OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD! There making a new Prince of Tennis movie! It comes out in Japan on the 3rd of September. I can't wait to watch it. (After someone puts English subtitles of course)
*sigh* don't you just love Prince of Tennis? I certainly do.
Moving on, Thanks to all the people who reviewed, alerted, and favorited. I know you've had to wait a really long time for this chapter and I appreciate your patience.
Disclaimer: Konomi Takeshi is the rightful owner of the masterpiece that is Tenipuri.
Chapter 2: Disappearances
Ryoma made it back to his class in record time. He paused right before entering. He didn't want his classmates to see how shaken up he was. Ryoma slowly walked into the classroom after having taken a deep, calming breath.
"Ara, Echizen, you're early." Horio shouted making the whole class stare at him. Mentally shoving a tennis ball down his throat, Ryoma wished he had his hat so that he could hide his face. Instead he just walked to his desk as if he wasn't having an internal battle on if he should ditch school or suffer through it feeling watched. Eventually the teacher came in and chose for him so he was resigned to his fate of being creeped out by nothing.
'What could they have meant by eliminate? What other letters? Are they talking about the ones the police confiscated? How many did they try to send me? What are they gonna do to my friends? What was with the whole Shiro Tenshi, Kuro Akuma thing? And why me?'
Ryoma had a lot of questions and only guesses to some. The loud ringing of the bell startled him out of his musings and told him that he had missed the first half of the day. Ryoma picked up his lunch and went towards the roof, not noticing the three boys following him.
Horio, Katsuo, and Kachirou were worried. Ryoma had been more out of it than usual during class and they were going to find out why. So they followed him to the roof, seeing Momo-senpai on the way up and making him curious enough to follow them.
'Ah, Echizen. He seems to be more anti-social than usual.' "Oi Echizen, mind if we eat with you?" Momo expected Ryoma to give a grunt and sit, he didn't expect him to jump and yelp and turn around with a strange look in his eyes. It could be likened to that of a cornered rabbit.
"Oh, it's just you. I thought it was…never mind." Ryoma calmed down at the sight of his best friend. He was safe as long as Momo was here. He sat down and the others did too, they then spent the rest of lunch break chatting, teasing, being teased, and bragging about two years of worthless tennis experience.
They hadn't noticed the person around the corner. They were gripping their chopsticks tightly in jealousy and when Ryoma started laughing he lost it.
Snap!
The pieces of wood snapped and fell uselessly to the ground; an evil grin broke out on the person's face.
'How dare they speak to Ryoma like that, as if they're equals? I'll show them what happens when you disrespect my savior, my prince. Don't worry Ryoma; I'll take care of them so they don't dirty your presence.' Slowly rising from the floor, the person slinked to the door and silently slipped out.
-I sense alliteration-
"Ne, Momo-senpai do you want to buy me burgers?" Practice had just finished and Ryoma had completely forgotten about the letter.
"Don't you have your own money?" Momo stopped at the why-do-you-ask expression on the freshman's face. "Fine, fine. I'l-"
"Momoshiro-kun, a sensei just told me they wanted to see you in classroom 666." (I couldn't help it.) Momo looked over and saw the new member, Fudgy or something. (My older sis calls Fuji Fudgy to mess with me.) The new kid looked to the side at the three ichinen. "He wanted to see you three too."
"Ah, Gomen Echizen, we'll go tomorrow." Ryoma pouted but didn't object; instead he went to Eiji and asked him if he wanted to go for ice cream.
"Of course Ochibi, I'd love to go with you!" Eiji glomped his favorite kohai and they left with Eiji hanging off Ryoma's shoulders.
"Dang Echizen, didn't even care if it was me, he just wanted someone to pay for him." Momo turned and the three freshmen, one junior, and one senior left the room.
-I sense Momo lovers hating me-
The five walked into the dark room. Fuji, in the back, locked the door. He then pulled out two daggers. The handles n the daggers were both wings; one white, the other black. Fuji lovingly caressed the white one before sticking it somewhere safe from the blood about to be shed.
After all, he did promise Ryoma that he wouldn't let him get dirty.
"Ara, Fuji-sempai where's the sensei? Is he not here yet?" Fuji smiled crookedly, eyes flashing open, at the younger's innocent inquiry. Acting ignorant wouldn't help you now.
"Saa, let's play a game. Try to guess what I am." And with that he struck the first freshmen on the head with the handle of the dagger. He promptly passed out. Fuji wouldn't kill them yet, though he wanted to. He would wait until he could get home and torture them in his basement. The punishment for disrespect would be severe; by the time he was done with them they would be begging for death.
He struck the other two freshmen quickly and they fell near their companion. Now the only one conscious was Momo.
"What the hell are you doing? Are you insane?" Momo was backing up but knew he was just stalling for time.
"Saa wrong answer. You lose the game." Then he swiftly moved behind him and put him in a choke hold. Right before Momo fainted from lack of air he heard Fuji whisper something in his ear that made his blood freeze. "The correct answer is an Akuma." He lost consciousness. Fuji stood straight and dusted of his hands before slipping the dagger in a holder on his side with the pure white one already in it.
"Well now just to get them home and send a letter to Ryoma." At the thought of the boy a smile broke out on his lips and he slid his eyes closed again.
-Well that was creepy-
"Now in other news, four kids disappeared after school let out today. It's thought that they may have been kidnapped as there are signs of a struggle. The victims' names are Momoshiro Takeshi, Horio Satoshi, Kato Kachirou, and Mizuno Katsuo. If you have seen any of these boys in the past six hours, please call the police and give them a statement." The broadcast ended with pictures of the four boys.
Ryoma stopped breathing. He had just seen them after school let out and he had ice-cream with Kikumaru-sempai. The sound of something hitting his window broke him out of his daze and he looked over to see a letter taped to the branch outside his window. Slowly walking over, he opened his window and reached for the paper. Grabbing it, he quickly pulled his hand in and shut the window. The note demanded to be looked at and Ryoma complied.
Beloved Ryoma,
I have taken care of those pests that dare to dirty you with their presence. You don't have to worry about them ever again my tenshi. I will keep my promise to protect you and dispose of the dirty ones.
Love Kuro Akuma
P.S. I love you, I love you, I love you.
Ryoma stumbled to his bed and fainted.
-Stand up, Vanguard!...wait-
Once again thanks for your patience in waiting for this chapter. Real-life can be a bitch sometimes.
Forgive any spelling or grammar mistakes as I didn't have time to proofread this.
By the way, for those who mentioned how creepy it was. Thank-you! I was going for creepy and it seems I achieved it. Also thanks anonymous reviewer aaa for saying it was so creepy it was cute. This chapter seems even more creepy than last time so I hope I don't lose any readers.
I also hope not to lose any readers or get flames for what I did to Momo. Originally I was going to kill him and the others in the classroom but this way seems a bit better.
Reviewers get a Foxy Fuji Plushy. (Foxy as in the animal not smexy...who am I kidding, he's always smexy.)