Hey guys Im really happy ya'll like my story! I got a couple of comments on how people were confused on how Ryoma became a neko I will explain it eventually! R&R Please! Holy crap! BTW! I'm so sorry for the wait i meant to update...I totally thought I posted this already...I'm sooooo very sorry for the wait!
Ryoma was walking down the hall stopping at every door. And saying who went in what room. Once he was sure everyone was in their room getting settled he ran up the stairs at the end of the hall like a child on Christmas.
He pulled a chain from under his shirt with a skeleton key at the end. He put the key in the lock and unlocked the castle-like door. With one last look behind to make sure no one was there he dashed inside and closed the door.
Once safely inside, Ryoma went to a desk splattered in paint. He sat down and opened several drawers pulling a couple contents from each. Soon the desk was cluttered in paint brushes, oil paints, oil pastels, canvases, and cupsof clean water. The prince of tennis set up an easel and put a canvas on top. Without making a single pencil mark he began to paint. A memory was all he could think of. And the next thing he knew his memory was covering the once blank canvas.
He starred at the painting for several minutes allowing a single tear to fall. He then began to clean up soon the room was back into ship shape...Even though he knew the painting was wet still he carefully grabbed it and walked down the stairs not bothering to lock the room again...He poked his head out of the door frame to make sure no one was there before walking back to his room. Of course with his luck at that exact moment Claudius called for dinner...and all 8 regulars came out of their room just as Ryoma reached to open his door.
"Saa Ryo-chan What's that?" Fuji asked
"N-nothing, just a-a- uhm a picture"
"Wait! It's one of your paintings!?" Momo more stated then questioned.
Ryoma dashed into his room and hid himself and his canvas under the bed.
The regulars came in only seconds later.
"Oi Ochibi! We wanna see your drawing!"
Just then momo reached under the bed and grabbed Ryoma's tail. He pulled, hard.
There was a scream/hiss from the freshman.
"MOMO!" most of the regulars yelled.
There was a soft sob from under the bed.
Every regular turned to burn holes through momo's head with their eyes. But, froze when they herd a soft wisper.
"Karupin"