I know, I know… I know what you guys are gonna say. Why on earth am I updating after a year and 10 months? Well, first I want to say that I'm sorry for updating way too long. The duration of the hiatus was like I have abandoned the story. I really experienced writer's block and lacked Prince of Tennis inspiration. And I seriously am sorry for the LOOOONG wait. D:
But anyway, I'm really really happy that I am able to update before the hiatus gets to it's 2nd year. XD
Without further ado, here is Chapter 17. Enjoy! :D
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"What do you want from me?"
A guy chuckled evilly as he threw his cigarette somewhere to his right. He walked towards the girl, and held her chin. "Don't be stingy, Miss Beautiful."
The girl glared at the guy. "Tch. If you were in my shoes right now, you'd understand. But duh… you're not." She retorted.
"Oh ho. Based on my two years of kidnapping experience, the girls tend to be afraid, begging for their freedom." The guy bragged proudly, as he lessened the distance between his face and the girl's.
"And you were expecting me to do that?" she asked nonchalantly.
"I didn't actually expect anything. That thought just popped on my mind." He gave a charismatic smile.
The girl rolled her eyes in disgust. "You know if you don't have anything else to do, why don't you just let me go?"
"Tsk. I can't do that, Miss. I'm a hired kidnapper after all."
The door slowly swung open.
"Just in time." The guy uttered, as he saw the person who just came in. "Miss, meet my client." The guy gestured his hand in a gentleman manner, presenting his client to his victim.
The girl's eyes widened. "Y-you," she stuttered.
"Well, my job here is done. Bye, Miss Beautiful." The kidnapper said, waving his hand as he walked out.
"W-wait!"
The new guy chuckled. "Hello, honey. Let's have some fun, okay?" He stated maliciously, a lustful aura enveloped around the guy, forcefully giving an angelic smile. He walked near her.
"What? Wait! NO! HELP!" the girl screamed, desperately trying to call for help.
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"Wow… poor girl. She's gonna be raped by her own fiancé." A lad commented on the movie that he was watching. "How is that even possible?"
"I'm home!"
"Welcome back." He yelled back to his mom as she slammed the doors shut behind her.
"Oh. Riku, you're back early, I see." The middle-aged woman spoke as she found her youngest son watching television.
"Same goes to you, mom. And the rest of the family, I guess." The teen named 'Riku' replied.
"I see. Is Mayumi back?" The woman asked, wondering if their usual early bird had also arrived. The rest of the family, besides Mayumi, usually came home late. Today was believed to be an exception.
The boy only shook his head and went back to watching the show on television.
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"What do you want from me?" Mayumi immediately cringed after those words left her lips. Ugh. Classic cliché kidnapped victim line! Point one for Mayumi for her outstanding originality! YAY!
NOT.
"Nothing." A guy with a masked on answered.
Mayumi's eyebrows twitched.
"Then why am I here?" Seriously this guy was definitely idiotic. He just said 'Nothing'! How could that reason out why she was somewhere unknown to her. 'Say nothing again, and I will definitely find a way to get out of these friggin' cuffs and will bludgeon you to death.' She thought.
"Because I have this sibling who wants to do something to you."
"And why?" Oh. So, some other person wanted to do something to her. Oh great. Weee… Not. Whoever this person was, she was pretty sure she hadn't met him at all. She couldn't remember anyone who could look similar to the lad in front of her.
The guy shrugged. "Beats me."
Mayumi rolled her eyes in , for the love of God. People didn't make enough sense anymore.
"But, you know, you're pretty." The guy mused as he held her chin gently. "Let's have some fun while waiting for that person to arrive." He smirked, slowly lessening the gap between their faces.
Their faces were just about three inches away from each other and Mayumi couldn't help but have the urge to back away but she couldn't. She seriously didn't like where this was going.
"Nii-sama, what do you think you're doing?" a feminine yet firm voice came.
Mayumi and the guy turned to the door and found a girl with jet-black hair standing with pride.
"Nothing in particular." The lad smiled cutely at his sister.
"Wait. Is she the one who-" he nodded before Mayumi could finish her question. "Now, this is scary." Mayumi uttered, with an 'I-am-going-to-hell-ain't-I?' tone.
He moved away and patted her shoulder. "I know. Good luck, Miss Beautiful." He whispered, then stood up and went out of the room.
Mayumi sweatdropped. "Thanks?" she unsurely replied.
"Now, if it isn't Fujiwara Mayumi-san." The girl who just came in spoke.
"Hello." Keeping her cool, Mayumi answered.
"I'm Tsujimura Izumi. Third year in Yamabuki class B." she introduced herself coolly.
"Uh…" Mayumi was uncertain if she should reply or what. "Nice to meet you."
What the hell was she doing here? She was supposed to be home by now!
"Why am I here?" she asked. "Because I really need to go home. My parents might be looking for me." She reasoned out.
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"I was thinking about you. Thinking about me. Thinking about us. What we're gonna be."
Singing Karaoke
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"On the second thought, they're probably not home yet." The victim guessed.
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"It was only just a dream!"
Singing Karaoke
"Here's some food!" Mom came in with food in hand.
"Oh yeah!" The three brothers rejoiced upon sight of the food.
…At HOME
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"Don't worry, Mayumi-san. You'll be back before you know it." Izumi assured her as she snapped her fingers."After I torment you, that is."
'Okay, at times like this, I wish I was a masochist.' Mayumi thought scornfully as she leveled a disturbed stare at the girl in front of her.
"Wait. Can't we talk this out?" Mayumi rose. "I mean, I don't even know why I have to be tormented by someone who I just met a few minutes ago."
"Oh right. I forgot about that." Izumi laughed at herself cutely…
…which made Mayumi sweatdrop and at least sighed in relief.
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"Okay. So you're saying that they guy you like is my boyfriend?" the victim started summarizing what the suspect had told her. "And by making me suffer, the girlfriend, you'd just let him go and live a content life?"
The other lass nodded enthusiastically like a little kid being asked if she wanted a candy.
Mayumi scratched the back of her head in a 'this-is-so-not-happening' manner. This was definitely getting to her nerves. "Let me guess. This guy that you like, is he Sengoku?"
"Like duh. Who else would it be?" the black-haired girl immediately retorted, then a thought came to her.
"Are you telling me you have someone else? How dare you cheat on Sengoku-sama!" Izumi grabbed the other's neck, effectively cutting her supply of oxygen.
The brunette coughed. "No! You got it all wrong." Sengoku-sama, eh? Wow, she really was a fangirl.
"What do you mean 'wrong'? I know everything about you two!" This girlfriend sure ticked her off. How dare she deny her relationship with the person she longed for yet didn't have?
"Oh, woe is her."
"Just listen to me." Okay, this pretty black-haired girl was not a fangirl, she was worse… she was a stalker.
"NO! I don't like you in the first place. I think it's better to make you suffer right this instant." Izumi said, a wooden bed with barb wires on top suddenly appeared in the room with other electronic tormenting equipments.
"SENGOKU'S NOT MY BOYFRINED!" Pissed, Mayumi yelled. 'Seriously, this girl is even WORSE then a crazy-ass stalker. She's a total whack-job who's got her panties in a knot. Geez. Doesn't she know she's going to jail for this? Crazy ass stalker whack-job from hell. I wonder what's for dinner tonight.' She thought.
Izumi paused, as she let go of the victim, and so were the rest of the machines. "What did you say?"
Mayumi's eyes twitched. Oh, if she wasn't tied up, she would most definitely beat the person in front of her 'til she was half dead. "He's not my boyfriend."
Couldn't believe what she just heard, the raven haired girl spoke, "B-but… how?"
"You got the wrong information, that's for sure. And you call yourself a stalker." She glared. "Now, let me go before I could free myself and kick your good for nothing ass, Tsujimura-san." Mayumi warned. She was upset and she couldn't stand it any longer.
As if manipulated by Mayumi's angry eyes, Izumi untied the other teen's hands.
"Thanks." The brunette stated, rubbing her sore wrists and neck, and stood up.
"Sorry." The other girl apologized, embarrassed on what she had done and what she would have done.
"Don't say any more. Not even a word. It's okay. I'll just forget what just happened." The supposed victim of the situation said nonchalantly, her back facing the other.
Mayumi walked out of the god-forsaken room and walked on the hallway.
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Okay, first of all, she should figure out where she was.
…
'Where the hell is this place?' She thought all too loudly that she probably ended up whispering the thought. She made it to a certain hall, which made her cock an eyebrow. This place looked like… like a hotel. Oh for the love of- ! The spot was definitely familiar but no matter how hard she ransacked her mind to come up with the hotel's name she still came up with nothing. She shrugged as she went out of the hall and back to the corridor.
Mayumi stomped her way through the hallway after remembering that she was dragged for a very childish reason that it made her sick and just want to die. Well, not really. But she was absolutely not in the mood for such stupid acts. 'Argh… my life.'
"STUPID WOMAN. STUPID OBSESSION. STUPID SENGOKU." Mayumi continued walking, more like stomping, and was about to take a right turn…
…but bumped into someone.
Good grief.
She fell on her butt. Yeah, REALLY sucked to be her.
"Ow." Her eyes shut due to the impact, and titled her head up, as if telling life that she surrendered.
"Sorry, miss." The person she bumped into apologized, eyes closed too, also due to the impact when his butt was introduced to the floor, as he rubbed his bottom back.
"It's okay." Mayumi opened her eyes and faced the other person. Her eyes widened.
"Kojirou?" She uttered, uncertain.
The guy opened her eyes and faced the girl, "Mayumi-san?" He called her name in disbelief.
Mayumi sat properly and so did the guy.
"Why are you here?" the lass asked in confusion, wasn't he having a training camp?
"I should be asking the same thing. Shouldn't you be at home right now?" Saeki answered and asked.
Mayumi turned her head to the right and forced a laugh. "Yeah," she replied. "But since I got kidnapped by a stalker, I ended up here." She mumbled to no one but herself.
"What was that?" the silver-haired lad pardoned, not hearing what the girl just murmured.
"Nothing. " She immediately responded, as she quickly faced him with a forced smile.
"Ah, anyway, where are we?" Mayumi asked the lad after remembering her situation.
"TsujiHana hotel." Saeki answered. The thought why the girl before him didn't know the place she was in probably slipped his mind.
"Oh." She held her chin with her right hand and supported the said arm with her left. So she was quite far from her home. Damn that whackjob of a stalker for dragging her to quite a far place. Shit.
"The others are in the conference room. We were going to talk about today's evaluation on our performance. Why don't you go see them before you go home, Mayumi-san." Saeki suggested, pointing the way to the said room.
"S-sure." She reluctantly answered.
And both of them started walking.
Was it really alright to go see them? They would most likely ask her what she was doing here. How on earth was she going to explain all of this … cow crap?
After a minute or two of walking, they were at the front of the door where everyone was.
"We're here." Saeki said.
Mayumi looked at the door. "So, this is it." She then looked at the corridor again and found a very familiar girl in a kimono.
She froze.
"E-eh?" Mayumi exclaimed, pointing at the said girl. The last person she wanted to see right now was right in front of her.
"Y-y-you!" Mayumi stuttered.
Saeki noticed Mayumi's strange behavior, so he faced where the lass was watching. "Ah. Tsujimura-san." He named the girl who just arrived. "It seems like you two met already, Mayumi-san." Saeki guessed, basing on the lass's reaction.
"You know her?" The brunette asked the silver-haired teen in surprise.
"Of course!" his smiled. "She's the daughter of this hotel's owner. She's been taking care of us during our stay."
Mayumi's eyes widened. "W-what?" Once again, she stuttered. Oh no, she just fought with this place's probable heir.
The jet black-haired girl smiled in a lady-like manner.
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"So you're having a sleepover with Tsujimura-san?" Eiji repeated.
Izumi only answered "Yes" to the red-head in Mayumi's stead.
As if in a trauma, 'Th-this can't be happening.' She thought to herself. Mayumi went outside calmly and ran to the garden at her limit speed.
She stopped and leaned on her knees to get some air. Yeah, she was definitely out of breath.
After getting all the air that she needed, she sighed.
"THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" she screamed her lungs out. Damn her life.
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Alright!
Seriously, I am sooo curious whether you really enjoyed the story. I mean, it has been almost two years and I don't know if you still remembered the story line or what. In the deepest part of my hypothalamus, I really hope that you enjoyed the chapter.
I hope that the chapter was worth the wait. So, in order for me to know, please do review. ^^ No, I'm not a review-whore. I just want to know what you guys think after waiting for 1 year and 10 months for this chapter. And besides, I feel like my writing sucked out big time. T_T It's sad. :(
That's all. –bows-