Umm yeah. Not much to say other than sorry. I know I have a lot of songoing stories, but this was too good to pass up. I'm planning for it to be fairly short so please don't be mad. I know some of you have been waiting for updates on some of my stories for months now. I once again apologize. Sometimes it's just impossible for me to write for certain stories at certain times.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Summary: "Patient is going into shock! Restrain him!" People in white lab coats crowded around him, stopping him from moving.
"Let me see Ochibi!" He yelled, but regretted it when pain tore through his throat. He was aware of a small pinch in his right arm. He tried to fight off the sudden drowsiness that assaulted him, but it was no use. Before he knew it he was fading away into black.

Warning: Umm none at the moment.

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.

Chapter 1

Nightmares


Lights. Why are there so many lights?

He wished he could tell whoever was shining those lights in his eyes to stop, but when he opened his mouth all he could manage was a low groan.

Where am I?

His eyes scrunched shut to block out the blinding, white light. He had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. Like something was wrong; like something was horribly and utterly wrong.

What am I missing?

He was suddenly aware of the intense throbbing in his head and the dull ache all over his body. Everything hurt. Each second that went by only caused the pain to gradually increase, until he felt like his head was about to explode. He could hear yelling in the background and wished they would all just shut up! Didn't they know how much his head hurt?

Are those sirens in the background? Wait...Sirens? Last I remember we were heading over to...over to... Where were we heading? Oh yeah! We were heading to Atobes!

He once again compelled his eyes open. He forced himself to turn his head to to the side, then instantly decided that it had been a bad idea. The pain in his head was suddenly raging. He let out an agonized cry. He scrunched his eyes closed again and tried to remember what had happened.

Why can't I remember anything?

He didn't know why, but he felt a strange forbidding feeling. This only made him ten times more sure that something was wrong. Were his teammates in trouble? Where was Ochibi? Where was Oishi? Where was Fuji? Where were the rest of his friends? What had happened to them?

Oishi? Ochibi? Where are you? Fuji? Why aren't any of you answering me!?

He let out a startled cry when he was suddenly lifted and placed on something soft. At the same time he was hit with the urge to see Ochibi, to make sure he was alright, to make sure he was safe. He tried to sit up, but hands only pushed him back down.

Why won't they let me see Ochibi! Let me go! I need to make sure Ochibi and Oishi are all right! Let me go!

"Patient is going into shock! Restrain him!" Who was that? Why did they want to restrain him? He needed to get to Ochibi, to Oishi, to Fuji. He needed to make sure everyone was alright!

Let me go! My friends might be in trouble! Let me go! Why won't aren't you listening to me? My friends might be in danger! Let. me. go!

"Let me see Ochibi!" He managed to yell, though regretted it when pain tore through his throat. He brushed it off and kept struggling. He was suddenly aware of a small pinch in his arm. He tried to fight off his sudden drowsiness, but it was no use. Before he knew it he was fading away into black. His last thoughts were.

Don't worry Ochibi, Oishi, Fuji, Everyone. I'm coming for you! I'll save you!

...

Eiji bolted up in bed with a cry. His eyes were wide with fear and he was shaking uncontrollably. Unthinkingly, tears began to stream down his eyes and he unintentionally clutched Daigoro closer to him.

He kept telling himself that everything had just been a dream. A horrible, horrible dream. Yet even as he told himself that, a part of his mind disagreed. Everything had been so vivid, so lifelike. He tried to calm his breathing, but couldn't. His heart felt like it was pounding at a rate of a 100 miles per hour.

His hands shook uncontrollably as he reached for the cellphone that rested on his bedside table. He needed to make sure that everyone was alright, that nothing bad had happened to some of the most important people in his life at the moment.

He forced his shaking fingers to dial-up Ochibi's number which he proudly knew by heart. He knew the numbers of everyone on the team by heart. Due to the uncontrolled shaking, he was forced to dial the number a few times before he finally got it right.

Forcing the phone to his ear, he waited for someone to pick up. He listened to the dial tone as it rang and rang and rang. He kept telling himself that Ochibi was probably sleeping, that was why he wasn't answering. Even as he told himself that, the horrid feeling in the pit of his stomach stayed.

It felt like hours before the dial tone stopped and breathing could be heard on the other end.

"Hello?" Came the tired voice of Eiji's one and only Ochibi. Eiji couldn't stop the sudden rush of tears that streamed down his face once again.

"Ochibi?!" He whispered, dazed. He had to make sure he wasn't the one dreaming. That the dream hadn't been reality and right now was the real dream.

A yawn could be heard along with the shuffling of blankets. "Eiji-Sempai? What is it? You do know it's like 3 am right? I know you must be excited for tomorrow, but couldn't you have waited till we meet up before calling me. Or at least until the sun came up?"

Eiji smiled, wiping the tears away. "Gomen Ochibi," He whispered, "See you tomorrow."

Just before Eiji hung up, he caught Ryoma say. "Sempai-Tachi are weird."

...

Despite knowing that Ochibi was safe, the feeling in the pit of his stomach stayed, and no matter what Eiji tried, it would not go away. He finally gave up on falling back asleep. Eiji slipped on his favourite pair of fuzzy slippers and headed downstairs.

He poured himself a glass of milk before taking a seat on the couch and turning on the T.V. He made sure to keep the volume on low, not wanting to wake up his siblings, or worse, his parents.

Eiji wasn't surprised that there was nothing on T.V, but re-runs and commercials. It was 3 am after all. Eiji didn't care though. He needed something, anything, to keep his mind off the dream that kept popping back up in his mind every time he let his eyes close for even a second. He still couldn't get over how real the dream had felt; How real the pain had felt.

This was why Eiji hated nightmares. He didn't get them often, but when he did, they always ended up scaring him until he became a trembling mess and had to force himself to come downstairs and watch T.V.

Before he knew it, the sun was rising in the dark blue sky. Eiji got up and walked over to the window. He watched as the sun slowly rose, staining the dark blue sky bright pinks, purples and oranges.

The sun finally slipped past the horizon, now in full view in the sky. Eiji's eyes widened in shock when he noticed the sun was blood red instead of it's normal yellow. He took a step back, tripping over his own feet and crashing to the ground. This was wrong! The sun wasn't supposed to be red! It was yellow! Or it was supposed to be anyway.

The next time he blinked though, the sun was back to yellow. He shook his head, blaming his apparent lack of sleep and telling himself he must be seeing things.

He looked at his watch and noticed it was already 7. The team was supposed to meet up at 8 at the school.

He quickly hopped in the shower. When he finished his shower he did his hair and brushed his teeth. Finally he pulled on his Seigaku uniform and headed downstairs. The smell of cooking apparent from inside the kitchen.

Eiji bid good morning to his mother as she set a plate of pancakes in front of him. He made quick work of finishing them before heading out the door.

As he made his way towards the school he couldn't help the smile that overcame his features. Today they would all be going to Atobe's private mansion, where Atobe would be holding a party for them. All their friends from the Nationals and Kantou/Regional tournaments had been invited. Overall, Eiji was really looking forward to the event.

He caught sigh of his best friend and doubles partner as he rounded the corner to the school. He smiled before breaking into a sprint, throwing his arms around an unsuspecting Oishi. "Ohayo!" He greeted.

Oishi smiled at the red-head. "Ohayo Eiji," He said once the red-head had let go of him. His eyes narrowed when he caught sight of the large bags under Eiji's eyes. "Eiji, are you feeling alright? You look a bit pale."

This caused the rest of the team to look over at the red-head in concern. Eiji nodded to his best friend.

"Hai, I just had a bit of trouble sleeping last night so I'm a bit more tired than usual. Nothing to worry about though," He reassured. Oishi nodded, but still held a concerned look in his eyes.

"Nya, where's Ochibi and Momochi?" Eiji asked curiously, realising the freshman and junior had yet to arrive.

"According to my data there is a 93.4% chance that Momo and Echizen both ended up sleeping in and are now hurrying here," Inui scribbled down in his ever present notebook. Almost as soon as he said that, a speeding bike could be seen a couple blocks away, heading straight for them.

"Nya! Momo slow down!" Eiji shouted, jumping out of the way just in time as the bike flew by them, missing them by inches. When Momo finally stepped on the breaks the bike came to an abrupt halt, sending the occupants flying off.

"Baka Momo-Sempai," Muttered an irritated Ryoma.

Eiji couldn't help but smile as he threw his arms around the freshman. "Nya Ochibi, you were almost late. Mabey you should get a new alarm?" Eiji suggested, glomping the poor freshman.

Ryoma sighed, shaking his head. "Mada Mada Dane, Sempai."


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