Sumamry thus far: Shinju and Ryoma both have mouthed off Mito, and due to certain circumstances, the tennis prodigy is now staying at Tezuka's house! And they're sharing the bed! Oolala~!
TENSHI HIGH'S EVIL BUCHOU!
-Chapter Six: Don't Get On His Bad Side-
Shinju exhaled sharply and served the ball to hit the wall. "Tsk," he walked over to the wall and pulled the tennis ball out with little difficulty.
"…You're mad."
Shinju narrowed his eyes to glare at the wall. "No shit," Toushiro closed his eyes and Shinju exhaled sharply again in regret. "I'm sorry Toushiro… you called me for dinner and I'm ruining it…"
"It's fine, Shinju. You need to work up an appetite anyway."
Shinju closed his eyes in frustration. "It's just… no one has ever interfered with my script except—"
"Me," Toushiro finished and hugged Shinju from behind. "I know your power… I know your wrath… I felt both seven years ago."
Shinju widened his eyes and rested his right hand on Toushiro's right shoulder. "I'm so sorry…"
"Have you noticed that whenever this topic comes up you say you're sorry? There's no need to be… but I'm here now to make sure you don't hurt anyone ever again," Toushiro hugged Shinju closer and tighter. "I don't want to see you regret anything… that face doesn't suit you at all. Please promise… promise me that you won't get involved with Mito Echizen… she's not in your script."
"Toushiro…" Shinju closed his eyes sadly. "I won't go near her, I promise," Shinju leaned his head up to kiss Toushiro. "I also promise that everything I do will be planned out carefully. I will get every result to make sure my play is perfect for the audience."
The next morning, Tezuka slowly opened his hazel eyes. He closed them once again to roll over and hug the warm pillow next to him. Tezuka smiled at the pillow's softness.
"I didn't think you would… smile like that. You should smile more often, Kunimitsu. It's a nice smile."
"E-Eh?" Tezuka tried to focus the blurry image. "Mm… Ryoma?"
The half blind teen thought he saw a smirk though the blurriness and through his hair that cast shadows across his face. "Mada mada dane, Kunimitsu. Here you go," Ryoma held Tezuka's glasses out.
"Ah, thanks," Tezuka took his glasses and put them on. Once he had them on, he blushed furiously.
He was holding Ryoma around the waist tightly to his own body. "I'm s-sorry, Ryoma…"
"It's fine Kuni-chan."
Tezuka blushed further. 'He's not exactly helping with this whole situation!' Tezuka swallowed hard. "Please don't call me that."
Ryoma smirked. "But it's the perfect nickname for you. I may have said it didn't suit you before, but I realized it is just perfect."
"If you call me Kuni-chan then I will call you Ryo-chan."
The greenish-black haired teen fell on the floor. "Don't you dare!"
Tezuka shrugged. "Then don't call me Kuni-chan."
"Che, deal."
"Oi! Kunimitsu! Echizen-kun! It's time for breakfast!"
"Ah, we're coming oniisan! Come on Ryoma, let's go," Tezuka offered.
Ryoma blinked and rubbed his eyes adorably. "But I need to change and wash up…"
Tezuka stopped. "Wash up after you eat so the food won't taste bad. You can come down after changing as well," the teen instructed.
Ryoma ate his food in silence as the oldest three Tezuka siblings teased Tezuka throughout the meal.
"I told you before… Ryoma isn't my koibito!"
Ryoma chuckled at Tezuka's obvious discomfort. 'Wow, Kunimitsu can get annoyed pretty easily… guess his brother and sisters know how to really push his buttons.'
"Sure, of course… when's the party?" Kyou asked curiously after eating a sausage.
"Ah, it's at six o' clock," Ryoma casually replied and turned to Tezuka.
"Ne, Kunimitsu, I'm done so where do I put the plate?"
"In there," Tezuka pointed at the sink and Ryoma walked over to it.
Then his cell phone rang. "Hello?"
"Morning Echizen! Have a great rest last night, if you know what I mean…"
Ryoma blinked in confusion. "What?"
"Oh you're hopeless in romance… anyway the forecast said that it'll snow soon, and I've always wanted to have a party in the snow! Unfortunately, it says the snow will stop around twelve or one o' clock… I was hoping we could have the party now! Can you guys come?"
"Umm… one sec buchou. Kunimitsu, the party is being moved to now; still want to go?"
"That's NOT it! YOU HAVE T O COME, BOTH OF—"
"Sorry about that, Echizen. What Shin was trying to ask is if you have a ride here."
The golden eyed teen nodded in understanding. "Oh, umm… a ride—"
"OOH! I can drive you!" Katomi shouted out loud.
"So you have a ride, that's good to hear."
Ryoma paused. "Coach, do we still have to wear the costumes…?"
"OF COURSE!" that was definitely Shinju, no doubt about it.
"Che…" Ryoma hung up and turned to the family of four. "Well… shall we get going?"
The five got into the car. "So we have to drive to Tenshi High?" Katomi asked while clicking her seatbelt on.
"Yeah," the youngest replied. "We go to the school and enter—"
"RYOMA!" a voice called out and the teen froze. "Ryoma don't go, please!"
The aforementioned teen turned slowly around and glared at Mito with hate. "I won't forgive you for hurting Kunimitsu, and stop saying my first name!"
"But I'm your elder sister! Have some respect!"
"I won't respect someone I've just met AND hurt a friend of mine! Katomi-san, feel free to leave right away!"
Mito stood in front of the car so she blocked the driveway. "Why do you hate me so much?"
"Because… you hurt someone near and dear to him. Talking to you really makes me sick, and I even promised Toushiro that I wouldn't go near you… but this just proves I need to set you straight," a familiar voice sufficed. "Echizen doesn't trust you; leave him alone."
"K-Kiryu-buchou… where's the coach?" Tezuka asked with fear laced in his voice.
"He's at the clubhouse," Shinju unfolded his arms.
"Why are you asking, Kunimitsu?" Ryoma whispered.
"Whenever buchou gets angry, the only person able to stop him is the coach. If coach Hitsugaya isn't here to stop him…" Tezuka stopped abruptly.
Shinju growled. 'You may say you know everything about Echizen, but I'm always one step ahead. There is at least ONE thing I know about him that you don't!" Shinju calmed down and closed his eyes when the cool breeze blew past him. "As I said before: I am a hacker. But I'm a friend before that."
"Kiryu-buchou…!" Ryoma pointed behind the silverette.
"Shinju," a stern, and clearly angry, voice stated. "You broke our promise," Shinju looked down. "You said you wouldn't go near her."
Shinju nodded. "But I knew you knew I was lying and would do whatever it took to stop me from hurting anyone."
Toushiro closed his eyes tightly. "Shinju, if you keep on lying to me, you'll end up like before!"
"N-N…" Shinju widened his eyes.
"Is that what you want Shinju? Is it?"
"No… I'm sorry Toushiro… I'm so sorry," said man pat Shinju's head with a sigh.
"I know you're sorry, Shinju. I promised I wouldn't let you go back, and I don't plan on breaking that promise to myself," Toushiro tilted the young captain's head up. "I don't want that look of regret… I said I didn't want this look on your face again."
"I…know…"
"And if someone interferes with your script for your play, I will not forgive them."
Shinju nodded sadly and looked at Toushiro's shoulder with concern. "…Does it still hurt?"
"I'm fine," the whitenette murmured softly.
"You didn't answer my question," the silverette insisted pleadingly.
"What does it matter if I'm fine?" Toushiro asked.
"I want to know…" Shinju swallowed as it began to snow. "Please…"
Toushiro relaxed his tensed shoulders. "…A little bit, but I can bear with it."
"I'm so sorry Toushiro, I'm so sorry…"
The white haired man hugged the teen close and glared at Mito with a glare that would put Shinju's to shame. "You truly are a despicable person, like Shinju said. You've broken a heart, made someone get kicked out of their house, and you even made Shinju curse!"
"You think I care ab—"
"I know you don't care. Those are things I can put up with at a certain extent… but even I have my limits. I won't snap if you make Shinju curse… however, if you make Shinju cry again… I will take the matter in my own hands… and I will KILL you," tears stained Toushiro's shirt.
"Now get out of the way so Echizen and the Tezuka siblings can go."
"Never!" Mito hissed.
"Shinju!"
A loud smack was heard. "I will not tolerate you shouting at Toushiro!"
Mito fell to the ground in shock. "Y-You hit me…!"
"Yeah, so what bitch?"
"I… I can… I can sue you!" Mito threatened while keeping her hand on her stinging wound.
Shinju raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Sue me? Don't even bother with that… the people know that I have literally two people inside of me."
Toushiro widened his eyes. "No… you can't… you couldn't have come out… NO!"
"Too bad 'Shiro!' I'm back, and I plan to get back at you for messing with Shinju's mind!"
Mito stood. "Expect a call from my lawyer!"
Shinju chuckled with malice lacing his every word as he spoke. "Expect a call from death."
"Kuroi! Stop messing up Shinju's mind!" the white haired coach ordered.
Shinju looked back and, for the first time that Tezuka and Ryoma knew of, glared at Toushiro. The younger teen grabbed the collar of Toushiro's shirt. "Do you really think that I'm scared of you?"
Tezuka and Ryoma got out of the car. "Coach!"
"Coach Hitsugaya!"
"Don't move another step, that's an order!"
The two stopped dead in their tracks. "What happened… what just happened to buchou…?" Ryoma asked.
"He seems… different," Tezuka remarked.
"You're… I can't explain exactly. While he was still in his mother's womb, the ultrasound showed that he was to be born as twins…
"But only one child was born… yet, Shinju was born with a dual personality. He was influenced by Kuroi, his other half, and grew up to be a violent teenager. When I met him seven years ago, he challenged me to a tennis match," the coach stated solemnly.
"Who won?"
"He did… and at the beginning… we made a little bet. Apparently, I had annoyed him and if he won, he would hit me five times."
"But the fool had a change of heart at the last second and decided not to!" the one called Kuroi shouted.
"Yeah. That's when Kuroi emerged and hit my right shoulder hard with his racket…" Toushiro stopped when tears trickled down the evil twin's eyes.
The short silence was broken by mournful cries. "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry!" Shinju fell to his knees after letting go of Toushiro and covered his tear stained face with his hands.
Small droplets of salty tears fell on the floor. "I'm so sorry!"
Toushiro pat Shinju's head. "I doubt it was your fault, Shinju. It's my fault… I was stupid… I couldn't stop Kuroi."
Shinju shook his head. "You don't understand… I'm still too weak…" the troubled captain cried loudly. "Still too damn weak!"
"…Kiryu-buchou…"
Toushiro stopped Tezuka. "You guys just go. In Shinju's vulnerable state… one wrong move can reawaken Kuroi," Toushiro walked slowly toward Shinju. "You guys go to the party and enjoy yourselves."
"…Hai," Tezuka led Ryoma back into the car. "This the first time… the first time I've ever seen Kiryu-buchou get angry and threaten the coach…" Tezuka murmured softly and Ryoma nodded.
"I'm sure no one would want to get on Kiryu-buchou's bad side... I know I wouldn't."
The worried woman looked around. "Oh dear… I forgot to tell the children we were coming!"
A man put his hand on the woman's shoulder. "It's fine, Ayana. We can surprise them."
Ayana sighed. "Maybe you're right… oh Kuniharu… I do hope our dear Kunimitsu is doing well…"
Kuniharu chuckled. "Yeah, Kunimitsu was always your favorite. However, our son will definitely be surprised when we bring her home."
"I'm eager to meet him as well!" a feminine voice supplied with a giggle. "After all, he is my fiancé."
-End Chapter Six: Don't Get On His Bad Side-
Oh yeah, did I mention I have NO idea what his, him being Tezuka, parents look like? I think they're in the manga / anime somewhere, but I'm too lazy to look for them. Therefore, I'll be improvising… a LOT. Oh yeah… from here on out, Shinju will curse a lot, because he'll get angry… a lot. Wow, I'm using a lot a lot… O.O|||
There will also be MOOCness… MASSIVE OOCness! Vote for TezuRyo, Pillar Pair, whatever you want to call it!
TEZUKA plus RYOMA equals LOVE
SHINJU plus EVIL PLAN equals TROUBLE
MY PLOT plus PRINCE OF TENNIS equals MASSIVE YAOI X3