Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ The Elements of Tennis ❯ Hikaji's Victims ( Chapter 33 )

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The Elements of Tennis
Chapter Thirty-Three

"Sorry, we could do something else," Fuji apologizes.

"No, I want to have a match!" Akari shouts. "I'LL DO IT! I'LL DO IT! I'LL DO IT!"

"Do what?"

"I'LL USE MY NEW RACKET!!" Akari clarifies. "But if Kurai gets mad at me I'm blaming you."

"Ok," Fuji smiles as they head off to find a court.

Meanwhile, Hikaji makes it to her house, only to find the lights are all off.

"Oh great, looks like Mom and Dad went out to get drunk again," she sighs. Which probably means that poor Kittaku went to her friend's house.

She walks up to the door and turns the knob only to find that the door isn't completely shut.

What? she thinks as her eyes widen. Don't tell me someone broke in. Whoever it is, there's gonna be hell to pay if they went rummaging through MY things!

With that, she kicks the door open, a look on her face that would make anyone think that she is out for blood, which, to be honest, by now she probably is.

"All right, who's in here?!" she demands in a loud voice.

"Hikaji!" a younger girl's voice asks in total shock. "What are you doing home so early? Didn't you have a tournament today?"

"Kittaku?" Hikaji blinks as she flips the light switch on.

Immediately, two forms leap off of the couch, one falling to the floor, the other jumping up.

"Excuse me, what is going on here?!" Hikaji screams as she stares at the miniature version of herself standing before her.

Kittaku's shoulder-length black hair is completely in frays, and her black button-down long sleeve shirt is completely unbuttoned, revealing her black bra. Her black jeans are also unbuttoned and unzipped.

A growl starts in Hikaji's throat as her eyes land on the figure on the floor. It's a brown haired boy wearing half of his black school uniform, the coat and shirt missing completely, having been thrown on the floor across the room, and his pants are also unbuttoned/unzipped and halfway off his butt.

Suddenly, Hikaji recognizes him.

"You bastard!" she shouts at the boy as she charges over and grabs a clump of his hair at its roots, pulling his to his feet forcibly.

"OW!" the boy screams as he stands up.

"How dare you!" Hikaji shouts as she shoves her fist into his gut. "She's only ten years old, damn it! How could you even think about…I'll kill you!"

"What? Ten? I thought you were older than that!" the boy complains to the girl. "Why didn't you tell me you were that young?"

"What does it matter, you bastard, you're only thirteen!" Hikaji shouts at him.

"And why didn't you tell me thatshe was your sister?!" the boy complains once more to Kittaku.

"What's it matter if she's my sister?" Kittaku asks, crossing her arms stubbornly.

"ARE YOU CRAZY? OF COURSE IT MATTERS! HIKAJI'S THE MONSTER OF B.E.T.! SHE'S BEEN RUMORED TO KILL PEOPLE FOR SIMPLY LOOKING AT HER SHOES!"

"Hey, she has not killed anyone! That boy was released from the hospital after a year!" Kittaku argues.

"AND YOU DON'T THINK THAT'S A PROBLEM?!"

"Of course not," Kittaku shrugs. "The time before that someone put a bad mark on her test so she threw them out the window. He's still in the hospital for crazy people."

"AND YOU DIDN'T THINK THAT SHE WOULD KILL ME, WHY?"

"Because she doesn't kill anyone! The worst that could happen to you is that she'd castrate you!" Kittaku points out. "And I didn't think you'd care, after all, then you could fuck as many girls as you wanted without worrying about knocking them up!"

"YOU PEOPLE ARE CRAZY!" he shouts as he grabs his shirt and coat, and starts running to the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Hikaji asks as she grabs him by the throat. "You don't seriously think you're going to get away with messing with MY little sister, do you?"