Mistaken – By RoyLover (AtoSae) Saeki's POV

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Prince of Tennis except Himeko - OC character

-Chapter Two-

At about a fortnight and some days, I was released from the hospital. Slowly, I tried my best to regain my ground, becoming solid again. I surely was doing well until a week later; I had met him when I was returning home from work...Atobe Keigo with his wife at his side.

"Keigo," I softly whispered to myself, my head down, as I passed him, narrowing my eyes as the throbbing pain in my heart increased. Grinding my teeth together to ease the pain, I ceased my walk and inched my head around until I saw Atobe from the back.

There he slowly walked alongside his beautiful wife who was now known as Himeko Atobe. Her long, wavy hair was dyed a cherry blossom pink, and her eyes raved of the hue of green. Even with such beauty, my eyes focused on Atobe, his silver hair slightly wavering about as he took each step. The very sight of him made me wanting to throw my weak arms around him and hold him tight against myself, but I knew that such a thing I wanted was now a mere fantasy of mine that would never come true. For sure, I didn't want to look into his eyes as he stared at Himeko, because I knew all it would cause me was more pain. The only face I wanted to see from Keigo was that face he always and only showed me; that gentle, peaceful smile that had his vast blue eyes filled with the love for me.

"Keigo!" I called out to Atobe with much effort.

He stopped in his tracks, his wife, too. Slowly, he turned around to face me, his eyes only showing that hate for me. Atobe wasn't even smiling. It was more like a threatening glare, but, even so, I continue to stare at him with loving, saddened eyes, the overwhelming pain in my heart increasing each second as I stare at that face of his.

"What is it, low life?" he questioned sternly and coldly.

"Ah...well..." I dropped my head down and brought my hands and clasped them together as if I was to pray. "Are you still...upset with me?" I asked him in a soft, jittering voice.

"That was all you wanted to ask me? You low life. I don't ever want to see you again, you hear! So if you see me, don't even try to talk to me. Don't even call me by my first name," Atobe declared straight forward. "Get out of my sight! You disgust me!"

Another jab of pain shot through my chest, making me fall onto my knees to press my hands against my chest to ease the pain that hurt me so much. I bit my lip hard to keep the tears from coming out, only to end up making my lip bleed, but then as the blood dripped out from my lip. Suddenly, I felt Atobe shove me over with great force, making me fall on my face. I didn't move, however. I couldn't. My body just felt so weak, so in pain, that all I could do was let the tears slide down my face and the blood trickle down my chin. In the end, Atobe had left with his wife, leaving me as I am. The effort of trying to talk to him had only worsened my relationship with him...

That night, I was in my room, only hearing nothing but my own breath. I felt cold and lonely, only here for some reason or no reason at all. Suddenly, the phone rang, but I didn't answer it. I just stared at it blankly, waiting for the person to speak up for the answer machine to pick it up.

"Hey, Koji? You awake? Sorry for waking you up if I did, but I just wanted to talk to you to see if you're okay. It has been a while since we had last talked. This is Syusuke by the way. I'll be going now. Call back when you-"

"Syusu?" I said when I answered the phone which was in my hands now.

"Koji-kun?" Fuji questioned.

"Yeah, this is Kojirou..."

"You sound a bit different...Something bothering you?"

"Ah, no, not really..."

"Really? Doesn't seem so...It's about Atobe, isn't it?"

"Huh?"

"I heard...he got married, but not with my best friend. Koji, did something happen between you and Atobe that I didn't know of?"

"...You know Himeko Yamasaki?"

There was a pause, and for a while, too. I was starting to worry if Fuji had deserted me...

"Syusu?" I said over the phone.

"Uh? Sorry, my roommate's here and he wanted me to do something...Okay, I'm done. So...yeah, I know Himeko Yamasaki. She's that pretty wealthy girl who's friends with Atobe, right?" Fuji questioned, his voice sounding, somewhat, serious.

I swallowed hard, my eyes closed tight, and I answered back calmly, "Yeah, her. She was attacked by one of the servants at the Atobe Resident, but I was there to stop that servant before Himeko could have been stabbed to death...When Atobe came, he saw me with the knife and Himeko lying there on the floor, unconscious. The servant had ran off right before he came in so...I was the one to blame..."

"Why didn't you tell Atobe?" Fuji asked.

I replied back, my voice croaking a little from the deep, strong ache in my chest, "He wouldn't listen...I told him so many times, and he would not believe me...He just called me a backstabbing liar, a low life, and so much more! Now, he just doesn't love me anymore, Fuji!" I just couldn't hold in the pain any longer and broke out crying nonstop. "There's no more love in his eyes when he looks at me anymore! Fuji...I had lost him...I lost him for good..."

I cried, not hearing a sound from the other side of the line, but I knew Fuji was still there. He's always been there for me like I had always been there for him...my truest and best friend...

"I don't know how much longer I could hold on, Syusuke..." I told him, sniffing every so often, the tears still leaking from my eyes.

"Kojirou..."

Eventually, I bid farewell to my friend over the phone and went to sleep, my heart still in great pain...