YAY Home and sick and tired and trying her best to focus to make a chapter.
Fuji: *pet's the author* there there you're a good girl ^^ yes you are!
Oh shut up Syuu…. =_=
Others:*giggle*

Disclaimer: I do not own PoT or these guys, BUT! Any OC's in this story are mine, so far only Morgan has stood out.

As a request from a reader I'm making an OC's description at the start of the chapters from now on, so that you know how they look, not that long yet, but, maybe there'll be more in time.
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OC's:
Morgan: Ryoma's bodyguard. Morgan is 28 years old and pretty handsome; Tall (205cm.) and muscular (not overly pumped as Kabaji, but a little more harmonious and slender build), pitch black long hair gathered in a low ponytail behind him, vibrant green eyes and a harmonious face with manly features.
Morgan likes Ryoma, maybe more than professionally acceptable, but he knows he can't have the 13 year old boy and oath to protect him, not only from bodily harm but emotional too and everyone who wants Ryoma's affection will have to go through him!

Authors scrambled mind and what it means! =D

*Direct Thoughts* (rare for now anyway)

"Talk"

Flashbacks or dreams

Time and /or place

(Translation of the said sentence or Authors thoughts of the written)

Normal action, can contain thoughts or feelings, but that will be apparent to the reader (hopefully)

If you need more translations of my writing, please tell me, I try to keep the Japanese as simple as possible, but if you need translations just tell me and I'll put them up ^^
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School day again, the weekend had disappeared like dew from the sun.
Ryoma had a highly bored look on his face while their teacher tried to gain their attention, though her methods effectiveness could be discussed.
The bell rang and awakened the rest of the class again. Ryoma noticed the bird in the tree outside, but not the teens trying to get his attention. He was like in a daze. The pills that were meant to keep him calm also took the edge of his already lazy attitude. He was more likely to nap all day like Jirou than doing something active. Talking of being active, something made a bell ring in Ryoma's head.
"You think he's okay? I'm getting pretty worried about him."
"Nyaaaah! Ochibi hates us!"
"saa, don't be silly, Eiji"
"There's tennis tryouts after school today, right?"
Silence hit the group when Ryoma had talked. He looked kind of surprised that they were all around him, but somehow he was torn. He liked their friendship, but he didn't want them to get hurt.
"Yes, that's today.."
Tezuka had spoken, this lightened the group up.
"you're gonna try out aren't you?"
The pink haired jumped up and down and popped his bubblegum.
"ofcourse.. Been waiting for this day.."
Ryoma stood up and gathered his things and walked towards the door before Morgan called. Ryoma turned towards him and starred at his tennis bag.
"Oh.."

"Ryoma-kun is forgetting a lot, I don't think he's quite himself anymore.."
Yukimura looked worried at the door Ryoma had left through to get to the courts. He had to make it through the tryouts while the rest of them already made it at the start of the school year. Like seigaku they had matches and tryouts every month, the only new thing because the Tennis club was so huge at this place and they only had limited seats.
The others nodded in agreement; suddenly they've forgotten their dispute about his attention to join in on worrying about his health and wellbeing.
When they came out and walked towards their coach they saw Ryoma standing with the new ones at the tryout area. He was looking bored as always but also a bit annoyed by the other guy's around him who was ruffling his hair. Morgan kept an eye on them all while scanning the area around them for intruders or culprits.

"Kouhai! You think you're joining the Tennis club today?"
A rather arrogant 3rd. year said in slight disgust over Ryoma's attitude. Ryoma just stared at him and then yawned after his 6th match with no losses yet.
"Think again, you'll never make it, we have some pretty great players and you have to beat quite a few today, if you get that far that is."
Ryoma still didn't say anything but went over to his bag and took abottle of water from it. The guy wasn't lying, until now he'd been huffing a lot after each match, but he was certain to make it, they might be good, but they gave up the fight to fast. He was looking forward to a player that didn't give up that easily. And the guy boasting behind him sounded too much like an 'improved' Horio.
"You listening! KUSO!"
Ryoma never noticed that the guy had tried to assault him but heard a weird 'UMPHF' sound, but when he turned around he weren't there, only Morgan who were 30meters away a couple of seconds ago.
Ryoma jumped slightly and the frowned.
"you're WAY to cat like, make some noise when you close up on me!"
Morgan snickered inwardly at this while Ryoma gathered his stuff to go to the next match. The others stared at the guy trying to assault Ryoma, Morgan had been faster than lightning, and he didn't punch but push him over the low wall separating the court and outside.
Ryoma never noticed him as he practically walked by him to the next court where he placed his bag just outside. This was going to take a while since the match still was going on in there, instead he went sightseeing at the courts. They had 10 courts in all, a huge changing room, even a robot the shot ball in a cage at the end of all the courts (forgot what this machine is called )

At the last 5 courts the regulars and members were playing, none of the earlier regulars had to play the new ones today because they had a seat saved. All his friends from his class was playing here, it struck him how good they'd become it was almost itching in him to play against them all again. But alas.. He still had to get in the tennis club. He looked over his shoulder and walked back, though unknowingly, with all the members' eyes on his back, some with curiosity, but the ones that knew him had their eyes at his ass, a caring look in their eyes or a smile on their face.

By the end of the day Ryoma got in the club with flying colors and a lot of cheering on the sideline when he beat the last one and saved himself a seat as a member. The next matches a week later would determine who would become this month's regulars.
"what happened to the annoying guy?"
The others snickered a bit at Ryoma's question, it only emphasized his cute nature of being kind of naïve and a little (much) ignorant or maybe not as observant as others, if he were, he might have noticed all the people falling for him as he went by.
"I think he had something else to do.. I'm not entirely sure though… He was suddenly running for his life…"
Ryoma looked at Morgan who talked with a neutral look on his face, not showing the slight grin he tried to keep back.
"Anyway, Ryoma-kun, are you busy today?"
"nope.."
Ryoma answered before thinking and had second thoughts about it immediately remembering in which manner he had left the other night. Morgan, though, had said that he shouldn't isolate himself but he couldn't help but feeling guilty in endangering them.
"Then, how about coming with us to a karaoke night? There's great event tonight"
He really wanted him for himself, but he was way to kind for his own good, he knew Sanada liked him too so he really couldn't be a selfish pig today, later on maybe, not right now. He had to know more about the boy, he was fascinating and exhilarating at the same time. When Ryoma left the room, it was like Spring left with him. It was a weird feeling, but Yukimura knew he liked it and wanted more of it, and to get more he had to have Ryoma near him.
"Oh…"
Morgan gave him a gentle push and Ryoma looked up at Yukimura who smiled openly at him, awaiting an answer. Ryoma blinked a couple of times and blushed slightly over his loss of words.
"uhm, okay.. ehh.. What time?"
Yukimura smiled wider and nodded while sending an unsaid thanks to Morgan for his gentle nudge in the right direction.
"How about I pick you up at 7?"
Ryoma blinked again, something about this seemed weird, weren't you suppose to say this kind of things to girls, he sure heard his dad ask women about picking them up and usually got a red cheek for it, only one though, from the resonating slap. His dad… Again his thoughts was circling around the lifeless man in a white bed.
"Sure, I'll be ready by then…"
Ryoma gave a slight smile back to Yukimura and looked forward again in time to see the others stare at Yukimura and slightly surprised at Ryoma.
"what?"
"you smiled!"
"So what?"
"Not something you see everyday.."
"I smiled while playing tennis today.."
Ryoma huffed and got a slightly pink tint on his cheeks and ears, which was clearly visible on his light skin.
"Yeah, but that was you usual arrogant I'm-gonna-win smile, that don't count as a real smile."
"che..!"
Fuji stared at Yukimura with eyes that could kill, but his expression vanished when the others looked to him.
"saa, I didn't know you sung karaoke, Ryo-kun..?"
Ryoma whinced at the pet-name and blinked a couple of times, finding it odd that he didn't mind pet names at all, as long as he still knew it was him.
"I haven't tried something like that yet… But I like music."
Yukimura smiled like he knew something no one else did.
"Hmm, thought so, you've been humming from time to time.."
"I have? Didn't notice that at all.."
Ryoma looked puzzled at Yukimura who only giggled and nodded.
"I figured that much out.. Well, I better get going, need a long nice bath before Kareoke…"

Next up! Kareoke! I know it's been a looooong time since I last I updated, but I blame my homework.. ._. Well here it is ^^ Chapter… 6 or 7 I think =O *too lazy to look at the list before submitting*

I'll be starting another story up one of these days, a new crossover ^^ it'll be my first =DD