WtLB
Bleh. I think I'll just post what I have so far.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis
"Bold" English
"Italics" Thoughts, Flashbacks, Important Stuff, etc
"Normal" Japanese when use for dialogue
Recap
"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.
When the Line Breaks
By Sweet Obsidian Rain
Chapter Two: Roommates
"When the line breaks, everything becomes forbidden;
Just as it is forbidden to break the line." Monday, Seishun Academy, Dormitory A: Room 411, 11:27 P.M.
A hiss of pain was heard from the only occupant in the room.
Fuji Syusuke winced as he peeled his soiled shirt off his body. The wound on his side reopened as he threw his shirt off to the side. He would have to get rid of it later; it wouldn't do if anyone saw it.
Quickly reaching for the rubbing alcohol and box of cotton balls, Fuji started to clean his bleeding wound. Pouring a good amount of alcohol onto a cotton ball, he pressed it against the gash across his abdomen.
The beating had been worse than usual; something had caused... the man to be in an extremely bad mood.
He had almost used father. The man who treated him so cruelly deserved no such title. Hell, the man wasn't even related to him by blood. Damn his mother for re-marrying and then dying. He didn't blame her though; she never saw the cruel side of this man.
But Fuji had to admit that he was glad that he went back to the hide out today. The beating would've been much worse than the one he received today had he returned there a day late.
Bandaging his wound with skillful hands, the fair-haired stood up to discard anything that was blood stained. Picking up his shirt with a grimace he tossed it into a plastic bag with the used cotton balls in them. He dropped the bag into the trash after tying it up tightly. Double checking for any blood stained objects, he washed his hands and took a look at the pile of letters he received today.
Fuji threw half of the letters into the dustbin without a glance. No doubt they were all from fan girls (from other schools) with the perfumed and decorated envelops.
As he sorted threw the other letters though, one slip of paper caught his attention. It was from the dormitory office.
His ever-closed eyes snapped open as he scanned the contents on the slip of paper.
To Fuji Syusuke-san
Fuji-san, we have a transferred student from America. Starting tomorrow, he will be your new roommate. We expect you to be polite and helpful to this student; make sure he feels welcomed to this school. Below is what you need to know about him.
Name: Echizen Ryoma (Second Year)
Dorm A: Room 411
Advance classes: English, math, and science
Schedule:
Monday, Tuesday, and Friday:
Period 1: Math with Third Years (7:45-8:30) Room 241
Period 2&3: Double Period English with Third Years (8:35-10:05) Room 243
Period 4: Social Studies/World History (10:10-10:55) Room 250
Lunch (11:00-11:45) Cafeteria
Period 5: Science with Third Years (11:50-12:35) Room 237
Period 6: Physical Education (12:40-1:25) Room 532 or Gymnasium
Period 7: Home Base/Break (1:30-2:15) Room 213
Period 8: Related Arts; Combined Choir with Third Years (2:20-3:05) Room 478
Wednesday and Thursday:
Period 1: Math with Third Years (7:45-8:30) Room 241
Period 9&7: Art/Home Base/Break (8:35-10:05) Room 213
Period 4: Social Studies/World History (10:10-10:55) Room 250
Lunch (11:00-11:45) Cafeteria
Period 5: Double Period Science with Third Years (11:50-1:20) Room 237
Period 6: Physical Education ( 1:25-2:10) Room 532 or Gymnasium
Period 10: Combined Home Economics with Third Years (Wed.) ( 2:15-3:00) Room 122
October 16, 2006
-Inui Sadaharu, Teacher Dorm Advisor
-Tezuka Kunimitsu, Dormitory A Leader
Fuji frowned as he finished glancing over it. This was bad, now that he gained a roommate, he would have to be more careful. Hopefully this Echizen guy wouldn't notice anything amiss.
He was pretty impressed though. While taking advance classes for a student in Seishen Academy was something that happened often in the school, usually a student would only take one advance class. Taking three advance classes was almost unheard of.
Not to mention he was in all the advance classes the guy had.
Wincing slightly, he flopped back on his bed. Well, he would have to clean a lot of things out for his new roommate- who was arriving tomorrow. He sighed.
At least now he had another victim to torture daily.
Tuesday, Tokyo International Hotel, Room 379, 6:48 A.M.
"Meow..."
Karupin jumped onto the bed and sat on his master's sleeping face.
1... 2... 3...
"ACK!- Kar- in!"
One Echizen Ryoma sat up gasping for breath. Coughing, he glared at the Himalayan cat, "Karupin, are you trying to kill me?!"
"Meow?"
Ryoma stared at his cat; the feline stared back at him.
Suddenly a ringing caused the boy to snap his attention to the source of the noise. It was his alarm clock. Looking at the time he realized it read 7:02. Piggy mentioned that he would be driving him to the school around 7-wait, what?!
Jumping out of bed with a yelp, he ran into the bathroom and got ready in ten minutes.
Checking and re-checking the room for anything he left behind took another five. (The room was pretty big.)
At 7:18 the door to the room was slammed shut as Ryoma raced to the lobby of the hotel with his belongings.
In front of Tokyo International Hotel, 7:20 A.M.
"Snort- Took long-snort enough-snort boy! Hurry-snort up or you'll-snort be late!"
Scowling as he got in the car, the boy muttered, "I know that you annoying rude mannered pig. Just shut up and drive"
If Piggy had heard his muttering, he made no sign of showing it as he drove Ryoma to his new boarding school. (Ryoma highly doubted that the pig man would've understood what he said in English anyways.)
"Boy,-snort your belongings-snort will be-snort sent to your-snort room. You are-snort to go to-snort the school office-snort for your-snort schedule.”
Ryoma nodded, already knowing what to do.
In front of Seishun Academy 7:40 A.M.
“Bye Karupin! See you after school at our new home,” Ryoma said before slamming the car door shut and rushing in to the school building.
Hanamura Aoi, the school secretary looked up as Ryoma came into the office panting and red in the face from running. “May I help you?”
“I’m here to pick up my schedule.”
“Ahh! You’re the new transferred student, Echizen Ryoma, correct?”
When she saw the boy give a nod, her expression brightened. Lifting a finger to push her glasses up, she bustled about until she found the boy’s schedule. “Would you like me to walk you to your first class?”
“Iie,” Ryoma answered, looking over his schedule.
“Aa… Well, run along then. You have two minutes to get to class.”
Upon hearing that, the boy’s eyes widen; he dashed out of the office and ran down a hallway.
‘Rooms 200-312’
He turned, and went down the hallway the sign pointed to.
“209… 215… 221…2-oof!”
Blinking, he realized he ran into somebody.
Fuji opened his mouth to snap at the black-haired boy who had dared to bump into him. But before he could say anything, the stranger let loose a string of colorful words before running off in the same direction he was heading.
He stood up and dusted off his pants; as he was about to walk off, he tripped for the second time that day.
He glared at the black binder at his feet. The boy had actually forgotten his binder and left it for him to trip on it! Oh, he was going to find out who this kid was…
Putting on his smiling mask again, he picked the binder up and strolled down the hallway to his math class as if nothing had happened earlier.
Ryoma burst into room 241.
Every head in the classroom turned his way.
“Who are you?” A man, obviously the teacher, asked him.
“Echizen Ryoma.”
“Ahh, I see. You’re the new student,” the teacher said as he scanned the boy for his materials. “Echizen-kun, you do realize that you need your materials for class, right?”
“Sensei, I-” Ryoma froze when he looked at his hands for his binder. He remembered that he had it with him when he was in the hallway.
As he was about to open his mouth to speak again, the door opened and his binder was suddenly thrown at him. He sensed someone glaring at him; he raised his head to look at annoyed sapphire eyes.
The teacher was startled when he saw Fuji Syusuke glare at the new student. Well, whatever the new student had done, he was sure it wasn’t too big. “F-Fuji-san, please have a seat.”
“Hai, Tatsuya-sensei,” Fuji turned and walked to his seat; practically the whole class was looking at him and Ryoma.
Honestly, what on earth did this new boy do to cause Fuji Syusuke, the resident sadist, to glare at him?
Ryoma wore a confused expression when looks of sympathy were cast at him. The people here were weird; his first day at the school and they were already looking at him like he was in trouble…
Tatsuya-sensei cleared his throat and turned to his class, “Students, this is Echizen Ryoma, a second year transferee who will be taking advance math with us. Please make him feel welcomed.”
However, right when the man finished his speech, the class had turned among themselves and chattered away.
Sensing that no one was going to show him where to sit, Ryoma scanned the room for a seat.
Unfortunately (or fortunately), the only free desk was behind the teen that was glaring at him earlier.
Letting out a sigh, he walked towards the empty seat. The mindless chatter suddenly stopped, and he found himself the center of attention again as he sat down in his newfound seat.
Fuji’s eyes had snapped open when Tatsuya-sensei introduced the boy to the class.
No way… this kid is his new roommate?!
Oh well, he though. At least he now had more options for revenge.
The fair-haired boy pulled out of his thoughts when he sensed someone sitting in the seat behind him. He was suddenly aware that more than twenty pair of eyes were looking at him… and the person behind him.
Everyone looked like they were waiting for him to do something.
He turned around just in time to see a look of confusion flash across Echizen’s face.
Fuji gave a mental chuckle. So his classmates were worried about what he would do to this boy.
“Maa… so you’re Echizen-kun.”
“Who are you?” was the blunt reply (question) he got.
A smirk.
“Fuji Syusuke, yoroshiku,” he answered before turning back to face the front.
The class seemed relieved as they turned back to their previous activities.
One conversation caught Ryoma’s attention.
“We can’t let Echizen-san be Fuji-senpai’s victim. We can’t,” this was said by a tall spiky-haired boy.
Senpai? Did that mean that this boy was taking this math class as an advance class as well?
“Fssshuuu… Dumbass, do you think you can actually stop Fuji-senpai?” Another boy with lanky limbs countered.
“What did you call me, Mamushi?!”
“You heard w-”
Ryoma turned away from the two and observed the rest of his class. It seemed math class was more of a gossip palace than a class.
“-hear? Matsumi-kun from Dorm B finally admitted that he was dating Hana Megumi-san from the sister school!”
“Eh? Lucky guy! I wish I had a girlf-”
“Wahh… We get our English test back today… I bet I failed it…”
“-and she slapped me!”
“Whoa, no way!”
Sighing for the umpteenth time that day, Ryoma tuned everything out and buried his head in his arms. He might as well take a nap.
Ryoma did not wake up after the bell rang until someone shouted for him to wake up.
“Oi! Echizen-san, wake up, class is over!”
The boy groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes groggily.
“Oi! Kid, you’re going to be late!”
The cat-eyed boy turned to the speaker. It was the spiky haired boy.
“Ha?” came Ryoma’s (un)intelligent reply.
“I believe Momoshiro-san said that you will be late to double period English if you don’t get moving soon,” a soft voice said.
The spiky haired boy-Momoshiro- froze and stared at the person who last spoke. “Ahaha… Fuji-sempai has double period English next, ne? I’ll leave Echizen-san with you then. Ja ne!”
A trail of dust was left behind as Momoshiro ran out of the classroom.
Fuji chuckled softly as he walked out of room 241, closing the door as he exited.
The only occupant in the room blinked.
…How did this Fuji person know that he had double period English next?
Ring.
“Shit!” Ryoma exclaimed as he heard the ball for the start of second period ring. He jumped out of his seat with his stuff and ran to the door. Ryoma reached out to fling it open…
Only to find it locked.
T.B.C.
Note: I don’t know anything about how Japanese school schedule works, so I just settle with a schedule kind of like mine. I did make some adjustments though.
I hope you like it, and thanks for reading. Please review!
First Unrevised Version 6.27.07
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Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis
"Bold" English
"Italics" Thoughts, Flashbacks, Important Stuff, etc
"Normal" Japanese when use for dialogue
Recap
"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.
When the Line Breaks
By Sweet Obsidian Rain
Chapter Two: Roommates
"When the line breaks, everything becomes forbidden;
Just as it is forbidden to break the line." Monday, Seishun Academy, Dormitory A: Room 411, 11:27 P.M.
A hiss of pain was heard from the only occupant in the room.
Fuji Syusuke winced as he peeled his soiled shirt off his body. The wound on his side reopened as he threw his shirt off to the side. He would have to get rid of it later; it wouldn't do if anyone saw it.
Quickly reaching for the rubbing alcohol and box of cotton balls, Fuji started to clean his bleeding wound. Pouring a good amount of alcohol onto a cotton ball, he pressed it against the gash across his abdomen.
The beating had been worse than usual; something had caused... the man to be in an extremely bad mood.
He had almost used father. The man who treated him so cruelly deserved no such title. Hell, the man wasn't even related to him by blood. Damn his mother for re-marrying and then dying. He didn't blame her though; she never saw the cruel side of this man.
But Fuji had to admit that he was glad that he went back to the hide out today. The beating would've been much worse than the one he received today had he returned there a day late.
Bandaging his wound with skillful hands, the fair-haired stood up to discard anything that was blood stained. Picking up his shirt with a grimace he tossed it into a plastic bag with the used cotton balls in them. He dropped the bag into the trash after tying it up tightly. Double checking for any blood stained objects, he washed his hands and took a look at the pile of letters he received today.
Fuji threw half of the letters into the dustbin without a glance. No doubt they were all from fan girls (from other schools) with the perfumed and decorated envelops.
As he sorted threw the other letters though, one slip of paper caught his attention. It was from the dormitory office.
His ever-closed eyes snapped open as he scanned the contents on the slip of paper.
To Fuji Syusuke-san
Fuji-san, we have a transferred student from America. Starting tomorrow, he will be your new roommate. We expect you to be polite and helpful to this student; make sure he feels welcomed to this school. Below is what you need to know about him.
Name: Echizen Ryoma (Second Year)
Dorm A: Room 411
Advance classes: English, math, and science
Schedule:
Monday, Tuesday, and Friday:
Period 1: Math with Third Years (7:45-8:30) Room 241
Period 2&3: Double Period English with Third Years (8:35-10:05) Room 243
Period 4: Social Studies/World History (10:10-10:55) Room 250
Lunch (11:00-11:45) Cafeteria
Period 5: Science with Third Years (11:50-12:35) Room 237
Period 6: Physical Education (12:40-1:25) Room 532 or Gymnasium
Period 7: Home Base/Break (1:30-2:15) Room 213
Period 8: Related Arts; Combined Choir with Third Years (2:20-3:05) Room 478
Wednesday and Thursday:
Period 1: Math with Third Years (7:45-8:30) Room 241
Period 9&7: Art/Home Base/Break (8:35-10:05) Room 213
Period 4: Social Studies/World History (10:10-10:55) Room 250
Lunch (11:00-11:45) Cafeteria
Period 5: Double Period Science with Third Years (11:50-1:20) Room 237
Period 6: Physical Education ( 1:25-2:10) Room 532 or Gymnasium
Period 10: Combined Home Economics with Third Years (Wed.) ( 2:15-3:00) Room 122
October 16, 2006
-Inui Sadaharu, Teacher Dorm Advisor
-Tezuka Kunimitsu, Dormitory A Leader
Fuji frowned as he finished glancing over it. This was bad, now that he gained a roommate, he would have to be more careful. Hopefully this Echizen guy wouldn't notice anything amiss.
He was pretty impressed though. While taking advance classes for a student in Seishen Academy was something that happened often in the school, usually a student would only take one advance class. Taking three advance classes was almost unheard of.
Not to mention he was in all the advance classes the guy had.
Wincing slightly, he flopped back on his bed. Well, he would have to clean a lot of things out for his new roommate- who was arriving tomorrow. He sighed.
At least now he had another victim to torture daily.
Tuesday, Tokyo International Hotel, Room 379, 6:48 A.M.
"Meow..."
Karupin jumped onto the bed and sat on his master's sleeping face.
1... 2... 3...
"ACK!- Kar- in!"
One Echizen Ryoma sat up gasping for breath. Coughing, he glared at the Himalayan cat, "Karupin, are you trying to kill me?!"
"Meow?"
Ryoma stared at his cat; the feline stared back at him.
Suddenly a ringing caused the boy to snap his attention to the source of the noise. It was his alarm clock. Looking at the time he realized it read 7:02. Piggy mentioned that he would be driving him to the school around 7-wait, what?!
Jumping out of bed with a yelp, he ran into the bathroom and got ready in ten minutes.
Checking and re-checking the room for anything he left behind took another five. (The room was pretty big.)
At 7:18 the door to the room was slammed shut as Ryoma raced to the lobby of the hotel with his belongings.
In front of Tokyo International Hotel, 7:20 A.M.
"Snort- Took long-snort enough-snort boy! Hurry-snort up or you'll-snort be late!"
Scowling as he got in the car, the boy muttered, "I know that you annoying rude mannered pig. Just shut up and drive"
If Piggy had heard his muttering, he made no sign of showing it as he drove Ryoma to his new boarding school. (Ryoma highly doubted that the pig man would've understood what he said in English anyways.)
"Boy,-snort your belongings-snort will be-snort sent to your-snort room. You are-snort to go to-snort the school office-snort for your-snort schedule.”
Ryoma nodded, already knowing what to do.
In front of Seishun Academy 7:40 A.M.
“Bye Karupin! See you after school at our new home,” Ryoma said before slamming the car door shut and rushing in to the school building.
Hanamura Aoi, the school secretary looked up as Ryoma came into the office panting and red in the face from running. “May I help you?”
“I’m here to pick up my schedule.”
“Ahh! You’re the new transferred student, Echizen Ryoma, correct?”
When she saw the boy give a nod, her expression brightened. Lifting a finger to push her glasses up, she bustled about until she found the boy’s schedule. “Would you like me to walk you to your first class?”
“Iie,” Ryoma answered, looking over his schedule.
“Aa… Well, run along then. You have two minutes to get to class.”
Upon hearing that, the boy’s eyes widen; he dashed out of the office and ran down a hallway.
‘Rooms 200-312’
He turned, and went down the hallway the sign pointed to.
“209… 215… 221…2-oof!”
Blinking, he realized he ran into somebody.
Fuji opened his mouth to snap at the black-haired boy who had dared to bump into him. But before he could say anything, the stranger let loose a string of colorful words before running off in the same direction he was heading.
He stood up and dusted off his pants; as he was about to walk off, he tripped for the second time that day.
He glared at the black binder at his feet. The boy had actually forgotten his binder and left it for him to trip on it! Oh, he was going to find out who this kid was…
Putting on his smiling mask again, he picked the binder up and strolled down the hallway to his math class as if nothing had happened earlier.
Ryoma burst into room 241.
Every head in the classroom turned his way.
“Who are you?” A man, obviously the teacher, asked him.
“Echizen Ryoma.”
“Ahh, I see. You’re the new student,” the teacher said as he scanned the boy for his materials. “Echizen-kun, you do realize that you need your materials for class, right?”
“Sensei, I-” Ryoma froze when he looked at his hands for his binder. He remembered that he had it with him when he was in the hallway.
As he was about to open his mouth to speak again, the door opened and his binder was suddenly thrown at him. He sensed someone glaring at him; he raised his head to look at annoyed sapphire eyes.
The teacher was startled when he saw Fuji Syusuke glare at the new student. Well, whatever the new student had done, he was sure it wasn’t too big. “F-Fuji-san, please have a seat.”
“Hai, Tatsuya-sensei,” Fuji turned and walked to his seat; practically the whole class was looking at him and Ryoma.
Honestly, what on earth did this new boy do to cause Fuji Syusuke, the resident sadist, to glare at him?
Ryoma wore a confused expression when looks of sympathy were cast at him. The people here were weird; his first day at the school and they were already looking at him like he was in trouble…
Tatsuya-sensei cleared his throat and turned to his class, “Students, this is Echizen Ryoma, a second year transferee who will be taking advance math with us. Please make him feel welcomed.”
However, right when the man finished his speech, the class had turned among themselves and chattered away.
Sensing that no one was going to show him where to sit, Ryoma scanned the room for a seat.
Unfortunately (or fortunately), the only free desk was behind the teen that was glaring at him earlier.
Letting out a sigh, he walked towards the empty seat. The mindless chatter suddenly stopped, and he found himself the center of attention again as he sat down in his newfound seat.
Fuji’s eyes had snapped open when Tatsuya-sensei introduced the boy to the class.
No way… this kid is his new roommate?!
Oh well, he though. At least he now had more options for revenge.
The fair-haired boy pulled out of his thoughts when he sensed someone sitting in the seat behind him. He was suddenly aware that more than twenty pair of eyes were looking at him… and the person behind him.
Everyone looked like they were waiting for him to do something.
He turned around just in time to see a look of confusion flash across Echizen’s face.
Fuji gave a mental chuckle. So his classmates were worried about what he would do to this boy.
“Maa… so you’re Echizen-kun.”
“Who are you?” was the blunt reply (question) he got.
A smirk.
“Fuji Syusuke, yoroshiku,” he answered before turning back to face the front.
The class seemed relieved as they turned back to their previous activities.
One conversation caught Ryoma’s attention.
“We can’t let Echizen-san be Fuji-senpai’s victim. We can’t,” this was said by a tall spiky-haired boy.
Senpai? Did that mean that this boy was taking this math class as an advance class as well?
“Fssshuuu… Dumbass, do you think you can actually stop Fuji-senpai?” Another boy with lanky limbs countered.
“What did you call me, Mamushi?!”
“You heard w-”
Ryoma turned away from the two and observed the rest of his class. It seemed math class was more of a gossip palace than a class.
“-hear? Matsumi-kun from Dorm B finally admitted that he was dating Hana Megumi-san from the sister school!”
“Eh? Lucky guy! I wish I had a girlf-”
“Wahh… We get our English test back today… I bet I failed it…”
“-and she slapped me!”
“Whoa, no way!”
Sighing for the umpteenth time that day, Ryoma tuned everything out and buried his head in his arms. He might as well take a nap.
Ryoma did not wake up after the bell rang until someone shouted for him to wake up.
“Oi! Echizen-san, wake up, class is over!”
The boy groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes groggily.
“Oi! Kid, you’re going to be late!”
The cat-eyed boy turned to the speaker. It was the spiky haired boy.
“Ha?” came Ryoma’s (un)intelligent reply.
“I believe Momoshiro-san said that you will be late to double period English if you don’t get moving soon,” a soft voice said.
The spiky haired boy-Momoshiro- froze and stared at the person who last spoke. “Ahaha… Fuji-sempai has double period English next, ne? I’ll leave Echizen-san with you then. Ja ne!”
A trail of dust was left behind as Momoshiro ran out of the classroom.
Fuji chuckled softly as he walked out of room 241, closing the door as he exited.
The only occupant in the room blinked.
…How did this Fuji person know that he had double period English next?
Ring.
“Shit!” Ryoma exclaimed as he heard the ball for the start of second period ring. He jumped out of his seat with his stuff and ran to the door. Ryoma reached out to fling it open…
Only to find it locked.
T.B.C.
Note: I don’t know anything about how Japanese school schedule works, so I just settle with a schedule kind of like mine. I did make some adjustments though.
I hope you like it, and thanks for reading. Please review!
First Unrevised Version 6.27.07
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