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Chapter 14- Ze Match to Decide
HUGE TIMESKIP! ~Final Match agaisnt Hyotei!~
It was the day. The day against Hyotei Gakuen. I will have to play with my injuries. I unconsciously gripped my hand holding my racket. I will have to play against Atobe for the final match. (A/N It's not Ryoma, okay!) I MUST win! But damn it! My freaking ankle is hurting like shit when a monkey goes bananas and tries to kill you with them! I glared at Atobe when he was smirking at me as if I was going to lose to him!
"Be awed by Ore-sama's presence, Kami-chan!" Atobe said while flicking his hair dramatically.
A couple of tick marks appeared, and I think even my eye was twitching in an unhealthy matter. "Tch, the only thing awed by YOUR presence must be a bunch of apes, Monkey King." I got to thank Ryoma for coming up with that nickname.
*Glares* "Ore-sama is-"
I tuned out with his monologue. Then I started getting weird simulations stuck in my mind for going back to America. Ooh~ That's a pretty bird! And that squirrel is...squirrelly. "EHEM!"
I looked at Atobe coughing to get my attention and holding up his racket. He smirks AGAIN! Hmph! I want to slap his smirk off his face!...Maybe I shoud?~...But that means we might get disqualified! T^T Why me... "Since Kami-chan is day-dreaming about Ore-sama. ^WAS NOT!^ Ore-sama chooses 'smooth' and Ore-sama will wi- No. Hyotei will win!" How many 'Ore-samas' did he say?!
The racket kept spinning and landed on...nnfdsnfovmd smooth! How much I hate fate! Atobe wants to serve first, dammit, it might decrease my chance of winning if it's going to be a stamina match!
The referee blew his whistle catching everyone's attention. "Hyotei's Atobe Keigo vs. Seigaku's Hikaru Kami! Atobe's Service! Begin!"
Atobe threw the ball in the air and served the ball towards my direction. But that wasn't why I was surprised! The ball didn't bounce at all! It seems familiar? From Germany I think? OH! It's the Tannhauser Serve! It has a lot of side-spin and it's an offensive serve! I can't believe my luck. He want's to finish only his service games, but Atobe wants me to lose stamina. That bastard.
Timeskip~
So far,the score is 2-1, leading is Atobe sadly with his stupid serve. I can't return it YET! :D But it's a break so I sat down on the bench. Drank some water, wiped off the small amount of sweat, and took off my weights to dump on the poor floor. Why I said that is because there is now a medium sized hole with four weights stacked together. Mostly everyone's jaws dropped down to the floor too! It was a freaking hilarious sight as well!
I got ready to serve. To make things more interesting now untill my ankle starts hurting! The ball was in the air...starts dropping to my reach...I didn't move at all...the ball...disappeared...and was behind Atobe. *Smirks* "The match has only started to get serious, Atobe."
Atobe only stared in disbelief at the tennis ball behind him. The referee was gaping and looking back and forth. He stuttered, "1-1-15-Lo-Love!"
Atobe glared at me in shock and anger. Tee hee~ His face looked like a constipated monkey! "Ore-sama demands you to tell him what you did!" He also pointed an accusing finger at me.
"Like I said, Atobe. The match has only started to get more serious~ and fun too!" I smiled like a maniac.
The audience flinched. I ignored them and got ready for another serve. "It's called the SILENT SERVE for a reason too~ But it's not part of my Heaven's Arena. It's actually another style of mine and a reckless one too. Hehehe."
~Timeskip!~ Not a big one!~
Tch! I can't believe that the score is 2-all and Atobe already has the lead with 30-Love! That Tannhauser Serve pisses me off! At least he can't beat my Silent Serve. I dived after the ball once again to accidentally slam my ankle to the ground. I bit my lip from screaming in ultimate pain. It was turning VERY purple and that ain't a good sign!
"40-Love! Match Point!"
I can't lose this! THINK KAMI THINK! . ...WAIT! It causes a lot of pain to the shoulder and arm! So the serve will weaken and he used it almost every time. I got this! Now DIVE LIKE A PRO KAMI! The ball connected against my racket, YES! I returned it at last as a lob, but Atobe isn't going to back down now.
He returned it with his Super Rising, the opponent aka me will have less time to react but that won't work! Activate! Hell's Domain!(A/N Ain't much original! But it was cool to think of~) RAAAWWWWR! I smashed the ball between Atobe's leg and it curved around to hit his elbow.
Atobe grabbed his elbow in pain. Wincing from the contact, he looked at me and growled, "What was that! You returned my Tannhauser Serve and Super Rising!"
I cackled like a monster, "Because I ain't ordinary! I will show you the power of my Hell's Domain! It's also worse than Heaven's Arena~ more painful and a lot more dangers in using too. Let the games begin!"
"I'll show you!" I gripped the tennis ball in my hand. "I'll show stupid Kai, and everyone else that doubts my power!"
I used the Silent Serve but it was weaker so I intended Atobe to rally with me. Before the ball was going to pass Atobe, he jumped back to return it. Just as I predicted. The return was weak with his slow response. No matter what he does I must get him to keep running everywhere. I closed my eyes from then on with an almost all out rally.
I can sense his frustration and confusion. One from the rally, and two from why I closed my eyes. We'll just see what happe- FUCKITY SHIT! THIS FREAKING CRAZY MONKEY'S UNCLE DAMN ANKLE IS KILLING ME NOW! Atobe seemed to notice my sudden hesitation to use his famous Rondo Towards Destruction! It was about to hit my wrist, but I switched to left hand.
I couldn't help but smirk at his expression when I sliced the ball to kick it up with force. The ball went flying up in the air like a lob and slammed into his face as if I smashed it instead. "MWHAHAHAHA! I can't BELIEVE you fell for THAT! You really think I would stop in the middle of a match?!~" Actually, I did but this is apart of the mental minded games in tennis~ Also that my ankle is starting to burn and hurt like it's eating me alive. Better hurry this match.
Atobe rubbed his dubbed 'beautiful face' (A/N I think he's cool but has a big ego, that's all~) and yelled at me, "How DARE you hit Ore-sama's precious face! You will be punished by Ore-sama himself!"
Oh dear god...Hehe, I said 'God'. Hm, anyways, I waved the threat off with a sinister chuckle to resume the match.
~ANOTHER Small Timeskip due to Laziness~
It's almost over. The score now is 3-5 with me leading. It should be working now! My eyes are still closed and I can see it! His weakness. Using Devil's Insight takes a toll on me too. Weakening my response time and everything, but destroys the players movement. Shit, I should stop though. The light flashed into my eyes when Atobe served. I nearly missed but returned it with a lob. I tripped when my ankle SUDDENLY decides to break down. Atobe was using his Insight, activating his World of Ice. It has the same effects like my Devil's Insight, but doesn't hurt the user as well.
"Ore-sama must win! Just let me win, Kami-chan. Than you can choose to regain your pride and dignity by transferring to Hyotei."
In the audience, there was a bunch of screaming like "SHE WON'T LOSE TO YOU! BASTARD!" "KAMI-CHAN! DON'T GIVE UP!" or "YOU BETTER WIN!" I think there was a hiss, some hn's, and a couple of glares.
With my injury so far, it was 6-all, and STILL Atobe's service. This is really bad now. The situation is definitely in favor of Atobe. I might lose! We were rallying since my body couldn't take much more of an unfinished playing style. I shut off Hell's Domain and reverted to Heaven's Arena. It still didn't work.
The score was 30-all. I just used Halo's Return and Atobe's grip weakened a bit. I need ONE more damn point to win! So the mother fucking god up there better let me win! The sad things were just about to come.
I tripped I tell you. TRIPPED OVER MY LEG! I fell flat face on the floor when I was about to use Cupid's Shot. It was Deuce. My fucking god! My legs feel like jelly and are shaking like crazy. But I couldn't give up now. I must win. For me, Momo, Tezuka, Fuji, Taka, Ryoma, Kaidoh, everyone else, and especially for Seigaku!
The last point was an intense ass rally. Both Atobe and I were using every last energy we had to win. The audience from either side was cheering like maniacs to the extreme. The adrenaline inside me was pumping to hurry, win and grow stronger. Atobe's elbow was injured from the beginning, so he lobs the ball into the air giving me an opening.
I couldn't help but smile. I bended my knees ready to jump and smash the winning point! Right there and then. I was having a recall of what happened. Tezuka-buchous punishing laps. Fuji's creepy smile and blackmailing. Inui's Inui Juice and training menus. Taka's sushi and power. Momo's strength and optimism. Kaidoh's hissing and stamina. Oishi's motherly care. Eiji's cat-like reflexes and hyperness. Also Ryoma's arrogance but worthy tennis skills. I can't help it that it was fun! I want to go to the Nationals with them! SO I DEFINITELY CAN'T LOSE HERE!
~TO BE CONTINUED!~
Kuro: ...The suspense :D
Kami: DID I WIN AND BEAT THE MONKEY KING!?
Ryoma: Hn. Tell us.
Kuro: . It's gonna be in the next chapter though.
Atobe: Ore-sama demands you to stop calling Ore-sama Monkey King!
Both: No way Monkey King.
AznLove: *Sighs* Why I hang out with a bunch of kids.
Everyone: But you're a kid too.
AznLove: So what? You got a problem with that!
Kuro: -.- Calm down AznLove! DEAR READERS! Read and Review please. Next chapter...might be the final or the next next one. We don't know yet but wait and see.