VERY delayed again O.o; sorry! But I suddenly got the urge to write again (after several weeks of illness and writer-block XD) :3
Disclaimer: I do not own PoT or these guys, BUT! Any OC's in this story are mine, so far only Morgan, Naoya and Thomas 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:
Thomas Jacobs: Also called Tom, a cold person with a tendency to either rape and/or sexual harass people in his power. He usually does it out of spite towards other people, but when it comes to Ryoma, he does it because he finds the boy charming and the sounds he makes delicious. Tom has Brown eyes not as tall as Morgan (190cm.) Fit but not as muscular, it's therefore evident that he use brains (and a gun) instead of bodily power (unless it's sexual, great way to break men down) He's a tat deranged and likes to torment people.
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!
Naoya: Ryoma's other bodyguard. Naoya is 23 but looks like a high school freshman no matter how you put it. His hair is deep blue and slightly messy his eyes have the same deep blue. He'd also be a very good Okama. He's a happy go lucky kind of guy but manages to be outmost gentle as well. How he graduated from the bodyguard school, no one knows.
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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Chapter 12: Normality reached?
Tezuka's residence
"Mmmh, please, stop teasing me.."
His sweet little words made him fluster as he played around with the aroused, hard, pink nipple. The dark-haired little prodgedy turned and squirmed from the teasing and reached up to remove his glasses. Tezuka smiled as his sight kept being surprisingly clear. The boy below him had a beautifully pale, peachy skin and sensually curved pink lips. His cheeks were flustered up and he panted from the exercise and heat.
"say it.."
Tezuka stated before lowering his head to play with the little pink nipple again, swirling his tongue around it.
"Ku-kuni-kunimitsu.."
Ryoma moaned and succeeded in stuttering his name. Tezuka smiled happily as he pressed his member against…
A loud wailing sound brought Tezuka out of his daze. He flailed his arm around to find the pesky alarm clock, but for some reason it moved after he touched it and kept wailing. He frowned and swore before opening his eyes and looking around, seeing a cloudy silhouette of a person right beside him. He blinked as the person chuckled.
"That must've been a very hot and wet dream…"
Tezuka blushed as Fuji Syuusuke stopped the alarm clock. He took his glasses on and shot Fuji a glare.
"What're you doing here..?"
He asked, not really trying to sound the least polite. He was embarrassed, he didn't like to be embarrassed.
"Saa.. Not very friendly in the morning, are we? And I came by to pick you up for school; we have to meet earlier today cause of the trip with the tennis-club..."
Tezuka sat up.
"I know that, there's still 2 hours till we meet… What are you really doing here..?"
Fuji sighed and dropped his easy go lucky mood and succumbed to his regularly kind and cheerful mood.
"I actually wanted to talk with you; we're still friends though we both want the same, right?"
Tezuka nodded, still embarrassed as he refrained from leaving his bed. His morning-wood was proudly perking up in the air and he just held it down for now, happy about his thick duvet.
"So… guessing you had a hot dream about Ryo-kun..?"
Tezuka flinched; Fuji now knew he was right
"Good to know I ain't the only one with that sort of dreams…"
Fuji continued, now muttering. Tezuka lightened up a little.
"I guess it's a male thing... Not one boy or man can say he never had that sort of dreams."
"I suppose…"
Tezuka sat still, Fuji started to wonder…
"You have a stiffy, don't you..?"
Tezuka flinched, then exploded out of embarrassment, Fuji started laughing and dodged a flying pillow, it was fun, he never got this sort of response before, but he guessed right, Tezuka's mask would crumble when confronted with something REALLY embarrassing.
Souyan Highschool
Everyone chatted and got ready to leave the school for their trip. They were going to see a professional trainer on the countryside and have a weekend with him or her. Ryoma had forgotten about gender and name, he didn't really care either. He was back to his regular self, without an aching leg it was easier to live normally. He even played tennis again and was looking forward to be playing with the others, though the one person he really missed to play with where far gone, somewhere in a hospital bed with an empty sleeping face. Ryoma liked to think of him as dead, not that he wanted him dead, but it was easier on his mental state. If he never woke up and died in his comatose, he wouldn't be surprised; if he woke up he'd be happily surprised. Either way, he weren't there now. Giving him false hope of Nanjirou ever waking up would just make the final parting way too painful. He apologized in his thoughts. He knew it weren't nice killing his dad off like that, but how could he be positive like this..? He just couldn't…
"Echizen-sama..?"
Ryoma looked at Naoya
"How old are you again..?"
Ryoma cut in, looking at the guy, whose name he'd forgotten once more.
"…23.."
Naoya blinked, he just forgot what he initially wanted to say. Morgan smirked lightly, he where almost also back to his regular self and treated Ryoma like he did before.
"How can you be 23 and look 15?"
Naoya trailed off again, looking confuzzled (Confused and puzzled, took it from Mary and Max, a nice lil movie)
"Well, how can you look like a girl and still be a boy?"
He retorted, Ryoma huffed and shot a poisonous glare at Naoya who grinned at Ryoma. The others snickered, save Sanada and Tezuka, though they inwardly did it too.
"I do NOT look like a girl! I, I, i… "
He flailed his arms, trying to find a male thing about himself.
"Delicate like a precious rose"
Fuji mused, earning him a glare from Ryoma who tried to retort in some way, though failing miserably.
"So says the most feminine guy from the Old Seigaku team.."
Atobe muttered, earning him a bright, though scary smile from Fuji. He blinked and tried to keep calm.
"I never said I where very manly, though I have a feeling Yukimura Seiichi wins the title of being feminine here.."
Ryoma blinked, happy the conversation had found another to focus on. Yukimura just shrugged.
"I don't mind… Brings me closer to Ryo-chan.. Doesn't it?"
He embraced Ryoma, as said person had tried to slither off into the bus. He froze, and blushed deeply.
"OI! No Chan! If you HAVE to give me embarrassing pet names, at least keep it with –kun!"
Yukimura let go and laughed heartily.
"Gomen, gomen.. Couldn't help it.."
Ryoma sneered and threw a 'che!' after him, before getting in the bus and taking a seat. Naoya and Morgan followed, though they both seemed evenly amused by the last bit of the conversation, though Morgan was better at composing himself, where as Naoya didn't even try the least. Morgan took the seat beside him, Naoya on the other side of the little alley between the seats. Much to the others displeasure was the seats in front of him taken by Atobe and Oshtari.
Oshtari shot a foxy smile at Ryoma, who just lifted his brow at the guy and sighed to look out the window as Atobe elbowed him.
"It's quite a ride, what about we play some cards?"
Kikumaru beamed and took out a deck of cards, shuffling them. (no pun intended)
"Poker then!"
Saeki said. Others then joined around the 4 seats, Ryoma ended up on Morgan's lap as Yukimura squirmed in. He weren't happy about being seated like this, but on the other hand, he liked playing poker.
"It better be Texas hold 'em.. It's the only one I have a chance at, Omaha is just too confusing, I never know what I got then.."
Ryoma muttered, Kikumaru chuckled
"hai, hai! Texas Hold'em then!"
"saa, Omaha would've been way more entertaining"
Fuji shot in
"But I'll join.. Come on Tezuka-san! You join too"
He smiled at Tezuka who just nodded.
"I never back down from poker.."
As they, 5 hours bus ride later, finally ended up at their destination they had somehow managed to play poker with 8 people around the little table and 4 seats. Though Fuji and Tezuka kept winning, Ryoma had fun and had forgotten where he sat. The others not participating, on the other hand, watched and gradually switched out now and then. It took Ryoma 2 hours of playing cards, then half an hour to fall asleep where he sat. Morgan didn't mind, he just took over for Ryoma and played poker with the others, including Naoya who joined in with him.
"Echizen-sama, we're here.."
Ryoma mumbled and tried to bat whatever dared to wake him up.
"Ryo-kun~ We're heeereeee"
Ryoma moved around a little, ultimately curling even further up with a little groan of displeasure as Morgan kept shaking him gently.
"What about this.."
Naoya muttered, finding a whistle.. Before anyone could stop him, he blew it right beside Ryoma's ear, making him shriek and cling to the luggage-compartment above the seats.
"What you do that for?"
Morgan rubbed his ear and shot Naoya a glare as Ryoma did the same while getting down and out without a word to Naoya.
"I have a feeling he's mad at me.."
He muttered, putting the whistle back into his pocket.
"Oh you think..?"
Atobe asked, rhetorically of course, as he left with the others.
Outside they were greeted, by what seemed to be their trainer for the weekend, who happily exclaimed that they were going back to the basics as a start to see where they stood. Ryoma sighed, he didn't mind the basics, he just had them hammered into his head so he didn't see why they should start with swings.
"So people! I want you to go see what room you're in! You'll be in rooms with either two or three persons, so go get settled!"
Ryoma automatically went for the posters to see where he was. It was a little floor plan over the rooms, Naoya and Morgan where in the room right across from his own, who he shared with Tezuka and Atobe. He kept scanning the plan as Kikumaru nearly toppled him to jump around Oishi.
"waaai waaai! We're in the same room!"
Ryoma sighed and adjusted his cap before having a look at the floor plan again. Yukimura and Fuji had the room beside his. He looked around and headed for the door, he was going to get a bed and have a look around the place. Somehow Morgan and Naoya seemed more at ease, and it made Ryoma relax a little better.
He looked around the room and saw the three beds, all made and inviting. He smiled as he chose the one under the window.
"Ne, Echizen-kun, seems we're going to be roommates this weekend"
Atobe smirked at Ryoma and where about to take the bed beside Ryoma's, but Tezuka where already sitting there, as if checking the mattress.
"Yeah.."
"Hey, where are you going, Echizen?"
Atobe blinked as he watched Ryoma leave the room.
"Training's gonna start soon"
They all assembled outside after getting their stuff into their rooms and where then sent to change. Ryoma went and started changing, though he suddenly stopped as a low gasp made him look back. He'd just taken his shirt over his head, but the others stared at his back. He swallowed, he completely forgot. These guys didn't know exactly what happened while Thomas had him. He lowered his gaze and blushed, whishing they'd just go back to changing. But the utter silence lingered but got broken by Atobe.
"He did that.. Didn't he..?"
He reached out, but stopped himself from touching the fresh scars. Some of the really rough places still had a thin line of dried blood.
"Sou.."
Ryoma looked away and swiftly changed into his red and white training t-shirt and left the room behind to join the few that had changed faster than him.
"Wonder what kind of data I'll get out of you today.."
Ryoma pouted at Inui and pursed his lower lip a little while narrowing his eyes slightly as he gazed at his former senpai.
"Hmm, You'll see Inui-senpai… -san.."
He grumbled, ignoring Inui's smug smile as he noted something down.
"So! Have everyone finished changing? Great! What I want you to do is run.. Simple as that!"
Their stand-in trainer smiled smugly.
"Those who cannot finish the route in an hour will have special training when they get back.. Boring stamina training all day. Now team up. 2 per team, each team get a map of the route and get ready to start."
Before Ryoma could blink he was taken away by a determined Fuji who happily smiled and lead him to the table with the maps.
"You don't mind, do you?"
He smiled at Ryoma and flashed his cerulean eyes. Ryoma blinked once, then again. Somehow he felt the heat rise in his cheeks. He didn't know why, but he really liked blue. He liked that color very much. He'd long realized that his first obsession with a pair of gentle blue eyes had faded a little, but instead of vanishing, some other faces had made their way in. He weren't sure why or how. But he really cared for these people. Fuji where one of them.
"Ile betsuni.."
He lowered the rim of his cap to hide the pinkish tint in his peachy pale cheeks. Fuji smiled in triumph as he send a smug smile towards the others.
"Okay then, get ready, set…. GO!"
They started on the trail marked on the map. It was a pretty hard trail at that, since it featured both road, mountain, forest and beach. The uneven ground made it twice as hard. At first he'd thought it simple since he only saw it on the map, but being out here where quite the reality check.
"At first I though he were joking, I mean, 10 miles in an hour is easy! But I should've known he had a good reason for making it an hour.."
Ryoma sulked, running beside Fuji on the road stretch. He saw the sand banks of the beach ahead.
"Saa… I kinda had the notion it was something like this, but never that it would be this hard. It's even harder than when we went to the training camp before facing Rikkaidai"
He smiled genuinely at Ryoma who was compelled to smile back. They hit the sandy beach and started the uphill climb towards the rocky forest ahead.
Ryoma sighed as they reached the forest and was halfway through the course. It was something new that Morgan and Naoya didn't follow him, but this place was completely secured. This was probably also the reason to why he where even allowed here. Unless they came by air, there were only one way in, and that where the way they had taken with the bus. The area where privately owned by the trainer and he had a lot of security around.
"I really like forests.."
He muttered, breathing the fresh forest air with a little smile as they jogged on. Fuji smiled and looked away from the deep hillside they ran along and looked at Ryoma instead.
"I didn't know you where the nature kind of guy.."
Ryoma shrugged, his breathing affected by the long run, so where Fuji's
"I just appreciate nature and the beautiful sights there are.."
"Saa, still, it surprise me.. You don't really talk about yourself that much."
Ryoma just shrugged and kept going.
"How come you don't..?"
Fuji looked ahead again to give Ryoma some privacy.
"It's not that interesting really."
Fuji smiled.
"To me it is, I wonder what kind of thoughts is running through your head."
"You really wanna know?"
Ryoma looked up at Fuji, who smiled encouragingly back.
"Right now, while looking at you.."
Fuji opened his eyes, something deep was about to come out. Ryoma seemed so serious.
"… I'm still trying to find a way.."
Fuji stopped when Ryoma stopped. It seemed difficult for Ryoma to say this.
"… Find a way to beat you.. There I said it! I can't find a way to beat all your triple encounters!"
Fuji could've smacked his head into a tree right there…
"And I hate that! I mean! I've seen them over and over! And now even your Higuma otoshi has gotten better, so hitting the net won't work. But at least I like the challenge! The contemplating on new strategies"
Fuji twitched slightly, he'd hoped for something else.
*Yep.. That's Ryoma. Only Tennis in his head… One day I should really get the tennis ball out of his ear..*
"Well, it's never easy admitting you have a hard time. But when it's you, I'm sure you can find a way"
They both looked up as someone shouted at them.
"Hooooi! Ochibi, Fuji~"
Ryoma blinked as Kikumaru and Oishi passed them by.
"Saa~ they've gotten faster, we can't have them…"
Fuji was interrupted and looked slightly surprised, but smiled shortly after.
"Come on Fuji-senpai! I don't want to win this!"
Fuji chuckled as his former Kohai waved at him to make him speed up.
"hurry up senpai!"