PoT: Standalone: Challenge - Chapter Seven

[branchandroot]

Fic post from my archive.

Challenge: Chapter Seven

Disaster strikes for the whole team. Drama with Angst, I-4

After such a golden autumn, no one expected what happened in the heart of winter.

Comments

[fromastudio]

...if there was one thing going through my head for the whole of this part, it was like, oh yes.

The way you create this story, and you make it all fit within the context of canon leaves me completely in awe. You take all the manga characters and the weird quirks of detail in PoT and have it all make sense, while retaining your own story and your own particular spin on things; and that's the highest compliment I could give to a fanfiction work.

[branchandroot]

*blushes* Thank you! It did take a fair bit of fiddling around, it's good to hear that it came together gracefully.

[soloproject.livejournal.com]

the chill of Yagyuu's hands when Masaharu folded them around a can of coffee.

Affectionate!Niou emmergeth! I really like the way this fic is moving along. I'm also extremely impressed by how fast the parts are coming out

And our Sei-chan...now it's Sanada's turn to be such a gwumpy bear. But I'm extremely pleased with Jackal's line (*pretending it's your present to me* ^___^). Hasn't anyone noticed how Sanada is pratically the coach of Rikkai? I don't see no bench coach nowhere. I imagine the pressure much fall so heavily on Sanada and he still remains so whee!extremely sweet on his buchou.

(♥ Notice the extreme use of the word "extremely". XD)

But tragedy hits Rikkai! O___O

[lady-readwolf.livejournal.com]

{absently corrects} 'there isn't any bench coach anywhere' and, no, there wouldn't be, would that? Not after Yukumura's little "chat" previously ^.^;; And somehow, I don't see Sanada welcoming that person back into the fold, do you?

[branchandroot]

It *is* my present to you! I try to keep my best readers happy, so I made sure to bring our dear Jackal in, even if he is usually the quiet type. He's definitely the most stable of them all. ^_^;

*points to Andrea* What she said; I did consider reminding everyone about how Yukimura had run off the teacher attached to the tennis club, but none of the characters paid him any mind at all anymore, and I couldn't make it sound natural. *pets Sanada* Poor, over-responsible dear.

[soloproject.livejournal.com]

Yes, more Jackal. We'll break him yet. ^_^

I don't agree. A school like Rikkaidai is bound to have more then one couch. St. Rudolph has several coaches (although Mizuki likes to serve as bench coach, which is perfectly fine), so I would expect schools like Hyotei and Rikkai to have other supervisors. It really wouldn't do to have just Atobe or just Sanada controlling all those people in their schools of hugeness.

But...it's artistic liscense and I will leave it at that. *pets Sanada too* ^___^v

3... parts.... {swoons}

[lady-readwolf.livejournal.com]

ooooh... you *have* been a busy ficcie author, haven't you? {leers and digs in}

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh *man*! they way you write these boys is just drop dead *gorgeous*---{grins} and I loved the remark about the therapist having Yuki's number and being psychic!


I love the relationship you're building (have built) between all of them, but especially so the doubles (well, I guess they should really be called 'quads', ne?); how all four of them make the decision together, even if Yagyuu speaks first, and---and---and---!!!

It's all so great! {glomps before tackling the next part}

Re: 3... parts.... {swoons}

[branchandroot]

*grins* Given the way canon indicates the doubles can switch around, plus the way the normal pair are so in tune, they really do strike me as a quad. *coughs* On the court, anyway...

Re: 3... parts.... {swoons}

[lady-readwolf.livejournal.com]

{waves hand} oh, of *course* on the court... I mean, really--while the *imagines* of the four of them going at it like rabbits is *quite* drool worthy.......{looses train of thought as she pictures the boys drawing up an 'uke' schedule---"Okay, this is your week...I'll take the second week, and Yagyuu, you take the--" "What if we're not in the mood during the arranged period of time?" "Then I'm sure one of us can *get* you in the mood....or switch with ya, if that's better." "Don't worry, Jackal-baby, I'm sure I can get a...'rise' out of ya." "I don't think that's what Jackal is concerned about, Bunta." "Yeah, but please don't stop the demonstration---hn. I didn't think you could pull *that* one off..." "Mais, qui! I keep tellin' ya all: I'm a genius. Maybe *now* you'll listen to me, non?" }

{blinks} that's another thing---I need to go back and check again, but I'm pretty damn sure---am I the only one who noticed Bunta spoke *FRENCH* in the anime? Episode, oh, must have been 116 or 117 when they visited Yukimura in the hospital...

Okay, my dear. Now, you *have* to write more, because quite honestly, I've been spending too much time reading this really *awesome* fanfic writer's stuff, but she writes so realistically that I'm actually suffering self-worth issues. So, quick! Give me some drama and smexy action to recharge my sensibilities!

[written-in-blue.livejournal.com]

"Then what's wrong?" Sanada asked, voice ragged.

[wibbles] Oh, *Sanada*. Hon. [cuddles]

It was too much for Sanada, who called after him with a promise that the team would wait for its captain, would remain undefeated for him. A promise like a charm for Yukimura's recovery; if they kept faith for him, surely he would return. Masaharu could see the tremors running through Sanada's body, see the terrible tension in his bowed head and tight fists. Yanagi stepped to his side, clasped his shoulder, and, when Sanada looked up, nodded firmly, giving himself to the promise as well. Akaya, the baby of the team, who would now be playing in every match when the new year began, stepped forward, and nodded, just a touch tremulously. The doubles players, with barely a glance at each other, stepped forward as one.


...

[wibbles on behalf of the entire damn team]

The team slowly regathered themselves, leaning on each other more heavily, now that the one who had supported them all was gone.

Makes a person consider hashira in a whole new light...

The pattern hit him with the force of a premonition, as analysis lying latent until triggered sometimes did. This was where there would be a problem. With their youngest, most volatile member, the one who did not have a close supporter within the team.

The one whose restraining voice was now gone, and whose second mentor was sliding headlong into a dangerous frame of mind, and whose other teammates had just agreed to ride along for the trip to hell.

And if there was a damn thing that could be done about it, Masaharu didn't see what it was.


[chews anxiously on fingernails] Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear dear dear...

[branchandroot]

Angst! Angst! *sighs* I like my boys to be happy, but, what can you do? At least there's nowhere to go but up...

[provetheworst.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes, this is Rikkai Dai Fuzoku. You have them right. Not sure how else to say it, but you do, you do, you do! Because oh, the way the loss of Yukimura affects the team, and.. yeah, yeah. This is. Is. Yes.

I ♥ your Niou, by the by. Yes.
Uhm, coherency? Who needs it?