The Seigaku members and a few of Team 2 were scattered outside the room where Ryouko was brought.
The scene in the courts was hectic and they merely watched as bystanders since offering help might just worsen the situation. Ichidou was frantic when he was informed that Ryouko couldn't stand.
Licht was the one who carried her back to the white building. She was so embarrassed that she thought of feigning unconsciousness but fainting in that sort of situation will only make it worse. She stared helplessly above Licht's shoulder when Ichidou took out a cellphone and starting browsing through the screen. He's not going to call anyone, is he? If the Elders wind up learning about this incident, they might send escorts to drag her back to England.
All of a sudden, she saw Ryoma take the phone from Ichidou's hands. "What are you doing?" Ichidou said angrily. As she was carried away, she wasn't able to hear more. "I don't have a good feeling about this..." She thought as she held onto the fabric of Licht's coat.
In the court, Ryoma began to confront Ichidou. He looked at himsquarely in the eyes, tyring to sound as sincere as possible.
"Calling anyone won't help. There's a medical team here and Ryouko will be tended to appropriately so don't worry. Ryouko will probably want to keep this incident a secret from the rest of your family members. You know how her head works, do you? You shouldn't push her off the edge. She's tired enough. Give her some time to explain herself, okay?" Ryoma told him calmly.
Ichidou narrowed his green eyes at Ryoma's bronze-gold ones and felt a burst of annoyance. He's always like that; keeping his nose into Ryouko's business and yet unable to uphold the responsibility that came with it!
"Ryoma." Ichidou said.
"What?" Ryoma replied.
"Clench your teeth." Ichidou told him.
Before Ryoma could react, Ichidou threw a fist at his left cheek. Ryoma staggered backwards, struggling to keep his balance. He stared numbly at Ichidou and placed a hand on his cheek, the punch leaving a stinging pain on it.
The girls screamed when Ichidou suddenly punched Ryoma. The others looked surprised and stared, quite dumbfounded.
"Ach. That looks painful." Sengoku commented, closing one eye and grimacing.
"Oi!" Momoshiro yelled and elbowed his way to them with every intention to break off the fight. Kaidoh was going to interefere as well.
"Daijoubu desu, Momo-senpai, Kaidoh-senpai. Jamashinaide kudasai. (I'm alright, Momo-senpai, Kaidoh-senpai. Please don't interrupt us.)" Ryoma told them as he noticed his seniors coming his way.
Both Momoshiro and Kaidoh stopped on their tracks. Ryoma's tone sounded serious.
"Sorry, but I just had to do that. You probably understand the reason without me telling you, right?" Ichidou told him.
"Yea." Ryoma answered, wiping the corner of his lips with the knuckle of his right forefinger. There's a bit of blood. He can taste it from the side of his mouth.
"Riyuu desuka? (Reason?)" A tiny voice suddenly rang from behind them. Ryuzaki Sakuno marched towards them, shaking but determined.
"Just what reason do you have for hitting someone on the face so suddenly?" She said, clearly upset.
"That's right! Just what kind of a logic is that? Ryoma-sama didn't do anything to deserve a punch!" Tomoka agreed, walking to Sakuno's side.
Sakuno looked at Ichidou squarely, her hands closed into fists. "Ayamatte kudasai. (Please apologize.)"
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Tennis no Ojou-sama: A Prince of Tennis Fan Fiction
FanfictionTotally alike to the point that they hate each other, Echizen Ryoma and Fujioka Ryouko became rivals at a very early age. Reunited after being separated from each other at age nine, will rivalry at the most precious sport of their lives still get i...
