A/N: Here's just a prologue of the story I'm workin' on out of boredom. Also, sorry to my ItakuxF!Rikuo's readers, I'm not able to continue with that for now, because the usb that contained the chapters broke - also I got a lot of stuff to do recently. I need review on this, because I found Tezuka interesting, but I don't wanna go overboard and write 6k words bout this yet ... (even though I did.)
Warnings: Short. Prologue ffs XD
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis and the characters, but the OC belongs to me. ಠ_ಠ
Summary: Not much to say here, but Kameyo and Kunimitsu are neighbours since little; and Kameyo asked if Kunimitsu could go with her to the guitar repair shop to pick up her guitar.
Cheerful and troublesome, playful and cunning, kind hearted and earnest. She also seemed like a feather brain, but surprisingly smart. That was the personality trait for the young girl, Kameyo Kaido who seemed to be in the same age with the infamous Seigaku's Captain ; Kunimitsu Tezuka. Since they have practically knew each other since they were just bean sprout - Kameyo was too used to call the other with his first name.
"Hey... Mitsu~... Are you free today?" The caramel haired girl asked in her usual Kansai accent to the taller brunette.
"Training." He replied shortly after ; he wasn't a guy who's into empty chit-chatting. That was so like him.
Kameyo had her chair turned to the back so she would be sitting while facing the seat at her back, which was Kunimitsu's. The boy's mahogany optics shifted to look at her for a brief second, but then he averted them back to his book - that seemed to be something Kameyo wouldn't be interested in.
"Ahh. I need to pick my guitar at Yamada-san's place, and he said that he can't open his shop in Sunday. I don't really want to ask old man to go with me" She said in a nearly exasperated tone.
"It would be late by then. Isn't Yamada's place far?" he replied.
"I know right? Old man walks rea~~~lly slowly. I don't want him to be tired from walking too..." she whined softly as she laid her head on Kunimitsu's desk.
The boy went silent for a while. He knew Kameyo well enough that he was certain that she was not the type who would go anywhere outside alone, especially when it's nearly dark. It had always been him, or the old man accompanying her all along. Though, recently Kameyo's grandfather's knees got worse, so it seemed illogical if he would let that old man walk a mile just to be with Kameyo.
"Wait for me, I'll go with you after training." he said.
A/N: Told you it was short. IT'S A DAMN PROLOGUE! Reviews needed. ಠ_ಠ
