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Streaks of lightning cut across the dark overcast sky
creating a frightening backdrop for the figure that had just opened the door to
the kitchen as the lights cut out. For a
moment Momoshiro and Eiji, the only two already in that room, thought the ghost
had returned or that it might be some kind of monster with two heads and an
extra set of something growing out of its sides. The two were too petrified to move as one
head of the creature hissed, seemingly in annoyance, and made its way into the
room. The other head groaned slightly as
it separated itself splitting the creature in half, one standing and the other
sliding into a chair at the table. The
lights came back on just in time for Momo and Eiji to see Ryoma settle into the
chair and Kaidoh collapse into another when he was sure the younger boy was
alright there.
“What the
hell happened!?” Momoshiro yelled when he saw the state his rival and his
kouhai were in.
Both boys were drenched, despite the fact that the rain had
not started to come down yet, and Ryoma’s legs were covered in bruises and
scratches. The powerhouse player’s shout
effectively brought Oishi, the only other person currently in the house,
running from the living room across the hall.
“What’s
going on? Why are you two wet and what
happened to your legs Echizen? Eiji go
get some towels, blankets, and the first aid kit. Momo go run two hot baths.” Oishi said taking
charge of the situation immediately as he crouched to examine Ryoma’s legs.
Eiji and Momo ran off with their assigned tasks as Kaidoh
turned towards the teams fussing mother hen.
“Where are
the others?” Kaidoh asked as he stripped off his shirt, revealing a bruise of
his own, before helping Oishi get the younger boy out of his revealing more
bruises and a few more scratches.
“Securing
the courts against the storm, now tell me what happened. I thought you were just going for a walk; why
are you wet?” Oishi demanded ignoring the rest of the team as they trooped in.
“Fsssh. We were just walking, but that damned ghost
tried to drown him. I went in to pull
him out and something nailed me in the chest but it hit an Omamori and the kid
went limp. I snagged him and got us back
here. I only stopped to make sure he was
breathing and he didn’t need help with that.”
Kaidoh said through chattering teeth.
“Ryoma are
you alright?” Fuji asked as he
hurried to his young lover’s side.
Tezuka moved to stand behind the two with a hand on each of
their shoulders silently showing his concern and protectiveness. The captain’s eyes demanded an explanation
without being accusing as his gaze switched from Oishi to Kaidoh.
Inui had moved to stand behind Kaidoh and his own eyes
changed Tezuka’s whenever the other 18 year old looked at his new boyfriend.
“It was my
fault.” Ryoma said quietly shocking most of the others into silence for a
moment.
“No, it’s
the ghost’s fault.” Kaidoh objected.
“Echizen
what do you mean by it’s your fault.” Kawamura asked gently not wanting to
believe that Ryoma was implying that he’d tried to kill himself.
“I stopped
to look at the pond when Kaidoh-sempai was distracted. The ghost tossed me in and tried to hold me
under. I tried to fight him but he was
too strong until he hit the charm.
Kaidoh-sempai saved me; I don’t think I had the strength to get out.”
Ryoma said softly, he’d already thanked the boy on the way back to the house
but he nodded to him again gratefully.
“NYA! Shuichiro I got everything!” Eiji yelled as
he raced back into the room.
“Eiji what
are the basins for?” Oishi asked as he waited for the two younger boys to strip
to their boxers before handing them the towels and blankets.
Kikumaru was already at the sink filling the small tubs with
hot water.
“Don’t you
remember? Those bath tubs upstairs take
forever to fill and I thought these would be a good idea until they’re ready
nya. Remember Oishi? You used one of these to warm me up that time
when we were thirteen and I tripped into that puddle by your house!” Eiji said
as he managed to spring over to the two shivering boys without spilling a drop.
As Eiji was putting their feet in the tubs Kawamura made his
way over with two steaming cups of tea that he’d managed to make while dodging
the acrobatic player. Ten minutes later,
after the two had explained the incident in full, the expressions in the
kitchen varied from extreme concern for the two to extreme fury towards the
ghost that was tormenting the team.
“Echizen
this man is obviously no going to stop while we are here. I’m worried for your safety, for everyone’s
safety; we should all just go and forget this place until we can put him to
rest.” Oishi pleaded.
“The
probability of Echizen leaving this house before the agreed upon time on Sunday
is 16%. The probability of the ghost
following Echizen to kill him even if he does leave is 69%. The probability of the rest of us staying to
protect Echizen because he won’t leave is 96%.
It would be 100% except that in the case of one of us receiving a
hospitalizing injury that person’s lover would go with them. By the way Kawamura, you never did answer me
last night when I asked you why you were blushing while talking on the phone to
somebody.” Inui said suddenly switching the topic to try and catch the other
off guard.
“Ah,
well… You see… I have a date with Akutsu Jin next Saturday
evening.” Taka said as his cheeks turned bright red.
“Ii
data… The probability of the in school
fainting ratio rising by at least 40% is 92% once people realize that the
entire Seishun High
School regular’s team is gay. The Probability of blood loss due to nose
bleeds in ¾’s of the school population is 85%.
The likelihood of more hate groups forming due to the new pairings is
73%. The odds of new fan clubs forming
in favor of the couplings are 100%. And
the probability of the number of random mobbing increasing tenfold is
100%. Frightening data.” Inui intoned
effectively diffusing the tense situation that would have arisen had he
remained quiet.
“Err. Right.
The baths are ready; I used the two bathrooms by the stairs that go to
the third floor.” Momoshiro said after he snapped out of the daze all Inui’s
information had put him in even though he’d only come down the stairs halfway
through it.
Tezuka nodded to him as he picked Ryoma up out of the chair,
still wrapped in his blanket, and carried him towards the stairs. One look at the captain’s eyes silenced any
protest the boy would have made. Then
again he didn’t feel quite as embarrassed when he saw Inui pick Kaidoh up in
the same way despite the loud protests the seventeen year old was making.
Later that night, after Ryoma was feeling smothered enough
to scream again, the sixteen year old was curled up comfortably on the couch in
his room with Karupin lying on his feet.
Ryoma adjusted the blanket he was wrapped in and moved the pillows
around until he was comfortable before reaching for the journal on the table by
him. He sighed as he stared at the
leather cover, just holding it made him feel confused and sad though he didn’t
know why. Karupin lifted her head and
meowed at him in comfort and curiosity.
It was very strange, he’d come into the room yesterday and found Fuji
flipping through the very blank pages of this very book, but as he held it now
he instinctively knew that the pages were full of words and memories. Cautiously he opened it and fell deeply into
his ancestor’s life as he saw it.
Journal of Echizen Ryoma: year 1858 age 16.
My honorable father has been teaching my younger brother Kenji and I
how to run the family business. Our
families style of kimono’s sell quite well and while I have enjoyed learning
the trade I must admit that my brother is more adept at the running of the
corporation. When I inherit the company
I plan to have my brother with me running it as I work on finding new designs
and materials.
Today my father found Yori and me kissing by the pond on our
property. Yori and I have been close in
this way for several months but no one besides Kenji knew this until now. Yori has been my friend since we were five
years old and before today my father never questioned his frequent visits to
our home. When he found us my father
told Yori to go home and it surprised me that he complied without saying
anything. I did not think he was ashamed
of our relationship but maybe I was wrong?
After Yori left my father had me walk with him for awhile under the
Sakura trees. He was silent until the
end of the path.
“Do not bring shame to
our family Ryoma.” Was all he said to me before he walked back inside.
I will not dishonor my family, but I will not give Yori up either. We simply will not get caught again.
It has been nearly a month since Yori and I were found by my father and
it seems as though nothing ever happened.
My father acts as though he never found Yori and I, if anything he is
more determined that I learn his business faster than before. Kenji has been helping Yori and I hide our
relationship from everyone else since that incident. I find it a little strange that the only one
who knows nothing of us is my mother who is sharp eyed and quick of mind for a
woman.
Today at the office I overheard an odd conversation between my father
and a man I have never met. I believe my
father called him Yukito, which surprises me because my father rarely calls
anyone by their given name. Yukito
seemed to be flattering my father for a few minutes. Normally this method of leading up to the
point of the meeting would make my father angry that his time was being wasted,
but this time my father spoke gently in a seemingly fond tone. Finally the stranger came to the reason of
his visit. He wants to buy my father’s
company! Of course my honorable father
said no, our family business is not for sale.
Yukito began to speak quite harshly then. He said that my father abandoned him years
ago and that he should therefore not deny him his request. Again my father refused him and this time
Yukito grew so angry that he threatened my father and said that he would find a
way to bring great dishonor on our family.
I very much doubt that the man can do anything but my father has seemed
worried since.
I cannot believe that my father hit me today! He was supposed to have been at the office
all day today, so Yori and I were in my room when he suddenly came home. He caught us in a rather compromising
position I must admit. Yori was lying
atop me and we were kissing as we lay on the bed but he was quick to get off of
me when my father yelled. My father
pulled me from the bed and backhanded me before I could do anything. When I could see straight again Yori was gone
and my father was standing over me looking mad enough to kill. For a moment I thought he might.
“I told you not to
dishonor this family. You will never see
him again Ryoma. Do you understand? That boy is a coward that abandons you at the
merest hint of danger. You will stop
this foolishness now. I cannot abide
having you in such a relationship, if anyone finds out then our family will
never live down the shame you attempt to bring upon us.” He said before he left
my room. I cannot believe he hit me… I cannot
believe Yori just left like that.
I cannot bear my fathers command.
Yori and I are meant to remain by each other whether my father can
accept it or not. To us there is nothing
shameful about the way we act in private.
My father no longer speaks to me but he has not thrown me out or claimed
that I am not his son so I think I am safe for now. My mother acts no differently than how she
has always been; my father must not have told her. My brother still supports my decision but he
seems to think that Yori is not the one for me.
Kenji seems to think that Yori is a coward because of the way he left
yesterday but I cannot help but still love Yori.
Yori and I have met twice this week with Kenji’s help. Strangely though I could almost swear that I
caught a glimpse of my father both times I was with him. My father has not mentioned it so I think I
must be mistaken but I am almost sure I am not.
Kenji and I overheard Yukito attempting to buy our company again. He said he has something that will shame
us. My father seems very worried but I
do not know why he should be when it is obvious that the man knows nothing that
could hurt us. If he did he would have
used it already to drive us into poverty so that he could simply take our
company.
When my father, brother and I were walking home from the office today
we saw Yori talking with a strange man.
I was careful not to look at him and Yori made no attempt to acknowledge
me but my father went quite pale when he saw them together. He has been acting quite bizarre since we got
home. One minute he will be worried,
then angry, and then regretful. My
brother has told me that he has seen the stranger at the office once or twice,
so I wonder if perhaps that was Yukito.
This leads me to wonder which man, Yori or Yukito, made my father react
in suck a way.
My mother and brother are away for a few days visiting my mother’s
sister and parents. My father finally
spoke to me today. He came to my room
just a few minutes ago and told me to come downstairs in one hour to join him
in a private tea ceremony. Perhaps he
has finally forgiven me and is ready to accept my choice.
End Journal
Ryoma blinked in curiosity as the journal ended. The last entry was dated the day his ancestor
had died but the journal seemed to give no hint as to how. (authors note: Ryoma
doesn’t know what was in the other two journals or how the girls died, or about
the strychnine. Inui hasn’t told
anyone.)
Frustrated, Ryoma tossed the book back onto the table then
watched as the back cover fell open with a small clunk as it hit the hard
surface. He sat up in confusion; soft
leather did not make that sound. Before
he could reach for the book again though, Fuji
and Tezuka came through the door saying that they should all get some sleep. Ryoma almost ignored them for the book but
Karupin suddenly dug her claws into his leg before leaping onto the table and
sitting on the journal.
A hand on his shoulder finished breaking the spell and he
looked up into the worried eyes of Tezuka.
Deciding to reassure his lover, and himself, Ryoma reached up and pulled
the older boy’s head down for a kiss.
Without breaking the kiss Tezuka picked up the small teen and carried
him over to the bed where they both received a similar greeting from Fuji.
Ack! Apparently the cure for my writers block was
reading a couple of vampire romances this time around. Sorry for not posting for so long! Comments are appreciated and reviewers are
worshipped.
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