Darkest Flower
by Sessrin Koshimae
Disclaimer: The Prince of Tennis isn't mine.
Warning: Characters might OOC. This story has scenes and dialogues not suitable for minor age.
Note: "Darkest Flower" is the sixth installment for WitchangeL's Ryosaku Anthology. Written on different POVs.
Echizen Ryoma
We went to Japan to attend this Seishun Academy at Tokyo Prefecture due to our father's request. I reluctantly agreed though I wasn't really interested. I couldn't undestand why should we go and study at that school. We're just fine attending our classes at LA. But my twin sister, Sakuno, insisted that we should go to Japan and try to live a new life there. I could see the excitement in her eyes when we went to the departure area of the airport at LA. We're still young back then. We're just around twelve or thirteen when we finally moved from LA to Tokyo. That's the time when my immoral love for my twin sister sprout tremendously.
Yes. You heard me right. I'm inlove with my very own sister, Sakuno. It startled me at first when I first felt this love for her. Who wouldn't be? Do you think it is normal to feel this way to your own sister? Hell, no. I started to see her as an opposite sex rather than as my sibling. I don't know why it ended up this way but anyway I didn't have any regrets. I love her. That's the only thing I knew.
I could still remember the first time when I looked at her not as my sister. I was looking outside the airplane's window seeing the wide blue horizon when I felt a sudden pressure at my shoulder. I turned my head and saw her leaning on me. She fell asleep and snuggled at my side. A faint smile crossed at my lips as I looked at her peaceful, innocent face. I patted her head and tugged her locks properly at her ear. Then I turned my gaze back outside the window.
Suddenly, I heard her whispered my name while still sleeping. I smirked. She's calling me once again while sleeping. Do I always there in her dreams? I thought.
She snuggled closer to me and gripped my arm with her hands. A stewardess passed by and stopped at our row. She looked at me then turn her gaze to my sister who is sleeping next to me. She smiled and looked at me once again.
"Your girlfriend?" the stewardess asked. "She's beautiful." she added.
I twitched and frowned back. Of course, she's beautiful. Everyone in our class way back at LA thinks that she's quite cute and beautiful. At her young age, Sakuno became the apple of the eye of some of the youngsters in America and it made my blood boiled with anger and dismay though I don't know yet why.
"No. She's my younger sister." I replied monotonously.
The Stewardess had a surprised reaction written all over her face after hearing my answer.
"Oh, really? You don't like siblings to me. You are more likely to be a young couple." she quickly replied.
I raised a brow at her and then looked at the sleeping girl beside me. Of course, she would think something like that. Other people also noted our attachment and care for each other which they found something unusual for twins. Like the stewardess, many times we found ourselves being thought by others as a young couple rather than twins. The Heck. Didn't they know that paternal twins aren't really look a like of the other one?
"Do you happen to have a spare blanket here? I think my sister needs one." I said to the stewardess.
"Of course, Young Man. I'll get what you need." she replied before leaving us.
I looked back to Sakuno and touched her face. Suddenly, her pink lips caught my attention. I stared on it unwillingly. It is seductive and enticing. It looks smooth and delicate. I gulped. Then I started to feel the need to taste her lips. I wanted to press my lips to her and claim her mouth with my own. I shook my head in embarassment. I wasn't suppose to think something like that to my own sister. We are siblings. It isn't right. It is immoral.
I leaned on my seat and closed my eyes. I could feel Sakuno's breath touches my bare neck. Her scent overwhelmed me and its seemed that I became addicted to her.
"Stop it, Ryoma. This is ridiculous. She's your twin sister." I scolded myself.
I took a deep breath and sighed. Sakuno's eyes opened slowly and then stares at me.
"Ryoma? Something's wrong?" Sakuno asked.
I shook my head and patted her shoulder.
"Nothing. Go back to sleep, Sakuno." I answered back.
She smiled sweetly at me which made me hold my breath for a while. She then nodded.
"Okay." she said. "Just tell me if something's bothering you." she continued.
I nodded at her in response before letting her cuddled beside me once again. It was then I realize that I am inlove with my twin sister.
Two weeks later after we arrived at Japan, we started to attend Seishun Academy. Both Sakuno and I became popular at the school much to my dismay. We then learned that Oyaji had studied and graduated from that school. Also, it has been said that Oyaji started to unleash his tennis prowess under the titulage of the coach of Seishun's Men's Tennis Club named Ryuzaki Sumire. I joined the Tennis Club afterwards. It was then when I realized why Oyaji sent us here in Japan. He wanted me to take my own steps towards my goals using his own stepping stones a long time ago. Meanwhile, Sakuno joined the School's Girls Tennis Club but after several months, she'd to give up playing tennis because of her health's sudden breakdown. Her heart was being founded weak by the medical experts. Because of this, Sakuno reluctantly gave up her dream to play as a professional tennis player someday.
It's hard to see her depressed. She loves playing tennis like I do. Though she still smiles to everyone and says that she's alright, I know it wasn't genuine. I know it hurts for her but being Sakuno she hates it when she make those everyone around her worried.
"Why won't you cry? It'll make you feel much better." I told her while we are stranded inside the music room because of the rainfall. "But Ryoma..." she uttured.
"There's only the two of us here. Don't tell me you'll lie to me like what you did to other people?" I said.
"Of course not, Ryoma. I would never lie to you." she said worriedly.
I sat at the chair at the front of a grand piano and pressed some of the keys.
"Come here, Sakuno." I called. She came forward and seated beside me.
"Play with me." I said.
"What are we going to play?" she asked.
I smiled at her then started to play a soft tune to the piano.
"It's beautiful, Ryoma!" she blurted out.
I smirked and continue to play making the harmony faster.
"Let's create a masterpiece together, Sakuno." I said out of nowhere.
She blinked and stares blankly at me.
"Really?"
"Yeah." She smiled back to me and places one of her hand to the keys and plays with me. We continued to play until I saw the sadness faded in her eyes. She found a new hope and love in music.
"Sakuno?" I called.
"Yeah?"
"Sing and play piano for me." I said.
She stopped playing the piano and looked at me.
"But why?" she asked.
"Because I couldn't sing and play piano well like you do." I answered back.
She didn't respond for a moment and just stares at me.
"Okay. Just promise me one thing, Ryoma." she finally said with a genuine smile.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Be the World's Number 1 Tennis Player for me." she replied still smiling.
I smirked and then laughs.
"Of course, I will." I said.
She embraced me and then sobs on my shoulder. I encircled my arms around her and cradled her lovingly.
"Arigatou, Ryoma." she whispered to my ear.
I kissed her forehead and hugged her tighter.
"I'll do anything for you, Sakuno. Because I love you..." I uttured without realizing that I have just confess my immoral love for her.
Preview to the Next Chapter:
Last time, Ryoma told me he loves me. I don't know why I felt something's wrong at him. Lately, he became more overprotective to me. He even looks at me like someone special like... he's inlove with me? No, this can't be. I love Ryoma too but we're siblings. We're twins.
Next Chapter: Echizen Sakuno's POV
A/n: Hell, yeah! After a long wait! I finally publish this story. Yipee! Anyway, I know someone's out there who had waited almost a month for me to publish this. Luckily, I did. Please leave REVIEWS! Thank You!
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