Author's Note: Hi all! I decided to post this chapter in honor of Oishi's birthday! That's right, Seigkau's mommy is having a birthday today! Happy Birthday Oishi! Now that I got that out of my system, onto the story! Thanks to all the people who support this story!
Disclaimer: I don't own PoT/TnO
Chapter FifteenThe Seigaku regulars all jumped at the voice. None of them had expected someone would actually catch them.
"Coming to Hyotei uninvited?"
"So what?" Eiji burst out. "We're here to see Oishi!"
"You are all trespassing,"
Not wanting them to get into trouble, Oishi quickly spoke up. "I invited them here, Atobe," he said. He needed the Seigaku regulars here because he knew that they were the only ones who could help him bring back his memories.
Atobe raised an eyebrow, not sure whether his Fukubuchou was lying or not. Even if Oishi was attending Hyotei and currently on the Hyotei tennis team, it didn't mean Oishi couldn't betray him. "And yet Ore-sama was not informed," Atobe said, eyes narrowing. "This will not be tolerated."
"You're just mean, nya!" Eiji said, glaring at Hyotei's buchou.
"Be grateful Ore-sama has not called security," Atobe snarled.
"I already said I invited them here," Oishi said again.
Atobe whirled on Oishi, his expression darkening. "And why should Ore-sama believe you?" he asked.
Oishi backed away a little at Atobe's expression but firmly said. "I am Fukubuchou of Hyotei. That should be reason enough."
"You forget that you were Seigaku's Fukubuchou too," Atobe said, letting that little fact slip out before he could think about what he said.
"I was what?" Oishi asked.
Atobe scowled a little at his slip-up but refused to answer Oishi's question. "It doesn't mean anything, anymore," Atobe said, looking at Tezuka, who frowned a little at him.
Atobe rarely got angry…upset was common but not angry. Was it because of Seigaku's unannounced arrival? No, that wasn't what was bothering him. In fact, he didn't really mind that Seigaku was here. It was just the fact that they were trying to corrupt Oishi and take him back that angered Atobe.
"What did you mean?" Oishi asked again.
Atobe gave a careless shrug of the shoulder. "Nothing," he said.
Oishi shrugged out of Eiji's grasp and went right up to Atobe. "Tell me," Oishi said, through clenched teeth. "I have the right to know!"
Atobe's frown became even more prominent. "Do not order Ore-sama around!" he said, glaring hard at Oishi. "Get back to practice."
Oishi took a deep breath and stepped back towards the Seigaku regulars. "I won't," he said.
Atobe's temper flared to life. "You dare disobey Ore-sama!" he shrieked.
"Monkey King," Ryoma piped up. "Calm down."
Atobe gritted his teeth, marched up to Oishi and grabbed the other boy's wrist. Turning back to look at the Seigaku regulars, he managed to ground out "Leave," before dragged Oishi behind him.
Oishi struggled to get free from Atobe's iron grip as he was being dragged back towards the courts. It was then that Tezuka grabbed Oishi's other wrist and gave a tug in the other direction. Atobe was jerked back at the tug and stopped. He turned quickly and looked at Tezuka, eyes blazing. Tezuka just stared calmly back at the other steaming buchou.
"Let go," Atobe said with a forced calmness. He knew he needed to maintain his composure but his resolve was cracking.
"Iie."
Atobe gave a fierce tug and Oishi stumbled towards Atobe, who whipped out his cellphone. "Don't make Ore-sama ask again," Atobe said.
Tezuka merely stared expressionlessly at Atobe, who continued to wave the cellphone threateningly. His eyes seemed to narrow the slightest bit when Atobe's grip on Oishi's wrist tightened. "We are not leaving without Oishi," Tezuka said.
As if to back their captain, the rest of the Seigaku regulars moved to stand behind Tezuka. Atobe gave a little smile at their actions before letting out a harsh laugh. The Seigaku regulars all narrowed their eyes at the laughing Hyotei buchou, not exactly familiar with the joke that only Atobe saw.
"Hey, that's Atobe-buchou," a voice came from near the school building. A slight shuffling sound and the Hyotei regulars appeared.
"What the…Seigaku!" Shishido exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
The rest of the Hyotei regulars saw that their captain and Seigaku's captain each had a hand on their Fukubuchou. "What's going on?" Gakuto demanded. He marched up to Eiji and glared at the other redhead. Eiji glared back.
"Nya, what's it to you?"
"Fukubuchou," Ohtori called out, "What's going on?"
"Tezuka-san, Atobe, stop this, you're making a scene," Oishi said, struggling to get out of both captains' grips.
"I bet your captain started this, damn Eiji," Gakuto said, pointing a finger at Eiji.
"Nya, Gakuto, Tezuka didn't do anything. Your captain started it," Eiji said.
"Saa, Gakuto, we were only here to see Oishi," Fuji said, coming to Eiji's defense.
Oshitari pushed up his glasses and stared at the Seigaku tensai. "Atobe would never get angry unless provoked," he said.
"You implying something?" Momoshiro said.
Pretty soon, everyone's voice melded into a buzzing cacophony of screaming and yelling. "STOP!" Oishi screamed.
Both sides fell silent at Oishi's outburst. Frustration clouded Oishi's eyes as he stared at the scene before him. The Seigaku regulars on one side arguing with the Hyotei regulars on the other. Then there were the two captains who still held his wrists. He jerked his wrists from both captains and stepped back. "It's gotten out of control," Oishi said.
"Oishi," Tezuka began.
Oishi looked at Tezuka and then at Atobe. "Enough," he said.
Atobe brought the cellphone that he still held in front of him and punched in a few numbers. A moment of silence when Atobe waited for the other side to pick up the phone before speaking.
"Is this the coach?" he asked.
All the Seigaku regulars froze for the second time that day. If Atobe called Ryuzaki-sensei and told her what they had done, all of them were going to run until they died.
"Your regulars are here," Atobe said. "Uninvited…yes…didn't tell you? Interesting…"
An audible gasp came from the said regulars as they heard what Atobe just said. Oishi sensed the fear emanating from Seigaku's regulars and hurriedly yelled. "I invited them! I already told you!"
Atobe turned away from Oishi and continued to speak. "Ore-sama will provide transportation back to Seigaku. Yes…no problem at all…good-bye."
Clicking his phone shut, Atobe turned his attention back to Tezuka, who didn't seemed fazed at all that Atobe had just ratted them out. However, inside, Tezuka was torn. His heart clenched with disappointment. He had come so close only to have his plan foiled. Letting out a sigh, Tezuka looked to Oishi, who was still standing apart from the rest of the group.
"The bus will be back in fifteen minutes," Atobe said tersely.
"Looks like you are all in trouble," Gakuto gloated.
Eiji couldn't take it anymore. It wasn't supposed to be like this! All he wanted was Oishi to come back…to be with Seigaku again. In a streak of red, Eiji tackled Gakuto to the ground and raised his fist to punch the other.
"Kikumaru!" Tezuka said. "What are you doing? You will run extra laps when we get back."
"Shut up!" Eiji screamed. "Shut up!"
"Please, no fighting," Oishi said, coming up behind Eiji. "I know you're frustrated."
"Nya! Oishi!" Eiji cried, leaping off of Gakuto and launching himself into Oishi, burying his head into Oishi's chest.
Fuji came up to Gakuto, who was brushing himself off and said, his voice deadpan. "You made him cry," Fuji's azure eyes flashed dangerously and Gakuto let out a gulp.
"Fuji!" Tezuka said firmly. "Don't, or you will run laps with Kikumaru."
Fuji gave Gakuto one last glare before closing his eyes and offering up his deceiving smile again. Gakuto ran quickly to hide behind Oshitari. Atobe just stood there, staring at the actions the Seigaku regulars were willing to take for their former Fukubuchou. 'This is their ploy to take him from Hyotei.' Atobe thought. He turned to Tezuka, who had the most miniscule look of pain etched into his otherwise stony features.
If Tezuka's hands hadn't been crossed over his chest, he would have been clenching his fists and he would have acted in a very un-Tezuka like manner. Tezuka was sure that if he hadn't had such control over his emotions, he would have joined Kikumaru in his attack. 'Damn Atobe!' Tezuka swore in his mind. Usually, Tezuka wouldn't have used such uncouth vocabulary but this was an extraordinary circumstance: Oishi.
Tezuka looked to Eiji still in Oishi's arms and a little pang of jealousy flashed through his body. He wanted to be the one Oishi comforted. Curse his stoicism for not allowing him to tell Oishi how he really felt. Maybe his stoicism was what made his push Oishi away that day. Maybe it was the general shock of Oishi confessing his feelings. Actually Tezuka had no idea why he pushed Oishi away but that action was one he regretted since he had performed it and Tezuka wasn't the type of person to regret his actions that often.
A loud screech of tires pulled him from his thoughts. The bus was here to take them back to Seigaku…back to square one. "Let's go," Tezuka ordered. No regular dared to question Tezuka.
It took Momoshiro, Fuji and Kawamura to drag Eiji from Oishi, kicking and screaming like a little child from its mother. "Oishi!" Eiji screamed. "No! Oishi!"
Oishi had a pained look on his face as he watched Eiji being dragged away. His chances of regaining his memories were fading with each encounter he had with Seigaku. He knew that after this, the regulars would never be allowed to come back. Then, Oishi might never find out about his past. He just continued to stare after the bus as it drove away. He knew he had to have contact with them again.
Author's Note: Were the characters OOC? I kind of thought so...anyways, I almost cried when I wrote the part about Eiji being dragged away...So anyways, was this chapter good? Bad? Please tell me!
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