Amusement Parks - Prince of Tennis - Oneshot

“Kaito-sama, what are you doing?” the house nurse cried out in surprise when Kaito made a move to get out of bed.

“I feel perfectly fine,” he said and continued to stand up stubbornly. His left leg almost gave in when he stood up, but he caught himself in time.

“Where are you going? Kaito-sama, your leg is not fine enough to move around,” the nurse said and Kaito tried to block out her complaints as he went to dress himself.

“I have an important date today, and nothing will stop me,” he said, irritated at the nurse. The nurse saw his serious expression and instantly shuts up.

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“Masako, there’s a phone call for you,” Kuririn called from the living room with a smile. Masako curiously came out from her room and reached for the phone, purposefully ignoring Masataka who was grumpily switching the movie channels in front of the TV, grounded after last night’s events.

“Hello, Masako speaking,” she said slowly.

“Masako-chan.”

“Kaito-niisan!” she quickly said, recognizing the voice. A wide smile grew in her face. “Are you feeling better?” she asked and glared at Masataka who ignored it.

“I am fine now; the doctor said I am all healed.”

“Did he? I am so glad to hear it.”

“Whatever he said, I am not glad to hear it,” Masataka yelled out loud. Masako scowled and carry the phone away from the living room and into the kitchen where her mother was making lunch. She sat on a dining chair and switched the phone to her right hand.

“So I was thinking that I will still bring you to the amusement park today,” he said.

Masako could not believe her ears.

“R-really?”

“Of course. An Atobe never breaks a promise.”

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“Have fun and stay safe,” Kuririn said fifteen minutes later.

“We will, Kuririn-baasan,” Kaito said and held out a hand for a blushing Masako. He held the door of the limo open for her and got in after her.

“Ah, such a gentleman,” Kuririn sighed.

“I wouldn’t trust him so easily, Mama,” Masataka said with a scowl.

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“Kaito-niisan! I want to ride that, that, that, that, and that,” Masako said, excitedly pointing at everything in view.

“We will try anything you want,” he said. He was aware that eyes were looking at them. It was after all, a rare sight to see a couple of kids being surrounded by black-suited, weapon-bearing, bodyguards in real life. Such things are only seen in movies.

Kaito wasn’t sure is Masako feels comfortable with everyone staring at them like that, but she looked like she doesn’t really care, so he was relieved.

“What are we waiting for, let’s go then!” she pulled at his hand and made him try all the rides.

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After the nth ride that day, Kaito can feel his legs shaking and pain resumed shooting down his left leg, but he gritted his teeth when Masako went to stand beside him. He did not want to burst her bubble just because of some pain.

“Niisan, do you want to rest now? I am hungry,” she said and he nodded. They walked along the street trying to look for the bodyguards’ waiting place and a nearby restaurant when Kaito suddenly feel what felt like an electric jolt running down his left leg.

He stumbled and Masako quickly held him up before he can hit the ground.

“Niisan? What’s wrong?” she asked and he shook his head, steadying himself on both legs again. Masako caught the growing red stain in his pants though and quickly brought him over to sit at a bench.

“Niisan, your leg is bleeding,” she said worriedly and rolled up his pants to his knees. The bandage that was keeping the injury in place was dyed red with his blood. “You weren’t okay! Why did you lie? Niisan, you’re still hurt!”

“I am sorry. I just didn’t want to… disappoint you…” he said as he struggled not to just scream in pain.

Masako’s eyes began to water.

“Kaito-niisan, don’t be stupid… Th-this is all… my fault,” she sobbed. “I am so so-sorry…”

Kaito gave a wary smile and pulled Masako to sit at the bench next to him.

“It’s not your fault, Masako-chan,” he reassured her as he pats the top of her head.

“B-but…”

“I just wanted to make you happy,” he said, his skin even paler than before and cold sweat running down his forehead. Masako needed to quickly find help, but her fear numbed her senses as she saw him slipping deeper and deeper into unconsciousness.

Everything slowed down around her. She could hardly feel it when the bodyguards rushed over and pushed her out of the way, carrying their young master and calling for an ambulance.

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An hour later, Niou rushed into the hospital’s waiting room to see his daughter curled up in the corner, crying.

“Masako…?”

“Papa!” Masako wailed and threw herself to her father’s waiting arms. “Papa! I am so stupid! I did not realize it when Kaito-niisan was in so much pain…”

“Shh,” Niou said. “It’s not your fault.”

“But it is,” she insisted and sniffled.

“Did you know what the doctor said about his condition?”

Masako shook her head. “I am too scared to go see Kaito-niisan. What if he hates me?”

“He doesn’t. And he won’t,” Niou said. “Now go see him. Papa will be out here waiting for you.”

Masako nodded and walk into the hospital room where Kaito was resting in. It was a private, high-class room, so they don’t have to worry about being disturbed.

“Masako-chan,” Kaito said and smiled when he saw her.

“Kaito-niisan, I am so sorry…”

“It’s not your fault, Masako-chan. Please don’t blame yourself.”

“But because of me…”

“It’s not because of you,” he quickly said, “I promise and…”

“An Atobe never breaks a promise,” she mumbled.

“That’s right, do you believe me now? Just seeing your smiling face is worth ten times worse the pain.”

Masako took a deep breath and smiled.

“Just like that.”