Just a little drabble I thought of when I was attempting to wear my jacket over my shoulders. XD It wouldn't stay! Hope you enjoy!
I don't own Prince of Tennis. :p
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There was something Sanada always wondered about his captain. It was every time Yukimura walked toward him; Eyes open and alert, arms crossed over his chest, wind blowing his hair back, jacket draped elegantly over his shoulders...
It was that right there. The jacket over his shoulders. Sanada always wondered one thing. How did that jacket stay on his shoulders? When he was playing tennis, even against Sanada, it never fell. Not until that time with Echizen. And even then, the first year had to bend over backwards and loose himself a few points to accomplish it.
When the wind was blowing to the point that Niou's hair came out of it's rattail or Marui's bubbles popped against his will, Yukimura's jacket still stayed on his shoulders.
Was it pinned?
Maybe it was magic.
Sanada didn't believe in magic.
When Yukimura played against Sanada... By the time Sanada was flat on his back on the ground, hair dripping with sweat, chest heaving, hearing just coming back along with his eyesight, he'd see Yukimura standing over him, jacket still hanging easily over his shoulders.
Sanada supposed Yukimura was just that good.
One night, when Yukimura was staying over at Sanada's, they were lying on their backs in the backyard, staring up at the stars. Yukimura had the jacket still on his shoulders, and when he sat up to pick a near-by flower and lie back down, it didn't budge.
"Seiichi..." Sanada didn't look away from the twinkles of light above.
"Hm?" Yukimura started plucking the pedals off the flower, muttering something under his breath quietly.
"How... How does your jacket stay on your shoulders all the time? Why doesn't it fall off?" Sanada now turned his head to gaze at his Buchou.
Yukimura smiled softly and replied, "When your a captain, Sanada. When your a captain, I'll tell you."