A Matter of Memory | By : Bastet Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > General Views: 7858 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hope you like it, cuz my wrist kinda died again while typing this chapter. Sorry it took so long. Most of the phone conversations are written
one sided so please don’t get too confused.
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“Are you
alright?” Kaidoh asked hopeful that this was all a joke.
“Who are
you? Do you know me?” Ryoma asked in
confusion.
Kaidoh stared at him in disbelief. This had to be a joke, but he couldn’t see
the 16 year old doing something like this for a laugh. Momoshiro sure, maybe Kikumaru, but Echizen
didn’t play jokes like this. He had to
get the boy some help and hopefully help him regain his memories before Ryoma’s
lovers found out what had happened.
“Fsssh. This isn’t good. I have to get you to a hospital or
something.” the older boy said as his kouhai looked around them in confusion.
Just after helping the younger boy to his feet Kaidoh’s cell
phone rang causing him to let out an annoyed hiss. Looking at the display screen he saw it was
Inui calling him which made his hiss turn into a sigh of relief. After all if anyone would know what to do it
would be the data player. Kaidoh flipped
the phone open and turned away from Ryoma to get better reception for the call.
“Inui-sempai.” Kaidoh said softly indicating that he was not
alone.
“Kaoru. I was just wondering
where you were. By my calculations you
should have reached the river ten minutes ago at the latest, even with a
break.” Inui responded sounding concerned.
“Ah,
there’s a slight problem.” Kaidoh started telling Inui what had happened but
before he’d gotten very far Inui insisted on a play by play of the match.
Meanwhile Ryoma had spotted what he’d been looking for since
he woke up. He may not know his name,
the name of the strange guy talking on the phone, or even where they were, but
he did know what his body was telling him and that there was a sign indicating
a washroom at the building a little ways away.
Feeling it was rude to interrupt the boy he headed for the washroom
without saying anything.
So it was an empty tennis court that Kaidoh found when he
turned around to check on Ryoma in the middle of telling Inui about game
4. He nearly dropped the phone in shock.
“Inui-sempai
I’ve got to go.” Was all the 17 year old said before he hung up.
“Echizen! Fsssh this had better not be a joke! Echizen!” Kaidoh
called out as he took off looking for his younger school mate. Not finding him, and not thinking to check
the individual stalls in the bathroom, Kaidoh eventually grabbed Ryoma’s bag
and rackets before heading off to see if Inui had any advice while he looked
for his kouhai on the way. He never
noticed the boy’s white hat lying under the bench where it had blown after
falling off Ryoma’s head when he fell.
Ten minutes later Ryoma came out of the washroom looking for
the strange hissing boy who had said he would take him to the hospital. He’d heard the boy calling for Echizen
earlier, whoever that was. Apparently
he’d packed up and left considering that the bag he’d seen after waking up was
gone as well. Shrugging to himself he
decided to find the hospital on his own, maybe he would find someone to ask on
the way. Walking down the stairs Ryoma
unknowingly walked in the opposite direction that Kaidoh had gone.
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Twenty minutes later a limousine pulled up to the bottom of
the stairs that led to the street courts that Ryoma frequented. Four 18 year old boys piled out and hurried
up those stairs only to find the courts deserted. Something white caught the eye of one of them
and he crouched to reach under the bench.
When he stood back up he was holding a familiar white hat.
“He was
here. Damn it he wouldn’t have left
willingly without his hat!” Keigo burst out his grip on the hat tightening.
“Keigo calm
down. I’m sure he’s fine. We just have to find him.” Genichirou soothed
pulling the Hyotei tennis captain to him.
“Where else
would he have gone?” Kunimitsu asked as he placed a hand on Shusuke’s slightly
trembling shoulder.
“Maybe that
restaurant he likes to go to with Momoshiro?” Shusuke suggested after a moment
of silence.
“Which one
was that?” Genichirou asked in confusion, for the life of him he couldn’t
remember the name of it and from the looks of the others they couldn’t either.
“Maybe a pet store? To get something for the cat?” Keigo thought uncertainly out
loud.
“What would
be open at this time in the morning?” Kunimitsu asked slightly annoyed.
“This is
getting us nowhere. Maybe we should call
in the rest of your team to help us look Kunimitsu.” Genichirou said coming to
an alarming conclusion.
Did they really know Ryoma?
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Inui looked at his watch for the fifth time since Kaidoh had
hung up on him. Really if he’d had
enough time to go into that much detail of the match he’d been playing then the
‘slight problem’ he’d been about to tell him couldn’t have been that big. True he’d never gotten around to telling him
what that problem was exactly. He hoped
the younger boy was alright. Maybe he
should have paid more attention.
Inui didn’t have to wonder for much longer because at that
point Kaidoh came into view carrying Ryoma’s duffel bag.
“What
happened to Echizen?” Inui asked coming to an instantaneous conclusion.
“He lost
his memory and I lost him.” Kaidoh said before explaining to his sempai what
had happened.
“Kaoru I
think we can classify this as more than a slight problem. There is a 73% chance that Tezuka will have you
running laps for the rest of the school year, or longer, before he tries to
kill you. Fuji
as usual is unpredictable so I have no idea what he’ll actually do to you but
it won’t be pleasant. As for the other
two…”
“What do
you think they’ll do?”
“I can’t
even imagine. Atobe has enough financial
power to do almost anything and Sanada, while frightening enough on his own,
has Yukimura backing him and it’s said that he can be as bad as Fuji.”
“There has
to be something I can do Sadaharu-sempai.” Kaidoh said desperately.
“I’ll help
you of course. We just need to find
Echizen and get his memory back before they find out. I think we can both handle the extra laps
we’ll get for missing practice today.” Inui stated just before his cell phone
went off.
Looking at the display screen he grimaced before going
against his instincts and answering it.
“Tezuka… Of course I’ll help look… No I’ll contact Kaidoh… Yes the restaurant is a good idea… Did you try his house?... No I meant his parents’ house… I’ll call you if I think of anything else.”
“Fsssshh. They know?!” Kaidoh asked horrified after
listening to one side of the conversation.
“They can’t
find him but they don’t know what happened.
Apparently Fuji’s older
sister had a strange dream about Echizen being in danger and he left his phone
at home when he left early to practice.
It’s fine. We just need to change
our plan slightly. First we need to drop
his bag off at the school so no one sees you carrying it. Put your jersey over his name for now and
let’s go.”
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Meanwhile…
“Moshi moshi?”
Momoshiro said loudly into his phone to be heard over the yelling red head
beside him.
“Oi Momoshiro! Don’t
ignore me you bastard!” Kamio Akira yelled next to him.
“Buchou?! I’m not
late am I? I was on my way when I ran
into Fudomine’s Kamio and Shinji…
What? What do you mean he’s
missing?! Of course I’ll help look… No I’m in front of there now and he’s not
here… Where else? Let me think…
Maybe that new arcade? They just got in a new game he wants to
try… Why would he go there? The order he placed for Karupin won’t be in
for another week… No his parents are
away and Nanako-san has her boyfriend over.
He wouldn’t go there; he doesn’t like the guy… I’m surprised none of you knew this; it’s
really been bothering him lately. In
fact he’s been pretty vocal about how annoying that guy is… Yeah I’ll check. Bye.”
“What was
that about Momoshiro? Who’s missing?” Kamio
asked much calmer now that he’d heard the worry in the Seigaku player’s voice.
“Ryoma
is. The others can’t find him
anywhere. I gotta
go look for him.”
“We should
look for him too. He’s not part of the
team but he’s a good kid. Actually he can
be annoying and he shouldn’t be making his sempai’s worry about him. he never refuses me
a game if he has time though so that’s nice of him. I don’t mind him really. He always wins though and he never plays
against me at his full potential which is also annoying. Tachibana-san will want to hear about
this. We should call him. This conversation is getting annoying. We should be out looking for Ryoma already.”
The blue haired Fudomine player started rambling.
“Shinji!” Kamio yelled, “We’ll
help you look Momoshiro-kun.”
“Why does
Ryoma hate his cousin’s boyfriend?” Shinji, who had already known who Nanako
was, suddenly asked.
“Nanako-san
is dating a guy that Ryoma thinks is homophobic. He acts like a total bastard every time he’s
alone with Ryoma and the guy knows Ryoma is living with four guys. He really turns nasty about it but only if he
knows no one else is around so Ryoma has no proof.”
“C’mon we
should check the arcade, it’s close to here.” Kamio suggested as the three
turned to leave.
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