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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“Hajime-sempai.” Yuuta’s voice was anxious as Mizuki finally
picked up his cell phone.
“Yes
Yuuta? What’s wrong?”
“Have you
seen Echizen anywhere? You’ve been
downtown for over an hour and he’s apparently missing. Aniki and the others think someone might have
grabbed him since they found his hat.” Yuuta explained quickly.
Fuji Yuuta was not blind and he was not dumb either. He knew perfectly well just how manipulative
the team manager was but he also knew his habits better than he did
Ryoma’s. He also knew that barring
unforeseen conditions Mizuki would keep sight of Ryoma even if the younger boy
pushed him away. Yuuta also knew that
his older brother had secretly bugged Mizuki’s cell phone to send a warning to
their own phones if he got within a certain range of one of them. They could use this same chip to track his
phone which he was never without.
“Echizen is
missing? How tragic. I haven’t seen him but I’ll keep my eyes
open.” Mizuki said and promptly hung up.
Yuuta smiled in satisfaction as he headed out of the dorms
to begin his own search.
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‘So the brat Tensai was missing was he? Depending on the circumstances this could
work out well in his favor. If Echizen
wanted to get away from his boyfriends and had just taken off there was a
possibility that he could convince him to join St. Rudolph’s.
Ahah! Speak of the devil. Here he comes running up the street now.
“Echizen! Wait up!”
Mizuki called out as he approached the frightened looking boy.
“Are you
talking to me?” the younger boy asked coming to a halt. This wasn’t the first time today that someone
had addressed him as such so he assumed it must be his name.
“Who else but you?” Mizuki countered in slight annoyance.
“You know
me? Who are you?”
“What do
you mean do I know you? Of course I do!”
Mizuki was truly annoyed now.
“Do you
know where the hospital is? The hissing
boy said he would take me there but he left.
The smiling old man was too creepy to ask, and the lady I just ran into
a few minutes ago, I think she was crazy.
She kept hitting on me and shoving her big breasts near my face so I
ran.” Ryoma answered innocently puzzled.
“Hospital? What..?
Ryoma have you lost your memory?” Mizuki asked as inspiration struck.
“I think
so. Would I need to ask if I
hadn’t? So, who are you and where is
it?” Ryoma demanded showing a small streak of his old self.
“Oh my poor lover.” Mizuki burst out acting devastated even
as he grinned inside.
“LOVER!!” Ryoma shouted causing several people on the street
to turn and look, some blushing while others confused and a little disgusted.
“Yes
darling. We’ve been living together for
the past three months. Come with me
Ryo-koi we’ll get you some breakfast, I can hear your stomach grumbling, and
then I’ll take care of you my sweet.” Mizuki gushed and grabbed him with a
gleam in his eyes that made the boy uneasy.
“Oi make up your mind on my name already! First you called me Echizen like the other
two, then Ryoma, now it’s Ryokoi? What am I a fish? You still haven’t told me your name by the
way.” Ryoma growled as he struggled his way out of the other boy’s arms.
“Ryoma
don’t be like that. You’re not your
usual self at all today. Your last name
is Echizen and your first name is Ryoma.
I call you Ryo-koi because of my feelings for you. I can’t believe you can’t remember me. After all we’ve shared together! You were on your way to meet me today to sign
the forms that would transfer you from your school so that you could be with me
at St. Rudolph’s. What could have
happened to you?! You’ve always been so
sweet and quiet, oh my poor Ryoma! You
really don’t remember me?” Mizuki cried out laying it on thickly as he grabbed
Ryoma’s wrist and led him towards a café.
They were both blissfully unaware that they were being
videotaped.
“I already
said I don’t! Hmph. Am I really that different?” Ryoma asked
suddenly unsure of himself.
“ It’s ok Ryo-koi, I understand. By the way my name is Mizuki Hajime, you normally call me Hajime or koibito.”
“Hajime..?”
Ryoma tested out the name with an almost unnoticeable grimace.
“Yes love?”
“Why aren’t
we going to the hospital?”
“You’re
hungry right?”
“I guess
but…”
“No buts
Ryo-koi, I’m going to make sure you eat first.” Mizuki said as he stalled
trying to think of how to get him to sign the transfer forms he always kept
with him.
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“So the
back of his head bounced off the ground after the ball hit him?” Renji asked as
the three of them entered a busier part of the city.
“Yes that’s
right. If his boyfriends ever find out…”
Kaidoh started with a shiver.
“We’ll find
him Kaidoh.” Inui responded placing a hand on his kouhai’s shoulder.
“Actually
even if we don’t find him first and supposing he remembers what led to his
state of amnesia when he gets his memory back, not everyone remembers the cause
by the way, we could argue that there was a 43.3
percent chance that his head would have impacted hard enough to cause this
without your shot.” Renji added with a slight smile which disappeared when Inui
spoke next.
“That’s
assuming they let us live long enough to argue.”
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“Nanako-chan.”
A soft male voice whispered in her ear as strong arms drew her back against a broad
chest.
“Hai
Taro-kun?”
“You’re
tense. Are you worried about
something? What’s on your mind babe?”
“Ryoma-san
is missing. His friends tried to make
light of it but they wouldn’t have come if something wasn’t wrong. I’m worried that something has happened to
him.” Nanako said leaning back against him.
“You’re
little cousin is missing?” the man repeated as his eyes took on a frightening
glint.
“Yes. I know you two don’t always get along but
will you please help me find him?”
“Don’t
worry babe. I’ll find him for you. Besides, he and I called a truce yesterday.”
Taro whispered with a smile as his girlfriend turned in his arms and buried her
face into his shoulder hugging him back.
“Thank you
so much! You have no idea how much it
means to me that you two get along.” She said sincerely.
“Trust me
baby. I’ll find him.”
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“Shusuke
something is wrong!”
“What is it
nee-san?” Fuji asked into his phone
as his eyes, which hadn’t closed since they found Ryoma’s hat, widened in fear.
“The cards
and the vision have changed. The tarot
cards are now pointing towards confusion and disaster, as well as clarity after
the disaster. I took a small nap a half
hour ago to see if the dream had changed.
Two of the five shadows were gone but two of the others had grown larger
and more menacing while the last seemed to be trying to wrap itself around
Echizen-kun.”
“Have you
gotten any impression on where he is?” Fuji
asked almost desperately.
“Nothing
really, but every time I try right now I get a sweet smell and a feeling of
annoyance.”
“Thank you
Yumiko nee-san.”
Tezuka hung up his own phone at the same time a Fuji
and they both shook their heads sadly.
“Oishi and
Inui report that they haven’t found anything yet. Momo says that both Tachibana siblings have
joined his group but that they also haven’t found anything.”
“Seiichi
says that he and Akaya haven’t found anything either. Renji has joined your Inui and Kaidoh.”
Sanada supplied.
There was only silence as they pulled up to the tennis
club. Once again they piled out of the
limousine leaving Karupin with the driver who, they had discovered earlier,
adored the cat and was responsible for at least 1/3rd of the new toys
she’d received since coming to the mansion.
The four of them practically thundered onto the grounds looking for
either their missing lover or Kachiro’s father.
They found the latter only after sprinting around the establishment at
least three times.
“Kato-san.” Sanada called first as they all quickly caught
their breath.
“Hai? Ah
Ohayougozaimasu. You’re the boys that
came here to practice with Echizen-kun that time. How are you all? I trust Echizen-kun is well.” The coach said
with a grin.
“Ah… Have
you seen Ryoma today?” Fuji burst
out.
“No, he’s
not due today. Not until Wednesday
actually. You might try th…” the adult was interrupted as by a tennis ball bouncing
into the middle of the group.
Tezuka snatched the ball in mid bounce as a little girl of
about eight or nine with blonde pigtails came towards them in a wheelchair with
a racket in her lap.
“Sorry! I think I forget snap my wrist like Ryoma
show me.”
She said in choppy Japanese with a Canadian accent.
“It’s
ok. Here’s the ball.” Atobe said as he
took it and handed it to her.
“Hey!
I recognize you guys! Aren’t you
friends of Ryoma?!” she suddenly said in English.
“Yes, do you know him well?” Sanada
replied in the same language.
“This is
Holly, she’s one of the disabled children Echizen-kun helps me teach, I don’t
speak English very well and some of the students are foreign so he’s a great
help.” Kato-san explained.
“Ryoma’s really great! He takes me and the others out for ice cream
and stuff after practice. He took us for
karaoke last week and we made him sing all sorts of things. It was so funny!” the girl went on.
“Really?” Fuji
said unsurely.
They hadn’t known anything about this. Only that Ryoma was late getting home
sometimes, always saying that he’d had a late practice.
“Have you seen Ryoma today Holly-chan?”
Atobe asked smoothly. It surprised
people again and again that Atobe had a bit of a soft spot for young kids. He spoiled them rotten if he was allowed.
“Nope but he promised to take me to the beach
tomorrow.”
“Holly-chan, we have to go now but I have
one more question for you.” Fuji
said as he crouched to her level.
“What is it?
You guys speak English almost as good and Ryoma does.”
“How did you know we were friends of
Ryoma’s? You said you recognized us.”
Fuji asked as he smiled gently with
his eyes closed.
“Ryoma showed me a picture of you four and
his cat. He said it was a picture of
people who were very important to him. I
asked him if you were going to be with him forever and he said he wasn’t sure,
but he thought he’d like to be.” the girl replied solemnly.
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