Here it is, the Chapter five. I kinda wrote four and five back to back, since four was really bland. And I'm not up to writing love scenes between people, it's not my style. But this chapter should make up for lack of action in the last chapter. And will have a nice cliff hanger. Enjoy, and R&R.
Summary: With the breaking of a promise, Yuuta's world becomes unstable and seeks other people to try and bring that world back from the brink of destruction, but even after going as far as to try and repair things, will Yuuta ever find a way to repair the damage done (especially in his heart)?
Warnings: This is yaoi, YuutaxMizuki, FujixTezuka, YuutaxAtsushi, Fujicest, and Kisarazucest, and mentioning of TezukaxRyoma.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis, nor any characters in this fic. And I do not own any songs you see, belongs to... The All-American Rejects.
// Yesterday was hell
But today I'm fine without you
Run away this time without you
And all I ever thought you'd be
That face is tearing holes in me again //
The young boy was crying on his bed. He had gotten his brother in trouble and didn't have the courage to stand up and say that he had done it. Truthfully, it had been his fault for everything. Those guys deserved what they got. They were the ones who started it, picking on his brother and him. The boy wanted to stand up to them, but ended up getting a little beat up, his brother coming in and taking them out. Their way home, Fuji had cleaned up Yuuta with a cloth his mother made him take with him. He had cried then, too. His brother was more beat up than he was, yet was taking care of him. It wasn't fair. Now his brother was in trouble for something he did. Why was everything so unfair?
"Yuuta-kun..." The voice made him look up, tears still gliding down his cheeks.
"Aniki..." He flailed as he rushed to cling to his brother.
"Shh.. Yuuta-kun, everything is alright." Yuuta burried his face into the other boy's chest, almost collapsing in the embrace.
"Aniki got in trouble." Fuji couldn't help but smile.
"I don't want you getting in trouble. It's nothing major, Yuuta-kun. So don't worry." The elder rubbed the tears out of Yuuta's eyes and brushed away the marks on the younger boy's cheeks.
"Aniki, you shouldn't take the blame." Fuji just smiled at his determined little brother.
"No, no, Yuuta. It's fine. There's nothing left. Everything will be alright. No one will bother us again. If they do, don't worry, I'll take care of them. I won't let you get injured again." The younger boy believed the words.
Yuuta and Mizuki had continued to remain on the intimate level for the last couple weeks. The knot in Yuuta's stomach was still there, but he was always ignoring it. He was now always hanging out with Atsushi at three in the morning. Sometimes he began to feel like the older boy was waiting for him to appear, but other times he felt he needed to escape to gather his own thoughts. Yuuta was collapsed on his bed, Mizuki had gone home for the weekend. Even though Yuuta had been invited to come along, he passed by lying and saying he was going to go home. His bed was becoming a little too comfortable below him. The dorms were a little on the quiet side, since most were away at home. It was mid sunday afternoon and he knew that Atsushi would be returning back. He had wanted to talk to the boy. So getting up, he tugged on his tennis warm up, taking out of his room and out the door. And as if on que, Atsushi was standing right there.
"Tadaima." Yuuta laughed and smiled.
"Welcome back, Atsushi." The elder boy ruffled Yuuta's hair. Both boys clueless that Mizuki had returned and noticed this. He had often caught the two boys conversing in a friendly manner, sometimes what seemed to be a little more close than friends.
"Did you have fun with your brother this weekend?" Atsushi nodded.
"We went and played tennis like when we were kids. It brought back memories. Not everything has been repaired, but it's slow baby steps." Yuuta nodded, listening to him. "What about you? Did you go home this weekend?"
"No. I remained here. I didn't feel much like going home." Atsushi blinked.
"You haven't been home since Christmas break, right? I'm sure your family misses you." Yuuta shrugged.
"I cleared the courts off. Will you play a match with me?" Atsushi blinked before nodding.
"Alright." Their match was a nice long one, both boths being careful not to hurt themselves in the cold, but also not letting up in points. Mizuki, unknowing to the boys, was watching them from afar. Perhaps, if Mizuki could be labeled so, he was jealous.
Both boys returned back to the dorms, freezing from the cold, but otherwise happy. They hung out chatting in Atsushi's room. Yanagizawa had yet to return from visiting home. Yuuta was playing a giant plush duck he found on the third year's bed, finding it amusing.
"I got it for him for christmas, he reminds me of a duck. So I dress it up in his stuff to creep him out. It's kinda funny, not making fun on Yanagizawa, but just seeing his reactions. 'That duck does not look like me, da ne' or 'You're losing it Atsushi, da ne. There's nothing alike between us so stop calling that duck Shinya, da ne.' It's really funny." Yuuta laughed, able to see what Atsushi had been talking about. The door knob twisted and the door opened.
"Tsushi, I'm back, da ne." Both occupants of the room burst into a fit of laughter, causing Yanagizawa to blink, not able to understand what was going on.
"Have fun, Atsushi-senpai. I'm gunna head back to my room. Thanks for the match, it was fun." He grabbed his racquet and passed by Shinya and moved back to his room. He dropped onto his bed, stretching out. He came to realize that he actually had missed having the younger Kisarazu nearby to talk to.
The week passed quickly, and Atsushi and Yuuta continued their nightly talks. Friday came and Atsushi left back home, but unexpectedly returned early saturday morning. He woke Yuuta up and the two just hung out in the younger Fuji's room.
"He went out on a date with Saeki-san? You sure it was a date?" Yuuta was turning a cup of hot chocolate around in his hands. Atsushi was sitting in his chair, unable to keep his gaze from the hot chocolate in his own cup.
"Yah. It's what mom said." They had been sitting there talking into the afternoon. Nighttime came, and nothing really had been changed about Atsushi's situation with his brother. The third year left his cup on Yuuta's desk, retreating to his room for a bit. Right after he left, another third year took the chance to slip into his room.
"You spend a lot of time with Atsushi, Yuuta-kun." The grey orbed boy looked over to the door.
"Mizuki." He was stood right up. "Is something wrong?"
"Just that you're spending more time with that Kisarazu than me. Do you like him more than me? Is he the one you want to go be with, Yuuta?" Mizuki, even though he truely loved Yuuta, also saw the boy as a way to get back at Fuji Syuusuke. And at the moment, revenge was more impotant than love. Yuuta's cup shattered on the floor as Mizuki grabbed his hand.
"Ow. Mizuki, what's wrong with you? I'm just friends with Atsushi-senpai." Inside, he knew that he did have a faint crush on the older boy, but it wasn't something that could happen.
"I don't want you spending so much time with him. He might get the wrong ideas. Do you understand, Yuuta-kun? I don't want your tennis to suffer, nor his. His already is bad enough, even if I have given him the guidance to improve." Yuuta's face showed his face as Mizuki's grip on his wrist tightened.
"Ow, I won't stop hanging out with friends." Mizuki raised an eyebrow.
"Then maybe I should shatter the one thing you're good at, hm? You'll never beat your brother. You never have a chance. That's always why you're chasing after him. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have come so far. So all I ask for, and you deny. You're so ungrateful." Mizuki couldn't stand that his perfect plan for revenge was coming undone. There was a sudden snap, Yuuta's voice escalating to a scream in pain. He almost colapsed into the pain, but it fueled a hatred in him which caused him to slug Mizuki, causing the shocked boy to release him.
"We're through, Mizuki-san!" Yuuta made a mad dash out of the room and disappeared from Mizuki's sights. The third year started banging on the doors to St Rudolph regulars, creating a search party, minus Yanagizawa who was at home.
"Yuuta is missing, we have to find him."
Where did Yuuta go? And can Mizuki be so cruel? Find out the next turn of events next time. Stay tuned.