A/N: It's been three days since I last updated. To RockPrincess410-sama, thank you for following Amnesia. I. Do. Not. Know. Where. The. Story. Is. Leading. But. Please. Read. And. Review.
So you see, from now on, the story will get complicated more and more.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis. If I do, Texuka and Fuji married already... (yaoi-ness, sorry for those who doesn't appreciate them).
"Atobe," Oshitari said to his captain who, by this time, is staring in to the space with a stupid grin of his face. Getting frustrated, Oshitari shout angrily at him, "ATOBE!"
Snapped back to the real world, Atobe look at Oshitari, "Huh?"
"What's your problem? I kept on calling you but you are just sitting there, ignoring me," he sighed, his friend and captain became like this since they won the prefecturals. Or more like, after the celebration.
"Nothing," he shook his head, "just wondering something."
"Yeah, you are wandering to the land of nothingness," he answered.
"What do you want?" Atobe asked grumpily, as a defense mechanism.
"You see," Oshitari started, he lose to a bet with Jiro and Shishido, so he needs to be the one to tell his stupid friend, "we have, ahm, we have a..."
Atobe raised a brow.
"We have a two free tickets for an amusement park, not far from here," he couldn't look at Atobe.
"You're asking me in a date?" he asked incredulously, brows furrowed and meet in the middle.
"WHAT? No! No!" Oshitari said hurriedly. "I am going to ask if you want them. You see, you can bring Kinomichi-san there. And ahmm. You..you"
"Me and Kinomichi?" he stopped himself from striking Oshitari. He relaxed and contemplate what the four-eyes said. "I don't know. It's been a month since I saw her..."
"A month!" he exclaimed. "What the heck are you thinking? Aren't you serious about her? She's your fiancée right?"
"Yes, she's my fiancée. As for being serious about her, no, I do not think like that about her," he look at him with an inquiring eyes, "Why did you even think that I'm serious about her? Besides, serious or not, she's still going to be my wife, so whatever."
Oshitari just shook his head in disbelief. He doesn't know if his friend is a huge idiot or completely oblivious, but it's pretty clear that Aobe loves Kinomichi Hotaru. Even Kabaji who doesn't talk too much, agreed. There's a huge problem on Atobe's screw on head. He's so dense!
"What?" Atobe asked again. His phone rings, flipping it, "Moshi-moshi? Dad... what? Okay, I'll be there... okay, see you."
Oshitari stand when Atobe stood, "What is it this time?"
"I'm needed in the company," he walk hurriedly, " I need to get there."
Atobe reached the company without any glitch. The guard bowed to him and other several employees. He rode the lift and went to his father's office immediately when the door opened.
"Dad," he called out. Several people are in the office. His father's assistant, a lawyer, an investigator, and a bank representative. "What happened?"
"Calm down, Mr. Atobe," his father's assistant said. "Mrs. Fonda is here to explain everything."
"As you know," the older lady said, "someone is sabotaging your father's bank accounts. The main account of the Atobe Enterprise mostly have the money that the company is getting year after year." She showed him a data and information. "But for the last months, the money that should have been automatically going to the bank account, gone missing."
"What do you mean gone missing?" he asked calmly.
"I already asked that, son," his father said beside him. "Our question should be: Why does the money go to the Kinomichi bank account rather than on us?"
"The Kinomichi?" his eyes went wide, the narrowed. "Are you saying that the Kinomichi's are stealing some of our profits? But, why?"
"That's the question, son," Daisuke said. "And these people here doesn't have any answer."
"Well, Mr. Atobe, we don't really know why does thing happened. The bank's security is tight and even our computer specialists said that there's nothing wrong in the system."
"What about hacking?" the investigator said, "what if they hack something and then controlled it from outside? Like the route of the money or something like that?"
"We should ask the Kinomichi's personally," Daisuke said. All of them agreed.
When everyone except him and his dad, left, Keigo opened his phone to call Oshitari, "Give me the tickets tomorrow."
"So what now?" he asked his dad.
"I just couldn't believe it," Daisuke answered. "I mean, we were practically partners already, why does he have to this all of a sudden?"
"Did you contact him?" he took a seat on the front of his father's desk.
"Yeah, but his secretary answered the phone," he massaged his forehead. "I don't understand."
When Keigo saw how sad his dad, he stood and circled the desk to lay a hand on his father's shoulder, "Whatever his reason, he better make it perfect, or else." Now Keigo wondered if Hotaru has something to do with this. She look innocent to him, but he know that she's not that familiar to him, she's a complete stranger even though he think of her as a charm once.
"I made an appointment with him," Daisuke said quietly, then stared at his son's eyes, "I hope this little misunderstanding doesn't affect your relationship with Hotaru-chan."
Keigo didn't answer, but he noticed the soft way his father said his fiancée's name. Did Hotaru enchant his father, perhaps? Did she seduce him? She's only sixteen, right? Did she?
As the thoughts gets darker and darker, Atobe's heart filled with hatred and rage towards Kinomichi Hotaru.
"Here it is," Oshitari handed him the two tickets. "I'm glad you decided to change your mind."
"Yeah," he said quietly. This does not go unnoticed by Oshitari, "What's your problem? You were just grinning yesterday."
"Nothing," he answered, as he gets more angry when he remembered the reason why he grinned.
Last month, during the celebration...
Tezuka continued to dance, and Tachibana dance with him, now, instead of sexy dance, they are dancing modern dance in a beat of the song Dynamite by Taio Cruz, still, without their clothes on. A particular freshman and sophomore of the Seigaku are making out with their girlfriends. Kissing, sucking lips, hands wherever they could touch.
Everything gets steamy, smoke from the machine covered the party room. The music gets louder and louder.
Atobe reached out to Hotaru, "Let's dance," he whispered on her ear. She giggled while nodding.
They went to the dance floor, their bodies near each other, he could feel her skin touches his, her breath on his neck, his hands on her back, crawling down to her waist and then to her hips.
She giggled again, then it went muffled because he kissed her, "Mmm..mmm." she whimpered.
"Open your mouth," she obliged. They kissed; hard, wet, deep. They were breathing hard when they stopped. He put his forehead on hers, "That's... hot.."
He led her into the darkest part of the room. He's sweaty, she's sweaty. They need to take their clothes off. He started his but she stopped him. "Not here.." she whispered in his ear.
He nodded in understanding. He grabbed her hand and dragged her to his room. When they were in, he continued what he planned to do, take his shirt off. Then he pulled her into him and kiss her again. Like a good student, she opened her mouth, this time, without him telling her to do so. "Mmmm.. ah..."He lifted her shirt and she raised her arms so that he could take it off. He embraced her while kissing her again. Their upper body is hot and he could feel his blood rushing to his veins into his arousal. She's so sexy, so damn desirable. He groaned when he felt her grind her aching member on his thigh. "Patience." He unclasped her bra and throw it somewhere. He look down on her face and she was looking at him with those big, innocent eyes of hers. Pulled out of his uncharacteristic behavior, he disentangled himself from her and stood.
"Sorry..." he whispered. No answer. He turned to her. Her face was red and her head down. After a while, they stayed like that, bare chest and all.
"I.." she started, "I should be the one saying sorry. I.." then she look around to look for her discarded garments and put them on carefully. "I.. bye"
She walk to the door, and Atobe doesn't know, but he pulled her arm and embrace her. "Let's sleep together."
Her eyes went wide, mouth gaping, "I..I.."
"Just sleep," he plead, she nodded. They climb in the bed together and he spooned her, her back on his chest, his right arm around her as he embraced her.
With a disgusted face, he turned to Oshitari, "Do not mention her name ever again." Then he walk away.
Oshitari stared in to the space where Atobe was, few minutes ago, still rooted where he was. "What the heck happened to him?"
"Hello?" Hotaru answered the phone.
"This is Atobe," Keigo said in the other end, "I want you to meet me in the Asano amusement park on Saturday. Wear something casual. We're going on a date."
Before she could answer, the phone went blank.
Hotaru wondered about that all day. He just asked her on a date, right? Why does he seem angry? Did something happen?
He walk pass to her father's office. She doesn't mean to eavesdrop, but she heard the name Atobe and she just couldn't stop herself.
"Atobe-san wants to talk to you, sir," his assistant said.
"What for?" her father's voice said clearly.
"About why half of their money in their bank account is on your bank account, sir," his assistant's said hesitantly.
"What do you mean?" Takuya shouted.
Yes, what does he mean? She wondered. Her father stole money from the Atobe's? Is that true?
Hotaru clenched her fists. She needs to know. And she's definitely going to find the answers on Saturday.
A/N: Gahh! I couldn't make her go back to cold, emotionless girl. It's super hard. And yes, there's hot scene. First time to write one, so it sucked. But I am going to practice, so... (Laughed evilly)
Please read and review. REVIEW.. I really want to know what you guys think.. Please.
I am deciding if I should write a lemon or not. Maybe, maybe not. It's up to you guys.. You need to tell me. And maybe you people wonder why I always do a time-skip. It's because, if I don't, then the story will progress very slowly. I am telling you.
I apologized in advance for any mistakes. I told you, I suck at little things. If it's too crappy, I just want you to know that, I really want to update, so I wrote this.