The Devil Plays Tennis
Tooyama Kintarou is the new kid at Seigaku High and although he has his heart set on Ryuzaki Sakuno, he's going to have to get through her overprotective boyfriend Echizen Ryoma- the school proclaimed Prince of Tennis. So whats this poor fellow to do? Verse him in an epic tennis match of course! RYOSAKU and one sided KINSAKU
ONE.
Let's get fucked up and die...
I'm only speaking figuratively of course.
-Motion City Soundtrack
The Sun streamed through the clouds like golden rain on this particular day. Ryuzaki Sakuno remembers it well since it was her first day of her lastyear in high school. The third year breathed in, filling her young lungs with fresh oxygen as she stepped out into the wild.
Unfortunately, her first steps didn't go smoothly as a banshee slammed into her side head on.
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Many things can run through your head when you run into someone. Most of them are requests or pleas so to make the situation less embarrassing. Currently, as the body beneath Kintarou's bgean to shuffle through these requests ('Please don't let them see my face'), Kintarou only had one wish in mind.
Digging his nose into the crook of the person's neck, a small scent of coookies and vanilla blew at his senses. He took a deep breath, before closing his eyes.
Oh Kami let it be a girl. Let it be a girl. Let it be a girl.
Beneath Kintarou the person began to rustle. Whoever this was, be it guy and or girl, certainly was weak if they couldn't take Kintarou's light weight.
"Aaaahhh..."
Suddenly Kintarou realised he was hurting the wimpy boy (or fragile girl) beneath him in a rush he yelled, "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!!!"
Now firmly setting both hands on either side of the person's face, Kintarou lifted himself upwards.
"I'm sorry are you okay? Oh my God what a fall!!!" Kintarou laughed, letting the sun frame his face as he lifted upwards, "I mean I didn't mean to fall on you-"
Two large chestnut eyes blinked back at him. It seemed the girl was saying something to him, which gave Kintarou an excuse to unconsciously pass his eyes over the petite button nose and to the pink parted lips.
"...and uhm, it was my fault and you're really heavy. But you can take your time! I'm not rushing you if you have a concussion but..."
Wow she had a really nice voice, Kintarou thought as he took in the last of her sentence.
"Ano..."
"Oh!" Kintarou gasped moved backwards as if fire was on the ground. The scooted until his back hit the opposing wall, "Look I'm really sorry I didn't mean to fall for you- on you! I mean, there was a giant truck okay, and I was running and then the truck was like booooom!!! and-"
And for the second time in less than three minutes, Kintarou could not finish his sentence. The girl lifted herself up, tucking her skirt to make sure not to show any indecency. She was a stick, as bluntly put, but her face was slightly round which gave off an auroa of a young girl. Her large eyes peered up at him with a hint of shyness and curiosity. It seemed the entire backdrop got blown away as flowerly bubbles floated in.
"You're cute!" Kintarou yelled.
The girl immediately blushed, stumbling back at the out burst. "Th-Thank you."
"Wow," Kintarou pondered as he lifted he cradled his chin. He slowly got up, his piercing gold eyes never leaving the girl's body. He took two strides to where she was. The whiff of vanillla faintly played in the air. From the corner of his eyes, Kintarou saw two long braids and brought the one closer to him up for inspection.
"Cool!" Kintarou yelled, "You have super long braids, like... a horse or something!"
She shuffled as if feeling a bit uncomfortable, "A-Ano..."
"You know," Kintarou motions, "Like your braids are the things that make the horse go!"
The girls stiffened as Kintarou reached over to hold both braids in either his hands.
"Here horsie," Kintarou laughed with both braid in his hands, "Come here girl."
It was amusing to see a human face turn into such a red color. The girl was veryinteresting indeed. Her eyes were wide now, showing those large pupils. He looked down fondly at her, like a new found adoration.
"I mean, you seem really nice but I have...school and-"
"KOALA PISS!" Kintarou yelled, he unknowingly yanked on the girl's braid. She seemed to whimper in response, but Kintarou was currently scanning the ground for his tennis racket. He quickly plucked the bag off the ground, slung it over his shoulder, and ran off into the distance.
But not before leaving the girl in a daze, her things scattered about, and the only memory of the boy fading away into the morning sun.
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He dove through the gates, almost making Tomoka want to hold up a "10.0" card at his expense. The first time Tomoka laid eyes on Tooyama Kintarou she knew the last school year would be interesting. So, being the professional she was, her hand was out to him before he could even try to spit out the dirt his head was covered in.
Kintarou raised his hands, "Yes! Made it!!! Now where are the tennis courts?!"
Tomoka quirked an eyebrow, "Oh you definately must be new if you don't know whers that is."
Looking up at the quirky girl, Kintarou mirrored her grin, "Yup. Tooyama Kintarou! Back where I came from tennis is our life!"
Instantly Tomoka's grin widened. She strongly clasped Kintarou's hand and pulled him up in one motion, "Same here!!! You can call me Tomoka and I'm head of the Tennis Cheer Club!"
"Woah! You guys have that here?!" Kintarou exlcaimed, "I knew this place was hard core about tennis! You see, I'm actually here because I heard about a really skilled tennis player."
"Oh, we have a lot of those," Tomoka said. She snobbishly held up her nose, "You see, Seigaku has a long History of tennis players. When I came it was Tezuka senpai that was King, but when he left the title went to... well it was never decided between Momo senpai and Kaidoh senpai but now the Prince is-"
"Why is it Prince instead of King?" Kintarou asked, his face looked priceless like he was learning about the Presidents themselves.
Tomoka looked to the side, "Well... I don't know. For us everytime we say "King" we think of Tezuka senpai and the Prince now doesn't want to be thought of the same as him. Personally, everyone had a habit for calling him "Sir Pillar" when Tezuka senpai was around."
She let out an obnoxious laugh and Kintarou had no idea but to laugh along.
"So can I be a King?"
Tomoka squinched her face, "No offense but only the former King can name the next King."
"But he's not a "King", he's a "Prince."" Kintarou pointed out.
Waving him away, Tomoka grabbed instead, Kintarou's arm and started to drag him towards the school, "No matter about that! Now come on, I'll show you the tennis courts."
This seemed to work perfectly for soon Kintarou instead was dragging Tomoka.
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Sakuno limped through the school gates, tired that she nearly missed her bus. Her braids were lifeless, hanging like droopy ears. She clutched her loose papers and adjusted her bag. Well, aside from the boy- whose gold eyes reminded Sakuno too much like her Prince and his stalker-esque attitude- the morning had gone its usual, frantic rush.
"You're later than usual," Ryoma stated. He got off the wall and effortlessly caught up to Sakuno.
"Sorry Ryoma kun," Sakuno apologized. She averted her gaze. The boy she had known (and dated) since middle school still kept his intimidating aura. His features now, however, were slightly different than those younger years. He certainly grew taller, just now half a head from their Momo senpai's tall height. He still had that cocky boyish charm, but now his cheeks were high with a slim chin. One thing Sakuno was sure haven't changed were his eyes. The powerful gold gaze still held people down even from across the tennis field.
Ryoma responded to Sakuno by grabbing either of her braids in both hands, and he gently pulled her closer.
"Come here." He said dryly, "We need to start heading towards the tennis courts."
"Here horsie," Kintarou laughed with both braid in his hands, "Come here girl."
Sakuno flushed at the memory, only thinking too vividly of the incident.
Her boyfriend didn't seem to notice, for Ryoma only turned around, his racket bag slung over his shoulder. He started walking those long strides Sakuno always had trouble to keep up with. Sakuno held her stuff with both hands, walking a step behind Ryoma as always.
One thing those golden eyes had that her Ryomas' didn't carry.
He looked down fondly at her, like a new found adoration.
Her Prince barely noticed her at all.
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"Woah, you're pretty good!" Tomoka said in awe.
She watched Kintarou served volley against the wall. Still on his first ball, the red head didn't seem to be losing any energy. Not only that, he was grinning wildly, enjoying the warm up like it was a game, and not in the serious way Tomoka was used to watching it.
"I'm getting pumped up just watching him," Tomoka giggled and then louder, "Hey you're pretty good! But you're no match for our prince!!!"
"Oh yeah?" Kintarou yelled as he slapped the ball back.
"Mmhmm, he's actually... oh, he's over there!!!" Tomoka waved her hands from the bench, "Prince!!! Sakuno!!!"
Kintarou only looked up briefly from his volley, but it was enough for him to miss the ball completely. The ball smacked Kintarou's head, but his sight didn't move an inch. There across the fence were two people. Far away as they were, though close enough to faintly make out two pigtails and a racket bag. Kintarou foxily grinned, jumping across over the benches and running.
Sakuno screamed as Kintarou's body slammed against the fence. He gripped the metal and pulled his face as far as he could reach.
Kintarou grinned, "You're the girl from this morning! Wow if I knew you went to this school I would have totally-"
"Sakuno," A deep voice interupted.
The source was a tall boy with a tennis bag slung over his shoulders. He scanned Kintarou briefly with his golden eyes before moving on to Sakuno. She was flushing furiously, apparently remembering how close Kintarou's face was, albeit the metal fence.
"Too-Ya-Ma kun!" Tomoka greeted, "You shouldn't leave a lady like that?"
"Lady?" Kintarou echoed, eyeing Sakuno, "But I wanted to see my girl here."
And for an odd reason that Kintarou could not explain, the tennis courts suddenly fell into a deep and awkward silence.
"WHAAAAT?!?!!" Tomoka screeched. She covered Kintarou's mouth. Being the quick thinker she was, Tomoka turned immediately to Ryoma, "He didn't mean that Prince! He's new and honestly he doesn't know what he's talking about why even- ow!!!"
Kintarou unclenched his jaw around Tomoka's hand to face Ryoma. His eyes finally studied the other closely, leaning into the fence so much it seemed it was going to seep through. But suddenly his collar was jerked backwards to an angry Tomoka.
"What are you doing?!" Tomoka hissed, "You can't call Sakuno chan "Your Girl", dumbo!"
"Why not?" Kintarou debated, "She's cute and I like her! Besides she she smells like fresh cookies!"
Tomoka rolled her eyes as if the message wasn't clear enough.
From aside Ryoma watched the exchange with dry amusement. Though he didn't want to seem cocky, it was no surprise anyone had a crush on Sakuno nowadays. Ever since Ryoma began dating the timid girl she had been getting more attention. At first the thought of boys looking after Sakuno irritated Ryoma, but seeing his girlfriend's undivided attention towards him and her blunt obliviousness to the suitors, he honestly learned not to care.
So imagine Ryoma's surprise when he turned to Sakuno's expecting a polite face, ready to turn down the boy instead was a girl blushing a deep red.
The same kind of blush she wore when she first met Ryoma.
Ryoma's piercing gaze slid back to the bickering pair through the fence.
"Do you know who she is?!" Tomoka hissed.
"No, but I plan to when I ask to marry her!" Kintarou chirped.
This was rewarded with a slap to his head.
"Idiot! That's Ryuzaki Sakuno!"
"...That's a pretty name. Now imagine Tooyama Sakuno!"
Kintarou spread his hands for emphasis but Tomoka just further tugged on his collar.
"No! Imagine Echizen Sakuno! That's right!" Tomoka pulled Kintarou enough to whisper in his ear, "She's dating Echizen Ryoma- the Prince of Tennis!!!"
"Echizen... Ryoma?" Kintarou looked at Tomoka in disbelief. He stared up not at Sakuno this time, but the boy next to her. Tomoka's grip weakened, and Kintarou once again strode to the fence. He took another long gaze at Ryoma, who seemed to watch him with equal interest.
Suddenly Kintarou's insane laughter filled the courts, causing more attention already on the group. He twirled his tennis racket and flicked it towards the sky hotly with one leg leaning out.
"That's perfect!!!" Kintarou declared. His tennis racket was not towards the Sun now, but to the boy in front of him, "Echizen Ryoma is the guy I came here to defeat!!!"
Three things happened then, Tomoka's jaw nearly hit the floor, Sakuno's face paled immediately, and Ryoma's eyes suddenly flickered. The Prince's gaze were now boring into Kintarou's joyful ones. The tennis rakcet still poised and the silence still suffocating.
"Kintarou what do you think you're doing?!?!" Tomoka yelled, finally finding her voice. Truth be told the boy was already causing scandals within the first ten minutes of school.
"Come on," Kintarou whined, "I changed schools to duel with this guy! And on top of that he's dating my girl!? I gotta fight him now!"
Red enough already, Sakuno said, "U-Uhm, Kintarou san... is it? I'm not... avaliable right now- I'm sorry."
"But but but we're destined," Kintarou argued, "And besides I'm going to play against Koshimae no matter what!"
"Koshimae?" Tomoka deadpanned.
"Yup! It's my nickname for him!" Kintarou chirped, "Isn't it neat? My captain back at home said so, but then again he seemed pretty annoyed at me."
"No kidding..."
"It's true! And soon-"
"I accept,"Ryoma then replied, causing the banter to cut short.
Slowly, Ryoma swung his tennis bag carefully in front of him. The sound of the zipper loudly echoed through the courts until finally the notorious racket was cradled in Ryoma's hand.
"About five minutes until bell now," Ryoma muttered, he tossed a tennis ball in the air, "You have until then to score against me."
"That's cool!!!" Kintarou yelled. His eyes were sparkling with admiration.
Though it seemed he was the only one getting any joy out of the situation.
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Both players stood on either side of the tennis court. One was jumping up and down wildly, stretching his limbs out as far as he could reach. The other, bouncing the ball and passively took practice swings.
Sakuno and Tomoka waited behind the fence, along with the crowd who already experienced the exchange earlier. With them, Horio was checking out the match, much to Tomoka's dismay. The two had a rocky relationship since their break up. Truth was Tomoka left Horio for Kaidoh, whom the boy certainly was no match against it seemed.
"Man, Sakuno. I was shooting for Kintarou kun too," Tomoka pouted, "Why do you get the two hot ones?"
"Aren't you dating Kaidoh senpai still?" Horio deadpanned from behind.
Tomoka stiffened, "I refuse to see that rock anymore!"
"Trouble in paradise I see," Horio sighed, "Good enough I suppose. I mean, with my two years experience with tennis I read that from a mile away."
"...Horio, we're in High School now. I'm sure you've had more than two years you dolt," Tomoka growled.
Their bicker was interupted by Kintarou's voice.
"Come on!!!" Kintarou yelled across the court, "We don't have much time!!!"
Ryoma didn't reply, instead, throwing up the ball to make a swift and clean twist serve. As always the shot was perfect, catching Kintarou completely off guard. The ball shot and hit the fence.
"Cool..." Kintarou said in awe, "So that's what the "Twist Serve" feels like."
"15- love," Ryoma said. He bounced the ball steadily again and cleanly, shot it cross courts.
"Yeah! That new kid has no chance agains the prince!!!"
"Oh, what has Kintarou gotten himself into?"
"No one can beat Prince Ryoma!"
This time, however, Kintarou caught Ryoma off guard by completely hitting it, shooting it across the courts and straight on the fence.
"15 all!" Kintarou whooped. "Come on, come on!!!"
Ryoma tugged on his hat. He repeated the now tied score and served, only to have his ball returned again.
And again.
And again.
Their volley was unbelievable at this rate. The score still only 15-15, both sides yet to back down. Kintarou dove towards the ball wildly, making it uneasy to tell his moves or just how much energy he had. Where as Ryoma was precise, never taking more of a move than necessary, his face was passive.
A battle between two different people.
"Woah, that kid is pretty crazy."
"Who is he anyways?"
"You know with my two years of tennis I can tell you-"
"Shut up, Horio."
"Wow," Sakuno said in awe, her eyes unconsciously never left Kintarou's side of the game, "He's good."
Tomoka watched her best friend in silent judgement, then, casting her eyes on the duel.
"Yeah," Tomoka agreed, watching Kintarou yell happily as he returned the ball, "He sure knows how to leave an impression."
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Ryoma (almost) furiously zipped up his bag. In a passive agressive mode, he shurgged on his tennis bag and shook Kintarou's hand respectively, but percieved no further. It seemed, Sakuno realized, her beloved was still somewhat of a sore loser after all these years. But still, he certainly didn't lose in fact, the score remained 15- all until the bell rang.
Sakuno ran across the empty tennis field, lookg cross courts for her boyfriend.
"Oh no," Sakuno muttered, "He left without me."
Again.
"Hey," Kintarou called, "I'm sorry about running into you this morning."
He seemed more refreshed than before, more so than Ryoma had looked after the tennis match. A light layer of sweat refelcted off his skin, but he did not seem bothered by it. In fact, Kintarou looked more energetic than he was that morning. His face though, was drooped into a slightly sad face, as if to emphasize his apologetic point. Sakuno looked fondly at Kintarou, unable to be scared of the boy's fragile exterior.
"It's okay," Sakuno smiled, "Next time slow down okay?"
""Next time?"" Kintarou echoed before Sakuno could realize her mistake, "That's right! We walk the same way don't we??? Oh don't worry, we'll walk to school together from now on! Oh, and we can walk home together too!!!"
"Aaaahh," Sakuno muttered dazely, "Ryoma kun already walks me home."
"Better!" Kintarou exclaimed, "We can walk together! Oh wow, that's awesome!!! My girl, Koshimae, and me..."
To her own surprise, Sakuno burst out laughing.
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"Hey."
Ryoma tapped his pencil, trying not to notice the scheming red head besides him.
"Hey Koshimae."
The tapping got more repetitive. He was trying to drown out Kintarou's voice now.
"Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey-"
"What," Ryoma snapped.
Kintarou slowly grinned from his place next to Ryoma, "I can't believe I'm sharing a class with Koshimae."
Jerking his head back, Ryoma replied through gritted teeth, "I know."
The surprise was unwanted. The Prince hadn't lost a match since his first year with Tezuka senpai and even then he was a sore loser. Determined never to lose again, Ryoma won through sweat and blood, eveyr match he was faced with. So imagine this boy, this boy no one could possibly take seriously, caused even the Echizen Ryoma to get himself worked up over a five minute tennis game.
Ridiculous.
"You know," Kintarou whispered under the teacher's lecture, "Sakuno chan said we could all walk home together."
Another point, Ryoma dully noted, not that he really cared, but since when was Sakuno buddy-buddy with this Jester? Obviously a flushing reaction from Sakuno was as common as a cold, but the idea of Sakuno not being able to turn her head away from this boy was absolutely- well, it didn't sit well with Ryoma at all.
"Hey, I have a question," Kintarou whispered again, "Where did you go after the match this morning? I mean, Sakuno chan was looking all over for you. I had to hold her hand through the hallways because by then it was getting way too crowded."
The pencil snapped.
"A problem, Echizen?" The teacher called.
"Nothing."
The class resumed. But Kintarou's eyes seemed to be in a daze. It took Ryoma only a few seconds to figure out the Jester was staring fondly at his hand, which no doubt was the one he was holding Sakunos' with..
"Don't touch my girlfriend."
The request was so spontaneous and yet barely above a whisper that Kintarou almost didn't catch it.
Kintarou rolled his eyes smoothly at Ryoma, "I had every right to hold her hand at the time you know. If I didn't my girl would've gotten lost in the crowd."
He ended that statement with a taunt of his tongue and turned around to face the board.
Ryoma growled, clenching his fists on his lap.
Horio dryly watched the entire exchange from his desk in the back seat. He sighed, making sure to copy down the notes because later the Prince would soon require to copy them due to the new kid's distractions. Tomoka was right, Horio added last minute, this was going to be interesting indeed.
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Ryoma gasped as Eiji pounced on him after school. The upperclassman grinned as he rustled Ryoma's hair for nostalgic delights.
"Hey Ochibi!" Eiji greeted.
Quirking an eyebrow, Ryoma looked up at his senpai. It was nearly six months since he had last seen him, "What are you doing here senpai?"
"Nya, is that any way to treat me?" Eiji dramatically sighed, "You know we haven't seen each other since Tezuka's celebration party."
"Yeah," Ryoma said, "How is he?"
"Fine," Eiji waved off, "He's still in therapy but we're expecting him to play again in time for the finals."
Ryoma remained quiet, the entire team was moving on in a tour cross country now. They had little time to visit back on their hometown, so seeing Eiji once again was something to be grateful for. Sighing Ryoma gripped his bag, missing the matches he used to face with his old team.
"You better hurry up and graduate," Eiji smiled, "We need you back on the force!!!"
"Yeah," Ryoma smirked.
Eiji laughed, "Nyaaaa I missed your face Ochibi. You know the rest of the team passed out on the bus back at Fuji's place but you should come on over anyways!"
Ryoma smiled and opened his mouth to agree until seeing Kintarou jump Sakuno from the corner of his eye. His posture turned unknowingly frigid. Eiji followed Ryoma's eye of vision finding Sakuno blushing in Kintarou's choking grip.
"Woah, whose that and what's he doing with Sakuno chan?" Eiji wiggled his eyebrows at Ryoma, "You gonna beat him up Ochibi? You know I'm right here besides you!!! We'll give him the old Eiji-one-two!!!"
Eiji punched the air to prove his point, but it was lost on Ryoma.
"That's the new guy- Tooyama Kintarou," Ryoma muttered, "He's an idiot- he won't leave me alone and constantly hangs off on Sakuno's arm."
"Really now?" Eiji questioned and he looked up at Kintarou, who was now eagerly dragging Sakuno towards them. The boy certainly looked hramless enough. He has a free spirit grin which mirrored Eiji's back in his old days. A tennis racket was strapped to his back and behind him he pulled along a blushing Sakuno... with his fingers entwined with hers'. Eiji didn't miss Ryoma's frigidness, yet the boy said absolutely nothing.
Interesting.
"Yo!" Kintarou greeted, "Look what I found!"
He swung Sakuno's hand back and forth, a wide grin on his face.
"Kintarou kun you can let go now..." Sakuno whispered.
"Oh, right."
Kintarou easily slipped out of Sakuno's grip, but his longful gaze at the girl didn't miss on Eiji and Ryoma.
"I had every right to hold her hand at the time you know. If I didn't my girl would've gotten lost in the crowd."
Ryoma's eyes got hostile.
"Oh hey!!! You're Kikumura Eiji!!!" Kintarou exclaimed, "Wow I get to meet two awesome tennis players in one day- this is so cool!!!"
Eiji grinned whole honestly and crossed his arms behind his head, "Yup that's me!!!"
"Good Afternoon Eiji senpai," Sakuno politely smiled.
Eiji ruffled Sakuno's hair playfully, "Nya, I missed you Sakuno!!! When are you going to cook for us again?"
"Soon, I promise."
"No way," Kintarou gasped, looking at Sakuno, "You cook too?! Jesus I am going to marry you!!!"
Sakuno looked down flushing as Eiji burst out laughing. The older boy reached down to ruffle Kintarou's hair as well, "Oh man, this guys' going to be trouble. But anyways!- Ochibi, you coming? If you want you could bring Sakuno chan and Kintarou kun with you."
Ryoma immediately glared at Eiji, "No its-"
"Go where?" Sakuno asked.
"Oh," Eiji smiled, "We're going to visit the regulars, you two in?"
As if the world couldn't get any brighter, Kintarou's mouth dropped and the boy was lost in a blissful daze, "See the original Seigaku regulars?! Can we go?!" He looked at Ryoma, "Can we go Koshimae??? Come on, I'll let you copy down my notes from class!!!"
"I would like to see everyone again," Sakuno smiled, but then she caught sight of Ryoma's death aura and silently took back her request.
"Well it's settled!!!"Eiji yelled, "Come on kiddies, I parked that way!"
Kintarou yelled happily and reached down to grab Sakuno's hand, but only to be catching air. Ryoma instead, pulled the blushing girl besides him, entertwining their hands perfectly and striding after Fuji.
"Hey!!!" Kintarou yelled and caught up to the group, "Wait for me!!!"
Meanwhile Sakuno was in a daze at Ryoma's literally touching action. She kept looking downwards at their clutched hands. Noticing of course, how perfectly their fit together. Warmly she smiled up at Ryoma.
"You can let go now Ryoma kun, I know you don't like public display," Sakuno said with full understanding.
Ryoma muffled a reply Sakuno had to strain to hear.
"What did you say Ryoma kun?" Sakuno asked.
The pressure on her hand seemed to tighten and Ryoma looked down.
"You're going to fall if I let go," He huffly replied.
The rest of the walk was in silence but neither one could exactly ignore how much warmer it was with their hands touching. Sakuno most of all was smiling, because she wasn't a step behind Ryoma for once. Taking a good look at her boyfriend, Sakuno rested her head on his arm.
"Man, today was a fun first day!!!" Kintarou exclaimed. He threw both arms around Ryoma and Sakuno, "I can't wait for the next of the school year!!! It's going to be so much fun!!!"
Ahead of them, Eiji started to crack up.
EPISODE ONE- END
Sunday, November 25, 2007. 1:20 AM
Icebitten- I'M BAAAAACKKKKK. Did you guys miss me? Okay so here's the first chapter for "The Devil Plays Tennis" :D :D :D
This might or might not be interesting depending how much of you guys like Kintarou or at least know about him? XD I love him so the story revolved a lot around this trio. :)
I lost my word processor :( So sad that I don't have spell check anymore. So I deeply apologize if there are spellig or grammar mistakes. Please tell me if there are and I'll change it.
BYEEEE