A/N: This is a story featuring a Yuki/Ryo pairing and other Crack pairings inspired by other writers. This is also inspired by my favorite TV show, Heroes. Please enjoy!!!!!!! Warning: might expose random OOC's. Rated for language, violence and possible sexual context.
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis and Heroes. Don't sue me. I swear I'm only following the power list on Heroes™. Don't sue me!
"" for dialogs, '' for thoughts and sound effects, italics for flashbacks, memories and dreams, underscored words for English dialogs and some specified abilities and bold for news telecasts, radio shows, etc…
Bold for someone's ability.
P/S: I'm tired of typing long names. I'll refer Kikumaru as Eiji and Yuushi for Oshitari.
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Previously on Forgotten Heroes
"I think I'm going to have fun today."
These were the last words that registered in Oishi's mind before he slipped out of consciousness. All his pain, his agony should've ended there…but it didn't.
"I don't think so." Green eyes flashed dangerously. "It is I who's going to have some fun today. "
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Thursday (Oshitari Residence)…
Oshitari Yuushi is a calm and reserved boy. He doesn't wear his emotions up his sleeves. These characteristics of him made him one of the most sought-out personalities in Hyotei. His reclusive behavior gave him a mysterious aura that seemed to attract more people to him.
What people didn't know was there's a soft side of that granite rock named Yuushi after all. No one knows but he's a bit of a hopeless romantic himself. He keeps on wishing that someday he'll find that one person who'll break at the walls he surrounded himself in. however, that "one" person is not actually a regular choice. He's attracted more to gonads than to ovaries.
"Yuushi-sama." A soft voice called out from the door then followed by a soft knock. Yuushi's up alright. He already awake for about 15 minutes now.
"Come in." he called out. The door creaked open and the head of one of their servants peered in.
"Would you like me to bring some tea, Yuushi-sama?" she asked.
Yuushi closed the book that he's reading. "Yes please." He muttered. The door closed once more, giving him more time for peace and quiet.
His eyes caught sight of the clock.
"7:30…we don't have classes today but last practice is around 10." He told himself. "I'll leave at 8:30." He decided to read some more, until his door opened once again, this time, the maid brought in tea.
"Thank you." Yuushi muttered after she poured him some tea. The maid didn't left immediately. She just stood there, fidgeting a little.
"Ts there something else?" Yuushi asked her, quite annoyed from being watched.
"Uh would Yuushi-sama want his breakfast brought up here? You're parents and sister already left for work."
"I'm not hungry." Yuushi settled his cup down, a note of disinterest in his voice.
"Oh I see." The maid blushed. "Then just call me Yuushi-sama if—" Yuushi rolled his eyes.
"Could you just shut up and leave me alone?" Yuushi threw her a glare; his voice is more hoarse than usual. It would've been normal since he's always cranky in the morning especially with pesky servants however, the manner in which the maid's body jerked in attention and left was unusual.
Normally they would flinch then scurry away from him but this time, the girl's face turned blank before she slowly turned around and left his room like a she's being manipulated by puppet strings.
'Now what the hell was that?' Yuushi asked himself then the door closed. After a few minutes of thinking and with no answer, he shrugged the subject off and continued reading.
"I guess today is Mukahi's day." He muttered to himself, referring to the eccentricity of his doubles partner.
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He got tired of reading so he decided to go and take a bath. It took him 30 minutes to finish. He lingered in the bath since he's feeling peachy today. He put on his uniform and went down for something to eat.
He caught sight of the maid earlier and saw her scurry towards the kitchen when he came down. Another servant approached him and gave him the morning papers.
"What's wrong with that girl?" Yuushi motioned to the maid earlier.
"I don't know Yuushi-sama. She's usually talkative and lively but today she's different. It seemed like her tongue's cut off today." The servant replied.
Yuushi stared at the girl worriedly. 'Maybe she took my order to heart. Bad start Yuushi.' He sighed.
"What would you like for breakfast, Yuushi-sama?" the servant asked.
Yuushi shook his head. "I'm suddenly not-so-hungry anymore." He muttered before walking towards the door.
"But Yuushi-sama!" the servant cried. "Your mother told me that you need to eat something before practice."
Yuushi sighed. "I'll grab a bite outside."
"But—"
"Stop bothering me." Yuushi snapped at her. "Go water the plants or something." He blinked back in surprise when the made snapped in attention before walking towards the garden. She was wearing the same blank expression as the earlier maid.
Yuushi was speechless. He just stood there, gaping a little at the scene before he snapped back into reality and hesitantly followed the servant into the garden.
Amazingly, the maid grabbed hold of the water hose and started watering the plants.
"Mother in heaven!" Yuushi muttered under his breath. 'What the hell is gong on here?' he stayed there for a few seconds, dazed at his handiwork.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!"
The spell was broken by a loud, terrifying screech from the butler who was running into the garden.
"You're killing Madame's plants!" he yelled at the servant who in turn was equally perturbed at the scene before her. The potted cacti were swimming in water.
Yuushi slowly drifted from the scene, not wanting to be pinned with the mistake he caused the servant to commit.
"What took you so long?" Yuushi snapped at his driver who was waiting for him outside.
"I'm sorry Yuushi-sama." He apologized and opened the rear door for him. Yuushi tried his best to look calm. "Where are we off to now, Yuushi-sama?" the man asked when he got in front of the wheel.
Yuushi was in deep thought, reflecting on the two weird incidents later. 'Hmm…I don't know what's going on but I think it'll be safe to limit myself to using non-action words for today.' He pushed up his glasses and leaned back on the seat.
"Downtown." And they're off.
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The blue-haired tensai got off the car when they reached the busy downtown area. With only his valuables with him, he asked the driver to leave and deliver his stuff to Hyotei.
He lingered around the stores, looking for interesting buys. He soon felt the same boredom that conquers with every time after getting out of the 6th shop.
'I don't understand why most things bore me. Only Tennis keeps me hyped now.' Yuushi frowned a little. 'I'm looking for something to interest me. Is this the reason why I'm out here on the streets now, instead of lazing around Hyotei?' When he couldn't find a sufficient answer to his question, he decided that it's time for him to eat something so that his brain could resume functioning once more.
He started down a familiar street where he and the Hyotei regulars frequented to eat.
'And what about that thing I did earlier?' he asked himself. 'I didn't make them do such things. There's no possible way I could order them around like mindless minions. That's strictly scientifically impossible.' he was thinking so hard that a body crashing into him became such a big surprise.
Golden brown eyes widened when he recognized the trembling figure he's holding now in his arms.
"Oishi-kun?"
Expressive green eyes that usually made his stomach flutter now looked up at him in sheer terror.
"Oshitari-kun." he muttered.
"Are you ok?" the tensai asked. As seconds passed by he became aware of the state of Seigaku's fukubuchou. There were specks of red sporadically spread out all over the poor boy, his clothes are in a mess, he was trembling uncontrollably and something that he didn't expect…tears. "What happened?"
Oishi's lips quivered. "H-help me." he mumbled. "I think I killed s-someone."
Yuushi's was stunned. 'And here I am thinking that I'm going crazy.' He mused. He was roughly brought back into reality when Oishi suddenly collapsed into his knees. It was a good thing that Yuushi caught him before he hit the cold pavement.
"Get a hold of your self, Oishi-kun." he helped the brunette up and settled him down on a bench.
The other boy was still shaking and crying uncontrollably while Yuushi was left grasping for solutions inside his head.
"Tell me exactly what happened." Yuushi sat beside the boy and took his trembling hand. The latter just was muttering incoherent words under his breath that left Yuushi desperate and annoyed.
"Will you calm down a bit, Oishi-kun!?" he muttered in outrage. He was amazed by the effects of his words on Oishi who in turn stopped rambling. A few more seconds, the boy was nothing but relaxed. 'Hmmm…maybe this isn't such a bad idea after all.'
"Now tell me where you left this person who you think you killed." He whispered into the boy's ear. Oishi's hand pointed to a concealed alley by a rundown building. "Now stay here and wait for me." he waited for the boy to nod before he left.
He made sure he doesn't look suspicious when he slipped into the alley Oishi pointed. It seems like the place is empty with broken woods and stuff haphazardly thrown everywhere. The tensai took a deep breath before walking a bit farther.
And then he saw it.
" no way…" Yuushi felt himself shudder when he saw a man lying on the cold concrete, his legs bent in a weird and seemingly painful way. There are also random cuts and bruises all over him and blood was dripping from his mouth.
"This man received one hell of a beating." He muttered as he peered closer to him. He was almost certain that the man's already dead just as Oishi claims but he noticed the soft heaving of the man's chest and his eyes are slowly fluttering to open.
'If this man gets to a hospital, he will surely tell on Oishi. There's no way that he would forget the person who beat him to a pulp. If that happens, Oishi could go to jail.' He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
'That couldn't happen. There must me a reason why Oishi did this.' He jerked when something hit his leg. The man is awake but barely holding up. That same moment, Oshitari came up with a decision he never thought he would be making.
"I'm sorry for what had happened." Yuushi told the half-conscious man. "I'm going to get you some help but you are going to forget who did this to you." He stood up and ran out of the alley. He scanned the crowd and saw Oishi still sitting where he left him, peace written all over his face. 'Damn idiot.' Yuushi gritted his teeth.
He stopped the next person who approached him which turned out of be a 10 year-old boy. He didn't waste any second as he whispered into the kid's ear.
"I want you to call the police and tell them that there's a badly injured man in an alley next to Old Fiji Building who needs an immediate attention. After that, hang up and…" Yuushi held the boy's face to look up to him. "forget about me."
He lingered for a while to see if the kid got his instruction and upon seeing that he did, he ran to grab Oishi and left the place as fast as they could.
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"Wha—?! Stop!!!" Oishi's voice came to his head.
Yuushi's eyes narrowed and let Oishi's hand go. He studied the boy for a moment, noting the distressed aura once more. "Looks like you're back." he panted.
"Why am I here? Why are you here?" Oishi started to rant. "There was something that I was supposed to do. I don't remember being here…"
"Simmer down Oishi-kun." Yuushi straightened up.
"Simmer down?" Oishi asked him. He paused for a while to think.
"Oh god." He uttered.
"What?" Yuushi asked. 'I think he's beginning to remember now. Hmmm…so this means I can't alter memories?'
"The man." Oishi blurted. He began trembling once more. "There was a man who attacked me earlier."
Yuushi's eyes narrowed. "Attacked?"
Oishi looked up him fretfully. "Yes. I somehow ended up in that alley," Yuushi could see his eyes tearing up once more. "And then there was this crook who suddenly strangled me and then I passed out."
Yuushi studied his distressed companion. "You mean you don't remember anything?"
Oishi shook his head. "The next thing I knew I was waking up next to a half-dead man with blood splatters all over me." his lips quivered and soon tears fell unabashed down his cheeks.
"He did it."
Yuushi reached out and wiped the tears of Oishi's cheek. The other boy just froze upon the contact. "He?"
"Mikazuki." Oishi choked out.
Yuushi's eyes twitched a little. "Who's this Mikazuki?"
Oishi bit his lip and shook his head. Yuushi sighed.
"Hey, give me credit here. I saved you." He crossed his arms on his chest.
Oishi gave him a pleading look. "I swear I don't know. I...I" he didn't notice that he was wringing his wrist.
"You what?" Yuushi prompted.
Oishi let out a sigh. "It might sound crazy but—"
"Go on. I'm listening." Yuushi gently took his hand and urged the boy to walk on. Oishi blushed at the gesture. Seeing this, Yuushi tried to hide his smirk.
"A-after nationals I started seeing and doing weird things." Oishi stammered as he let the Hyotei tensai to drag him to places unknown.
"Hmmm…coincidence. Me too." Yuushi aid off-handedly as he steered them both out of the mini park.
"You too?" Oishi peered at his face. "You mean you started talking to yourself in the mirror as well?"
Yuushi chuckled a little before he cast Oishi a side-ward glance. "I'm not so sure about the talking-to-the-mirror thing but I've been noticing strange things happening to me as well."
Oishi looked down dejectedly, making him look like a little child who lost his precious balloon or something. "Ohh…so I think it's just me then. What the—" He sputtered when he found himself before pushed inside a boutique.
"You look like a mess." Yuushi told him before grabbing random items on the shirt rack. "Here, try these on." he dumped the shirts on Oishi's arms before he let an attendant usher the poor, stunned boy into the fitting room.
"Hmm…maybe life's not that boring after all." Yuushi smirked before flopping into the sofa near the fitting room.
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Oishi squirmed in his seat. How he ended up in a classy western restaurant, in an expensive-looking shirt, from the dark alley earlier was still a blur in his memory. One thing is clear to him though. He doesn't like the fluttering in his stomach every time Yuushi's gaze settles on him. It's too much of a discomfort
"Do you have any problems?" golden brown eyes looked up to him in concern. "Is the food bad?"
Oishi blushed under those scrutinizing eyes. He shook his head before he clumsily started on his plate of Italian pasta.
Yuushi smiled at the other's discomfort. 'I couldn't quite explain it but he makes me feel...well alive.' He gave Oishi one last amused look before going back to his own plate.
"Why are you doing this?" Oishi suddenly asked. "I didn't mean to sound so rude but why are you helping me?" greens eyes glazed with insecurity looked up at him.
Yuushi put down his fork and propped his chin on his hands. " Well, honestly I don't know. But this I can tell you," He gave Oishi is trademarked lazy smile. "You managed to perk up my interest and not all things or people could do that."
Oishi just sat there, lost in a sea of gold. He could feel his heart beating faster against his chest. 'This is impossible. I'm still grieving over my long crush finding a boyfriend and I almost killed a guy earlier but now I'm sitting here, blushing like a girl who's out in her first date!'
Yuushi noticed Oishi's discomfort. He couldn't help but smile a little, seeing his effect on Seigaku's Mama.
"So…" Oishi jerked up a little. "What was the thing that you were trying to tell me earlier?"
"Uhh Oshi—"
"Yuushi."
Oishi gave him a confused look which Yuushi just waved off. "Call me Yuushi."
"But—"
"What? you want me to command you instead?" Yuushi cast him an amused looked. "When I said earlier that strange things happen to me too, I wasn't kidding. I woke up with morning, only to find out that I can make people do things against their will be use of words. That's how I saved you earlier from an impending life in prison."
Oishi's eyes widened comically. "Seriously?" he gaped at him.
"So I told you mine now tell me yours," Yuushi looked at him challengingly. "Syuichiro."
Oishi was marveled at how sultry Yuushi sounded when he said his name.
"Syuichiro."
Oishi snapped back into reality. He didn't noticed that he's sporting a very obvious blush right that moment. "Uhh…I-I woke up this morning only to find myself passed out on the bathroom floor after I saw my reflection winked and said hello to me." He smiled awkwardly at Yuushi. "After that my reflection seemed like a different entity. He's like a whole new me. he talks rudely, he's short-tempered and a bit violent."
Yuushi tried his best to deduce everything that he said. "So it's like you have developed an alter ego with a personality that is completely opposite to who you really are." He gave Oishi an amused look.
"Don't tell me that all that is to it."
Oishi shook his head. "You don't know how scary it was. Earlier during practice, I think Fuji heard me talking to him. I accidentally broke the bench with my very hands. Could you believe that? God knows I couldn't even break my pencil in half."
"Ok what happened next?"
"Our talk went out of hand and I hurt him." Oishi bit his lip. "I never meant him any harm but I slipped and became Mikazuki for a second. In my desperation to get hold of my consciousness I kinda threw him against the lockers."
Yuushi's eyes widened. "You did that?!"
Oishi sweat-dropped. "I didn't mean to." He frowned. "That's why I ran as fast as I could away from Seigaku. If I didn't, who knows what could've happened."
Yuushi let out a deep breath. By asking questions, he knew he made Oishi upset once more. "I see. Go finish your food and I'll drop you off at Seigaku later."
Oishi gaped at him. "But you still have school right? You might run a little late if you do that. I don't want you to get into trouble…"He trailed off when Yuushi reached out and rubbed a finger gently on his forehead.
"You should stop worrying too much or you'll get wrinkles at such a young age." Yuushi smirked at him before pickling up his fork again to eat.
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Yuushi won the argument and soon he and Oishi are stowed inside his car and are driving towards Seigaku.
"What if you come in late? You'll get in trouble." Guilt was written all over his face.
"You worry too much, Syuichiroh." Yuushi let out an exasperated sigh.
"But Yuushi---" Oishi brought a hand to cover his mouth, realizing what he just did.
Yuushi's face brightened up a little. "You called me by my first name."
Oishi blushed crimson.
"It's ok." the car started to slow down until it came to a stop right in front of Seigaku's gate. "I like the sound of it."
Before Oishi knew, he was out of the car. What he couldn't forget though was the blush on Yuushi's face when he said the last statement. Oishi took a deep breath and watched the car's fleeting image. He couldn't completely explain it but Yuushi's presence was like a breath of fresh air to him.
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"Where are we off to now, Yuushi-sama?" the driver asked.
Yuushi smirked, still feeling the butterflies in his stomach. "school." He muttered. 'I think I can finally beat Atobe today.'
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A/N: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Oishi/Oshitari is the best!!!!!!!!!!
Another character is gifted with a special ability. Yuushi has the power of verbal persuasion. Hhmmm…just imagine what he could do with it. (nosebleed) total domination over Oishi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KAWAII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So…if you want to see such beautiful schemes of mine…
MAKE ME HAPPY AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
