BP: I felt like changing my username mainly because I realized I love books more than I love ribbons. Just today, I read another three books. Reading is all I usually do when I am online as well. Of course, I write (which I only have an hour) because my friends encourage me to write online instead of just in my notebook. I didn't expect many people to favorite, follow and review my stories or even me. Really, I appreciate all those reviews. Anyway, back to the story! Erm..please note I was trying to watch TV while writing this, so it may be bad.

The sun shone through the windows, to a certain brunette's face. The boy woke up, and used one hand to shield the sun's rays from him. It was then he heard a soft sigh. Tezuka looked down, alarmed, when he saw it was only Ryoma, his team freshman. Teuzka's expression softened. He had fallen for his freshman ever since that match at the Haruno courts. He saw his potential and even asked him to become the pillar for Seigaku. But…the trauma he probably got when Shizuka died is going to affect him. He turned to take the knife on the table. He twirled the knife in his hands. If Ryoma was the one who threw the knife at his bag that day, it meant that he is capable of target throwing, and possibly he is good at wielding weapons which would render him highly versatile in combat. But where does he learn it from? Not from his father surely. According to the news, Nanjiroh Echizen was good at tennis. Nobody said he is good at combat. His mother? Well, it's possible, but they do not know much about her. He brushed the dark green locks from his forehead and tucked it behind his ear. There was another soft sigh, before the person he was contemplating about woke up. Tezuka withdrew his hand hastily.

Ryoma rubbed his eyes cutely, and blinked, as if confused. He looked at Tezuka as a child would look at something new. "I'll get some water." Tezuka mumbled, getting up. Ryoma only nodded once, before Tezuka got up and went downstairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water. "Oh there you are, Kunimitsu." said Ayana. "Would you bring this to your friend? I've already washed and ironed it." Tezuka nodded, and carried the clothing in one hand and the glass of water in the other. When he got back to the room, he found Ryoma sitting in the exact same spot where Tezuka left him. He passed Ryoma the glass of water and the clothing, and he accepted them with a small, "Thanks." He changed back into his clothing before taking a drink from the glass. When he was drinking, Tezuka was staring at him. "What?" he said, lowering the glass. Tezuka wasn't staring at him with his usual expression though. On the contrary, he looked concerned. Tezuka sighed, bfore he spoke up. "Echizen, you have been acting weird lately. I know Shizuka's death have affected you badly, but really, you don't have to take it too hard. I really feel I must ask you, Echizen….is everything alright?"

Somewhere beneath the numbness, Ryoma felt a surge of anger. Take it too hard? How would Tezuka feel if half his family is gone in one day? Of course her death will affect him a lot, because they were always together, being used to each other's company! Of course, many people take it for granted that they have a proper family. He started to hypervenliate. He needed to get out of there! If he stayed, he would lose his consciousness and get into assassin mode, where he will kill everyone in sight, which will expose his ruthlessness and aptitude in killing and will reveal the other side of him — deadly, violent, and bloodthirsty. He mustn't let him know, he can't get him in danger. He got up, and ran out of the room, ignoring Tezuka's calls. Tezuka, upon realizing Ryoma isn't going to respond to him, leapt up and gave chase to him.

He passed the living room where Tezuka Kunikazu, his grandfather, was sitting down, reading a newspaper. "Ah, Kunimistu, morning. Your friend is not staying for breakfast?" said Kunikazu, spotting Ryoma going out of the house, and closing it behind him. "Morning, Oji-san. Nope, he isn't going to, it seems." said Tezuka. Seeing the newspaper in his grandfather's hands, he asked, "Anything interesting in the news today?" Kunikazu flipped to a certain page in the newspaper and said, "As a matter of fact, yes. Read this." He passed the newspaper to Tezuka.

Rubble found in place of mansion

The abandoned mansion located near Tokyo, presumed headquarters of the assassin group, Phoenix Allies, was found in rubble this morning. Two bodies, yet to be identified, were found, blown to pieces. One of them had something that looked like a charred knife still stuck in its body, and the other had an arrow lodged in its neck. Yuki, a member of the Phoenix Allies, is confirmed dead as his body was found with his neck twisted. Also, the wealth and supplies of the assassin group was seemed to be blown up. Police couldn't trace the evidence to who has killed those two corpses, who were presumably members of the Phoenix Allies. It was such a shock because Phoenix Allies were known to be the most lethal group of assassins. Aside from their weapon skills, they are also well-versed in unarmed melee combat. This attack is probably connected to the death of Nobu Niigata's death five weeks ago. The only other evidences found was the remains of the bomb, which is discovered to be filled with many chemicals and gadgets. Th-

Tezuka stopped reading after that part, because he needed to go find Ryoma. "Sorry, Oji-san, I'm going out for a while." Kunikazu nodded. "Be sure to be back by noon." Tezuka nodded, before running out of the house to find Ryoma. He caught a glimpse of dark green hair and pursued the boy. He needed to know what is with his reaction, what is wrong with him. Could it be that Ryoma's relationship with Shizuka was closer than he thought? Or is it something more? That boy…he always caused him to lose his sanity, leaving him vulnerable. And only Ryoma could have this effect on him. It is unnerving to not know what the full story behind his change in attitude is. He will forgive Ryoma for causing him to be like this, because he loves him. He followed Ryoma to a dark alley (although it's afternoon), where he was suddenly dragged in by three burly guys, thinking since there is a stray cutie wandering around, may as well have some fun time with him. Of course, since he possesses extraordinary agility and strength that makes Ryoma a one-man killing machine that was a huge mistake. Tezuka ran forward, about to save Ryoma from those thugs, but before he could reach the alley, there were screams. It wasn't Ryoma's because the voices were much deeper. Just then, Ryoma stepped out, cleaning his bloodied knife with his shirt. He was different. His face was expressionless. He walked a few meters before he jumped to a tree. Tezuka heard a rustle, and another rustle, but softer this time. He realized Ryoma was leaping from tree to tree. He looked at the gruesome corpses of the three thugs. Tezuka thought about the knife and the strength of which the knife was thrown at it, and the newspaper article. Then, he realized who Ryoma is.

He's a professional assassin.

BP: Please note, I only had an hour, I suffered from writers block and I am trying to watch Beelzebub at the same time. Also, I was reading a novel while writing this, so my attention was mostly scattered while writing this. Also, I didn't know what to write for the next chapter, so I closed my eyes, and wrote whatever that came up on my mind. So if you think this chapter is poorly written, lousy, too fast, etc., believe me, I KNOW!