In this chapter, the PoV will change a lot, because I wanted to tell everyone's feelings.
Warnings: Major ooc, but in this situation, who wouldn't act like they do. And hugging...for those who don't like that:p
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis
Yagyuu PoV
"AKAYAAA!!!"
I jumped when Kirihara-san shrieked in despair. I quickly turned to look at Yukimura, silently asking him to stop the horrible sound.
I was being stupid, yes. But right now my head was a mess, and I couldn't think at all with more noise.
Yukimura wrapped his arms around Kirihara-san and hugged her tightly. Kirihara-san went quiet, now crying silently into Yukimura's shoulder.
"He'll be fine…he'll be fine" I heard Niou mutter barely audible. I've seldom seen my doubles partner like this, but I knew how much he cared for Akaya. Wanting to comfort, I reached out my hand and held his.
He looked at me questioningly, but didn't release my hand. Instead he squeezed it once as a 'thank you'.
I smiled and squeezed back. 'Don't mention it'.
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Jackal PoV
My heart was pounding hard when I heard the news and almost fainted when Kirihara-san started howling her sons name. I never was good at handling stress.
Beside me, Marui had fallen to his knees. Should I comfort him? I should, shouldn't I?
I breathed in deep and patted Marui on the head. Marui looked slightly up, and I could see tears brimming in his eyes.
"Don't write him off as dead yet, he's still fighting" I reassured the redhead.
Marui smiled sheepishly and wiped his eyes. He got up from the floor and laughed slightly.
"I know he is, and I know he is gonna make it".
"that's the spirit" I smiled back and dragged Marui into a hug. Normally, I don't og around hugging boys, but today was an exception.
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Yukimura PoV
When Kirihara-san shrieked I felt my heart break. I quickly hugged her, letting her know that she wasn't alone.
"He'll be all right" I kept saying to her until she had calmed down.
"You are such a good boy, Seiichi".
I was slightly surprised when she used my given name, but let it og. I also felt that this situation had bringed us together.
I looked at the and felt a genuine smile on my lips.
In the corner Yagyuu and Niou was holding hands, reassuring each other with the simple touch.
On the other side of the wall, Jackal was hugging Marui. Never had I seen either the brazilian or the redhead hugging anyone before, except Akaya though. But then again, everyone had hugged the second year, even Sanada. Though he refuses to admit that.
I chuckled and looked at Sanada. The stoic fukubuchou was staring into wall, as if he was expecting to find the answers to all his problems there.
I heard someone run, and looked back.
A doctor came running past us, and into the surgery room.
"How is the patient" I heard him shout before the door closed.
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Kirihara PoV
When I again opened my eyes I was back with Nana.
"What happened" I shouted. "Why am I back?"
Nana stood before me, her shifting form making it difficult for me to see her face.
"I told you not to og into the light" she said harshly.
I was surprised when I heard her voice, never having heard any emotion from her before.
"Why shouldn't I"
"It always happens like this" she whispered and floated away.
"I was hoping…but I knew it couldn't be like I wished".
I suddenly felt cold and was genuinely scared when my breath turned into frost.
"What is happening" I shouted at her. I tried to get up and run to her, but I couldn't move.
"You didn't make it"
Her words became distant, and soon after she was gone.
"NANA"
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Nobody's PoV (A/N forgot the word you usually use :p..)
When the surgery in progress lamp blinked off, everyone in the waiting room went tense.
Soon after a doctor came out. He looked at the young boys before walking over to Kirihara-san.
"How is he? How is my son?" she whispered, fear written all over his face.
"Please have a seat, Kirihara-san" the doctor gently said.
Kirihara-san sat abruptly down.
The doctor sat down before her, and took her hand lightly.
"I'm sorry" he started.
Kirihara-san's eyes widened. "What do you mean?" she croaked out.
"There were some complications during the surgery. Your son didn't make it"
Silence ruled the room, until a soft sob ecchoed through the walls.
Yukimura fell to the ground and sobbed, hiding his face in his hands.
And as on que everyone else started reacting too.
Niou cursed loudly and hit the wall repeatedly, only stopping when Yagyuu threw himself on Niou and hugged him tightly, both crying silently.
Sanada closed his eyes and breathed in deep. He looked towards the surgery room, wondering if he'd see Akaya there. Then again Akaya wouldn't be there. Because Akaya was…dead.
He was dead, and he was never coming back…never.
Sitting silently on a bench was Yanagi. Not visibly expressing any emotions. But the thrown away notebook spoke for him.
Marui gripped Jackal hard in the shoulders and laughed slightly.
"Fuck" he chuckled.
Jackal became worried when he saw the redheads reaction and hugged him close. Soon he felt his t-shirt become wet, and was relieved.
He breathed in deep, deciding not to cry. First of all, he'd comfort Marui.
Crying came later.
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Yukimura PoV
It was a lie, right? It was all just a stupid joke.
I wiped away the tears, but more came. My throat was sore and my eyes puffed.
Looking up, I saw the others dealing with their sorrow in different ways.
So it was true then…he really was gone.
Somehow the tears stopped running, and I found myself looking at Sanada.
The idiot hadn't shed one tear, and I could see he was holding it in.
I got up from the floor and walked towards him. With everyone's eyes on my back, I grabbd Sanada's hand and dragged him into a privat toilet.
"What are you doing?" Sanada asked.
"You don't like crying in front of others right. Then, you can cry now" I hit the white walls.
"Seiichi" Sanada whispered.
"Tell me everything that you are feeling right now" I sounded despereate. But I knew Sanada. I knew that if he didn't get it out now, he never would.
"I'm just…a little shocked" Sanada muttered slowly.
"Are you not sad?" I yelled
"Of course I'm sad" Sanada shouted back.
I knew he was breaking. I could see the sorrow in his eyes.
"It's just so stupid you know. It's all my fault" Sanada yelled and hit the wall hard.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because it's my fault he hurried that day. Because I told him not to be late for practice".
Sanada's voice broke and tears streamed down his face.
"And I just can't believe that he's not longer here. It's unreal. He was supposed to lead the Rikkaidai team next year, but now he can't".
Sanada hit the wall once more before hiding his face and crying silently.
"Idiot" I sobbed. "It's not your fault. It's no ones fault".
I never knew he felt like that, and his pain made even my heart ache.
I hugged him from behind, wanting Sanada to know that I cared.
"Let's not blame each other. Let's just remember him for who he was".
Sanada chuckled slightly.
"And what a guy he was".
I laughed back, releasing Sanada.
"Let's og back".
"Yeah"
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Yanagi PoV
It was in moments like this that I realized how futile my data was. I threw the notebook in the trashcan, feeling disgusted.
Gathering data on a dying person was not something someone should do. Because a human life was more worth that any statictic one could write.
And gathering statistics on his chances of survival was really low.
I sighed and sat down on a bench.
Somehow it didn't seem real.
That my ever excited Kouhai wasn't going to be attending tennis practise anymore.
That he would never again point his racket towards me and say; "today I'll beat you".
Somehow it didn't seen right.
Akaya had such a long and bright future before him, but was never able to fulfill his goals in life. All because something as stupid as a car.
It's in times like these, I understand how fragile humans really are.
Kirihara-san was still shaking with grieve. I wanted to comfort her, but she got up from the chair before I could.
Silently, Sanada and Yukimura came back from the toilet, and I was relieved by seeing Sanada's red eyes. Out poor fukubuchou had been blaming himself all along, and I silently thanked Yukimura.
Kirihara-san coughed slightly, getting everyone's attention.
"I just want to thank you for being here for my son. I'm sure he would have been happy had he known."
She forced a smile. "I have a lot to take care of right now…I have to call people and…a funeral" she spoke incoherent before leaving.
The trip home is a blur, and the next thing I remember was lying in my bed.
I looked at the clock.
01:32
I should feel tired, but wasn't. Neither was I hungry, something that had worried my parents.
I closed my eyes wanting sleep to make me forget.
Soon after I slept, dreaming about a blue shape in a dark dark room.
It pained me to write this chapter, but I came to a decision that it had to end like this.
Please review and look forward to the epilogue
