Rizaya Echizen was not a person anyone should mess with. He was, psychologically defined, a sadist. Maybe a psychopath too. He was never afraid to hurt anyone no matter how innocent or vulnerable. He always had someone looking after and tending to him. That person had to be, without doubt, his Kitten-san. So, as you can imagine, when his Kitten-san had to leave, Rizaya became angry. Very, very, angry.

"You call this food!" Rizaya yelled at the tormented chef as he spit the half chewed contents on his face. Tears were overflowing as she trembled cowering away from the demon in front of her. "A pig couldn't eat this shit!" he yelled again and she sobbed as he struck her on the side of her head, grabbed her hair and ripped out a portion of it. The rest of the cooks stuttered out of the kitchen into the hall.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" the girl wailed clutching her head in pain, "I'll do better, I promise!"

"Promise? That's not good enough!"

"Rizaya-kun, let her go." A tall man with medium-length black hair spoke out.

"Ritsu-sensei, what a surprise," Rizaya threw the girl to the floor and she limped off at an alarmingly fast rate.

"I don't know the what kind of freedom you have been given during my—negligence—of your situation, but now that I'm back I cannot allow you to continue this kind of behavior." Ritsu-sensei stepped forward until he was standing right in front of Rizaya as if to say that their difference in height symbolizes his authority.

"I'm sorry," Rizaya said with mock compassion, "I didn't know you cared so much about poor, little ol' me." He laughed wickedly.

Ritsu-sensei glared at his insubordinate with cold eyes, but Rizaya just shrugged them off. "I understand that being away from your fighter is painful, but it does not excuse this kind of behavior."

Rizaya stood on the tip of his toes and reached up to Ritsu-sensei's neck. He smiled innocently and pleasantly, like a child. "You can't do anything to me. After all you are my le-gal gar-di-an." He drew out the last two words and added jokingly, "and I'm just a kid. I'm not responsible for whatever I do. That's your job."

Ritsu-sensei grabbed Rizaya by the shoulders and pinned him to the wall. He leaned in and Rizaya could feel the man's minty breath tickling his ear. "Don't try to take advantage of your place here, boy. I could easily kill you without letting anyone know anything!" he hissed violently.

"Ryoma would notice," Rizaya whispered. His too carefree smile turned serious, "He would notice right away. And then he'd kill you in revenge."

Ritsu-sensei slammed him harder into the wall before pulling away. "I should never have given him to you. It was my mistake." He held his head in his hands in frustration before leaving.

Don't worry. I'll come and get you Kitten-san. There's no way I'll let you live without me.

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"So what do we know about him so far?" Tezuka asked the regulars. They were in Ryuzaki's office after school. Tezuka had become very interested in the boy over the past few days. But it was only to make sure the tennis team survived Inui and Fuji's obsessions. Nothing else. Yet.

"This is tireing, nya, why are we even here?" Kikumaru yawned.

"Why are we discussing, this Sempai, it's obvious that brat doesn't want to hang out with us, his loss, let's just leave him." Momo spoke in the same tone.

"Are you willing to bet your life on that?" Inui asked evilly holding a pitcher of his latest poison. Momo whimpered and backed away.

"If we get him on our side who knows how much support we'll get. And he is kind of cute…" Fuji started. "in a submissive, childish, sort of way." Kaido ran off. Inui took out his notebook. Tezuka swallowed 4 aspirin pills. Momo and Kikumaru fainted. Taka said he just remembered he had to help his dad in the sushi restaurant.

Ryuzaki watched the regulars fooling around with a grim frown on her face. These kids didn't know what they were getting into. She knew Nanjirou almost too well from his childhood. She prided herself in being the coach of the best tennis player in the world. Nanjirou looked like he was all fun and games, but when he wanted to he could get pretty damn serious. It would be better for everyone if certain facts of his son and his family remained in confinement.

You really don't want to know what happened.

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Tezuka Kunimitsu was locking the door before going home with one of his daily teammate-caused headaches. It got worse the more he thought about tomorrow the worse the headache got. It could even get worse enough until he was hallucinating.

"NyaFijiko's scary!" Kikumaru cried and ran off trying to hide behind Momo.

"Hey, Sempai you should face him! You're the sempai! Get back here viper!" was heard from Momo as a catastrophe was set in motion just by three words that Fuji said. Tezuka stood in the sidelines by Inui who was jotting down notes.

The headache was back in full force turning into a migraine. If he was more alert and not in pain he would have noticed the dark figure by the bushes spring up and hit him on his head with the butt of a gun. Tezuka fell with a thud as the figure collected him.

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918 words…-.- disappointing, I know. What do you all think of Rizaya? I hope it's not too boring.