Title: His abusive past
By: Namikaze Naruto, tenma no ouji
Revised and Rewritten
His abusive past:
The Miracle
Fear and uncertainty stilled Nanjiroh from reacting at first, but several wails broke out pulling the ex tennis pro from his stupor, body trembling, "What do you mean by that? What happened to my son?"
"It was already a touch and go from the moment your son was brought in and for a boy his size, and past medical problems, he was surprising strong-willed and he fought with everything he had to survive the operation, he did in fact live through everything, it was after the surgery that things got bad." the doctor frowned, some times he hated his job, being the bearer of bad news especially to a parent whose child was too young to have actually experienced what life had to offer, "His heart gave out. We tried everything we could to bring him back, but..." he didn't continue, he didn't have to and even if he did no one would have heard them with the crying, screaming and wailing going on.
Eiji screamed, covering his ears with his hand. "No, not ochibi-chan, he can't..." he wailed and Oishi could do nothing but tightened his hold around his partner, muffling his own cries within the redheads shoulder. Gakuto wrapped his arms around both of the boys shoulder, as well as Oshitari, who had walked over after Eiji screamed. They tried to comfort the two, the blue haired Hyotei tensai glanced towards his captain, knowing the other boy would be just as grief stricken, being in love with the victim and all.
Momo buried his head into his lap, sobs racking his body while Taka tried to offer him what little comfort he could around his own grief. Inui held on to Kaidoh who had completely broken down, while hiding his face within Kaidoh's neck. Yanagi glanced at his best friend and kohai, saw that they were already being taken care of, stood up and moved towards his childhood friend and his kohai.
Tezuka didn't know what to do, his mind was oddly blank. He couldn't process anything and even if he could, he didn't want to. A life without Echizen Ryoma, he couldn't believe it. A world without him, was it even a life he wanted to live. His heart ached so bad, and it took every thing he had to not break down, scream, break some thing. 'Ryoma!' a soundless gasp left his mouth. A hand against his shoulder caused him to turn, "Atobe, what do you want?"
Atobe shrugged his shoulder, "I know we never saw anything eye to eye Tezuka, ever since we were young and our fathers, and grandfathers, would have get together, usually forcing us along with them for future business sakes." Lowering his head, Atobe chewed on his bottom lip, "We were different from each other, like the sun and the moon. You were calm, collected and always strive to bring out the best in others, as evident in your team, while I was arrogant, cocky, full of myself and often times very impulsive and it showed in the way I led my team." swallowing blue eyes stared into browns, "And because of our differences we often clashed, but, there is one thing we do share in common. Echizen Ryoma. We both love him, not just us, several of us in this room cares about him in that way. I just wanted to see if you were going to be alright, your the type to hold everything inside and never show how you truly feel." he sighed, "We practically grew up together, I consider you an annoying, goody-2-shoe younger brother, so..."
Tezuka nodded his head, cutting Atobe off, "Thank you Atobe." he whispered, "And i consider you as a brother as well despite how annoying you are." the Seigaku buchou added, lowering his head, hands trembling, "It's going to be different, harder." he glanced towards his teammates, chewing on his lower lip, "He was the heart and soul of our team. The baby. He needed us, even when he never showed it, we knew and in turn we needed him. Ryoma made us feel important, like we could do anything we want if we believe it." Taking the seat beside Tezuka, Atobe wrapped his arms around the younger boys shoulder, burying his face into his arm.
Nanako was sobbing against Asuza, who held the other girl close to her chest, running her hand up and down her friends back. There was no words that could be spoken to soothe Nanako grief stricken heart, the only means of healing is time. Asuza glanced behind her when she heard her brothers name whispered, and her heart twisted in ache, not only was her best friend in agony, her brother was in mourning as well; she'd forgotten Akaya had a special place in his heart for the victim every since that training camp they were involved in to find out the participants for the goodwill game. Akaya had appeared smitten by the boy, and for a time she had thought her brother was in love, but it was quickly lay to rest when she realized the feeling he had for the first year was the same as he felt for his captain. A brother.
A scream tore across the waiting room and all eyes turned to the source. Fuji Syuusuke was held tightly within Yumiko and Yuuta's arms, his body shook violently within their hold and sobs poured from his lips. The sheer pain he was feeling cut through the hearts of everyone only adding to their own pain. They watched as he pulled away from his siblings and stood slowly from his seat, body trembling, "No." he whispered, "Your wrong, you have to be." he gasp, "Ryoma can''t be...he can't, not him." Fuji's blue eyes pinned the doctor to the floor, "Echizen Ryoma is strong, stronger then anyone I have ever met, his been through hell and back. It can't end like this." tears filled Fuji eyes, lips quivered, "He was suppose to have his happy ending." the brunet crumbled, and Eiji ran towards his best friend.
"Fujiko, shh." Eiji cried, trying to brave for his friend, "I agree with you. Ochibi-chan..." he wailed not being able to continue. At once all of the Seigaku regulars were on their feet, despite their emotional condition, and moving towards the two on the ground, enveloping them within their arms, protectively. Momo reached out pulled the three younger boys into the circle of embrace, knowing they needed the comfort as well.
Oshitari pulled Gakuto to his feet and made his way towards Atobe, placing a hand on his captain's shoulder, "Atobe, are you alright?" the blue haired tensai patted his friends shoulder.
Atobe glanced at Oshitari for several momenrs before closing his eyes, "Don't ask some thing you already know the answer to Yuushi, ahn." He turned his head towards Seigaku's general direction, as well as Ryoma's family. "They need all the comfort right now." Tilting his head, Atobe motioned towards Yukimura, "And him. He was with Echizen when he was shot. Yukimura will most likely he traumatized by this event and blame himself for not being able to save Echizen even though it wasn't his fault at all."
The Rikkaidai regulars had circled Yukimura and Akaya, each holding them whispering comforting words to the two. Marui and Niou held Akaya extremely close to them, the latter glancing towards his lover who was currently helping Sanada and Yanagi soothe their captain. Jackal was on the other side of Marui rubbing his partners sobbing back, while he held Akaya.
Akito glanced around the room. He did this, made all these kids cry. His eyes burned, no matter what it takes, he'd make that bitch pay for making him do this and after that, he'll confess everything and accept the punishment that his family and friends will enact upon him.
Elsewhere
in Tokyo
Kevin glanced from one side to another before spotting his destination. With an excited smile, the blond American ran across the street and towards the front gates leading to the house. He was about to push the buzzer button when the gates swung open nearly hitting him in the process. "Oi!" he called.
"Who are you?"
Kevin smiled, "Uh, Kevin Smith, I'm a friend of Ryoma. Is he here? I just got in from Japan and wanted to congratulate him on a good game during the Nationals."
Ryoga and Blake shared a look, "Look kid, I don't know I should tell you this, but my brother is in the hospital. If you want you can come with us, we were just heading there." The blond gaped at the news, nodding his head as he followed the older boys to the car. Questions of what was happening raced through his mind. And he hoped that his friend will be alright.
Somewhere else
in Narita airport
A group of American stood in a group, the females were sitting on the stone walls and bleachers, eyes red and puffy while the males paced around in anxiety. They were all worried about what was going on. A white limo pulled up beside them.
"Mariah, honey, come on. The limo's here. We'll go straight to the hospital, alright?" whispered Nathaniel as he wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and led her to the awaiting vehicle, beside him, Antonio and Kyle doing the same with their own wife's. There older children were dragging themselves towards the limo, their energy seemingly being drained from their bodies.
Mariah sniffed, allowing her husband to lead her towards the car. She could not bare the thought of something happening to the little boy that she, along with Veronica and Mary-Katherine had practically raised like their own, he was as much their son as he was Nanjiroh's and the thought of him possibly dying, nearly left her breathless.
The doors opened to reveal two seats going down on either side, against the window while one went across the back, from one door to the another. The teenagers took one seat, while Veronica, Antonio, Mary-kate and Kyle took the seat across the kids. Mariah stepped into the limo and fell onto the seat curling into a ball; Nathan sat beside his wife and gathered her into a hug. "Shh, Mari."
Ryoga felt as if someone had just ripped his heart from his very chest. He, along with Blake and Kevin, had reached the hospital in no time and raced towards the waiting room, just in time to hear the brunet scream before voicing his thoughts.
"No!" he yelled running towards his father, "Oyaji, it's not true! Tell me it's not true!"
Nanjiroh turned at the voice and wrapped his arms around his eldest son, bringing the teenager into his chest, wanting to protect him from the horrible truth. The truth. His baby boy was really dead, he was never going to experience what life had to offer or fall in love. He... Nanjiroh broke down, and in that moment, Ryoga knew, his baby brother was dead. Sobs racked his body and when arms wrapped around him, he barely registered it.
Blake wrapped his arms around his best friend, tears falling from his eyes. He couldn't believe this. Ryoma, the boy he considered a brother was dead. A boy who just turned twelve and had yet to truly live, taken way before his time. His wail was muffled against Ryoga's shoulder.
"Nanjiroh!" A feminine voice called out, causing all heads to turn in the direction. The newcomers glanced around the room, and without having to ask, they knew. just knew. The teens collapsed against the wall, in tears. Mariah shook her head, "No!" she screamed. "No!" she was pulled into Nathaniel's arms and behind him Antonio and Kyle did the same for their own wife's.
Kevin walked towards Tezuka, "Is it true Tezuka? Is Ryoma really dead?"
Tezuka glanced at the blond, before lowering his head, "Yes." After hearing those words, the blond took several steps back, tears gathering in his blue eyes. He shook his head, denying the claim. An arm wrapped around him, caused him to break down.
Yuuta patted the younger boys back, trying to offer what little comfort he could. He glanced towards his brother, who was beyond distraught. He could tell his brother was falling apart, his heart broken into too many tiny pieces and Yuuta wasn't sure they would ever be put together. The entire Seigaku team looked as if their world had collapsed around them, there very foundation was taken from them; and he figured this is what being the pillar meant and like a building without it's pillar, the very structure falls apart, just like what was happening with the Seigaku team.
A frantic nurse ran from the Emergency room, heading towards the doctor and exchanged words with the man, and with a startled look. the doctor took off in the same direction the nurse came from. Nanjiroh turned towards the woman, "What's going on? Does this have anything to do with my son?" he whispered.
"Echizen Ryoma?" the nurse asked, and when nods meant the question, the lady continued, "He pulled through. Despite being pronounced dead, the patient, Echizen-kun survived."
Tsuzuku
(To be continued)
Tenma
