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Okay, here we go
again. I really don’t buy into the whole
evilness of the number thirteen so please don’t read into the fact that the
climax landed itself as chapter 13. Once
again thanks go to Nicole for help with ideas and when I get stuck on how to piece
together things in a paragraph. Please
forgive the teaser, I was in a slightly evil mood at the time and needed to get
something out there. This was originally
going to be the last chapter but the climax is kinda
running longer than I had planned here. It
will be over in the next chapter or two, then I’m going to try and work on
either the OT5 or another TezFujiRyo that I nearly
have the first chapter of done. Anyways on with the story.
“Where the
hell am I?” Ryoma asked out loud as he came back to his senses.
“You are in my room. Did you really think you would be allowed to
shame our family and go unpunished?” A man, wearing an old fashioned brown
kimono, with red eyes said as he appeared in front of the teen.
“You’re
Kiyoshi, aren’t you? What’s going
on? Why have you been trying to kill
me?” Ryoma demanded showing more courage than he actually felt.
He was wishing very hard at that point for the team or
anyone really, he’d even settle for his father right about now, to burst in and
save him. The ghost was between him and
the door and Ryoma was ready to bet every racket he owned that the door was
locked and that the ghost wasn’t about to let him get to it anyways. Eying the specter warily, with no small
amount of fear accompanying his caution, Ryoma attempted to move slowly towards
the door.
“Show your ancestor some respect boy! As if it wasn’t bad enough when my son found
that coward to carry on with in the middle of a business crisis, the next
generation had to fawn all over a rapist!
And that last girl, a spineless piece of fluff that insisted on taking
back that bastard when he was engaged to another woman! She was becoming a whore! What would this family have become if I
hadn’t stopped them? Now you boy, you’re
worse than the lot of them! It would
have been bad enough had you been discovered with one boy, but TWO! That’s going too far, not only that, boy, but
you went and allowed them to use and taint your body like a common WHORE! What kind of an Echizen are you?! Do you really think I’ll just let you go
after all that?” the ghost hissed in a soft and deadly voice.
Ryoma knew then. He
knew that he most likely wouldn’t make it out of this room alive. Not that it would stop him from trying. No, like the true stubborn Echizen he was, he
wouldn’t give up no matter what the odds were that he would win.
That in mind Ryoma made a dash for the door only to be
stopped barely three steps into his flight as the ghost grabbed and threw him
against the opposite wall.
“Pathetic excuse of a man! You
don’t deserve to live. I won’t allow you
to bring shame to the Echizen name!” the ghost bellowed, crimson eyes
glowing with rage, as he directed the boy’s body into another wall.
“Shame?! I’m not the
one that killed a family member and then took the cowardly way out by
committing suicide baka! If anyone brought shame to this family it’s
you!” Ryoma shot back at the ghost as he tried to pick himself up off the
floor.
BANG!
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(Authors note.) I’m starting this part off with the last
paragraph from the last chapter since the time in the different views is
supposed to be happening at the same time, just different sections of the
house.
Fuji had the box in the boy’s hands before
anyone could even think of a response.
True to his word Taka had the box open ten moves later and the gathered
teens huddled close to look inside it.
There lay a tea set and a small folded cloth swatch which Tezuka
snatched up and quickly undid.
“Uncle Ryoma, I recognize that tea set.
It’s the same one that Sho and I used at the pond the last time. I recognize it because I remember never
having seen it before that day.” Mai
said suddenly as she stared into the box.
“That is the cup I drank from the night I
died. I remember thinking how beautiful
the design was and that it must have been new to the house because I had never
seen it before.” Aya exclaimed as well.
A small old key fell to the ground as the cloth was unfolded. It hit the floor with a soft clunk that
sounded deafeningly loud to the silent teens.
For a moment nobody moved until both Tezuka and Fuji
went for the key at the same time. Fuji
snatched it up a split second before his lover and the two raced for the stairs
followed shortly by the rest of the team and the three ghosts.
“Shuichiro,
do you think Ochibi will be alright when we get there?” Kikumaru gasped out as
they thundered up the stairs trying not to trip.
“Eiji, I’m
sure he’ll be fine. We just have to get
him out of there. Everyone be careful!”
Oishi said as they topped the stairs.
“BURNING! NOBODY
HURTS MY TEAM AND LIVES! I’M COMING FOR
YOU GHOST!” Kawamura burst out startling Eiji and Inui who were on either side
of him; this would have been a normal outburst had he been holding a racket or
something else, but his hands were empty proving just how seriously he valued
his friends.
“Pathetic excuse of a man! You
don’t deserve to live. I won’t allow you
to bring shame to the Echizen name!” an unknown voice shouted through the
door just as Fuji went to put the
key in the lock.
“Shame?! I’m not the
one that killed a family member and then took the cowardly way out by
committing suicide baka! If anyone brought shame to this family it’s
you!” Ryoma’s muffled voice answered back sounding strained.
That was all the team heard of the argument before they
slammed the door open and rushed in.
“Ryoma!” Tezuka and Fuji
cried out in unison as they raced to his side only to have the 16 year old
snatched from them.
“Let him
go!” Momo and Kaidoh demanded as they ran after Ryoma in a vain attempt to
catch him before he hit the wall.
“Echizen!” Oishi yelled also trying to go after his young
friend.
The result, however, was not what he expected as four ghosts
turned to look at him and the living freshman groaned. The momentary pause allowed Tezuka and Fuji
to reach their young lover. Tezuka
pulled Ryoma into his arms as Fuji,
placing his body between his lovers and the red eyed ghost, checked him over to
see how badly he was hurt.
“NO!” Kiyoshi bellowed.
Ryoma’s battered body was wrenched from the two 18 year olds
and levitated up near the ceiling.
“You have no right to touch him! I know your kind. You’ll just bring him pain when you betray
him. You two will get what’s coming to
you for corrupting my descendant. Why
don’t you go ahead and leave while you still can; it’s not like he actually
matters to you… OH NO YOU DON’T!”
the ghost shouted the last as he moved the floating teen just in time to keep
him from two of the other boys.
Momo and Eiji collided in midair, both having jumped at the
same time to try and grab Ryoma, and fell to the floor. Eiji landed on top of his kouhai and both let
out a soft groan as they attempted to stay conscious.
“Eiji!” Oishi bolted to his lover in concern.
“LEAVE THEM
ALONE! WE WOULD NEVER ABANDON OUR
FRIEND!” Kawamura shouted as he rushed towards the crimson eyed ghost.
Kiyoshi simply stood there and watched as the boy ran
through him and into the bespectacled brainiac who
had been on his other side mumbling and attempting to collect information about
him. Both boys hit the wall with a thunk and ended sprawled on the floor dazed and nearly out
cold.
“Sadaharu!” Kaidoh yelled in distress, rushing to his new
lover, torn between helping him and helping Ryoma.
“Let Ryoma
go!” Tezuka growled out.
“We won’t
leave him. We love Ryoma and we won’t
let you hurt him. I don’t know who
you’ve dealt with before but Ryoma is ours and we will protect him against
anything.” Fuji said as he glared
at the ghost.
“What do you know of love? You claim to love him, claim that you will
protect him, but I know better. You are
no better than those that have hurt my family before, no better than the rapist
scum that Aya was deceived by, or the fickle boy that coerced Mai into taking
him back when he was already engaged to another woman. How can you claim you love him when you only
started courting him after you found out about his inheritance?”
“Shusuke
and I have been an open couple for quite some time; we have been trying to gage
Ryoma’s reaction towards us for several months and whether or not he would be
open to joining us. We won’t leave him,
whether he stays with us or not is up to him but we will always love and
protect him.” Tezuka said bluntly as he attempted
to reach the 16 year old.
“Father why are you doing
this? These boys actually love him, why won’t you
let them be happy?” the ghostly boy asked as he approached the red eyed
spirit for the first time.
“This is none of your concern Ryoma.”
Kiyoshi hissed at his son.
“No father, it is my concern, I won’t let you
needlessly kill again. These boys have
passed through every situation you have placed them in. no matter the danger
they did not desert him. All of them
protect him. They won’t leave him in
danger to save themselves.” The ghost insisted as Aya and Mai got hold of
the living 16 year old and gently lowered him into his lovers’ arms.
“No Ryoma, they will abandon him as Yori
abandoned you. They seek to shame us and
use the boy. I will not let this happen.”
Kiyoshi said becoming more and more enraged.
The ghost unleashed his power, hurling Fuji
and Tezuka into opposite walls and leaving Ryoma to fall to the floor as the
two were forced to let go. A moment
later they were back on their feet walking unsteadily towards Ryoma again.
“We’re not
leaving without him.” Fuji
whispered in a deadly voice as he reached the ill-treated Ryoma who was barely
awake.
“No matter
what you do to us, we won’t leave him.” Tezuka said as he fell to his knees
beside his lovers and gathered them both into his arms.
“Father this type of relationship is more
accepted now. I won’t pretend that
everyone is fine with it but it is not shameful. They truly love one another. Can you really be so blind as to not see
that? Why do you think that they will
betray him?”
“I told you to stay out of this Ryoma. You don’t understand.”
“You’re right, I don’t understand! I don’t understand why you killed me. I don’t understand why you killed Aya and
Mai. I don’t understand why you won’t
let this Ryoma and the others go.
Explain these things to me father, please, because I really don’t
understand.” The teenaged ghost said as he stood before his father with his
arms crossed.
Father and son stared at each other, neither giving an
inch. Other than wanting answers the
ghost was attempting to give the others time to figure something out. They couldn’t get the living Ryoma out since
Kiyoshi never took his eyes off him completely, but there had to be a way to
stop him.
Meanwhile…
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Aya and Mai had just finished dragging Momoshiro, who was
still only semiconscious, over to where Kawamura and Inui lay while Oishi had
carried Eiji. Kawamura and Eiji were
unconscious but were beginning to show signs that they would be waking soon. Inui had regained his senses but he still
wasn’t in much shape to move having bruised several areas of his body and
possibly having a concussion. Kaidoh had
him propped against him as he helplessly watched what was happening to his
friends.
“Fssshh. There has to be a way to help them. We can’t just let them face this on their
own.” Kaidoh said softly.
“Aya-san,
Mai-san, how is it ghosts can stay behind?
Is there anything that holds you all here besides unfinished business?”
Inui said in a strained voice.
“Ah, well…” Aya started reluctantly.
“The three of us, Aya, Ryoma, and I, are
anchored by our journals. If they were
to be destroyed we would have to pass on, though Uncle Ryoma might be able to
stay a short while as he died well before we did and therefore is
stronger. It would depend on whether he
still had a strong enough reason to be here.
If there was even a little doubt he would pass on.” Mai broke in
determinedly.
“Mai! No
one alive is supposed to know that.” Aya hissed angrily.
“Aya, they have to know. Even if they choose to destroy us our stories
have been told and it’s beyond time for us to go if we can keep their Ryoma-san
alive.” Mai answered back.
“Even so, we don’t know what grandfather is
affixed to. It could have been destroyed
a long time ago and he just has the strength to stay. He’s stronger than uncle because his will to
stay is more intense.” Aya said quickly.
“Is there
anything in the house that he was particularly attached to? Maybe what he used to kill himself with?”
Kaidoh asked.
“No, father had the blade destroyed. His Kimonos haven’t been in the house for
ages, the ones that were left are preserved in some museum, and there is very
little else here still that was his.” Aya responded.
“What about
the tea set?” Oishi asked quietly.
“The tea set?” Mai asked in confusion.
“Of course! The tea
set he used to poison the three of you.
You both said you recognized it, and your Ryoma said it was the one his
father used for the ceremony.” Inui explained.
“It’s still back in tea room downstairs. We can’t leave now that we’re in here. Grandfather has trapped our energy and we
cannot stop him. It has to be one of
you.” Aya said.
“I’ll
go. Sadaharu you’re too weak right now
and I’m faster than you Oishi-sempai.” Kaidoh said keeping his voice soft but
determined.
“Be careful
Kaidoh.”
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