Goal!
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis… but isn't that obvious?
I don't have much to say… it's just this story has been bothering me for a while… I hope you enjoy it.
And if you don't… well… don't read it.
"Thoughts"
"Not thoughts"
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Chapter 1: 98… 99… 100!
The tennis regulars were just leaving Kawamura Sushi after winning the district finals against Fudomine.
Oishi, Eiji, and Fuji were walking together since they all lived in the same direction.
"Fujiko!" Eiji yelled louder than necessary, "Those were good matches today don't ya think?"
"Hai, Eiji," Fuji said, his everlasting smile never wavering.
"It's too bad you had to forfeit that doubles match with Fudomine! I bet if it weren't for Kawamura's wrist you would've won too! But Oishi and I won all our matches! Right Oishi?"
Oishi's cheeks turned bright red, "Eiji! It's not nice to bring up bad memories like that! Gomen, Fuji!"
Fuji chuckled, "Oishi, if I wasn't used to Eiji by now, I wouldn't be walking with you."
"Huh?!" Eiji screamed, "Fujiko! You're soooo mean."
A voice out of no where suddenly interrupted their conversation. "65… 66… 67…" the voice counted.
The three friends rounded a corner and… CRASH!
Next thing they knew, Eiji was sitting on the floor in front of a girl and a soccer ball was rolling into the street.
"My ball!" the girl shouted and rushed out into the street in an attempt to grab it.
"Wait!" Oishi cried and grabbed her by the collar, yanking her back as a car sped by, right where she had been only seconds before.
"Oh…" She murmured scratching her head, "oops."
"Oops?" Oishi murmured, "You almost got yourself killed."
"I see your wearing a Seigaku regular jacket," Fuji observed, "So you go to our school."
"Hmmm? I guess so." She said, observing the three boys more closely, she looked over to Eiji who was still sitting on butt on the floor, "Why are you on the ground?" She asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Why?!" Eiji asked incredulously, "Because you knocked into me! Remember?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot, sorry." She reached down and helped him up. "My brother always tells me that I live in my own world and I'm starting to think that he's right…"
"Um… miss?" Oishi asked, tapping her shoulder.
"Hmmm?" She answered.
"It's a red light if you want to grab your ball now."
"Oh yeah!" The girl darted into the street and grabbed to ball and quickly raced back to the sidewalk. "Whew, that was close." She looked at the ball and sighed. "And I was so close too…" She smiled at the boys, "Ja ne!"
She threw the ball in the air and began to bounce it on her knees as she walked. "1… 2… 3…" She counted as she disappeared.
The three flustered regulars watched her go.
"Well… that was weird." Fuji commented.
"Ya" the Golden Pair agreed. And the three of them went on their way.
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The next day at school as he was arrived for morning practice, Fuji heard a familiar voice counting and ball bouncing. He rounded the corner and sure enough the girl stood in the middle of the grass with her back to him, juggling and soccer ball and counting the bounces.
"85… 86… .87…" She counted.
Fuji observed the girl curiously. She had short messy blond hair that snaked off in many directions, looking slightly like seaweed. But despite the messiness, it seemed to suit her.
She wore white shorts and a blue and white Seigaku soccer jersey that was covered by an open regular jacket that said "Yamada, Soccer Club" on it.
"Yamada huh?" Though Fuji. "She's cute."
Slowly she spun toward him, still juggling the ball. Fuji blushed, thinking that he'd be caught watching. But here green eyes where focused on the bouncing ball that she was watching intently.
"98…" She counted, "99… 100! Yes!" She caught the ball and smiled contently, to happy with herself to notice Fuji's presence.
"So that's what she was doing." Fuji smiled to himself, "Yes, quite cute"
Fuji turned around and looked at his watch. "Hmm, I'm late, Tezuka's going to make me run laps again… Oh well, what can you do?"
He turned around one more time to see the girl… Yamada-san was it?… laying in the grass, her arms contently holding the ball to her chest. Fuji smiled, and then hurried off to practice.
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Ok, there's the first chapter for you. Tell me what you think.
Is Fuji OOC… I'm not sure.
Review and there's a lot more to come, trust me :)