A/N- Sorry for the late update. I personally loved the last chapter, like I am very proud of myself. XD

Training pt.1

I looked around the tennis courts, taking in the mass of players. Finally I could concentrate!

'Sorry Ryo-chan' Syuu's response was so sheepish. I chuckled lightly.

Turning to face the players, I took in their determined faces.

"As you all know, there is a mass vampire army, held under mind control. They are, as we speak, training for our elimination. So I believe the best way to battle this, is to train you." Tezuka stood in front, with his arms crossed, his face ever-so stoic frozen, with a slight frown on his lips.

"How do we train?" I licked my suddenly dry lips, as I remembered all the water present in my training. The way I had trained could easily be described as barbaric.

-Flashback-

"Ryoma! You need to be faster!" I was bent over, my hands on my knees. I stood beside a waterfall, as a mixture of blood, sweat and water trickled down my face.

'I'm trying Oyaji!' I growled internally as I regained my breath. My hands went back into the air palms held above me as I lifted four truck-size boulders and rotated them with my mind.

I refuse to be seen as weak. I would live here until I have my powers under control. I need to focus, then I can go back. I can go back to Syuu. And I'm ignoring the perverted smile coming from my father. He mock wiped at ear from beneath his eye.

"My chibisuke has grown up so quickly." I need to focus, damnit!

Speed increasing until the rock began disintegrating. It's fast enough!

"Good job son." He congatulated me, and I huffed slightly. The rock, showering the water with a brown dust. It continued shrinking, and sharpening into a fine point. Four daggers surrounded my shoulders.

I shot them off with the power of a gun, minus the loud band. They whistled through the air, undisturbed by the area. They hurtled towards four unsuspecting buck.

"Dinner son?" I looked at my father with a disdainful look. His mischievious grin morphed quickly into a frown. The excitement for thrill melting from his golden eyes.

"No Oyaji." I spoke apathetically, freezing the daggers a centimeter away from the innocent wildlife.

"This was to prove that I could. You know as well as I, the vow I made to grandfather. I will not kill." I speared the daggers to the ground. Holding out my hand beside me. Extending it toward the water fall. I rounded it telepathically , until it became a sphere of pure water.

I smiled internally as the branches in a nearby tree shifted once more. I walked towards the rustling tree and floated upward. I could hear the accelerated breathing of a small figure. I internally smiled, at the sight. My golden eyes clashed with his.

"What! Did you just come up here to hit me with that water?" I wonder what that woman tells you? Atleast I could read her mind, but she seems smart enough to be able to keep her thought's to a side. She knows how to hide her thoughts.

When will she make her move? Whenever she does, I know he will be her pawn. The question is when? I sighed as I held the water out to him.

"Drink." I ordered. He stared at me baffled at my words, and for the first time in a long time. I fought the need to chuckle. His dry lips pressed against the orb, drinking it in, until oblivion. I watched silently as his throat moved hungrily.

"Why aren't you training with us?"

"I don't have telepathic skills." He spoke sullenly. I sat on the branch beside him. I quirked an eyebrow at his words.

"Do you not have the ability to control minds?"

"Yes bu-"

"But what...all telepathic abilities stem from the ability to control minds. You just need to condition your mind."

"Really." He turned bright eyes to me. How does he not know this? Is oyaji really not training him?

"Of course, I can show you if you'd like?"

"Yes, I would." He smiled a smile that I always see present on my fathers childish features. His reluctance to teach my brother is baffling. It's like he doesn't want him to get stronger.

I turned around holding my arms out. "Climb on." He looked at me in incredulity.

"Your joking right." XD

"I never joke." -_- My eyebrows furrowed slightly at his question.

"Such a party pooper." XD

"Get on." Really! He went from scared of me to insulting me. He is definently like our father.

He jumped on my back. His legs clamping around my waist as his arms wound around my neck.

"Why don't you use your wings?" I peered through the side of my eyes.

"I'm not allowed."

"Father won't let you? That's hardly fair, he uses his all the time."

"It's not him that won't let me. You see Ryoga, wings are a gift, of love...that only the king of angels can bestow. If the love is gone, than so are your wings." So no wings for me. That is, until Syuu and I are once again together.

"I don't understand." His eyebrows mashed together in confusion.

"You will, when it's your turn." My voice returned to it's passivity as I landed lithly beside my father.

"Train us both Oyaji." He turned to face me with fear clear in his eyes. He watched as Ryoga jumped from my back, a gleeful smile crept on his lips, as my little brother hugged my waist. I didn't want to pull out of the hold. It was such an innocent hug, and I knew he was fearful of our fathers response.

"No." I watched silently as his eyes turned very cold. It doesn't make sense why he would train me and not Ryoga.

"Fine then I will train him. I will not leave my brother defenceless." Pure fear lanced our fathers features. It didn't make sense. If he feared for his son, than wouldn't it make more sense for him to train us together?

"I don't want to lose my sons, I love both of you." He seemed to be fighting back some emotion I couldn't understand.

'I will tell you when the time is right son but for now...' He breathed in strongly, to settle his mind. "I will train both of you." His face smoothed of emotion.

- End Flashback-

"We train together. Everyone, break off into pairs. Since were beggining with strength training today, I want you all to stretch. Begin." They all walked away quickly, breking off into teams.

'Do you miss your brother?'

'It doesn't make sense. He tried to kill me, but something always felt wrong. I always wondered what that woman plotted, but I always believed Ryoga to side with me. I guess that makes me a fool.'

'No it doesn't Ryoma.'

'I can't agree with that Syuu.'

'When are you going to show them your wings?"

'I don't think I'm going to.'

'Don't you miss it?'

'Of course, but me pulling out my wings would just cause unnecessary questions. That I really don't have the energy to respond to.'

'I think it would make you feel better.'

'What are you hiding from me?'

I felt his presence before I saw him. He scooped me into his arms, and I was flying again. The wind carressed me, breaking around our forms. I ignored the gasps from below as Syuu held me by the waist, my chest against his. I wound my arms around his neck, as he lifted us higher. His gorgeous white wings spread out, as we sored through the wind.

'Thank you Syuu." I kissed his neck chastly.

'Hmm.' His eyes stared forward, a small smile on his lips. I snuggled into his form as we flew. It was a feeling that always brought me peace. It was something I missed. Levitating isn't the same.

-Time Skip-

"You need to lift your legs higher." Why are people snickering?

This headache just keeps getting bigger and bigger. The bliss from earlier is nonexistant now.

"Stop clenching." Kami-sama, honestly? More laughter. -_-

"You're straining too much." Why are they laughing? I hate laughter! Swiveling around I catch the laughing expressions of a few expressive ones, and a few who can't seem to contain themselves. Eiji is so red- his face matches his hair! Even Oishi is laughing. Oishi! I think Eiji is a very bad influence on bowling ball head.

I refuse to stomp my foot! Kings don't act like children. They don't!

'Syuu!' He turned around from across the court, slowly might I add. Extremely slow, I think he takes satisfaction in this. Some sort of sadistic thrill out of feeling my anger peak.

'Such language Ryo-chan and I prefer the term nonchalant'. What language? All I thought was about was my anger peak- Ughh, gross!

'Syuu!' His delicate brow raised slightly. His mouth twitching in amusement.

'Delicate brow?'

'I'm choosing to ignore that.' I turned away as my cheeks heated up, my brain willing it down.

'Bad choice, I kind of want to see you blush more when talking about it.'

'Why are they laughing?' I pass by Kaido.

His face flushed with the physical exertion of the weights above him. His muscles straining with every lift, they rippled and pulsed as Momo turned his head away. His nose bleeding profusely from watching his boyfriends sweat drenched body. Momo's attention was elsewhere.

My head snapped to him as I heard his right arm crack beneath the strain. Momo seemed oblivious as the weights shifted and the bar came falling on his lovers neck.

I caught the bar, freezing it with my mind. Kaido's head snapped to the side his eyes locking with mine as I raised the bar. Placing it securely back with none realizing this.

'Except me.'

'Don't get jealous.'

'I make no promises.'

I walked near Kaido, my hand running along his arm, healing the crack I heard.

"You need to be careful Kaido, you wouldn't want to pull anything. You may be a vampire, but you should lift the weights you can handle."

'Was it really necessary for you to heal him like that.'

'Unlike your healing, mine is selective. I need to know what I'm healing to be able to heal it.'

I squeezed his arm ensuring the fact that I was healing the right muscles. I listened as wolf whistles flew around the court. I looked away from Kaido and met furious purple ones, but I think Syuu's were scarier.

"Nya, Fujiko... Ochibi's kind of a player. Hittin on Kai-kun." He jabbed Syuu playfully on the ribs. I could hear the mantra in his head.

'He's your best friend, he's your best friend, he's your best fr-.'

'I thought I told you not to get jealous Syuu.' I rose my eyebrow slightly.

'I'm not jealous.' His smile got tighter. 'Even as you thought of his rippling abs, not jealous, not jealous at all. I think angry would be the more accurate term.'

'Anger is a good passionate emotion Syuu.' I smiled internally. 'I love the passionate side of you Syuu. It makes life much more interesting.'

I removed my hand and stared around the courts.

'You shouldn't let your anger control you though. You just paralyzed everyone within a mile radius of you.' I watched happily as he chuckled. His lips turning upward in a smile, a sweet true smile. It was pleasing to see. 'Would you like me to think of your rippling abs?'

'I really want to kiss you right now.'

'See such passionate emotions can morph into other emotions...like...lust for example.'

"Momo can't you handle your boyfriend." My eyes locked fiercly with his supposed spotter. Momo should pay better attention, his lover could have died. Not really, but at least been seriously hurt.

"Of course I can handle him!" Momo turned a bright shade of red as I spoke.

'If you keep talking like that people are going to get the wrong idea.' *Sigh*

'And what idea would that be?' What could I have possibly said that could be taken wrong?

'Watch, apparently your oblivious to your innocence.' Innocence? Is that what their calling it. I prefer...ignoring my sadistic boyfriend.

"Tezuka you need to go lower, just like that, lower." *twitch*

'I see your point Syuu.'

'Are you sure? I wouldn't mind demonstrating it once more. Watch.'

"Yukimura, your very flexible. You probably need some help to get the proper workout. I would be more than happy to help you stretch."

'Got it Syuu!'

"I'm sure Monkey-King would be more than willing to help his lover." I spoke hastily, my hand clamping around my lovers wrist. I turned to the sputtering Atobe. "Won't you Atobe?" I smiled as he turned to face his lover with a predatory smirk.

"Of course Ore-sama will help his beautiful boyfriend."

"Se he doesn't need your help to stretch." Syuu turned me around, his arms around my waist as his lips hovered my ear.

"Do you need my help?" I gulped as his voice tickled my ear.

A/N- this is pt 1 of 3 parts to training, I'll upload the others as I finish them. I was listening to Paranoid by jonas brothers, on a continuous reel while I wrote this. So it influenced the next chapter greatly.