New chapter after a very long hiatus! : sorry for making a fail PWP. ): and the plot here is very fail. ): after effects of not writing for 2 years/more/less.
And my vocab is shrinking. I apologise for lousy description and lousy plot. (again)
I made my way to the volleyball match area, surveying the surroundings.
"Good. There aren't any people except for that little baby's family and us. Great chance." I thought.
"Ah! You're here. We can start the match, right?" The baby broke the uneasy atmostphere.
"Oh..sure sure. Let's begin. Can I pick the people to go against Grimm and Ichigo?" I asked.
"Sure you can!" The baby toddled off, and went to explain to the members.
"And so this match will be 3v3, with Ryohei, Yamamoto and Tsuna on the Vongola Team, and Shion, Grimmjaw and Ichigo on the other team! If both sides are ready, START!" Reborn blew the tiny green whistle.
I signaled to Grimmjaw and Ichigo. We planned beforehand on how to deal with them.
Ichigo would try to block, Grimmjaw to spike. Me, I would be the one doing all the other stuff.
"Excuse me Ref, could we use our ball?" I offered.
"Oh. If you wanna then use it." The little baby agreed, surprisingly.
I took the ball out of the bag. The colours were vibrant, black and gold lines stretched along the hemispherical surface of the ball, the surface a rough, sandy sensation. The ball was made not to play, but for a total different reason altogether.
I passed the ball the Grimmjaw, where he spiked the ball hard enough to hit the tanned boxer guy on the other side of the field. He fell over, rolled and got up, seemingly unaffected by the whole impact.
"That guy.. is not normal. But the effects will kick in soon." I snickered.
Spikes and passes were exchanged, but the match was hardly proceeding. We were tied to a 5 to 5 point match, and everyone was getting tired. The tall baseball guy on the other side, and the boxer guy were both pretty much exhausted.
"What's…with this feeling.. My energy's being sapped…" Ryohei panted.
"Senpai..me too.. this match's weird. It's too weird. Something's wrong.." Yamamoto's eyes slowly began to dilate. His legs turned into jelly and he slowly fell to the ground on all fours, struggling to get back up.
Ryohei pulled him up, but he himself was drained. His energy sapped, his sweat dripping as if a tap had just released a torrent of water down on him. He, too, fell down into a heap. Tsuna, seeing what happened, rushed over to their side.
"Our plan is working." I whispered to my two boys. They nodded slightly.
"Shall we begin then?" Ichigo asked.
"We shall. While the rest are fooled by our illusion, you two kidnap the baseball kid and the boxer kid, and I proceed to make our escape a smooth one." I snapped my fingers.
The floor loosened and a tiny crack appeared, releasing a bright violet mist that enveloped the field, clouding the baby and the other members.
"W-what's happening? I can't…breathe…" Tsuna coughed vigorously.
"Tsuna, this is no ordinary mist, take care not to inhale it! Go protect the girls and the others!" Reborn ordered.
"Onisan and Yamamoto san need help too!" He frantically tried to pull the two collapsed boys out of the mist."
I rushed in, locking eyes with Tsuna.
"You. Will. Not. Touch. Them." I stared deep into his hazel brown pupils, unleashing hypnotic waves into them. His eyes dilated, and turned a brilliant shade of red. His arms grew weak and went limp. His knees crumbled, and he fell into a slump onto the sand.
I kicked a cloud of sand up, and my two boys hauled the boxer boy and the baseball boy onto their shoulders, and the sand whirled into a magnificent tornado of bright, golden dust, which surrounded us and shattered into millions of glass.
"The plan has succeeded."
Reborn hurriedly cleared the surroundings, using Leon as a giant fan. Everyone was coughing, gasping for air. Tsuna laid on the sand, his eyes a permanent vermillion. Reborn then scuttled over to Tsuna, and smacked him with a ten ton hammer.
"W-wh-whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Tsuna jolted awake, the vermillion fading from his eyes.
"You okay?" Reborn asked.
"I-I…where's Oni-san and Yamamoto-san?" He looked around, obviously still feeling the aftereffects of the impact by the hammer.
"They've been taken away. I should have taken precautions ever since they started the match. Luckily you weren't affected."
"Affected? By what?"
"That ball that man used. The surface is made of a deadly liquid that seeps into the body bit by bit through contact. It causes the numbing of senses of your body, and finally saps your energy away, rendering you useless to do anything."
"T-then why wasn't I… oh…" It dawned on him. The ball was either mostly handled by Ryohei or Yamamoto. They were afraid the ball would be too difficult for Tsuna to catch or spike, and seeing how important he was they couldn't risk him getting hurt.
"Oni-san…Yamamoto-san…" He mumbled.
"Alright, you're fine aren't you? Now we have to take action. We don't know what those people are, what kind of powers they have or what motive they have for wanting to kidnap Ryohei and Yamamoto, but one thing's for sure; they're in need of dire help." Reborn said.
Tsuna clenched his fist into a tight ball, his anger wrapping him like a thin veil. He won't forgive these people. He had to save them.
"There. Put them there. I have several experiments to put them through. Vital ones." I commanded.
"You'll get your rewards later." Grimmjaw and Ichigo nodded, and went out of the room.
The two boys laid on the bed, blindfolded and naked.
I smiled.
"Now… Who's ready for some fun?"
Well… end of the new chap. Boring and unexciting. Well.. I won't request for reviews or whatever; I'm pretty sure my "supporters" if there are any left, would pretty much get bored. :/ Send in suggestions on how and what kind of torture methods you want me to implement. :D –yes I know I sound like a masochist- and what kinda things you wanna see in the next chap. I'll churn out everything within an hour(1 hour per chap is fun) and I'll continue writing to make up for my long hiatus. :D I love you guys. Just send the suggestions to the reviews section, or PM me. : I'm always willing to torture these boys :D
Btw, Ryohei's waiting for me now~ Byeeeeee.
He's all tied up and muffled up in my room. Brb. I have hard matters to attend to. –evil grin-
Signing off, dated 2/4/2012.
Oh and… p.s: I promise to reward you readers with a smut chapter full of SMUTSMUTSMUTSMUTSMUT after I get my suggestions. Don't worry, no more hiatus. :D just plain PWP. I know you people aren't decent. You read this = you dirty people. No worries. I love you dirty people. :D
