Written: o6.12.o5
Last Edited: 28.o1.o6
(a/n) Yawn. I don't know…I think this chapter is 'sort of' like the turning point of this story. Not sure whether you readers will love it or hate it. (shrugs) but I'm still going to continue it whether it's hated or love because I've already planned the whole story out. Just not quite sure how many total chapters there will be. Enough of me being a chatterbox. Hope you like this chapter…even though you may hate it! Haha ;D
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Paparazzi
Chapter Four: Savage Beast
By Flipstahhz
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He got up from the heap he had been lying upon. As soon as Takeru Takaishi was standing, he immediately cringed in pain. His left hand stroked his aching back as he stared about the place. He squinted his blue eyes, attempting to remember what had happened the previous night. Flashes of memories clambered up in his head as he retraced what had occurred.
Basketball against Hitachi Sunrockers…The OSG Phoenix's winning…Kari being single…Celebration…Curtis' party…a lot of beers…a lot of beers…roaming around in his jocks…beers…friends dunking him in Curtis' pool…more beers
Recalling all this made him dizzy and light headed. His eyes finally managed to not waver as they adjusted to his surroundings. Empty cans of beer and plastic cups were scattered on the carpet. The usually neat room was tousled up and unfortunately, from the looks of things, some drunken person had smashed Curtis' plasma screen. He gulped. When Curtis found out about his broken screen he was bound to play private detective and do an investigation on all the OSG Phoenix members…Curtis…
It all clicked now. It only meant one thing…TK was still in Curtis' house. Takeru let out a sigh of relief….at least he hadn't done anything else more stupid than running around in his jocks. He flinched. He knew he'd never hear the end of it from his teammates.
The team captain running around in his jocks?
Yes, he'd be made into a laughing stock. He groaned. In timing, Curtis walked in…mouth gaping, distinctly appalled as he gazed at the mess. The Vice Captain had always been a 'neat freak.' Something very unhealthy for a man.
" Don't look at me, I didn't do it!" TK waved his palms in the air claiming his innocence, pleading for his life. " I swear…I passed out before the whole thing began!"
In some ways, TK thought of what he said was true since if he had smashed the screen he would have gotten rebounded with glass - and he didn't have cuts on his body. He only was nursing a massive hang over…and it was killing him like hell.
" There's trash everywhere!" Curtis groaned. " Remind me to never host a party, for out team, ever again…"
" Why are you getting all pissed off over the mess? It's typical for a party to be like this. And I thought you wouldn't be upset at the mess…but upset over your blessed plasma-"
" MY plasma screen!"
TK literally wanted to hit himself on the head for being such a blockhead. Curtis hadn't known about it until he had just blurted it out. TK reminded himself to never make the assumption again. He was walking on eggshells…Curtis was a tall man that could get rather scary when he was distressed. The blond haired man pitifully watched as Curtis kneeled on the carpet, staring at the remains of his plasma screen in evident grief. It was as if he was kneeling praising some sort of symbolic religious statue, but apparently he was not.
" Come on, big fella…let's go and clean this up…you can always buy another one," TK uttered as he went to the kitchen, fetching the garbage bags and came back in.
It seemed that everyone in the OSG Phoenix team had left Curtis with a whole load of mess, not bothering to help clean the place out. TK made a note to scold the team the next basketball practice. TK marched back into the room , handing Curtis another garbage bag, then began throwing random pieces of rubbish into it.
While clearing up in tedious silence, TK noticed a hot pink skimpy thong under the table. He pinched it and held it up to Curtis, attempting to start a conversation. " Some one got busy last night."
To his surprise, Curtis didn't react to his sarcastic comment. TK shook his head when he noticed that Curtis was still on his kneeling position, uttering the words 'Plasma…my precious plasma' over and over again in a continuous dreary routine. TK didn't know why his friend was over reacting when Curtis could easily replace the screen with a new one. Curtis was the Vice Captain the OSG Phoenix Team and whenever their team won a game they were all given a handsome reward of cash. TK threw the thong into the garbage bag.
A new person strolled into the room, yawning. His brown hair sprung in almost every direction. It was obvious that Daisuke had just woken up…then again, his hair was always in its usual deranged state.
" Good morn-afternoon," Daisuke correcting his greeting, wearily gazing over both TK and Curtis' head at the clock on the wall.
"Hello to you too'," TK replied.
The newcomer frowned when he saw Curtis' grim figure.
" What's up with him?" Daisuke scratched his head until he noticed the remains of the plasma screen. " Don't bother…I don't think I want to know."
" Good, I wasn't intending to explain," TK grunted, tossing him another spare garbage bag. " Help clean up, Dai".
" My condolences to your plasma screen," Daisuke bowed at Curtis' grim figure.
After the trio made the place spotless ( Curtis was a neat freak, after all), TK ordered some pizza over Curtis' home phone. While he was ordering, his cell phone began to ring. TK gestured Daisuke to take it. The Brunette headed mascot caught on, gingerly taking the phone from TK's jacket pocket and answering the call.
" Hello? Oh, hey Yamato! Yeah, it's Daisuke."
"Why? Ah…it's cause TK can't answer the phone at the moment – he's ordering pizza. I'll just take your message for him."
By now, TK had already completed ordering the pizza and was joining Curtis in eavesdropping on the conversation between Daisuke and his older brother.
" Tickets to your concert? Yeah, order another ticket! I'm in! I'm sure TK's in as well! Okay…bye! Catch you next week…can't wait for your gig."
With that, he hung up the phone.
" I just got us free tickets to see the Teenage Wolves live in concert!" he announced proudly.
" More like I did," TK pointed out. "It's my brother, after all."
" Party pooper."
" The party's finished already, Dai," TK murmured a comeback.
" Yeah," Curtis barred his teeth, " And why didn't you include another ticket for me?"
" Err…I was to excited…so I really didn't think at that moment….I'm sorry, Curts! C'mon guys…quit picking on me!"
They all chortled. Though they were all absolutely drained and bummed out from cleaning the joint, they still could afford to laugh. Even Curtis joined in, forgetting about his 'blessed' cinema plasma screen.
" When do we get the pizza, Takaishi?"
TK informed, " In five mins."
Before they knew it they had all piled into TK's convertible and headed towards Dominos. The triad stepped into the rather empty take-away store, their starvation willing them on. The only customers there was a small adolescent group of girls. The clique of teenagers were hidden behind a magazine. One of the girls stared over at them, her eyes bulging when he saw both Curtis and TK standing there. The Captain & Vice Captain...
Daisuke shuffled his pockets, a sneer forming on his face. Soon enough, the girls had burst out in uncontrollable giggles as they gazed at their magazine then towards them. It took seconds for Curtis to realize what they were chattering about.
" Takaishi, isn't that your face on the cover?"
A scowl played on his face as he stared at the cover, rather rebuked as his eyesight tore from his smiling face on the magazine cover. " Damn, I hate the Paraparzzi."
" But isn't that the magazine from that girl that interviewed you yesterday?" Daisuke queried.
In an instant, his eyes were drawn back at it. Kari must have had finished writing up the article…
TK glanced at the title reading, " Takeru Takaishi – A Devil on Court."
His friends were bawling up in laughter. It was clear that they had read the title as well. Half of TK wanted to partake with their fits of laughter, but he decided not to. Pulling both his friends along, he walked up to the group of girls.
Mystified, the girls stared up at the three fully-grown men looming over.
" Do you mind if I buy that magazine off you?" TK asked sincerely, scratching the back of his head. He had never known that he would ever find himself in such position of actually purchasing a 'girly' magazine to read about himself.
" So it's true," one of the girls chirped out, twirling her long locks of cinnamon shaded hair. " You're a really nice innocent guy in person, but when you're on the court you turn into a savage beast."
" Savage beast?" TK blinked.
He was worried now…
What exactly had Kari written about him?
Both Dai and Curtis were holding on their sides from peeling off into more laughter. He cleared his throat, " So…do you mind if I buy it from you?"
" Sure. You can have it for free," the owner of the magazine shrugged. " Seeing both Curtis and you in person is good enough than article…but you can have the magazine, only if you sign all of us a signature each."
Takeru agreed to the deal as both he and Curtis signed about seven napkins, while Daisuke added his – arrogantly saying that he was the mascot and was the one that kept the team going on. TK emitted, galvanizing in curiousness as he walked to the opposite side of the Domino store with Daisuke and Curtis trailing behind him. His eyes turned to the main article. He read it.
Takeru Takaishi – The Devil on Court
By Hikari Kamiya
Takeru Takaishi, the talented skillful Captain of the OSG Phoenix Men's Basketball Team, is a well known twenty one year old that many of us, girls, have centered in our hearts. He's a good-looking handsome man that has the typical blue eyes and blond hair thing going on.
Takeru sniggered. Kari just 'had' to add that detail. He then shuddered when he thought of how many young female girls were currently reading or had read the article.
When he's not on court he enjoys having a great time bye either partying, chilling out with his friends, indulging in a novel and having a good café latte here and there. During his interview he portrayed a down to earth nice innocent guy, deems on hopes and dreams who expresses a positive attitude and is willing to take many challenges… But was this used as something to be deceived by? There is a major flaw to his innocence.
On court he is referred to as 'The Star Player,' but it seems he has also gained the new title of – the Devil on Court.
Only yesterday, when Takeru Takaishi's team versed the Hitachi Sunrockers, Takeru finally lashed out his true colours – completely eluding his angelic identity, firing off into a savage beast.
" I am a different person on court. The heat of the game gets to me, and I crave for the attention and the challenge," Takeru Takaishi admits, during the one-on-one interview with Sweetheart Magazine.
And it's true. When he played the game, his fiery cold blue eyes would dangerously dart to where the basketball was at. During the basketball game he achieved a foul for intentionally and viciously shoving Yamada to the ground just to intimidate his rival on the court. One of the reasons that may have triggered Takaishi to react may be because he is stressed out, considering he is constantly under pressure by many people.
Perhaps this pressure is what Takaishi needs. This new angry bad boy Takaishi would do him good, making him more attractive, enticing and s.e.x.y! And what about it, girls? He's single…
TK dropped the magazine. Daisuke and Curtis gave him concerned glances.
It was clear that he had now lost his appetite…
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