AN: Hi everyone and thank you for clicking on this story. I hope you enjoy the show as much as I loved writing it~
Recap:
He started walking backwards as he let only two words slip from his rosy lips that contrasted beautifully from his pale complexion that seemed to be getting even paler. "Oh shit." And blackness consumed soon after.
"Itai!" Ryoma hissed through clenched teeth, hand coming up to rub his throbbing head all while flinching while seeing his rooms blue painting with confusion.
"What happened?" Ryoma muttered while looking outside belatedly noticing that it was dark out before trying to dig through his memories to find out what was going on before someone interrupted his thoughts.
"You fainted gaki." A dead-panned voice called out with a hint of worry and amusement in an annoyingly familiar voice leaning against his room's door-frame.
"Ero-oyaji…Why-who-what did I see that made me faint, it couldn't have been Ryo-"Leave it Ryoma, it was just one of my advisors. Apparently your big brother had thought it a good idea to scare one of the fishes into thinking he was a cannibal. And you had only fainted from the rush of being close the one of the elders power again, like a damsel in distress." Nanjiroh said with an amused snicker.
"Tch I'm not a damsel in distress oyaji." Ryoma pouted, though to him it seemed like a mightiest of glares.
"Stop looking so cute brat, or I'll have to beat boys off of you with a stick." Nanjiroh snickered with a mischievous look in his golden eyes.
"I'M NOT GAY! I-I-I L-like girls."
"Anyways, did sempai-tachi notice anything off about me, like did my eyes flash?" Ryoma questioned with a slight frown marring his face.
"No, but your captain and teams tensai did look slightly suspicious when I carried you away." Nanjiroh said with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
"Why, what did you say?" Ryoma asked, eyes slightly narrowing in suspicion.
"Just that you fainted because you were 'dehydrated'." Nanjiroh said with a smirk on his face as if remembering something terribly amusing. "You fuku-buchou's worrying though was amusing, if I knew your team was so fun, I might've invited them over."
"Don't be an idiot Oyaji, we have to finish my ceremony before the symbols dry."
"Ah, I almost forgotten…You do know that the rest of the ceremony is going to be painful right seishounen?" Nanjiroh asked, almost hesitantly. "You won't be able to play tennis for at least a week while the cuts are healing-
"Yes I know." Ryoma cut him off before he can say anymore.
"But I'm confident, because I'll have you and Kaa-san there." Ryoma said confidently with a brilliant smile before blushing uncharacteristically when he realized what he was doing, looking away embarrassed at his action. Before Nanjiroh could open his mouth to say a snarky comment Ryoma interrupted him and blurted out
"I'm feeling tired Goodnight….tou-san."
Nanjiroh looked shocked for a second before he caught himself and smiled softly at his cute little boy who is sadly not so little anymore.
"Goodnight musuko."
AN: And I'm done! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and if you did please leave a review on your way out to let me know what you all liked about it and how I can improve.
Please note that I am basically winging tis entire story and am sadly not quite as interested in the prince of tennis series as I once was. So if you guys have any ideas please PM me and let me know.
Ciao~