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~~ We Will Wait For You ~~

~~ 1. September, Afternoon ~~

The kiss was so sweet, it was unbearable. The tender touch on his lips, it was so strange and foreign but still good, it left a thrilling sensation on his skin. The warm hand on his cheek held him put in a gentle way, his tail swayed happily in the air like a cat's would do when playing with its master and his mind said goodbye. Ryoma was overwhelmed with this kind of situation. He had never got kissed before so he stayed still, pressed his lips tightly together and enjoyed the tingling feeling. He shut his eyes by force; he had seen it by some couples how they all had closed their eyes when they kissed, so he did the same. The clueless boy had no idea what to do, so he waited.

In one more second, the person licked and nibbled on his bottom lip. He winced and shut his mouth even the more as confusion floated his mind. What wanted this person and who was it? All the time he had still not seen who was kissing him. The kiss ended, Ryoma cracked one eye open to see if the danger was over and glanced into five pairs of confused and staring eyes. Had he done something wrong? "Why aren't you kissing back? We love you so you should be grateful that Ore-sama kissed you and kiss Ore-sama back!"

"W-What?" The boy was speechless, didn't notice the slightly touch of his loyal cat. Karupin had sneaked inside while he had been 'distracted' and was now purring in his master's arm. Ryoma flinched by the unnoticed contact, nonetheless he was relieved his cat was still by his side and snuggled his face in the fur. The Himalayan licked along his cheeks and purred loudly into his ear as he hushed the next words and kissed the furred forehead of Karupin. "Thanks for being here."

"Don't we get a thank-you-kiss too? We have carried you up here into this big and comfortable bed so nobody else would see you." His head snapped out of the relaxing thought of his cat and he stared into clear blue. The younger teen felt as if his sadistic crush could see through him. The gaze was intensive and broke every wall but he couldn't stop to stare into these clear and unbelievable gorgeous eyes. He lost himself in Fuji's scent and stare, if his beloved cat hadn't meowed right in time, Ryoma had done something he shouldn't do. Hadn't the same happened a few days ago?

The emerald-haired boy broke the connection and glanced at Karupin who sat on his lap and seemed to glare at him. Was the cat mad? Ryoma viewed closer into his pet's eyes and saw a reflection of himself – he had swollen, red eyes, his face was pale, his mouth dry and the cat ears were on his head. They reminded him of his true nature, the living being he was, and would always be. No ordinary child or teen had a pair of animal ears sticking on its head. No one had a fuzzy tail sticking out of his backside. His expression changed from confused and soft to distrusting and angry. He hadn't forgotten his promise, he would watch, no more or less, and ignore his feelings for them.

"Can't I have one? One single kiss?" Only then the word from Atobe sank in. They loved him? Not kissing back? Kissing back like what? So he had done something wrong? They really loved him? How could that be? Was it one of his dreams again?

"What do you mean?" He asked and broke the uncomfortable quietness which surrounded them since ten whole minutes.

"Slow, aren't we? He, we, mean…" Seiichi got interrupted by his stoic and mostly quiet swordfighter. "Ryoma…you have fallen in love with us, haven't you?" The question was straight out and the last color, which had reminded on his face, faded away. His eyes widen, he gazed at his hands.

'What? How? For how long did they know? What am I going to do? How would my other self react? I never thought they would find out! I never thought it would be possible... I…'

'How about accepting them? Say yes, be happy and enjoy life. And when the next chance appears I'll kill every person slowly and joyfully. There is never an ever lasting love but what does it matter?'

"No." Ryoma's words were spoken more to the monster but the others had caught it. They were surprised by this reply. The boy shook his head and let his gaze fall down on his cat once more.

"No? What do you mean 'no'?" The diva burst out and pulled on Ryoma's ears and closed the distance, the boy hissed and grabbed the wrist of Atobe with his shaking hands. It angered Atobe that his boy was so dense and clueless about like and love because his parents were too ugly as to give him some of these. How couldn't they care for him? He was there son? And a cute one too - with or without tails and ears.

"If you don't feel anything for us…" He pulled more on the ear and Ryoma yelped from the immense pain. His ear was breaking if the diva wouldn't let go immediately. "…then why the hell did you draw us in this book? If-"

'Shouldn't it be okay to accept them and when the six of you break up, I can kill them. You wouldn't love them anymore, so what does it matter to you if they die afterwards?'

"It hurts! It hurts!" Ryoma didn't know if he meant his heart or his ear. But both sides ached inside him. "Keigo, stop it!" Tezuka left his quiet self and yelled, put pressure on Atobe's wrist, which Ryoma cling onto as to steady his body from the pain, and the purple-haired teen let go out of reflex. Sanada, Fuji and Yukimura lead their kitten onto the stoic swordfighter's lap. Atobe, surprised by his own violence and action, calmed down and regret filled him when all his lovers glared at him.

"I'm sorry, Ryoma. I didn't mean to hurt yo-"

"You should feel sorry. How could you pull him on his adorable ears?" Yukimura screamed with his cold voice, caressed the aching ear and Ryoma purred enjoyable against his will, his eyes half-lidded and his tail swaying. The soft and gentle movement over his furry and sensitive part let him melt. The lovers quarrelled and argument about it more but the emerald-haired teen couldn't hear them, only his own purrs raced in his ears. The blood rose up in his head, his nerves were more sensitive now and the touches on his ear let his legs feel like jelly. He hadn't seen that the five had already finished their little quarrel and were now watching him. Ryoma heard a loud chuckle and another hand stroke his left ear, he couldn't stand it. How was he supposed to be on guard if they hit nearly all his weak spots – at least the ones he knew.

"Are you relaxed enough to talk?" Fuji asked, the caressing never stopped, Ryoma nodded slowly. He would do everything to keep them going on with their ministration, his mind was on stand-by and his twitching cat-ears loved their touch. He had never felt so good, he forgot about his surroundings and the watching eyes. The boy's eyes were dimmed with the joy and attachment. "Let's make it fair, you tell us something from you and you can ask us something in exchange." The boy in his lap nodded anew, relaxed from head to toe.

"I'll start then. Ne, Ryoma, do you really mean what you said?" The tensai had his ocean blue eyes open, smiling happily at the sight in front of him. It was silent for a moment; they waited for their little kitten to answer. Ryoma struggled with himself. Truth or half-truth? Yeah, he still loved them and probably would always do but hadn't he promised, sworn, to forget them? His head hung down but was soon lifted by a strong finger and he viewed into honey brown eyes. Had Tezuka always been so cool and sexy?

"We all know how horrible you are in lying. So?" Ryoma hide the flush – tried – and broke the stoic gaze from his captain. He took a very deep breath and his voice grew into nothing more than a hush.

"I have given up on you."

"Why?"

"Because… You have seen what I am. You shouldn't sit here and… and feel so normal." Ryoma crawled out of Sanada's lap but got pulled into Tezuka's right after. "I-I am not the person you think you know. I-"

"We don't fear you, not one bit. Yes, I confess that I was surprised and scared first but I have seen your true self. You won't hurt us."

"Wrong! You're so wrong! If I hadn't fallen unconscious I would have killed you! The monster inside me wants you to be dead. If I let you get close too me… It will be your end! I have finally understood that I'm not a person someone should fall in love with and even if you love me you should forget about me. I-I will bring only pain, I'm not someone who should find love!" His voice got higher with each word; he talked faster.

'Why am I telling them all this? Why do I need to defense my decision? I don't need to explain my decision, I'm my own heir! Why do I feel so confused?'

'Hahaha, have you forgotten about me? I'm still here.'

He clenched his hair with his hands. The boy wanted it to stop, wanted to end it, this horrible laugh and the snickers of the beast. He didn't want to hear it anymore! His heart flattered by the confession that they loved him but he couldn't let it get him. The lustful whispers from the beast held him in the cage. He wanted to scream out loud with all the power of his lungs but it would only embarrass him. The cool and calm Ryoma on the courts would never lose control.

'The more you embarrass yourself the sooner they will leave you alone. Who want to be together with a clown?'

"ARGH.. SHUT UP AND GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Ryoma regret speaking out loud. His biggest wish right now was to disappear into air or dive into a big, black hole.

"The… creature is talking to you?" Atobe asked and raised an eyebrow. The boy kept quiet.

"Ryoma, answer us. Is it talking to you?" Sanada tried and petted the boy on his silky black/green hair. It was soft and unexpected …long. Had Ryoma always such long hair? A few hands unclenched his hands from his hair and the soothing scent of orange, lotus and some other exotic smells reach his nose. Kunimitsu hushed soothing words into his ear. The hot breath gave him a shiver. "Is it true? Does it talk with you?"

"Yeah. Yeah, this thing speaks with me and it gives me a headache!" His head was lifted once more and a pair of lips lay on his, Ryoma tensed up just like the other time before. The kiss broke up soon and someone whispered in a seductive voice. "Enjoy, don't tense." The young boy made an attempt to relax but as soon as the foreign touch on his lips was back, he couldn't help. When the tongue was licking and nibbling against his lips he backed away, only to stay in the same spot. The stoic duo had locked him in between them and he couldn't stop these soft lips.

"You have never kissed before, mh?" As to prove how right this person was, he pushed his body stronger against the chest behind him to escape these lips. "It's fine. Open your mouth a bit and stick out your tongue. Let Syu charm you with his kisses."

'For real? Is he kidding me? Oh god, what do I do?'

When the tongue licked his bottom lip anew, he tried it and opened his mouth only a tiny bit. A hand swirled up to his cheek and in the next second he was lost in the tension of a mind blowing kiss. The tongue explored his mouth and tickled his own one. Was that a challenge? "Move your tongue." The chuckling voice was Seiichi's, no doubt. Ryoma tried to move his numb tongue and Syusuke took the chance to suck on it and challenge it more. The tensai was satisfied when the young boy let out a loud moan, his skills in kissing were the best, followed closely by Seiichi's. The other three held him in place, stroke his twitching cat ears while his tail swayed uncontrollable in the air. The tail and cat ears shrank little by little.

His face was flush, Ryoma felt it from the heat and his heart hammered in his chest while his eyes were half-lidded and stared foggily into clear blue. The blood floated in his veins, his body reacted at the new, foreign but exciting movement and touch. He felt hot and he couldn't stop the butterflies in his stomach. Maybe he should try it?

'Just say yes. Just say yes! C'mon say yes to them!'

His body shouted in vain and he had nearly thought about this option but someone came before him.

'Stop it! Stop kissing him any further! Do you want him to die?'

His eyes shot wide open, his body got numb for a moment. Did he hear fear in the voice of the creature? Was it only his imagination? Syusuke stopped the kiss all of a sudden and only then Ryoma noticed his lack of air. "What had he told you? What had he just said?"

"Huh?" His mind was sober but on the other side it was still a mess from the latest action. Did Syusuke always kiss so brilliant and mind blowing? He wanted more.

"I have seen it in your eyes. This animal had talked to you just ten seconds ago! What had he told you?"

"No, he didn't-" He had no idea why he lied but another pair of lips lay on his and gave him another overwhelming kiss. The sudden movement made him gasp and a tongue slipped into his mouth. He pulled away and bumped into Kunimitsu's bright chest. Déjà vu? His mind was a pure chaos and he let everything happen as long as the kiss lasted.

"From now on, whenever you talk about not being good enough for being loved or try to lie to us, Syu and I will strip you and kiss you senseless, till you have finally understood that you're the boy we want to have. And if you have given up on us then we'll make sure you fall in love with us again." The youngest of the group open his mouth but shut it as the two tensais shot him a smirk. Yeah, he believed him every word. They would really strip him and kiss him senseless and even if the thought about it excited him, his mind let him shut his mouth.

"Saa, what did it tell you?"

"If I don't want you to get killed I should stop now."

"So he is jealous because we get more attention than him?"

"I don't think so Kei. Ryo, won't you tell us the whole story about your secret?" Ryoma glared at them sharply. Now it wasn't Ryoma but Ryo? He wasn't ready to tell them everything. To the youngest teen's safety, someone knocked on the door and Inui's voice came through the wooden door. "Dinner is ready. Please try to get Echizen out of his room; it's the last bedroom which needs to be fixed." The data-man walked downstairs.

"Let's eat dinner. We shouldn't let it slip." The swordfighter said.

"I'm not hungry." Ryoma grumbled. The five dressed the naked boy - much against his will, tugged one of Sanada's caps over the emerald-haired boy's head to hide the cat ears while the tail was stuffed into his pants which he got from Syusuke. The clothes were far too big as his own clothes in his bag were cold, dirty and needed to get washed. Right after they let go of him, he saw the book. The book where he had written in all his fears, wishes, hopes and memories. Keigo saw the shock and question in his love's view.

"Yeah, we did read the book but only a few words of it and we saw the picture and before you explode now, let us at least explain why we did it. You never let anybody get too close to you. If we ask you something you get immediately on defense and when we five are together, you look ready to cry. Do you expect us to be cold and let it slip? We wanted to have answers! We still don't understand everything but we're ready to listen to you and we'll wait for you to trust us and love us without fearing it." Ryoma growled angrily and crossed his arms and legs. It was a little and useless attempt to show his anger and stubbornness but Sanada had already grabbed for him and carried the shrieking – from surprise – boy in his arms, bridal style.

"We're sorry and we didn't mean to hurt or offen you in any way. You know, we wanted answer about your strange behavior and this was the only way we saw. Forgive us."

~~ 1. September, Night ~~

Kyoshi looked through the papers his father had given him. It were all good workers but three of them had taken his attention. A married couple and another married man. The teen stared at the pictures and thought hardly where he had seen the names before.

'I have heard the names before.. Oishi…Oishi and Kikumaru… where have I heard it?'

With another thought it hit him. He rushed out of the room and dashed into his little brother's room, searching for the precious picture his brother had held dear. On the photo were three groups of tennis players, they smiled to the person who took the snapshot and made a friendly gesture. Friendship was shown. As his eyes wandered over the piece of paper he noticed a few similar faces. Sanada stood next to his little brother, this ugly bastard, and another guy who was much smaller than Seiichi. The brown-haired teen, the Fuji-guy, who had dared to go out with his dear brother. The male who was called Yanagi and the emerald-haired boy were there too. The son of this freaking woman!

Kyoshi brought his thoughts back to the topic. He scanned the backside of the photo and read his answer. On the other side of the picture were written all the names of every person. He read the names of the list one after another. "Fuji Syusuke, Kawamura Takashi, Tezuka Kunimitsu, Oishi Syuchiro, Kikumaru Eiji…."

Bingo. His brain worked in high speed, his arrogant smirk was placed on his face. His beloved brother would be back soon. He knew what he needed to do.

The dinner was raw torture for him. They had sat down on the table and ate the sushi which had gotten delivered only a few minutes ago by Kawamura. After Inui had tried to cook and burnt or ruined all the food with his special 'sauce', they had ordered sushi – it was much safer for their health. It would have been normal if the five wouldn't have tried to feed and spoil him in any thinkable way. Not that Ryoma hated it; the boy had never gotten so much attention at all and it gave him a good feeling. He was silence all the time, not knowing how to react or what to say. Whenever he had the courage to say something cocky to them, it needed only a glance into one of those eyes and he lost himself in them. Thanks to Momoshiro, who sat opposite of him, he could talk a bit. Momoshiro seemed a bit shy and helpless at the first few moments but it went away.

The two friends chatted about the new Tennis-shop, the Tennis courts on the street, about Ann and when they reached the theme girlfriend and love, they were disturbed by the fivesome. Seiichi, Syusuke, Genichirou, Kunimitsu and Keigo glared dangerously at the spiky-haired male and kept him quiet. After the tensais had found out about Momoshiro's little crisis with Ann and the bad talk with Ryoma, they had kept their eyes on him. If their housemate should dare to tell their little future-lover more bad things and messed up thoughts about lovers, then he would definitely regret it.

They had turned his head around and had begun to feed him in front of all the others. Possessive, sadistic and sexy bastards! The dinner had gone on like this and Ryoma had never blushed so much in one day, he was sure of it. It was a very big relief to be upstairs and back in the room again. Ryoma believed that it was Atobe's and Tezuka's as the blankets were colored in purple and blue and smelled like lotus and something exotic. It took three more blinks with his eyes before the teen fell deep asleep. Never had he felt so safe and calm. Maybe he could stay like this for a few more minutes?