Ahhh! Im so sorry, don't kill me! even I know this chapter is painfully short. It's because its coming to a wonderful confrontation. XD... I'm so excited.
Chapter 7
We sat on the courts with the small portable tv and watched as the match began. I was quickly entranced by the lithe figure running to and fro on the courts. We sat huddled around the t.v. in utter fascination, the picture and sound were both amazing. We could actually hear them breathing. It was surprising to see all my teamates so enthralled in a game. As well as my self, I haven't felt this way in years. The score was 4-2 Echizen lead when the man across from our ochibi(not so chibi anymore) spoke.
"Hows Fuji"? I wached as Echizens face looked up in confusion. Clearly none were expecting that question, even Ryo on the court.
'What did I just think, I think I said Ryo'. I stared at the screen and the young man inside it. His hair is concealed beneath a white fila cap.
'He's so much taller', I could not help but think those words. How did I know he was shorter before?
I sighed, 'maybe i'm just over analyzing because I want him to mean something to me. Maybe Oishi was right...it is ridiculous.'
"What?"
"You know Fuji, your sempai, the one that got hit by that car last year". We all watched as horror flitted across the young mans face. The ball he was about to serve fell back to the ground as he faulted.
'Or maybe what Eiji said was not so ridiculous. What he said was enough to stun the young man. I mean, if what Tezuka said was true wouldn't the young man not care about his former-sempais.'
"What dont tell me you didn't know". The man said bitingly sarcastic and I hated him.
We could all hear Ochibis breathing accelerating, and he seemed on the verge of crying. It was painful to hear. My heart ached for him and yearned to alleviate his pain.
"Wow you really are an Ice Prince, you didn't even know a fellow teamate of yours was run down by a car. After all, what kind of terrible person woulden't have known about it?"
"I didnt' know, he-hes is he-he" he breathed in deeply trying to settle himself.
The man positively smirking in triumph said."From what I gather, he was hit in the head. He's fine". The young man let out a sigh of relief.
However I could tell from the mans face he was no where near done torturing him.
"He remembers everything and everyone ...except for you". His grin became feral.
Ryoma gasped, his face seemed incredulous, and then his face morphed and he seemed completly apathetic. He lifted his arm, and it was resting beside him the next second, with the tennis ball on the other side of the court.