NOTE: I know i have not completed my other story but I just thought of this and had to write it down before I forget the plot. Anyway, I have decided, despite liking the fuji/ryoma pairing a lot, there are just too little Yukimura/ryoma pairings (which I adore just as much), so all my stories will be yukimura/ryoma. Back to the story, Ryoma's a girl.

Disclaimer: Prince of tennis does not belong to me.

"Okay Yukari, I'll be back in a couple of weeks."

Closing his cell phone, Yukimura headed towards the nearest café and took a seat. At the age of 24, Yukimura was an attractive bachelor with both looks and money. He had studied in a famous school for the arts and graduated as the best painter. It was no surprise that he was one of the most popular painters in Japan. Not only that, he was also well known for being a playboy.

He had just got off the phone with his current girlfriend, Yukari Hoshi, a famous figure in the modelling industry. Ordering a cup of black coffee, he begins to observe his surroundings. His manager, Ann, had booked him a ticket to Hokkaido and insisted that he take a well-deserved break. Knowing that his manager will not change his mind, he relented and came over to take a break. However, his phone has been ringing since he had stepped out of the plane.

Guessing that the phone would not stop ringing until he picked it up, he gave a barely audible sigh and answered the phone, immediately hearing the high pitched voice screaming into his ears. Holding the phone about an arm's length away from his ear, he slowly coaxed his girlfriend and finally managed to calm her down and assure her that he would be after a few weeks. That was how he ended up in this café, feeling very thirsty and tired.

Stirring the black coffee slowly, he ignored the dreamy sighs emitted from the females around him. All he knew was that he was to marry some stranger after he returned from his trip. He was taking a sip of coffee when he saw a girl with long green hair sitting on the bench a few meters away under a beautiful oak tree.

Ryoma was gazing at the peaceful streets, looking at an old couple strolling down the lane, hand in hand. She smiled slightly before thinking, "If only I could be like that couple, so happy and in love." Shaking her head slightly, she let a sad smile grace her face. It was impossible for that to happen; it was not that she was very ugly. In fact, with her long silky green hair and mesmerising golden orbs, no matter where she went, she would be the centre of attention. It was just that her parents had set an arranged marriage for her and she was to return back to Tokyo to get married in a couple of week's time.

Ryoma was dressed in cream coloured shirt and a long brown skirt. The ends of her long skirt were fluttering upward, revealing the milky white skin of her ankles and her dainty white shoes which matched her outfit perfectly.

Tucking the strands of hair that came loose from her clip, she looked up when she found a pair of piercing amethyst eyes staring at her.

Yukimura was taken aback by the innocent beauty. His coffee mug that was a few centimetre away from his mouth had come into a stop, and he simply gawked at her. She was different from all his ex-girlfriends, whose faces were caked with makeup. With just one look, he was attracted to her. Finishing his coffee, he placed a couple of notes on the table and walked towards her, with a slightly nonchalant expression on his face. In a couple of long strides, he was soon beside her.

Ryoma looked at the guy who has just approached her. He had a delicately shaped visage and a pair of enigmatic amethyst eyes. He was rather feminine looking but something about him told her that he was not one to be messed with. Overall, he was quite attractive but Ryoma just could not remember where she had seen his face before.

Yukimura froze for awhile when he saw recognition flashed across her eyes. For some reason, he did not want her to know him as a playboy. "I-"

NOTE: I know it is a little short. But this is only the beginning.

How was it, do you think I should continue writing? Please review and share your opinions. Thanks for reading.