Ryoma, Sakuno and the dorm room happenings

Chapter one:

Ryoma hit the tennis ball back to Momoshiro. It was during afternoon tennis practice. The sun was blazing down, making the courts outside virtually a steam bath. Momo jumped up into the air hitting his famous Super Greato Momoshiro Special. Ryoma only smirked as he hit it back.

After gaining the final match point against Momo retaining both their spots on the regulars. The others who had also finished their games sat against the fences and complained about how hot it was. Eiji was heard louder than the rest, as his doubles partner Oishi, and his best friend Fuji tried to consol him. Momo and Echizen's game was the last to fill in for the regulars; ever since Taka had stopped playing to work for his father at their sushi shop there were exactly eight people and eight spots for the regulars.

Ryoma leaned against the fence, listening to the others talk. His ears picked up a laugh that made his heart lurch. Ryoma stiffened, catching the attention of the others. The laugh continued to get closer until a few moments later when a group of girls came around the corner. The girl in the middle was the one Ryoma had waited for. Sakuno Ryusaki, a brown haired, clumsy girl had been his friend since freshmen year, and his object of affection since the summer between their senior year and freshman year of collage. They'd both been accepted to the same collage last year and now they were in their second year. Ryoma knew that she was klutzy and shy, but he also knew that she was kind and caring to all those around her, making her shine above the other girls vying for his attention.

It had been awhile since the regulars had since Sakuno around the courts. She used to be here all the time, wand then suddenly she'd just stopped. A tension, they couldn't figure out was about, permeated between the two. But there she was and she seemed confused about how she had gotten there. Apparently Sakuno had been distracted and hadn't noticed where she and her friends where walking, until she came face to face with the last person she wanted to see at the moment. Immediately her eyes searched to find his, until her hazel orbs met his golden gaze. Sakuno blushed and looked away, instead looking towards the ground. Realizing Ryoma would figure out exactly what she was doing, she gained a bit of courage and looked towards Ryoma. Her eyes never made it passed his sweat soaked t-shirt.

"Hello Ryoma-kun, how are you?" Ryoma looked at her face but noticed that she wouldn't meet his gaze, feeling disappoint spread he answered.

"Alright you?" Ryoma could've hit himself. She was finally talking to him and that was all he could say. He was well aware that Sakuno was avoiding him, and he was pretty sure why and whose fault it was. His, of course.

"I'm good. Just been busy." She replied lamely. Ryoma nodded dumbly, and then lowered his gaze missing the longing gaze on her face. "Well I better get going. I don't want to keep you from practice." Ryoma jerked his head up, he really didn't want her to go, but he nodded anyway.

"Yeah, later." Sakuno nodded; waved to the other tennis players she knew and continued around the next turn with her friends disappearing from Ryoma's view. Ryoma felt a sinking twinge in his stomach and his heart, his fingers shaking from the erg to grab her and not let her out of his sights. The regulars had seen the agony on both their faces but they couldn't do anything. They didn't know the problem, so didn't know what to do or what advice to give to make it better. Everyone had knew them a long time, and had thought that their relationship had finally progressed into something more 'serious' after the school had begun. Now with them not talking it was just awkward, and it was just hurting both parties.

Ryoma closed his eyes in frustration, tossing his half empty water bottle and along with his towel onto the ground next to Kaidoh. "I'm going to go for a jog." Then he took off to run before anyone could say anything. He just felt like punishing himself, he couldn't sit at the moment. Ryoma couldn't believe how big of a coward he was, he knew it should be him that broke the silence between them. After all it was his fault that they weren't talking.

FLASHBACK……

Ryoma and Sakuno where sitting in Ryoma's hub dorm room. They were in the same European History class, and they needed to write a short five page essay on the French Revolution. It wasn't that it was hard; it was just an excuse for them to hang out, without the others around. Sakuno was typing away at her laptop at Ryoma's desk as he worked on his own laptop from his bed. Momo, his roommate, was off eating burgers with Eiji.

Ryoma was practically finished with his own paper, so he was watching Sakuno work on hers. He wasn't sure why but he couldn't take his eyes off of her. She looked the same as always, a messy ponytail, black rimmed reading glasses, and unconsciously biting her lower lip as she wrote and reread her work. Feeling his eyes on her, Sakuno turned to see what Ryoma leaning against the wall his computer in his lap unused at the moment. His golden eyes were staring straight at her. She felt the familiar flutter of her heartbeat as she stared back at him. Figuring he wanted something, she turned her chair towards him

"Ryoma are you done already?" Ryoma only shook his head no, "Did you need your desk then?" Again he shook his head no. Rolling her eyes at him Sakuno sighed, a little irritated. "Then spit out. What do you want? Ryoma looked at her a moment longer, then shrugged.

"I didn't say anything."

"Yeah but you're staring at me and have been for awhile. So what do you need?" Sakuno got from the desk and grabbed the computer off his lap and set it next to her own, so her klutziness wouldn't get in the way while they talked. She sat Indian style facing next to him and waited for him to talk.

Ryoma just kept staring at her, Sakuno watched his eyes, eyes that were looking straight at her, watching as the eyes seemed to weight their options, and finally it seemed Ryoma had come to one. The light in his eyes seems to have changed, and suddenly they where closer to each other, and moving closer still. Sakuno wasn't sure she wanted what she expected was to come, scared it would change things between them, yet she couldn't move away. Ryoma's palm cupped the side of her faces as they were only inches/centimeters apart. Then their lips touched, just a hesitant touching of lips. Ryoma pulled back to face her. "I need you and I want to do that again. That alright with you?"

Sakuno felt herself nodding, not really sure, as she was being swept up by emotions and feelings she'd only read about in novels. Ryoma's eyes began to drift shut, as did her own, as the kiss deepened taking their breath's away. Sakuno's hands came up to cup the nape of Ryoma's neck. The small hairs there tickling her finger's as they brushed against it. Ryoma felt heat surging in his stomach region, as he felt those long slender fingers holding him, more importantly not pushing him away.

Finally their human limitations caught up with them as they needed to breathe. They pulled away slowly, reluctantly. Ryoma's hands where on either side of Sakuno's face, as he looked down at her. Only to realize that sometime during their make out session Ryoma had leaned them down, her on bottom, her legs practically opened from their previous Indian style position and cradling his hips as he lay upon her.

A fierce blush covered Sakuno's face, along with fear of what she felt. She knew then they needed to stop or the would definitely do something she wasn't ready to do. Panicking Sakuno pushed Ryoma off of her. "I need to leave. Bye." Sakuno had taken her laptop and fled the room as fast as she could. She didn't stop until she reached her own hub room, at the other end of then unisex dorm. Rushing inside, she locked the door behind her. Tomo wasn't in and Sakuno was glad. Laying the laptop onto her desk Sakuno climbed onto her bed to lie down. Remembering what just happened, her heart sunk at the realization that she'd just pushed Ryoma away with no explanation. Feeling tears rise up in her eyes Sakuno began crying.

End of Flashback Warning switching of pov's

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Well that's it for now. Cheers Fanfiction readers.

BlackDove of Blessings

Ryoma and Sakuno are in collage and in a hopeless situation. Or so they think. Read and find out what I put them trough.