Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis
Ponta: Thou I REALLY WANT TO! Unfortunately, it won't come true. AT LEAST I GET TO OWN A KAWAII KAIDOH STUFFED DOLL!
Inui: Amen, excuse me? :: holding his hand out::
Ponta: FINE! Here you can have your Kaidoh doll! Sniff I don't anything at all. This is not really an alternate universe but took place in high school. Momo might be OCC, sorry!
THE RIGHT GUY
Chapter 1
Momo's POV
I dumped the last heavy box on the wooden floor. I looked around and see numerous boxes lying around.
This is it. My own dorm room. I opened the nearest box and began to set my stuff around the dorm. I'm now a senior here at Seishun Gakuen High and been living around this school for two years. This will be my last year, and then I'll be finally free and maybe become tennis pro. I love tennis and obviously the best tennis player around here. Well maybe not the best exactly but I'm a regular on the Seigaku tennis team and we are one of the best in Japan.
I finished packing my stuff around and set the mirror in my bedroom. I looked at my violet eyes, showing tiredness and my perfectly spiked hair was all messed up with the sweat I gained from moving. I looked around and see that dorm was half empty with an extra spare room. Obviously the dorm was for two but I'm living here alone.
I never was alone for awhile ever since I lived in an apartment with an ex- boyfriend. Yes, an ex-boyfriend. I was gay and proud of it. My family was okay with it and I was happy to receive their acceptance unlike other families who just wanted a good normal kid and had a great grades. I became independent and decided to be responsible for my life. I moved out and into Seishun Gakuen high school. I joined the tennis club and already become a regular at the same time as my ex-boyfriend. We were huge rivals and always fought each other. I often called him Mamushi (viper) and he always called me an idiot.
However the opposites attracted each other and Mamushi and I began to date. We didn't do much but rather hang out and play tennis together in the street courts. Since we both go to the same high school, we decided to rent an apartment since it has much bigger room than the dorms. But things didn't work out.
I called off the relationship because I don't felt like that Mamushi is the one for me. My ex-boyfriend also has the same feelings as me. He easily got over our breakup and we moved into separate dorms. The last time I heard from Mamushi was that he was rooming with the manager of our tennis team, the data man. I never understand his taste in man and I was jealous that he already got a boyfriend.
I splat on my bed, welcoming the easing comforts to my weary muscles. I sighed, "Man! Everyone on the team has someone else, even that split- personalities guy! So unfair. Unfair."
I wasn't really depressed of being the only one who doesn't have someone else. I do need some time alone after my breakup. Though I do wish I could find the right guy for me. My eyelids were becoming heavy and I was about to sleep in my comfortable bed but comforts has to wait. On cue, the dorm phone rang and I groaned out of annoyance. I picked up the phone and answered, "What do you want?"
"This is Momoshiro, right?" An elderly woman voice spoke at the opposite end of the line.
"Yes, this is Momo. Now what is it that so important to interrupt my rest?" I exaggerated.
"Don't you recognize my voice?" She laughed.
I thought hard and then realized, "AH! Grandma Coach! Sorry, the phone wasn't good, so I couldn't tell."
"Apology accepted. But are you living in a dorm alone?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"I need you to come tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m. and picked up your new freshman roommate."
"NANI!? I need some time alone and I thought that the freshman goes to their own dorm?" Seniors, sophomores, and freshmen, each of the grade level, has their own dorms to keep the age of roommates equal and easy to organize.
"Sorry Momoshiro, the freshmen dorms were full and so we sending the extras to other dorms. You're the lucky person."
"You call that lucky?! I don't need a roommate! Find someone else's dorm!"
"Momoshiro, please do not make me tell a specific person to give you the penalty tea."
I cringed at the mention of the penalty tea, one of the worst drinks ever created in Japan, no the World. I have no choice but to accept it. "Fine. 9'o clock right?"
"Right. You don't need to come to the practice tomorrow. I see you the next day after tomorrow." The elder woman hanged up the phone and I hung up right afterward.
So much for time alone. Might as well sleep my first and last day in my own room before my roommate come in. No offense, but I like freshmen but sometimes they can be annoying with childish questions. I was about to collapse on my bed but suddenly the phone rang again. I swear that I'm going to kill that phone. I picked it up roughly and yelled, "NOW WHAT?!"
"Hoi Hoi! You sound like in bad mood, Momo!" A cheerful voice answered.
"Sempai?!" I recognized the "Hoi hoi" from anywhere. That voice belonged to one of the regulars of tennis team.
"I heard you got a new roommate! You're so lucky!"
"It's unlucky, sempai."
"Hmm. Are you sure, I saw some of the new freshmen and they were such an eye candies."
"Really?" My voice brightened, filled with hope.
"Yeah, really! They were so kawaii, it make me want to be their roommates!"
"Uh. Sempai, aren't you happy enough with your roommate?"
"True! Don't worry; it might not be so bad."
"Perhaps, sempai."
"Bye, the mother of Seigaku is calling for me!" He hung up the phone and I hung up soon after.
Please no more phone calls. I was about to sleep but realized that I stink from the sweat. I stripped of my clothes and took a nice hard hot shower to relieve the bad luck.
But then, if sempai is right, I would get a cute freshman for a roommate.
I finished showering and wore an extra set of clothes. I finally collapsed on my bed and closed my eyes for the night. Maybe it won't be so bad.
TBC
Ponta: Please review and I apologize for the terrible grammar. But I FOUND A MOMO STUFFED DOLL! YAY!
Ryoma: Mada mada dane. ::holds his hand out::
Ponta: HUH!? IT'S YOURS!? I thought you were with Sakuno!
Ryoma: Who want to be with that blabbermouth?
Ponta: But isn't Momo a blabbermouth too?
Ryoma: He's DIFFERENT. :: grabs the Momo doll and left::
Ponta: Sniff I never get to own anything related to PoT! But I bet you can guess who is going to be Momo's roommate. If not, you must be really dense.
Ponta: Thou I REALLY WANT TO! Unfortunately, it won't come true. AT LEAST I GET TO OWN A KAWAII KAIDOH STUFFED DOLL!
Inui: Amen, excuse me? :: holding his hand out::
Ponta: FINE! Here you can have your Kaidoh doll! Sniff I don't anything at all. This is not really an alternate universe but took place in high school. Momo might be OCC, sorry!
THE RIGHT GUY
Chapter 1
Momo's POV
I dumped the last heavy box on the wooden floor. I looked around and see numerous boxes lying around.
This is it. My own dorm room. I opened the nearest box and began to set my stuff around the dorm. I'm now a senior here at Seishun Gakuen High and been living around this school for two years. This will be my last year, and then I'll be finally free and maybe become tennis pro. I love tennis and obviously the best tennis player around here. Well maybe not the best exactly but I'm a regular on the Seigaku tennis team and we are one of the best in Japan.
I finished packing my stuff around and set the mirror in my bedroom. I looked at my violet eyes, showing tiredness and my perfectly spiked hair was all messed up with the sweat I gained from moving. I looked around and see that dorm was half empty with an extra spare room. Obviously the dorm was for two but I'm living here alone.
I never was alone for awhile ever since I lived in an apartment with an ex- boyfriend. Yes, an ex-boyfriend. I was gay and proud of it. My family was okay with it and I was happy to receive their acceptance unlike other families who just wanted a good normal kid and had a great grades. I became independent and decided to be responsible for my life. I moved out and into Seishun Gakuen high school. I joined the tennis club and already become a regular at the same time as my ex-boyfriend. We were huge rivals and always fought each other. I often called him Mamushi (viper) and he always called me an idiot.
However the opposites attracted each other and Mamushi and I began to date. We didn't do much but rather hang out and play tennis together in the street courts. Since we both go to the same high school, we decided to rent an apartment since it has much bigger room than the dorms. But things didn't work out.
I called off the relationship because I don't felt like that Mamushi is the one for me. My ex-boyfriend also has the same feelings as me. He easily got over our breakup and we moved into separate dorms. The last time I heard from Mamushi was that he was rooming with the manager of our tennis team, the data man. I never understand his taste in man and I was jealous that he already got a boyfriend.
I splat on my bed, welcoming the easing comforts to my weary muscles. I sighed, "Man! Everyone on the team has someone else, even that split- personalities guy! So unfair. Unfair."
I wasn't really depressed of being the only one who doesn't have someone else. I do need some time alone after my breakup. Though I do wish I could find the right guy for me. My eyelids were becoming heavy and I was about to sleep in my comfortable bed but comforts has to wait. On cue, the dorm phone rang and I groaned out of annoyance. I picked up the phone and answered, "What do you want?"
"This is Momoshiro, right?" An elderly woman voice spoke at the opposite end of the line.
"Yes, this is Momo. Now what is it that so important to interrupt my rest?" I exaggerated.
"Don't you recognize my voice?" She laughed.
I thought hard and then realized, "AH! Grandma Coach! Sorry, the phone wasn't good, so I couldn't tell."
"Apology accepted. But are you living in a dorm alone?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"I need you to come tomorrow morning at 9:00 a.m. and picked up your new freshman roommate."
"NANI!? I need some time alone and I thought that the freshman goes to their own dorm?" Seniors, sophomores, and freshmen, each of the grade level, has their own dorms to keep the age of roommates equal and easy to organize.
"Sorry Momoshiro, the freshmen dorms were full and so we sending the extras to other dorms. You're the lucky person."
"You call that lucky?! I don't need a roommate! Find someone else's dorm!"
"Momoshiro, please do not make me tell a specific person to give you the penalty tea."
I cringed at the mention of the penalty tea, one of the worst drinks ever created in Japan, no the World. I have no choice but to accept it. "Fine. 9'o clock right?"
"Right. You don't need to come to the practice tomorrow. I see you the next day after tomorrow." The elder woman hanged up the phone and I hung up right afterward.
So much for time alone. Might as well sleep my first and last day in my own room before my roommate come in. No offense, but I like freshmen but sometimes they can be annoying with childish questions. I was about to collapse on my bed but suddenly the phone rang again. I swear that I'm going to kill that phone. I picked it up roughly and yelled, "NOW WHAT?!"
"Hoi Hoi! You sound like in bad mood, Momo!" A cheerful voice answered.
"Sempai?!" I recognized the "Hoi hoi" from anywhere. That voice belonged to one of the regulars of tennis team.
"I heard you got a new roommate! You're so lucky!"
"It's unlucky, sempai."
"Hmm. Are you sure, I saw some of the new freshmen and they were such an eye candies."
"Really?" My voice brightened, filled with hope.
"Yeah, really! They were so kawaii, it make me want to be their roommates!"
"Uh. Sempai, aren't you happy enough with your roommate?"
"True! Don't worry; it might not be so bad."
"Perhaps, sempai."
"Bye, the mother of Seigaku is calling for me!" He hung up the phone and I hung up soon after.
Please no more phone calls. I was about to sleep but realized that I stink from the sweat. I stripped of my clothes and took a nice hard hot shower to relieve the bad luck.
But then, if sempai is right, I would get a cute freshman for a roommate.
I finished showering and wore an extra set of clothes. I finally collapsed on my bed and closed my eyes for the night. Maybe it won't be so bad.
TBC
Ponta: Please review and I apologize for the terrible grammar. But I FOUND A MOMO STUFFED DOLL! YAY!
Ryoma: Mada mada dane. ::holds his hand out::
Ponta: HUH!? IT'S YOURS!? I thought you were with Sakuno!
Ryoma: Who want to be with that blabbermouth?
Ponta: But isn't Momo a blabbermouth too?
Ryoma: He's DIFFERENT. :: grabs the Momo doll and left::
Ponta: Sniff I never get to own anything related to PoT! But I bet you can guess who is going to be Momo's roommate. If not, you must be really dense.