"Conviction"
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis is not mine.
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"We will win."
Yukimura's voice is calm, steady and sure as he folds his arms across his chest. He glances at his team, eyes trailing upon each regular standing before him, and a pleased smile appears on his lips.
Yagyuu pushes back his glasses onto the bridge of his nose and nods back, folding his arms with grace befitting a gentleman.
Niou smirks, and brings two fingers to his forehead, mimicking a salute as he leans against Yagyuu. "Roger that."
Marui pops the bubble he is blowing and holds out a thumbs-up sign, draping his other arm over Jackal's shoulder. "You bet, right Jackal?"
Jackal glances sideways at his partner and nods, grinning as he also makes a thumbs-up sign.
Yanagi leans against the lockers, gingerly placing his pen between the pages of his notebook before closing it. "Of course."
"I'll crush them," Kirihara says as he clenches his fists tightly and raises it over his head, determination masking his features .
Sanada meets Yukimura's adamant eyes, sees the flames burning behind those gentle teal orbs and knows, without doubt, that Yukimura's words will ring true the moment they step on the courts tomorrow. They will prevail; they will beat their opponents and take the championship trophy back to Rikkai, just like what they had done before. Sanada echoes the words – absolute, infallible and full of conviction.
"We will win."
Yukimura looks at him, and nods with a smile; they would not have it any other way.
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A/n: I wrote this drabble a few months back, and just thought of posting it here since I haven't posted in a while. Feedback is not required, but is very much appreciated, as well as comments, suggestions and concrit. Thank you for your time.