::I DO NOT OWN THE PRINCE OF TENNIS, IT'S CHARACTERS OR STORY::
Ryoga flipped his mobile shut, before looking back at his brother who was clinging to him. "The police are on their way, it won't be long til' this guy," he cast his eyes downward at the figure underneath him, "Will be arrested."
Ryoma remained silent, nodding his head slightly. He gasped suddenly as the criminal shifted from underneath his and Ryoga's bodies.
"Get off me, you bastards." The man ordered, making Ryoga grin.
"Mada mada daze, asshole." Ryoga retorted.
The man attempted to get up, but failed as Ryoga relaxed all of his weight onto the criminal's back.
Ryoma took this time to question his brother, "Ryoga?" His voice was small and frail. "How did you get here?"
Ryoga turned his gaze away from his brother. "To be honest, I don't know." He began to chuckle huskily, "It sounds stupid, but when you left, a feeling of dread came over me. It made me follow you. I don't know, maybe it's a paternal trait I got from dad."
"From dad?" Ryoma asked, staring intently at his brother.
Ryoga looked back over to Ryoma. "Uhuh."
"Where the hell did you take me?" The man's raspy voice frightened Ryoma.
Ryoga held fast to his brother, trying to calm him. "I just dragged you out of the toilets so the police can find us, and arrest you."
The man wiggled. "You've got moxie, but don't think for one second that that makes you any less of a pain in the ass."
Ryoga grinned, setting more weight upon the man.
"Ah!" The man yelled in agony.
"Woops, that was my fault." Ryoga admitted earnestly, still holding a smile on his face.
The sound of the police sirens made the criminal squirm even more.
"It's over, and you're going to pay for what you did!" Ryoga frowned at him.
The policeman got out of his car and ran up to where Ryoga and Ryoma were sitting on the criminal. "Oi oi! What's going on?"
Ryoga smiled, closing his eyes briefly. "Taking out the trash."
The policeman took one look at the situation and gasped in confusion. "What happened?"
Ryoma tensed.
Ryoga, sensing his brother's discomfort answered for him. "This guy here, tried to rape my ototo."
The policeman signaled to his partner to come over. "We'll have to take your ototo to the hospital to be examined."
Ryoga nodded, laying his free hand softly on top of his brother's head.
"Were there any witnesses?" The policewoman asked as she arrived.
"Get off me!" The forgotten man shouted angrily.
"Alright, okay." The policeman helped Ryoga and Ryoma up and quickly cuffed the man. "Jill, I'll take this guy to the car and call for someone to take you guys to the hospital."
The policewoman named Jill nodded, and watched as her partner drove off with the man. "Okay, what are your names?"
Ryoma stayed quiet, still holding onto his brother tightly.
Ryoga glanced at Ryoma, and then turned his attention to Jill. "My ototo is called Echizen Ryoma and my name is Echizen Ryoga."
The woman wrote their names on her pad she had pulled out from her pocket, along with her pen. "Okay, Ryoma? Were there any witnesses?"
Ryoma looked at Jill, in Ryoga's opinion, Ryoma looked quite angelic and innocent. "Um…" Ryoma started quietly, "Ryoga helped me. Apart from that, I don't think anyone saw him grab me."
"Okay." Jill continued writing evidence on her notepad, after; she quickly put her utensils back into her pocket. "Alright, backup should be here soon to drive us to the Tokyo Hospital. If there's anyone you need to contact, you can do that now."
Ryoga nodded, accepting the offer. He took out his mobile, "Ryoma, I'm going to call mum and dad."
Ryoma inclined his head, determined to hide his face under his hat again.
Ryoga typed in the home phone number and held the mobile up to his ear.
"Hello, Nanjiroh speaking."
Ryoga exhaled in relief, "Dad, I need you to meet me at the Tokyo Hospital in about fifteen to twenty minutes, if you can't find me, call me." Ryoga explained quickly before hanging up. "Okay Ryoma, dad will meet us there later."
Ryoma nodded.
"Boys, the car's here." Jill informed them as she begun walking.
Ryoga followed, Ryoma still clutching onto him.
"You smell of oranges…" Ryoma said as he and Ryoga walked into the entrance of the hospital.
Ryoga smiled at the comment, now aware of the fact that while his brother had been holding onto him, Ryoma had also been inhaling his scent.
"Hello, Ryoma is it?" A nurse rushed up to the two boys.
"Yes." Ryoma answered bluntly.
The nurse smiled kindly. "Don't worry; you're in good hands now. First we have to do a pelvic examination, is that okay?"
Ryoma frowned, slightly agitated. "He didn't get far though."
The nurse looked at the boy solemnly, "I'm sorry Ryoma-san, but its protocol. You see, some victims lie because the criminal has threatened them to some extent, or other victims lie to hide the 'shame'. But there's no shame in it at all."
"Ototo, please do it." Ryoga asked, a glint of worry in his eyes as he looked deep within his brother's golden ones.
"You can take someone in with you. Maybe your father? Mother?" The nurse reasoned.
Ryoma clung tighter onto Ryoga, shaking his head at the options. He then looked up at his brother, "Aniki?"
The nurse was slightly amazed, "O-of course, as long as you're comfortable. I'll just prepare the room and we'll begin."
Ryoma watched the woman leave.
Ryoga turned his attention back onto Ryoma. "Ototo, why did you want me?"
Ryoma pulled on the fabric of Ryoga's shirt harder. "Because I feel safe…"
Ryoga blinked a few times out of shock, and then smiled warmly at his brother.
Chapter Four's done!
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