Disclaimer: Prince of tennis doesn't belong to me. You know who it belongs to right?
Idea disclaimer: The idea doesn't belong to me either, it belongs to my friend.
Her dream is to become a singer.
His dream is to be with her forever……
Inspired by my friend's new oekaki.
A/Ns: My friend showed me her new oekaki and she was inspired by this idea. I was also inspired to write a fanfic on FujiRyo.
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Dreams
His dream is to become a pro.
And my dream was to be with him forever…………
Everyone starts out with their own dream, so did we. It was only a matter of fighting for that dream or just letting it fall through our hands.
He told me he wanted to become pro. He had succeeded in winning his father and even winning me. Now he had a new dream, to become pro.
And I supported him.
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"Nee Fuji-sempai."
"Hmmm….."
"What is your dream?" he asked turning from his position to lying on my stomach to propping himself up and looking straight into my eyes.
"Saaa….I wonder," we were having this conversation again. I never told him my dream although he told him all his.
"Syuu…Tell me." He pouted.
"Saa….. I wonder. How about we go for dinner?" I said pushing him gently off me and headed to the bathroom. I was escaping, I know it. But I could never bring myself to tell him what my dream was.
Most people would think that I dream to become a pro, or to become a photographer. Those to me were things that I can easily achieve; I was a tensai wasn't I.
To me the one true dream had to be something difficult to achieve, no no, not take over the world or come president. It has to be something unpredictable.
Nothing happened that night, after dinner we came home and went to sleep, no sex not even the usually kissing. I knew he was troubled with my not telling but I never knew what would happen next in our life that could alter it forever.
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"Syuu…I'm leaving Japan to pursue my dream and you should pursue yours too. Whatever it is." He dropped the bomb the day before he left for America.
I was too shocked to even react; when I didn't react he left just like this.
I could have told him, why didn't I. I didn't know. I did this to myself did I not? He left me to pursue his dreams and didn't ask me along.
The next day, everyone from the tennis team came to send him off. I wasn't there. I couldn't bear myself to send him off or tell him that I wanted him to stay. I did not want to hold him back.
In my room, tears flowed uncontrollably down my face. I held a picture of him with his usually smirk against my chest. "Ryo-chan, my dream is and will always be to be with you forever."
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A/Ns: Very fast story. Let me know what you think. Reviews and flames (constructive ones) welcomed.