Hey it's me Akusami. I created a new account and rewritten my Ryoma x Sakuno story. Enjoy!
Like the last story, Sakuno here is super OOC. The general POV here is Sakuno's. I'll remind you if the POV changed. ;)
Baka! Baka! Baka!
I inwardly groaned to myself and glanced at my clock.
7:00 AM.
I turned off my BAKA!BAKA! limited edition neko alarm clock and started arranging the contents of my tennis bag; I'm heading for Japan later to study in Seishun Gakuen, a.k.a. Seigaku, one of the most prestigious schools and also one of the schools with the best tennis team, in Japan. As they say.
After going through a final check, I grabbed my tennis bag and went downstairs. After bidding goodbye to the owner of the unit, I left the house and headed straight to the taxi bay.
"Miss, where to?" asked the driver of the cab.
"To JFK airport please" I replied.
The car started moving along the streets of New York. I looked at the window and observed the passing people, cars, light posts and tall buildings. The taxi passed by some tennis grounds; I saw a group of men, at around 16 years old, bullying a girl by hitting her with tennis rackets. I was greatly troubled, so I turned to the driver and asked him to stop. He hit the brakes and winked at me. I think he knows what I am going to do. I came out of the taxi and went straight to the tennis courts.
"Yo. What are you doing?" I said as I fling my tennis bag over my shoulders.
The group of men stopped hitting the girl and started facing toward my direction. One of them, probably their leader, went closer to me.
"Wow. Some girl in twin braids talking to me like that?" he said in a cocky tone.
His comrades started laughing. I gave them a glare which caused them to shut up.
"Some ass hitting a girl with his racket? Rackets are used to hit balls, like this!" I hurriedly opened my tennis bag and took my tennis racket and hit his *censored* with it. He screamed in pain and his friends went toward him. I quickly took the hand of the girl and dragged her towards the cab.
"Where are we going?" asked the girl, who's hesitating to get inside the cab.
"Just come in. Faster!" I pushed the girl inside and rode the cab.
"Mister, start driving now!" Then the cab started moving away from the grounds, leaving those guys shouting and looking like idiots on the street.
I sighed and placed my racket back inside my tennis bag.
"Excuse me, why did you help me?" asked the girl. I looked at her and thought about it for awhile.
"I like to. I'll drop you off somewhere, just be careful on your way back, you might encounter them again" I said. I started arranging the contents of my tennis bag again.
"Thank you." I heard her mutter. I didn't bother glancing back at her again, but I felt my lips form a smile.
We stopped at a certain store and the girl alighted. She waved goodbye and I waved back. After closing the door, we started heading to the airport again. I might be late for my flight. I glanced at the window again, and felt my eyes drifting off to sleep.
I was on a tennis court.
It was raining.
The setting seems familiar to me.
"The tournament is now canceled due to bad weather, we'll announce on what time the rematch will be held" proclaimed by the umpire.
I felt empty.
I looked at the umpire with a surprised look on my face.
"Sorry, I can't do anything about it." He said, as he left his seat.
I looked at my opponent.
A young boy with a dark-greenish hair, wearing his signature white cap, is on the other side of the court.
I looked at his golden eyes, and felt the world tumbling down.
I'm going home tonight.
I might never meet him again.
He will win this fight.
"Miss" said the young boy.
"Miss" he said again.
"Miss, miss, wake up, we're at the airport." I opened my eyes and saw the driver shaking me up.
"Sorry. Here is my payment, you can keep the change." I alighted the cab and went inside the airport.
After a few hours of waiting, the passengers were asked to board the plane. As I was entering inside the plane, I thought about my dream.
I hope we'll meet again and finish what we've started.