I am no doctor. I think what happened to Hoshi could really happen. I love your comments Different Child! You truley are different than the other people on fanfiction who read this since you actually write stuff for me.
I took in a deep breath. Ok I can do this. Carefully I peeked my head around the corner to see that the cost was clear. I stepped out of the bush I hid in and walked as fast as I could without my arm hurting to the next bush. I spotted the Tennis Courts and the Regulars. I also spotted angry Girl's Tennis Club members. I took in another deep breath. Happy thoughts Hoshi, happy thoughts. I quickly got out of the bush and walked to the Tennis Courts that the Regulars where practicing on. I closed the door and looked for my bag. Ryoma had left the classroom with my bag so I couldn't go home without it plus it had the music sheet that I was suppose to give Sowa. Some of his fan girls had also threatened me.
"Hosh-!" Eiji was shouted only to be muffled out as I quickly covered his mouth with my right hand.
"Shh! They'll hear you!" I scolded quietly as I looked left and right before releasing my hand from the hyperactive tennis player.
"What are you doing here?" Eiji asked.
"Where's Ryoma?" I asked as Fuji came along.
"Saa he's over there." Fuji pointed as I saw Ryoma practicing with Momo. "Why are you looking for Ryoma anyway?"
"He still has my bag." I answered as I walked over to Ryoma.
"Hoshi? What are you doing here?" Momo asked as I walked up to Ryoma.
"Where is my bag?" I asked as Ryoma gave me a confused look.
"Huh?"
"You left the classroom with my bag before I could get it back." I explained as he bounced a tennis ball up and down.
"Why didn't you wait till practice was over to ask for your bag?" he asked as I pouted.
"I need an early start on my homework since it takes longer for me to write and it has the music sheets that I was suppose to give to Sowa." I explained as Ryoma smirked.
"You just admitted that you need help." he said as he served the ball while I placed my hand on my hip.
"No. I admitted that it takes me a long time to write with my right hand." I corrected him as he scored a point on Momo. "Don't forget I need the music sheet."
"So you need help writing in school." Ryoma said as he returned Momo's Dunk Smash.
"Why are you so persistent in trying to help me?" I asked aggravated.
"Because you need it." was his simple reply as he got an ace serve.
"What if it was Tomo who needed help?" I asked.
"I'd leave her alone." he said as I pouted.
"So why would you…"
"Because you I can actually stand. And we're friends remember?" he asked with a smirk tugged on his lips.
"Well…I give up…just tell me where my bag is." I said.
"No." he answered causing me to pout.
"Come on Ryoma, your fan club wants to kill me already. Can't you be nice?" I asked as I pouted.
"No." he said as I huffed and crossed my right arm over my chest which was a bit awkward.
"Fine be that way. I'm gonna go get a drink." I said while I spun on my heel only to bump into Inui. "Eh?"
"Here you go Hoshi. This should satisfy your quench." Inui said as he held a glass with some weird blue liquid in it.
"I like blue drinks." I said as I took the glass from his hand. "Arigato Inui-Senpai." I thanked as I think I heard him say a 'No, thank you'.
I brought the glass towards my mouth and tilted the glass so the contents slid into my mouth, ignoring the loud pleads and shouts of 'NO'. I instantly spit out the drink once it reached my mouth and stuck out my tongue.
"Inui-Senpai what's in this?" I asked as I looked at the liquid in the glass.
"Nothing you need to know." he answered mysteriously as I coughed a bit.
"Inui don't give those drinks to my Imouto-San. It might contain cherries." Aniki said as he noticed my heavy breathing. "There are no cherries in that, right?"
"Only about 1/10 of the mixture was cherries. Why?" Inui asked as my brother sighed and went looking for my inhaler.
I started to cough really bad and loud. My breathing was continuing to get heavy and my chest tightened. Aniki tossed me my inhaler which I clumsily caught. I shook the inhaler and shakily brought the inhaler in front of my mouth and started to spray the continents into my mouth as I took deep breaths and holding my breath for a few seconds as Aniki rubbed my back. Soon I was coughing and my small asthma attack ceased.
"Inui 10 laps." Aniki ordered as I shook my head.
"It's ok Aniki. He didn't know." I stated as I handed him back the spare inhaler. "I'm gonna get a drink of water." I informed him as I walked to the water fountain.
Once I reached the water fountain I took a quick sip of water and sighed in content.
"You ok?" Ryoma asked from behind as I turned to face him.
"Yeah. Don't worry about me. It's been worse." I assured him as he got a drink of water.
"What do you mean?" he asked as he stood up and wiped his mouth.
"I went to the hospital when I was four because of a cherry." I said with a shrug.
"What happened?"
"Aniki gave me a cherry from the backyard when I was little and when I ate it I got an asthma attack. I stopped breathing for five minutes but when I got to the hospital they managed to save me." I shrugged. "Okaa-San told me that the whole time I was in the hospital Aniki would always run and play tennis. He barley ate, drank or slept and he always begged to go to the hospital to see me." I said with a smile. "Aniki really cares about me…and that's why I always try to do things on my own and why I'm so stubborn…I don't want to worry Aniki…and on Wednesday when I came to the end of practice with a broken arm…I could tell Aniki was worried…he had that look in his eyes that if you look really hard you could see his worry…Well I got to go. I still have to help Sowa with his piano. See you after practice Ryoma." I said as I walked towards the entrance of the school.
"Ow!" I shouted as I rubbed the spot on my head where I was attacked by five tennis balls.
I looked up to see five girls with tennis racquets and looks that could kill glaring at me. I swallowed nervously as Ryoma put his arm around my shoulder and walked me to the music room.
"I'm your body guard." was all he said as the girls kept glaring but slowly walked back towards the court.
Tennis isn't my thing.
