School
School... is a pain. I don't have much homework today, but it's so boring! I almost feel asleep in all my classes. I do have like two projects to work on, but they're not due today... So I'm just being lazy. xD
Anyways... I am currently writing chapter 7 of When the Line Breaks, and I am going to post the first chapter here.
(Prologue and six chapters have been posted on FF.)
Also, in the reposts here, some chapters will be revised.
To clear out some confusing: The Samurai Demons (A dangerous organization) signed a treaty/alliance with the two countries after 30 (I was going to make it 10, but then I realized if I did that, it would throw off the whole timeline.) years of trying to bring down the organization that has headquarters all over the world. The Echizen Family is known as the "Royal" (leader) family of the Samurais. They go by titles, so only a few people know their real identities (i.e. Ryoma is known as "Prince") .About the US government going after Ryoma thing... that and the alliance I mentioned before be cleared up in either this or the next chapter.
Also, I forgot to mention Ryoma is 14, Momo and Kaidoh are 16, and the third years are 17-18 except for Inui. He has a special role. xD (For Seigaku Regulars)
"Bold" English
"Italics" Thoughts, Flashbacks, Important Stuff, etc
"Normal" Japanese when use for dialogue
Recap
"I can't ruin the surprise now, can I? You'll see when you get there, Ryoma."
Rinko, who had been quiet after watching the news, spoke up.
"When is he leaving?"
When the Line Breaks
By Sweet Obsidian Rain
Chapter One: Arrival
"When the line breaks, everything becomes forbidden;
Just as it is forbidden to break the line."Narita International Airport 3:36 P.M. (1)
"So loud," a certain black haired boy with green highlights growled while drinking the last of his Ponta. Dropping his luggage and heavy tennis bag (1.5) in front of himself, he plopped ungracefully down into a metal bench. And glared at nothing particular.
Ryoma was not in a good mood.
His damn Oyaji had announced that he was to leave right after he finished packing up his stuff. (Which was around 5 in the morning.)
It wasn't fair; he didn't get any sleep for the past 35 hours, 36 minutes, and 13 seconds. Or so his watch told him.
The damned servants on the plane kept bugging him (he didn't even know why his baka Oyaji insisted that he used a private plane!), Kevin and Ryoga kept calling him, and Karupin... Poor Karupin...
His beloved cat had gotten sick from the turbulence caused by the damn airplane.
Thus, Karupin had vomited, screeched, howled, and whined throughout the whole flight causing him to lose him precious sleep. The stupid airplane stank after Karupin had vomited. Honestly, he should just fire the god damned servants for feeding Karupin canned tuna!
Stupid new servants... didn't they know that Karupin was a sensitive cat with a sensitive stomach? He was not suppose to eat canned food! And they just had to keep coming to him whenever Karupin vomited again.
Because of all of the unfortunate events that had kept coming his way, he did not get an ounce of sleep, damn it!
Grumbling and mumbling under his breath, Ryoma looked- glared at his surroundings as he searched for a sign with his name on it.
"Just where the hell is this guide? I swear I'll cut him up into pieces and give them out to little kids for Halloween if he's late..." (2) He muttered darkly in English.
Ryoma stopped in the middle of his rants and threats when he spotted a huge middle aged man holding up a board with "Echizen Ryoma" on it. The man's face looked like one of a pig's.
As the boy approached Piggy-as he had decided to mentally give the man a nickname- dragging and carrying his luggage with him, Piggy spoke, "Echizen- snort Ryoma-snort I presume?"
A nod.
It was all Ryoma could do to keep himself from laughing out loud. Piggy even snorted when he talked!
Maybe cutting him up into pieces and giving them out as Halloween treats wouldn't be such a waste after all...
"Well, follow-snort me, boy! Snort- we don't have all-snort day!"
Ryoma scowled as he heard Piggy call him "boy"; the man needed to work on his manners to his superiors!
"Che..." he muttered as he followed the huge man outside to a waiting car.
In the waiting car, 3:49 P.M.
Settling into the back seat, Ryoma yawned and slumped back. Slowly, half-lidded golden eyes closed as he slipped into a slumber dreaming of the past events that had lead him to return to Japan.
"Oyaji?" a five year old Ryoma poked his head into the entrance of their living. "Kaa-san, why is Oyaji dressed like that?" He looked at his father who was decked all out in dark grey and a mask covering the bottom half of his face, revealing only his eyes. Even his hair was covered.
Rinko turned around and smiled gently; she bent down to look at her soon in the eyes. Instead of answering his question, she merely told her son, "Your father is going out to bring Ryoga back, little one. Now go and eat your dinner."
A blink. "Kaa-san... I wanna go with Oyaji to pick up Aniki!"
By that time, Nanjiroh had already slipped out the door.
"Demo ne... Ryoga and your father are bringing back a surprised for you! If you go, it'll be ruined," Rinko lied with a sigh. Her son was too young to know that his brother had been kidnapped, and that her husband was going on a risky mission to save him.
"Honto ni?! YATTA! A surprise! What do you think it is, Kaa-san?" Large innocent eyes looked up curiously at his mother.
"I don't know, little one. Now go and eat your dinner or your father and Ryoga won't give you your surprise when they come back."
"Hai!" little Ryoma quickly ran into the dining room happily.
Rinko watched her son run off with a worried smile. "Anata, please come back with Ryoga safely," was all she whispered as she followed little Ryoma.
Ryoma stirred a bit in his sleep as the car rode over uneven land. When the land smoothed out, he drifted back into his sleep.
"GIVE ME BACK MY SON!" an enraged Echizen Nanjiroh shouted as he barged into a room.
Looking wildly around the room, his eyes soften upon seeing Ryoga sleeping in a quiet slumber. Walking cautiously over to him, Nanjiroh was about to wake his eldest son up when he sensed someone behind it. Turning around quickly, he kicked at the person's leg and held a gun he had drawn out quickly at its throat.
"Mr. Samurai Demon... I suggest you think carefully before you act. This room and building is surrounded by the best police forces in the US and Japan." The voice was high; the person clearly was a woman.
His eyes harden; his body tensed up ready to defend himself and his son if need be. Of course he had spotted the many people surrounding them. "What do you want?" he simply asked. It was better to get straight to the point and waste less time in this place than dance around when his life-and his son's- was in danger.
"An alliance. A treaty."
Nanjiroh glared suspiciously at the woman. "Why would you want a treaty with a dangerous organization you've been after for the past 30 years?"
"Both countries have long decided to give up wiping out all you Samurais. There are too many of you; your headquarters are all over the world."
Golden eyes narrowed even more. "How do you know all this? How do you know I have headquarters all over the world? How did you know R-this boy is my son?"
Although her face was stoic, Nanjiroh could see her eyes smiling. "The FBI was tipped off two weeks ago. Of course they didn't mention your name- or your family's name for the matter. But the person sent us a photo of your son with a small message signed MO."
Nanjiroh tensed even more when “MO” was mentioned. Midoriyama Organization was the cause of this, eh? “How do I know you won’t attack either my son or me? How do I know if I can trust you?”
“You don’t. I can only assure you that no one will attack as long as you don’t.”
With a sigh, the man gave in. “Very well,” he said as he slowly released the woman. It was all he could do to save his and his son’s life. The treaty did have benefits though...
"Meow?" Karupin looked curiously up at his master who was talking in his sleep.
"No... Leave Nanako-san alone..."
BOOM!
The sound of the explosion was heard all through the building. People of the Samurai Demons drew their weapons and tensed up, ready to defend themselves.
Suddenly the alarm was set off.
"They got through the security! They're probably in section 13, the Treasure Chamber!" an anonymous voice shouted.
One of the people in charge spoke into his communicator, "Boss, red code, red code!"
The scene changed to show men inside a huge room.
Men not from the Samurais, but from Midoriyama.
"Let..Mmm... go!" a hostage held Nanako struggled.
"Quiet girl! Know your place, or you'll be dead before I let you go," the irritated man that held her growled. Why was he always stuck with the annoying ones?!
There was a flash and suddenly the man was lying in his own pool of blood.
"Nanako-san did say to let go... you should listen."
The men whipped around to see the speaker. A 12 year old Ryoma stood calmly as he examined his opponents.
"Ryoma-san!"
Nanako was about to run to her cousin when Ryoga appeared out of no where and pulled her back into the shadows. Ryoma did not need interruptions.
It wasn't long before all the opposing men charged at the young boy.
A smirk. "It's foolish to charge all at once. Shouldn't you all know that by now?"
Before the men could actually reach him, there was another explosion that sent them all to the ground. When the smoke had cleared, Ryoma was no where in site. One of their own finally realized the door was shut and locked tight.
The men were startled as smoke was released into the room. Slowly, one by one, the men fell was they breathe in the poisoned air.
The room scene warped to show a hallway.
Ryoma turned and walked down the hallway. The air of confidence around him showed that he knew where he was going.
Suddenly a knife was cutting through the air, heading towards Ryoma. Had the thrower been more accurate, the knife would've gone right through Ryoma's head. But instead, it only grazed his cheek.
BANG.
The thud of a small body was heard as Ryoma tucked his pistol back into his sleeves.
Ryoma was cautious as he walked towards where the would-be-assassin was hiding. He was quite surprised to see the body in front of him was a boy about his age. The boy was still breathing...
Piggy glanced back at the sleeping boy as he drove.
"When is he leaving?" Rinko asked.
"Right when he finishes packing," Nanjiroh turned to his son, "You'll be taking the private jet plane."
"Eh? Doushite?"
The man ignored his question and instead said, “You'll stay one night at the Tokyo International Hotel (3) before moving into Seishen's dorms. You will be placed as a second year while sharing some classes with third years as advance classes. (4) An old friend of ours will provide you with more details as you meet up with him," Nanijroh finished with a grin.
Whoever this "old friend" was, Ryoma had the feeling that he did not want to meet him.
"Oi! Seishounen, are we clear on your instructions? If you mess up, 10 years of trying to settle things down will go down the drain."
A nod.
"Hey brat! You-"
In front of Tokyo International Hotel
"Hey boy!-snort Wake up, -snort we're here."
Ryoma groaned as he heard someone-Piggy- call out to him. He sat up and blinked. Jet-lag was catching up to him; his head hurt like hell.
As boy stepped out of the car, he looked up at the hotel. "Hmmm... Not bad."
Elsewhere...
"You have no right to do this!"
Bold and glaring sapphire eyes clashed with angry amber ones before the sound of breaking glass caused the two to break eye contact.
The man with amber eyes hissed darkly as he kicked the teen who was glaring hotly at him.
"If you want to live, you will take care of the way you talk to me."
A glare was his only answer.
T.B.C.
1. If you watched the anime, it was the airport Ryoma was at when he was leaving for the US Open.
1.5. Although this story does not really center on tennis, Ryoma and the rest of the Regulars do play tennis.
2. It’s around October in this story. Ryoma’s transferring to Seishun Academy.
3. I don’t know if it exists. I’m too tired at the moment to actually go look up a real hotel in Tokyo.
4. Ryoma, Momo, and Kaidoh will be second years while taking advance classes with third years. This will be something that happens often in the school. If a student is too advance in a certain class for his year, he will take advance classes with the year level appropriately suited for him.
5. Seishun Academy will be an all boys’ school.
There! I finished the first chapter! I did leave some things out though. Lol. Anyways, thanks for reading minna-san! Although I will warn you that the next few chapters will be a bit slow since I'm trying to organize and sort things out. They will also clear out most of the confusion I caused. Lol.
Lastly, I hope you liked it; please review!
Previous Chapter
Next Chapter
Anyways... I am currently writing chapter 7 of When the Line Breaks, and I am going to post the first chapter here.
(Prologue and six chapters have been posted on FF.)
Also, in the reposts here, some chapters will be revised.
To clear out some confusing: The Samurai Demons (A dangerous organization) signed a treaty/alliance with the two countries after 30 (I was going to make it 10, but then I realized if I did that, it would throw off the whole timeline.) years of trying to bring down the organization that has headquarters all over the world. The Echizen Family is known as the "Royal" (leader) family of the Samurais. They go by titles, so only a few people know their real identities (i.e. Ryoma is known as "Prince") .About the US government going after Ryoma thing... that and the alliance I mentioned before be cleared up in either this or the next chapter.
Also, I forgot to mention Ryoma is 14, Momo and Kaidoh are 16, and the third years are 17-18 except for Inui. He has a special role. xD (For Seigaku Regulars)
"Bold" English
"Italics" Thoughts, Flashbacks, Important Stuff, etc
"Normal" Japanese when use for dialogue
Recap
"I can't ruin the surprise now, can I? You'll see when you get there, Ryoma."
Rinko, who had been quiet after watching the news, spoke up.
"When is he leaving?"
When the Line Breaks
By Sweet Obsidian Rain
Chapter One: Arrival
"When the line breaks, everything becomes forbidden;
Just as it is forbidden to break the line."Narita International Airport 3:36 P.M. (1)
"So loud," a certain black haired boy with green highlights growled while drinking the last of his Ponta. Dropping his luggage and heavy tennis bag (1.5) in front of himself, he plopped ungracefully down into a metal bench. And glared at nothing particular.
Ryoma was not in a good mood.
His damn Oyaji had announced that he was to leave right after he finished packing up his stuff. (Which was around 5 in the morning.)
It wasn't fair; he didn't get any sleep for the past 35 hours, 36 minutes, and 13 seconds. Or so his watch told him.
The damned servants on the plane kept bugging him (he didn't even know why his baka Oyaji insisted that he used a private plane!), Kevin and Ryoga kept calling him, and Karupin... Poor Karupin...
His beloved cat had gotten sick from the turbulence caused by the damn airplane.
Thus, Karupin had vomited, screeched, howled, and whined throughout the whole flight causing him to lose him precious sleep. The stupid airplane stank after Karupin had vomited. Honestly, he should just fire the god damned servants for feeding Karupin canned tuna!
Stupid new servants... didn't they know that Karupin was a sensitive cat with a sensitive stomach? He was not suppose to eat canned food! And they just had to keep coming to him whenever Karupin vomited again.
Because of all of the unfortunate events that had kept coming his way, he did not get an ounce of sleep, damn it!
Grumbling and mumbling under his breath, Ryoma looked- glared at his surroundings as he searched for a sign with his name on it.
"Just where the hell is this guide? I swear I'll cut him up into pieces and give them out to little kids for Halloween if he's late..." (2) He muttered darkly in English.
Ryoma stopped in the middle of his rants and threats when he spotted a huge middle aged man holding up a board with "Echizen Ryoma" on it. The man's face looked like one of a pig's.
As the boy approached Piggy-as he had decided to mentally give the man a nickname- dragging and carrying his luggage with him, Piggy spoke, "Echizen- snort Ryoma-snort I presume?"
A nod.
It was all Ryoma could do to keep himself from laughing out loud. Piggy even snorted when he talked!
Maybe cutting him up into pieces and giving them out as Halloween treats wouldn't be such a waste after all...
"Well, follow-snort me, boy! Snort- we don't have all-snort day!"
Ryoma scowled as he heard Piggy call him "boy"; the man needed to work on his manners to his superiors!
"Che..." he muttered as he followed the huge man outside to a waiting car.
In the waiting car, 3:49 P.M.
Settling into the back seat, Ryoma yawned and slumped back. Slowly, half-lidded golden eyes closed as he slipped into a slumber dreaming of the past events that had lead him to return to Japan.
"Oyaji?" a five year old Ryoma poked his head into the entrance of their living. "Kaa-san, why is Oyaji dressed like that?" He looked at his father who was decked all out in dark grey and a mask covering the bottom half of his face, revealing only his eyes. Even his hair was covered.
Rinko turned around and smiled gently; she bent down to look at her soon in the eyes. Instead of answering his question, she merely told her son, "Your father is going out to bring Ryoga back, little one. Now go and eat your dinner."
A blink. "Kaa-san... I wanna go with Oyaji to pick up Aniki!"
By that time, Nanjiroh had already slipped out the door.
"Demo ne... Ryoga and your father are bringing back a surprised for you! If you go, it'll be ruined," Rinko lied with a sigh. Her son was too young to know that his brother had been kidnapped, and that her husband was going on a risky mission to save him.
"Honto ni?! YATTA! A surprise! What do you think it is, Kaa-san?" Large innocent eyes looked up curiously at his mother.
"I don't know, little one. Now go and eat your dinner or your father and Ryoga won't give you your surprise when they come back."
"Hai!" little Ryoma quickly ran into the dining room happily.
Rinko watched her son run off with a worried smile. "Anata, please come back with Ryoga safely," was all she whispered as she followed little Ryoma.
Ryoma stirred a bit in his sleep as the car rode over uneven land. When the land smoothed out, he drifted back into his sleep.
"GIVE ME BACK MY SON!" an enraged Echizen Nanjiroh shouted as he barged into a room.
Looking wildly around the room, his eyes soften upon seeing Ryoga sleeping in a quiet slumber. Walking cautiously over to him, Nanjiroh was about to wake his eldest son up when he sensed someone behind it. Turning around quickly, he kicked at the person's leg and held a gun he had drawn out quickly at its throat.
"Mr. Samurai Demon... I suggest you think carefully before you act. This room and building is surrounded by the best police forces in the US and Japan." The voice was high; the person clearly was a woman.
His eyes harden; his body tensed up ready to defend himself and his son if need be. Of course he had spotted the many people surrounding them. "What do you want?" he simply asked. It was better to get straight to the point and waste less time in this place than dance around when his life-and his son's- was in danger.
"An alliance. A treaty."
Nanjiroh glared suspiciously at the woman. "Why would you want a treaty with a dangerous organization you've been after for the past 30 years?"
"Both countries have long decided to give up wiping out all you Samurais. There are too many of you; your headquarters are all over the world."
Golden eyes narrowed even more. "How do you know all this? How do you know I have headquarters all over the world? How did you know R-this boy is my son?"
Although her face was stoic, Nanjiroh could see her eyes smiling. "The FBI was tipped off two weeks ago. Of course they didn't mention your name- or your family's name for the matter. But the person sent us a photo of your son with a small message signed MO."
Nanjiroh tensed even more when “MO” was mentioned. Midoriyama Organization was the cause of this, eh? “How do I know you won’t attack either my son or me? How do I know if I can trust you?”
“You don’t. I can only assure you that no one will attack as long as you don’t.”
With a sigh, the man gave in. “Very well,” he said as he slowly released the woman. It was all he could do to save his and his son’s life. The treaty did have benefits though...
"Meow?" Karupin looked curiously up at his master who was talking in his sleep.
"No... Leave Nanako-san alone..."
BOOM!
The sound of the explosion was heard all through the building. People of the Samurai Demons drew their weapons and tensed up, ready to defend themselves.
Suddenly the alarm was set off.
"They got through the security! They're probably in section 13, the Treasure Chamber!" an anonymous voice shouted.
One of the people in charge spoke into his communicator, "Boss, red code, red code!"
The scene changed to show men inside a huge room.
Men not from the Samurais, but from Midoriyama.
"Let..Mmm... go!" a hostage held Nanako struggled.
"Quiet girl! Know your place, or you'll be dead before I let you go," the irritated man that held her growled. Why was he always stuck with the annoying ones?!
There was a flash and suddenly the man was lying in his own pool of blood.
"Nanako-san did say to let go... you should listen."
The men whipped around to see the speaker. A 12 year old Ryoma stood calmly as he examined his opponents.
"Ryoma-san!"
Nanako was about to run to her cousin when Ryoga appeared out of no where and pulled her back into the shadows. Ryoma did not need interruptions.
It wasn't long before all the opposing men charged at the young boy.
A smirk. "It's foolish to charge all at once. Shouldn't you all know that by now?"
Before the men could actually reach him, there was another explosion that sent them all to the ground. When the smoke had cleared, Ryoma was no where in site. One of their own finally realized the door was shut and locked tight.
The men were startled as smoke was released into the room. Slowly, one by one, the men fell was they breathe in the poisoned air.
The room scene warped to show a hallway.
Ryoma turned and walked down the hallway. The air of confidence around him showed that he knew where he was going.
Suddenly a knife was cutting through the air, heading towards Ryoma. Had the thrower been more accurate, the knife would've gone right through Ryoma's head. But instead, it only grazed his cheek.
BANG.
The thud of a small body was heard as Ryoma tucked his pistol back into his sleeves.
Ryoma was cautious as he walked towards where the would-be-assassin was hiding. He was quite surprised to see the body in front of him was a boy about his age. The boy was still breathing...
Piggy glanced back at the sleeping boy as he drove.
"When is he leaving?" Rinko asked.
"Right when he finishes packing," Nanjiroh turned to his son, "You'll be taking the private jet plane."
"Eh? Doushite?"
The man ignored his question and instead said, “You'll stay one night at the Tokyo International Hotel (3) before moving into Seishen's dorms. You will be placed as a second year while sharing some classes with third years as advance classes. (4) An old friend of ours will provide you with more details as you meet up with him," Nanijroh finished with a grin.
Whoever this "old friend" was, Ryoma had the feeling that he did not want to meet him.
"Oi! Seishounen, are we clear on your instructions? If you mess up, 10 years of trying to settle things down will go down the drain."
A nod.
"Hey brat! You-"
In front of Tokyo International Hotel
"Hey boy!-snort Wake up, -snort we're here."
Ryoma groaned as he heard someone-Piggy- call out to him. He sat up and blinked. Jet-lag was catching up to him; his head hurt like hell.
As boy stepped out of the car, he looked up at the hotel. "Hmmm... Not bad."
Elsewhere...
"You have no right to do this!"
Bold and glaring sapphire eyes clashed with angry amber ones before the sound of breaking glass caused the two to break eye contact.
The man with amber eyes hissed darkly as he kicked the teen who was glaring hotly at him.
"If you want to live, you will take care of the way you talk to me."
A glare was his only answer.
T.B.C.
1. If you watched the anime, it was the airport Ryoma was at when he was leaving for the US Open.
1.5. Although this story does not really center on tennis, Ryoma and the rest of the Regulars do play tennis.
2. It’s around October in this story. Ryoma’s transferring to Seishun Academy.
3. I don’t know if it exists. I’m too tired at the moment to actually go look up a real hotel in Tokyo.
4. Ryoma, Momo, and Kaidoh will be second years while taking advance classes with third years. This will be something that happens often in the school. If a student is too advance in a certain class for his year, he will take advance classes with the year level appropriately suited for him.
5. Seishun Academy will be an all boys’ school.
There! I finished the first chapter! I did leave some things out though. Lol. Anyways, thanks for reading minna-san! Although I will warn you that the next few chapters will be a bit slow since I'm trying to organize and sort things out. They will also clear out most of the confusion I caused. Lol.
Lastly, I hope you liked it; please review!
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