Hello to all fanfictioners! Haha! My first ever Fuji Syusuke fic! I've been doing a lot of fics, I just don't put it here. Well here goes nothing!I wanna try out in this site! I hope you like the plot! It just popped out on my mind! Please be easy on me! Oh and by the way! Slight RyoSaku on this fic but not on this chapter since I like the two kids' love strory. Haha!
So much for talking! Here goes chapter 1~!
DISCLAIMER: I do not and will never own Prince of Tennis! I promise~!
Chapter 1
"Harumi! Get back to work! The manager will murder me if he found you resting again!" the said girl quickly stood up from her sitting position on the floor then looked at her friend who was standing a few feet away to her left, her hands on her hips. Harumi's expression is a mixture of annoyance and pain. Her legs already hurt due to standing for several hours now.
"Being a saleslady is not easy." She complained as she approached the shouting girl a while ago who was now arranging the bags they merchandise on the mall.
"And who told you its easy?" Her friend, Akane, raised an eyebrow on her.
"You!" she shouted and pouted at her not-so-in-the-mood-friend-to-argue who just scoffed at what she said. Well, it is quite true. Akane is one of the reasons why she is now working at a medium sized mall in Tokyo. She is the one who encouraged her to work as a saleslady so that Harumi would not depend on her mother for her allowance at school. Being influential to their manager, Akane had immediately put Harumi into work.
"I just helped you. It was still your choice to take the job or not. Got to go I have customers." Harumi watched as her friend briskly walked towards the customers and endorse their merchandise with smiles. Giving Akane a frown, she went back to the luggage section for which she was in charge of.
"Just wait luggie! We'll get out of this place soon." Harumi caressed a medium sized pink luggage whose body almost reached her hips and is made of polycarbonate hard plastic. She had been dreaming and saving for this luggage bag for a very long time. Almost one-fourth of her salary goes to her savings for this bag. And in order to keep it from the greedy buyers, she always discredit it to the buyers, saying that it is the worst luggage or that it has low standards and easy to break then giving them other options for such luggages.
Harumi sat down next to the luggage then appreciate its beauty, again. She smiled when she pictured herself walking on the airport with it. People around may think of her as crazy when they see her in this state, which is, animatedly smiling with twinkles in her eyes. She was still smiling when someone behind her cast his/ her shadow on her.
"Excuse me." Thinking that it was still part of her imagination, she ignored the soft male voice she heard.
"Ehem. I would like to buy that luggage." Breaking away from her dreams, she swiftly looked at the intruder who dared to ruin her dreams. She was planning to shout at the guy but failed to do so when she was met by an angelic smiling face before her. Harumi found herself frozen in place as the smiling guy with beautiful light brown hair approached her. He seemed like a girl with his features and only the tennis uniform and jacket he wore were the signs that he is a guy. Harumi had to look up to be able to face the guy who was now standing right in front of her. He was tall, or should I say she was small. For goodness sake! Her height is just at the shoulder level of a 5'7'' foot guy! She stared at him, more at his closed eyes than his smile. Her mind wondered at how those eyes would look like if they were open or if he can see her at this awkward state right now.
"Excuse miss but I want to buy that luggage." The guy said smiling; his voice was more attractive than she thought. She smiled sweetly, but that smile immediately vanished when she remembered one of the words that came out of his mouth, 'buy'. Her eyes widen at surprise and shock. This guy wanted to buy her dream luggage! This smiling guy for whom she thought is an angel is going to be a demon in her eyes just because he wanted to buy her luggage! And not just a simple luggage, a pink luggage!
'Is she a gay?' she thought before frowning at him, giving him a disgusted look.
"Ahm. Hehe. Maybe you should just buy another luggage. You see, a pink luggage doesn't look good with such a guy like." Harumi said, her arms extended towards him, as if to hug him.
"I don't care. I would still like to buy that luggage. It's not for me anyway." Harumi mentally hit her head. Why didn't she think of that? How can a handsome guy like him buy a luggage and go around the town with a pink luggage? Why did she think of him as a guy without a girlfriend? And not to mention, a GAY!
"I see it's for your girlfriend!" jumping delightedly, she took another pink luggage just around the corner and put it in front of him, covering his first choice.
"This one! It's more than perfect for her! It's expandable and it's very light. You see!" she carried the luggage and put it down again then smiled at him. She saw him giggled which made Harumi, frown.
"I'm sorry but, I would still like the other one." He pointed at it then gave her a weird smile. That was what Harumi thought the smile is, weird. It was sort of sadistic in some way.
She got out of her reverie and think of the plans she could do in order to make the guy change his mind.
"But sir! The luggage you want has low standards! Its handle is hard to extend and its inside has less space! Not to mention the metal for which it is made of is heavy and attractive to rust! And the most least of its characteristics is…" she took the luggage out of its place and carried it near her chest.
"…it has the worst design ever!" she made a face that she wished will scare the guy but instead she got a light chuckle from him. What's so funny? Why he isn't even affected? Is he prone to merchandise discrediting?
"I'm sorry but whatever you say, I'm still going to buy that." He grabbed the handle, still smiling. She pulled it near her before he could even take it from her but the brown haired guy didn't let go. He pulled it again and Harumi did the same. A few seconds later, both of them are still trying to take it from each others grasp. No one can surrender, both are ready to fight. Not until Harumi exploded.
"ARGH! WHY DO YOU EVEN WANT THIS BAG! MAYBE IT'S FOR YOU AND YOU'RE JUST USING YOUR GIRLFRIEND AS AN EXCUSE SO YOU CAN BUY THIS LUGGAGE! FOR GOODNESS SAKE IT'S PINK AND YOU'RE SO EAGER TO GET IT AWAY FROM ME! OH YEAH I KNOW WHY! YOU'RE A GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!" Harumi panted as he looked at the guy whose eyes were now open and staring at her, his smile also gone. She stood up properly and bit her lower lip, had she gone too far?
"What's going on?" both of them looked at the side to see another man with glasses and in a corporate attire walked towards them. Harumi bowed down as soon as she realized who the man is, it's her manager, Mr. Akimitsu. She's in a lot of trouble now!
"Miss Amaterasu! What trouble have you done again?" the manager scolded her.
"Kyaah! It's Fuji Syusuke the famous tennis regular of Seishun!"
"Why is he here? And what did Harumi did to her?"
Harumi slowly stood up and looked at her co-workers who were now surrounding them, all of them looking at them especially to the guy who was, right now, talking to Mr. Akimitsu.
'?' she thought of the name, he sounds familiar, very familiar.
And then her eyes widen in shock. It's Fuji Syusuke! The Seishun Gakuen regular! The smiling tensai! One of the regulars who are going to U.S. to represent Japan in one of the famous tournaments! She had just watched him last night in the news, she was even hoping of meeting one of the Seishun regulars. Who would have thought she will? And in a least unexpected way.
"Harumi!" She looked at her manager whom, she didn't even noticed, was standing right beside her, Fuji behind him.
"Why did you argue with Mr. Syusuke?" Harumi looked down, she had nothing to say. And she knew where this will lead to anyway; she'll be kicked out of her job.
"Miss Amaterasu! You're fi-"
"Mr. Manager, you don't have to do that. She was just doing her job. Right?" Fuji smiled at her and she gave her a forced smile in return. He saved her; he really was an angel to him. She smiled inwardly, Fuji is a great guy.
"But I would still like to buy that luggage."
'WRONG!' she pouted. Looks like she lost. She watched her male co-workers take the luggage to the cashier. Her eyes were animatedly in tears. Her dream luggage was now being taken away from her! Her dreams are broken! BROKEN! And it's all because of that…
"Thanks for handing me the luggage. Don't worry it will be on good hands." She glared at the smiling-angel-that-can-be-evil-sometimes who was now walking away from her.
"ARGH! YOU GAY! I WILL GET MY LUGGAGE BACK! I PROMISE! YOU'LL SEE! GAAAAY!"
Sorry to all Fuji Syusuke fans for calling him a gay! Haha! It's just part of the story! And NO! He is not a gay in this story, I can't do that since he's too handsome to be called a gay.
So, what do you think? Good? Better? Worse? Worst?
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