till next time!
