I had writer's block again! My gosh, same sort of pattern huh? Inactive for god knows how many weeks; my mind was sort of fuzzy when it came to writing again. Phew, better get over it. Results for my major exam are out. Did well, however in a dilemma of which path to choose and what to study. If I choose JC, I can say sayonara to you people and this fic. If is the other route, I will still update.

Been down for days now, and I finally put up my warning sign – I am DESPERATE for anime! Yes, my reserves are low or even dry and I am suffering from a lack of anime or manga and worse still, I can't download.

Many reviewers are terribly interested about Sakura's mother. Let's put it this way, I cannot write fluff or you know those kind very well. I believe that fluff or sth like that should be left to those people who are better in language to type. Believe me; some fluff I read made me pretty disgusted. I love to type humour fics. But since so many people wants to find out the mother, obviously I need to alter the story line and present it to you guys right:P But I am still sticking to Ryoma and Sakura father-daughter relationship.

The mother of Sakura is something else…

For Spoilers, pls go to http:shizumaru. wasn't happy.

In fact, it would not be an exaggeration if Ryoma was to say that he felt like mutilating something right now namely a stupid old monk, to let out the stress and tension that have been accumulating within his tiny body.

It definitely would be pleasing to just strangle that idiot and toss his corpse to some nearby drain, then followed by a massive flood of pornographic magazines to accompany him to his afterlife, morals on father-son respect be damned.

To an outsider, his current plight seemed hilarious, downright amusing. It was not everyday that you see Ryoma stuck right in the middle, guarded by all his sempais, treated like a sick/wounded yet dangerous animal. Kaidoh and Kawamura were avoiding eye contact with Ryoma, slowly inching away from the culprit who tainted their eyes cum innocence. Fuji unreadable as always kept grinning like a chesire cat. Inui was writing at an amazing speed, the stack of notebooks kept increasing in height. Kikumaru carried on with his wailing on how his beloved ochibi had shocked him by doing such an inhuman thing. Momo who regarded himself as Ryoma's most trusted sempai decided to guard Ryoma for the sake of his own good. Oishi looked downright stressed out, muttering to himself constantly, pacing about the living room.

It all happened a little while ago, when there was uproar over that little pornographic incident. The accused (Echizen) was facing the heat from his accusers. Ryoma was trying a fruitless attempt of convincing his sempai-tachi that he did not read porn. However, his sempais were not that "gullible" and started "pounding" on him real hard. Tears were shed (by Oishi), shouts were heard (mainly by Echizen, Momo and Kikumaru) and the rest were left alone to accept reality; one should not judge a book by its cover. Sakura was pushed away from Ryoma by Oishi and was left in a corner for self entertainment.

"Echizen!" Oishi exclaimed, "HOW COULD YOU? Have you ever thought of the serious consequences that will occur if you read porn? Sakura will get influenced by your.. your habit and she will go all corrupted! She –" A terribly distressed Oishi broke down from all the stressed accumulated, torrents of tears flowed freely.

"Nya Ochibi! You should seriously reflect on your actions!" Kikumaru lectured Ryoma while offering Oishi a piece of tissue. Oishi accepted it gratefully as he dabbed his tears dry before tossing it to a nearby mountain of used tissues.

Ryoma was adamantly defending himself. He was obviously furious, downright pissed and horribly irritated. He inwardly swore to himself that he would burn every single pornographic magazine he saw.

"Sempai-tachi! I-" Ryoma argued.

"Say no more Echizen! This book says that cases like this must be dealt with extreme care." Oishi started to ramble on and on again.

One look and one will know that Oishi was fringing on the borders of insanity.

"But-"

"Argh! Tezuka! I have failed you! The next pillar of Seigaku indulges in porn!"

It was official. Oishi had lost his marbles.

"Sempais! I DO NOT READ PORN! MY FATHER DOES!" Poor Ryoma snapped and went a little insane.

"Papa is right!" Sakura yelled, as she sensed her dear Papa in danger. Waving her arms protectively, she gave a fierce glare to Oishi and continued, "It is Grandpapa that reads it! Papa never let me touch those magazines!" Sakura inhaled and bellowed, "So please don't accuse Papa anymore!"

Silence reigned and wind blew across the terrain and across the sea.

"If you don't believe, here are all Grandpapa's magazines!" Sakura cried as she pulled open the cupboard. A towering pile of pornographic magazines toppled onto Sakura as she gave a terrified yell, buried under a pile of accursed magazines.

Bad move.

A sickening thud was heard and chaos began once more.

Echizen's POV

It was actually a goodwill mission by the sempais to deliver aid to me in order to alleviate my suffering of taking care of a hyperactive child. Therefore the sudden change of motive seemed unbelievable. Sempais looked as if they have accessed forbidden grounds, attempted what many called a taboo, betrayed their moral rights. The expression on their face was priceless. Oishi-sempai's mouth expanded so huge, flies could happily fly in and start a colony. Kaidoh-sempai and Momo-sempai both showed the "See no evil, touch no evil, hear no evil" look. Using their hand as a barrier, they attempted to block out the unsightly images and hopefully thoughts as well. Kawamura-sempai looked like a fish out of water while Fuji-sempai face was far too amused to say anything. Kikumaru –sempai started ranting on how impure I was.

Stupid incidents come one after another! I don't know how long more I can last before I literally black out and collapse. I am seriously considering a one way trip to the mental hospital and stick there permanently, away from all problems! Why can't a person with a full blown headache have any peace?

When my eyes scanned that suspicious looking magazine, warning bells began to clash against each other and I tossed that damned thing far way. But it was not before I angrily ripped that porn magazine into two. Horrified was an understatement. I felt my world crashing on me, my senses numbed as if I was injected with aneseptic, when I realized what sempai-tachi was so upset about. This dark, deadly secret that I have been trying to hide for so many years was made known to the whole world today. It was embarrassing to let everyone know that your own father read porn. I don't give a damn about destroying the image of that old man! I mean look at him. What kind of impression does he give you anyway? NO matter how I try to see it, he does not have an image of an ex-pro who almost became first in the world. Furthermore, he does not mind letting the public know that he drools over porn and stares at scantily clad women who were like half his age. However, I on the other hand, have an image to keep, a dignity to maintain. Therefore if anyone knows about this dark skeleton in my closet, I will just disappear from the face of this earth and wallow in despair.

Now was the chance to say sayonara to the world and run away from the humiliation.

Then why am I not starting my engines?

Because they thought I READ PORN INSTEAD.

Now that was a huge blow to my nerves and ego. I was crushed. I Ryoma Echizen NEVER READ PORN! After all, reading porn was one of the lowest form of entertainment to oneself. Therefore I was thoroughly insulted when Oishi-sempai started wailing about how I was going to pollute Sakura's mind and all the other nonsense. How could Oishi-sempai have thought that I read porn? That was absurd! Anyone finding out about my secret was bad enough, but to accuse ME of reading porn could face disembowelment from me.

And "Disembowelment of Sempais" seemed to be a great avenue then.

Anger was clouding my mind as negative emotions started to build up in my body. My reputation and name was at stake! If I were to disappear right now, my tarnished image and reputation will go down in history, and it will forever stay that way. For the sake of my massive pride, I decided to stay put and no matter what it takes, I must salvage my name!

To say all the majestic phrases was one thing, to do it was another. Trying to prove my innocence while facing my sempai-tachi's wrath was as good as a rowboat's chance in a storm. Oishi-sempai was terribly emotional as he started weeping and wasting resources at the same time. I mean, that must be the 215th piece of tissue Oishi-sempai had tossed into that humongous pile of used tissues. This meant that more trees have to be cut down just to shut his waterworks. Gosh, it was like he just broke up with his long time lover or something. roll eyes Although I tried to insist that I was innocent, sempai-tachi seemed to have embedded this fact that I was reading porn deep in their brains. All they just did was to holler or exclaimed how shocked they were, with my face facing the wrath of their saliva. Some in their misery esp. Oishi-sempai, were trying desperately to save their precious kouhai from sinking deeper into this sin of mine; attempting to snap me out of it. Oishi-sempai consulted his ever reliable old book for solutions. Kawamura-sempai who snapped out of his daze started providing Oishi-sempai solutions as he began to look through the thick pile of resources sempai-tachi have brought along. Inui-sempai flipped through his tattered notebook for solutions. Fuji-sempai just laid back and enjoyed the great show. Grrrr….. Sadistic as usual.

"I DON'T READ THOSE STUFF!" I yelled, hoping to knock some sense into their useless brains. No luck though, most of them just gave me piercing stares and returned to their activities; weeping/finding solutions/smiling/dazing/others. I groaned as I slumped onto the hard floor. The stupid headache still did not go away even though I have consumed like tons of aspirin. I should complain to that company and sue even penny out of them. Yelling aggravates my headache even more. I felt like boiling over and die from high blood pressure. Yup and sempai-tachi can start preparing for my funeral. I should make them pay for my funeral expenses.

Solution? To shut up and stop yelling.

And I did just that, after trying a few more useless attempts of defending myself.

I slumped on the floor and rubbed my temples, fuming inwardly. Sempai-tachi acted as if it was the worst crime on earth to touch or stare at a porn magazine. I can't blame them for being surprised or horrified, but they were overreacting. Okay, I don't mean that I like porn, let me get this straight. I detest porn, and think that it is a threat to humanity. But I was exposed to pornography from a really young age, in courtesy of that stupid old monk. I bet he showed me porn magazines for bedtime stories instead of fairytales. I remember the first time I actually came into contact with a porn magazine was years ago, when I was still an innocent, young lad of five. That old man placed me on his lap and started to flip open his porn magazine, intending to introduce me to the world of loose women and lots of flesh. Well that was before my mother screeched at him to surrender that magazine, threatening to bash his brain in. if he didn't. That father of mine handed his magazine meekly and fortunately, I did not get my eyes tainted. However, that did not dampen my father's attempts and tried regularly to get me to at least read it. Luckily, my cousin or my mother managed to foil his attempts and all these years, I never did peer into the contents of that magazine. Therefore I am still pure and innocent. I was filled with digust every time my father tried to influence me to read it. I am not him! But overtime (Due to that magazine appearing regularly every meal time) I found that I could not escape from the curse of that magazine therefore I formed a truce with him. He could read that thing as long as he does not show me the contents. He complied.

My thoughts were interrupted when Sakura suddenly yelled and defended me. That little girl surprised me, again. How does she know that that stupid old man reads porn? Unless…

A loud crash startled me and I looked up, horror spelt all over my face. DAMN! THOSE WERE THE MAGAZINES I TRIED TO HIDE FROM SEMPAI-TACHI! I felt my headache increased by ten-folds as I stared at the overwhelming flood of dirty magazines. As I was cursing with every colourful language I could think of, Oishi-sempai's eyes widen as he realized the amount of accursed magazine spreading all over the place.

His nerves snapped and senses went overdrive. Eye balls rolling upwards, he collapsed and passed out, to the horror of everybody.

"ARGHHHHHHHHH! SOMEONE CALL THE AMBULANCE!" Kawamura-sempai yelled his head off.

Kikumaru-sempai gave me this astonished look and exclaimed, "OCHIBI! I THOUGHT YOU WERE ONLY READING PORN BECAUSE OF PUBERTY! THE TRUTH IS THAT YOU HAVE BEEN EXPOSED TO IT FOR YOUR ENTIRE LIFE!"

Sometimes I feel that I am the only sane soul around here.

With nerves totally frazzled and shattered, I gave up convincing them and just went all silent, inwardly cursing the stupidity of sempai-tachi.

Kaidoh-sempai's eyes went as wide as saucers when the sight of pornographic magazines flooding the living room. Letting out a great yell, he scampered out of the living room and into the garden. Momo-sempai instantly covered his eyes and hollered, " Echizen! You brat! How dare you – " The noise increased as Sakura stayed buried under the mountain of magazines, oblivious to the racket that she had caused once more. Fuji-sempai was well… smiling.

It was half an hour later that everyone managed to calm down and Kikumaru-sempai managed to arouse Oishi-sempai from his slumber; with the help of Inui-sempai's juice of course.

"Eji! What are you doing?" Oishi-sempai shouted, his entire body drenched with green liquid. Eji-sempai ran forward and gave Oishi-sempai a crushing hug, "OISHI! I AM SO GLAD THAT YOU ARE ALIVE!"

I can't be bothered to further explain how ridiculous this scene can get. So now, sempai-tachi are guarding me like a sick/wounded yet dangerous animal; someone that was a victim of something, yet wary that I may spread the "disease" to them. Oishi-sempai was pacing up and down, with a worried a frown on his face. Oishi looked downright stressed out, muttering to himself constantly, pacing about the living room.

Suddenly, Oishi-sempai looked at Inui-sempai and gave him a grim look. "I think we are left with no choice but to proceed with the ultimate plan…" Oishi-sempai said slowly and uncertainly, "Though it might be a little cruel, but since things have plunged for the worse…" Inui's-sempai's glasses gleamed in the light and gave a morbid smile as he started flipping through another notebook with a yellow cover. He excused himself and made his way to the kitchen. Before he stepped inside, he asked me, "Echizen, do you have a blender?"

"Errr…. Yes, third cupboard from the right." I replied, feeling a little curious as to what he was contemplating to do.

Strange sounds were emitted from the kitchen and a weird stench began to fill the air. There were occasional times when Inui-sempai emerged from his hideout and went out for a long time before stepping back into the house. He was carrying some suspicious thing that was moving! Gosh, Inui-sempai better not turn my kitchen into a slaughter house.

It was a good one and a half hours later that Inui-sempai stepped out with a huge menacing smile tugging his lips. It was then that the half asleep me became alarmed, eyes flew wide open and my facial expressions screamed murder.

Inui-sempai held up a HUGE jug and showed it proudly for all to see. In it was a BLACK concoction of whatever that was and Kami-sama, it had effervescences. I mean true, Inui-sempai's drinks have always bubbled, but have you seen one that bubbled that rapidly before? Moreover, IT IS BLACK! The true colour of evil. It was emitting a terribly foul smell and a faint black coloured smoke was ascending. And please don't tell me that moving thing is in that thing.

Stirring the concoction, Inui-sempai walked towards us.

Kaidoh-sempai went limp and blacked out instantly. Everyone except Fuji-sempai paled to a deathly pallor. Fuji-sempai opened his piercing eyes and stared interestedly at the drink. "Formulated with the best ingredients, this recipe has been passed down for generations as the most effective drink in history." Inui grinned creepily as he stirred the drink furiously, "I call it the Emperor's descent."

A clap of thunder was heard.

"Err… Oishi, isn't this a bit too harsh for Ochibi?" Kikumaru-sempai asked uncertainly.

Oishi eyed that concoction, his apologetic voice laced with guilt, "But this is the only way Echizen can be cured… Surely you don't want him to suffer from this polluted mind any further, right?"

I felt like ripping off Oishi-sempai's head right at that moment. He was brainless sometimes, does he want me to die from poisoning?

Inui-sempai stopped stirring and lifted up his spoon, only to reveal a badly corroded spoon..

"Opps." Inui-sempai muttered as he sank that corroded metal back into the drink form hell.

There is NO WAY that I will ever drink that thing! MY INTESTINES WILL BE CORRODED! ARGHHH! I was hyperventilating , mind was in a whirl, gears in my brain working at breakneck speed, thinking of a way to escape from the clutches of this insane, evil monster who was about to force that drink from hell down my throat. I yelled in protest, hoping to steer their crooked minds back to reality; I was going to die if they were to force that down my throat.

Inui-sempai approached me, "To cure you completely, you need to drink this whole jug." That 2nd sadistic freak smiled and continued, "It will all be over in a moment…"

End of Ryoma's POV, Normal POV

Ryoma ran for his life, away from those crazy goons that were hell bent on curing him off that "illness" that did not even exist in the first place. He ran out of the living room and left a trail of sempais that were chasing after him. It was all THAT OLD MAN'S FAULT!

Kaidoh was still unconscious, blissfully oblivious to anything. Kawamura was too kind to force that poison down Ryoma's throat and was sympathizing him. Although Kikumaru wanted to join in the chase, he was too repulsed by that drink to even go near Inui. Therefore, he cheered from a distance. Oishi, no matter how crazy he was, he was never a heartless guy. He could not bear to watch Ryoma suffer from the effects of that drink, yet he wanted Ryoma to be cured of this "illness" therefore Oishi did not join the chase, but prayed silently for Ryoma's recovery. Fuji was talking on his handphone, his face betrayed an eerie, sadistic smile. Inui and Momoshiro were chasing after poor Ryoma. The pea-brained Momo felt that as a sempai, it was his duty to change Ryoma for the better. Although he almost blacked out upon seeing that Emperor's descent, he felt that he should look after his kouhai and that meant curing Ryoma's obsession over porn. Inui just wanted to test this forbidden drink on his tester.

A loud yelled followed by a huge thump was heard and most of the inactive sempais ran to witness the purification of their kouhai.

Ryoma was trapped at some corner of the house, smashed into some wall when he was turning as his brain was too occupied to take note of where he was going. Frantically, he struggled to get up, only to find out that he was pinned down by Momo and Inui.

"It is for your own good."

"YADDA! BAKA SEMPAI-TACHI! I DON'T EVEN READ PORN! I – "

Inui could not care less and started trying out his new potion on his lab rat. The number one sadist came to witness the moment while Kikumaru still watched from a distance. A loud yell was heard followed by some spluttering and thrashing. The jug was half empty when a terrified and desperate Ryoma mustered all his strength left and broke free of his captor's grasp, trying to scamper away.

Too late though, the Emperor's descent had taken effect.

Ryoma's vision started swimming in front of him so fast, he thought he was on a rollercoaster. His insides were burning and his energy reserve was depleting terribly fast in order to just get Ryoma to stand and avoid blacking out. Holding onto the wall for support, he tried to cough out expletives at his sempais yet his vocal facilities seemed to stop functioning. Was it him or did someone painted everything yellow? His body finally decided to fail on him as he collapsed onto the cold, hard floor.

It was then he saw someone at the doorway. Someone that looked strangely like Tezuka.

Then he fell into deep oblivion.

Yeah I am done. This chappie is a little sadistic, crazy and exaggerating, yes I know. I am also aware that Oishi is acting a little off character. I try not to make that happen again. Forcing down the ultimate Inui's juice down Ryoma is just plain murder. But I thought for extremely long and I felt that this conclusion had to be it. Another thing I am sure you reader observed or noticed is that the Ryoma torturing part (drinking of juice; the process) was extremely short and I excluded Fuji out of the pinning down of Ryoma or participating in the torturing on purpose (Although I am sure many of the readers hope for it. Hee hee). I have a reason for this. Yup, I don't want readers to think that it is going to be a yaoi fic.

Anyway, reviews make my day. So please review!

And do forgive me for making this a sadistic chapter.