Hi there! I just wanted to say that, in this fic, you can imagine Ryoma with anyone.
Disclamer: I don't own Prince of Tennis in any way.
*Ryoma's POV*
I'm sad, I want to see him again. And then as if he's reading my mind, he is at my door laughing and saying " Sorry, I don't know why but I wanted to see you." And then I laugh too and say "That's funny because I wanted to see you too." Then we started crying because we didn't understand. We did not know the reason for this thought. And right then we started feeling the pain. A pain that felt as if two big hands were ripping our hearts apart. As if they wanted to make us forget… And then the worst happened. He forgot, I forgot, We forgot. And we would only remember the nest time we were together again.
Drop.
I felt something falling. I put my hand on my face and felt tears even thought I didn't know why. I had forgotten. I know I forgot something very important, and it feels like this isn't the first time. I'm lonely right now, so I go for a walk. I go to a park where I feel very nostalgic. I take in the view around me and I notice that there is only one person in the park, apart from me. I feel like I know that person and I want to go to him so badly… I want to say "Hi! Is everything okay?" but I don't, because something is pulling me back… As if..If I go there, I will feel a lot of pain. But I was never the kind of person to be scared so I go and I introduce myself. He introduced himself and we shake hands. The moment his hand touches mine, I feel something like a volt of energy go through my body and I think he feels it too. That's when it hits me. All the memories… All the happy, sad, embarrassing and painful moments. The times we forgot each other over and over again. And also how we met over and over again. I feel his strong arms, his warmth, his scent as he hugs me and I hug him back. He says "So finally it's time. With this we part ourselves from this world, to the world of spirits…" and I complete "… and with that the curse is finally broken." To the outsiders they would see it likes this: two people hugging each other in the middle of a storm, until a thunder is heard. The thunder makes a tree split in half and one of the halves falls on the couple, and yet they don't move. They stay like that in each other arm's like they were expecting this.
I feel the pain but don't let go of him, because he is in pain too. We kiss, close our eyes and the next time they open, we know that we will see each other, and that way we die happy.
This is a little strange but please review.