A/N: Yay! I managed to write something about Jiroh and his love for sleeping! I refused to make it narcolepsy cos I know my dear Jiroh doesn't have narcolepsy. I know he doesn't. Hrrmph! But I don't know whether the title's appropriate cos this seems to reveal more than just Jiroh and his sleeping obsession. :/ nevermind! Enjoy! and please please please review loads!
Friday, 13/02 07:00am
Dear Diary,
My parents keep worrying that I have some weird disorder called narcolexy. What's that thing anyway? I don't even know how to spell it. I wish I could know. It seems related to sleeping, since they keep talking about it together with sleeping. And me. They say I have to meet a syco, no, sicho, no, siecologist person tomorrow. Why do I have to meet that weird person? I don't even know how to spell that thing. Bye diary, I have shower before I get ready for school now. Ja!
xoxox, Jiroh
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Friday, 13/02 11:00pm
Dear Diary,
As usual school was boring today. I slept through lessons cos I was too sleepy after staying up all night long. There's no point in listening to the teacher droning on anyway. I'm going to be a pro tennis player when I grow up. I don't care. I'm sorry I'm writing such short entries nowadays. I want to be able to beat Atobe and to do that I need to practice more. My parents seem to be sleeping. I'd better get out now. Bye diary, I'll write more after I come back! Ja!
xoxox, Jiroh
P.S. Diary, I cried again after Atobe beat me. But secretly of course. I don't want anyone to know that I cry. They'll call me a crybaby.
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Saturday, 14/02 07:30am
Dear Diary,
I'm back later than usual. I just reached 30minutes ago. It was harder than usual to get in unnoticed because more servants were awake. But I think it was worth it. Hmm, Diary, can I ask you something? Sometimes I wonder if I should play doubles like Marui-kun. Do you think I should? But then, I don't think I can. There's no one like Jackal-kun to complement me. It makes me sad. Ahh! My parents seem to be awake. Great, I have to go meet that siecologist person now. I wonder what he does. Ja!
xoxox , Jiroh.
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Saturday, 14/02 02:00pm
Dear Diary,
My parents found out my secret. It seems that the siecologist person pretends to be nice and makes me tell my secrets and then relays them on to my parents. That's so stupid! I'm never telling siecologists anything. Ever. Now my parents are going to put a manservant in front of my door to stop me from getting out. But I don't care. I'm going to climb out of the window. It'll train me as well. There's a tree near my window which I can jump to. Then I'll climb down. Yeah! I feel so clever! Hah, I betcha anything that I'm clever than Oshitari. Diary, I'm going to be serious now so listen carefully, okay? I swear on my tennis racket that I will keep going out every night to practice tennis, no matter what it costs me until I can beat Atobe. And Marui-kun. I'll be the strongest player in Hyotei. Watch me improve, will you?
xoxox, Jiroh.
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EPILOGUE:
Jiroh's parents stood in Jiroh's empty room, looking at the open window and the empty space where Jiroh's tennis bag used to lie.
"Will Jiroh be all right? He can barely pass his exams after sleeping through all his classes." Jiroh's mother worried.
"He just loves tennis, that's why. He is strong-willed you know. We'll just have to support him until he reaches his goal, whatever it is. At least he isn't suffering from narcolepsy." Jiroh's father replied, firmly.
Jiroh wiped away tears, as he listened to every word his parents exchanged.
"Thank you 'kachan, 'tochan." Jiroh whispered as he started climbing down the tree.