BP: Argh! Writer's block and the homework aren't helping. I am just closing my eyes and writing whatever that comes up on my mind, so bear with me ok? I will complete this story, the first story I came up with.

Ryoma's gun hand trembled, deciding whether he should spare the girl. She did give him info on the leader after all, albeit by accident. His first thought was to finish her, but the thought of Tezuka made him knock her out with the handle of the gun instead. He walked back towards Tezuka, feeling utterly miserable. Of all people, it had to be his brother who he has to kill in the end. His task was simple. All he had to do was to kill the leader. Simple right?

So when Alyssa offered Shizuka and Ryoma, their best assassins to kill the leader, they accepted without a moments delay.

They wanted to kill the leader. He wanted to kill the leader.

And he knew just how he was going to do it.

Ryoma walked towards Tezuka, frozen.

His task had been simple. All he had to do was to kill the leader.

But no one had told him that he'd have to kill his brother.

Meanwhile, Tezuka was thinking back when he was sorting out student data files.

He was sorting out student biodata. One stood out. It was blue and it was written on the file, 'Student Biodata'. It was odd. Why did they have only one blue file while the rest were yellow? Tezuka ignored that question and quickly opened the file.

He read the first page. It has a picture of the boy he made a regular that day. He looked down and read the data.

Name: Echizen Ryoma

Age: 12 years old

Date of birth: 24 December

Blood type: Unknown

Place of birth: New York, America

Sibling: Unknown

Height: 151 cm

Weight: 45 kg

Disease: unknown

Date of registered in Seigaku: Not specified.

He froze. What is going on with that boy?

He was snapped out of the undiscovered mysteries of his boyfriend when he heard footsteps. Ryoma was approaching him with a distinct miserable look on his face, his gun held limp on his right hand. "Ryoma, are you alright?" Tezuka asked, concern laced in his voice. Ryoma hesitated, before nodding his head. Tezuka pulled a silent Ryoma into his arms. He could tell by the look on his eyes that he was lying. He comfirmed this fact when the small body in his arms started to shake. The way Ryoma buried his face into Tezuka's shirt clenched Teuzka's heart. His hold around the younger boy tightened instinctively. "I'll have to kill my brother." Ryoma muttered in his shirt.

"Huh?" said Tezuka.

"My brother…he's the leader of our enemies!"

Tezuka froze. No wonder he was shaking. He had to kill his brother if he wanted it all to end. Ryoma remembered Shizuka's habit of fortune telling, a ridiculous prophecy she once made when she was singing. She likes to predict the future through quatrains that she writes down unconsciously while she sings. She stated it's like a song spirit manipulating her arm to automatically write her poems. She once wrote this prediction to Ryoma:

Now you have completed your mission
You will get your sure reward
But be careful for what you want
For you will be faced with a difficult decision one day

Ryoma thought that had meant nothing. But now he thought of it, he did get his reward, who is currently hugging him now. He is now facing a difficult decision. Kill his brother or let him live and he will be forever an assassin, never being able to return to normal life, which was what he wanted. Maybe Shizuka had a gift of telling the future after all. He pried himself away from Tezuka's arms, and smiled, "Don't worry, Kunimitsu. I'm fine. Let's go." They went to his house, and Ryoma deposited his weapons in his room, changed into casual clothes, and together they went to the tennis courts. They thought it was going to be another ordinary date. Oh no. Things are anything but ordinary when….

….you are seen by the other Seigaku regulars.

"Hey, is that Ochibi with buchou?" said Kikumaru, pointing to the two figures carrying the shoulder bag.

"By golly, it is!" said Momoshiro. "Let's follow them and see what they are doing."

"Good idea, Momo. I'll call the others now." They followed the pair, while Kikumaru took out his phone and contacted the rest of the regulars. Pretty soon, they gathered at the court where Tezuka and Ryoma were playing a match. Ryoma was struggling to break the Tezuka Zone. Though he figured out how to, he still lost 6-4. They shook hands at the net. "Good job, Ryoma." said Teuzka.

"Nah, I'm still mada mada dane, Kunimitsu."

"Hoi?" said a voice. The two of them turned to the general direction of the regulars. Ryoma caught the glimpse of the shadow, and aimed a twist serve at the person. He heard a satisfying yelp, but it sounded oddly familiar. He took Tezuka's hand, and led him towards the direction of the mysterious person. It was…

"Momo-senpai?" said Ryoma. He smirked. "Wow, looks like my serve got you hard." He said nodding towards the red weal on his cheek. Momo scowled, and rubbed his cheek. "Yeah, sure did." He muttered, growling.

"I never miss, Momo-senpai." Ryoma chuckled. "So what are you guys doing here?"

"Well, we were just…..er…getting a drink?" stammered Kikumaru.

Ryoma briefly scanned the area, and said, "Don't be stupid. There're no drinking machines nearby. Were you perhaps, spying on us?"

"Saa, Echizen, it wouldn't be nice to keep secrets from us, ne, Tezuka?" Fuji shot him a knowing smile. Tezuka inwardly blushed.

Ryoma smirked. "Since we caught them trying to spy on us, we should give them a good punishment, ne, Kunimitsu?" Teuzka looked at his boyfriend, who has a mischievous glint on his eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "Aa."

1 hour later….

The regulars laid down on the court, panting. The two monsters were still standing, with the racquets on their shoulders. "Mada Mada Dane, senpai-tachi!" Ryoma called out. He high-fived his captain. Ryoma smirked, and took out a can of Ponta, which is fortunately still cooler than the room temperature. He drank the Ponta and while the regulars were not looking, he mouth-fed Tezuka the Ponta. After that, the Ponta mouth-feeding turned into a soft and controlled kiss. They broke off when they heard a groan, and turned to see Momoshiro trying to get up.

Momoshiro panted and opened his eyes. "Echizen….I'll…get..you…someday…" he collapsed back on the court.

BP: This is getting shorter and shorter! Don't worry, I'll make it longer next time.