Rikkaidai's Newest Regular | A Prince of Tennis Fanfiction

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|Seiichi's POV|

I woke up with a gasp, seeing the world spin. My hands were clutching the sheets, legs tangled in the blankets, my whole body sweating. My body was on fire, and my indigo locks were pressed to my forehead.

I panted heavily, hands searching in the dark for my blaring phone. I looked and felt my insides crash.

Top floor. 3rd bedroom on the right. Red orb. Flashing. 

Fuck.

They made their first move.

Harming my Ryo-kun.

I am going to kill them! 

I tossed my covers off, feeling the dizziness wear off as I hurriedly dialled 119, set off the fire alarm, and turning on all the lights using my phone, as I ran to the basement.

I suddenly stilled.  A knife pinned a small chunk of my hair to the wall. My eyes narrowed dangerously.

"What do you want, Juchiro?" I asked calmly, voice dripping with venom. It masked my true feelings.

He laughed.

"I would like to...apologize...you can say, for harming your pet. My goal was just for Sora to be harmed. Coincidence, ne?" His silky voice murmured, his iconic silver blue eyes glowing in the darkness. 

My heart pounded. The switch is so near....And yet....

"Juchiro..." I growled, eyes staring at the switch intently. "Do not waste my time. If Ryoma is harmed, I will kill you."

He sauntered to the switch, hands twirling a gun.  His eyes gazed at me like I was its prey.

"Oooo. Very impatient, hm?" Juchiro teased lightly, using the hilt of the gun to circle the switch. "Wasn't that much when he nearly died, oui? Your former pet?" 

I bit down my anger and masked it with a sharp laugh. 

I'm insane, I decided.

"Do! Not! Waste! My! Time!" I shrieked.

And I ran towards him, slamming my body onto his. I was on top of him, my legs intertwined with his. My graceful fingers had gripped the switch and flicked it up. The drizzle of water trailed down my face, soon soaking our clothes. I breathed a sigh of relief. 

However, my actions did have consequences. 

I felt the gun being pressed against my forehead. 

"Don't move, Seii-chan~~" Juchiro whispered in my ear. 

His other hand gripped my throat.

"You want to live, pretty boy?" Juchiro taunted. "Then give it to me, Seiichi. You know what I'm talking about. The password."

Violet eyes met silvery blues.

I looked away.

My hands grasped my long sleeves tightly. I was still wearing my pyjamas. My locks shielded my eyes.

Blackmail, blackmail, blackmail! I thought frantically.

"Do you love Sakuno?" I asked softly, but suddenly.

His hand that was on my throat faltered. 

"I..." His eyes were wide. Then they hardened. "Why? How do you know about her? Tell me the password or else I'll kill you!"

I only laughed - again. 

"You dumbass~~" I muttered. "If you killed me, Sora will kill you. Did you really think they chose him due to luck? Sora isn't dead. You'll never get the heir position. And our side won't lose. Not in the business world, not in court. Don't you know who Ryoma Echizen is? Do you?"

His eyes flickered with doubt.

"Keigo has her hostage. Your precious Sakuno Ryusaki. She'll be killed in exactly 24 hours, if he haven't heard from me in that time frame," I buffed. 

His hand loosened in shock.

I lashed out, backhanding him across the face, tugging the gun out of his hands. Punching his nose bridge, I quickly stood up, pointing the gun in his face the whole time.

"Turn around, and walk out. Do not ever let me catch sight of you again. I will spare you this time, as we were childhood friends, but this is the most I'll give you. Go away. Leave us alone," I said coldly. "You were nothing but a pawn. Remember that, Juchiro Iida."

He looked at me, eyes glinting with fury. But he did as he was told. As I looked at his disappearing figure, I suddenly feel the fatigue and worry slam into me.

Ryoma....Oh Ryo-kun....Are you alright?

I climbbed up the stairs, and rushed to their room. To my infinite relief, they - especially Ryoma - were mostly unharmed, though I did see a small burn on his face. The regulars looked at me with surprise.

"......Seiichi....Why do you have a gun in your hand?" Genichirou asked me, voice laced with shock. 

I looked down. And shrugged. I tossed it aside.

"No reason."

As I shooed the regulars out, I did a quick check of them do make sure they were mostly fine, before sitting softly on Ryoma's bed, cradling his head. He arms automatically reached for mine, and his face nuzzled my chest. 

"...Mm....Seiichi..." Ryoma whispered.

I smiled softly at him. 

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Message to: _KeiSama_ , |SyuuJi|

From: xXYukiiSeiiXx

Juchiro's out of the game. One down, 6 to go. 

A/N: Honestly, I'm so sorry for the late updates. It's just that this is report cards season for me, and everything is due soon. My grade slipped on one of the assignments, and I have to get 90s in everything else to make up for it. So yeah. I'll try my best to fit in updates, but I think that there will be stretches in between. 

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