OKK- This is the sequel to the one I made called Eternity. Requested by wara ningyo! Enjoy!
Disclaimer- I don't own Prince of Tennis.
Pairing- Perfect Pair…..sort of……
Rating- K+
Warning- Angst, regret… I love these genres. Oh, OOCness may be involved.
Forever
I stood back a ways, watching the crying form in front of me. Oh, how I don't want him to cry. Never have I seen him so forlorn. If I could only walk up to him and apologize. But I can't.
I listen closely to what he was rambling on about. Ah, the promise under the sakura tree. I remember now. I guess I forgot over the years. I remember the boy, smaller than I was, smiling up to me expectantly. I couldn't help but agree to the promise. To be with each other forever.
What's this about Sakura bringing over the baby? I don't remember her doing that. Must have been ages ago. He is quite small, isn't he? So is Sakura-chan. Sometimes I wish he would have her personality too.
Junior High…it was great, I agree. Hn, only is you knew how much I worried. I worried over my shoulder after I hurt it. I worried over the time when I was gone; hoping you guys will do okay without me. No, it wasn't carefree and worriless. At least not for me. I quit tennis after our last year there. Isn't that when you quit photography? Yes, it was. Why did you Syusuke?
I didn't mean to leave you alone. I just forgot. I now understand why you smiled all the time. To hide your weaknesses from others, am I right? Did it work for you? I didn't work for me.
I know I promised. I know I forgot about it. I know I am sorry.
I watched from a distance as he wiped his blue eyes dry. He smiled a forlorn smile, one that was forced. It hurt to see him like that.
I can't return your love Syusuke. Once again, I'll be sorry for forever.
-Owari-
A/N- Yes, it was crappy and sooooo out of character! U.U I feel so sad after this. Why did you do this to Syusuke, Tezuka? You're so mean! Nah, I'm kidding. I ish sorry to any TezukaxFuji lovers out there who hate me now. I love you all too! Oh yea, don't forget to review. Critiques are wanted, compliments are needed, flames I could do with out. Ja ne!