21 Days to Love
Shishido wasn't exactly thrilled when he decided to stay with his best friend for the Summer break. He felt better than he would have with his parents. He would have been alone since his older brother was busy with things for school. Shishido didn't want to listen to his parents be romantic and crap for the next three weeks.
He removed his blue cap and ran a hand through his poofy brown hair. He missed his long hair, but he felt much more satisfaction with being a Regular again. He had Choutarou to thank for that. Now he had to thank him again for letting him stay in his home. He scanned the room he was in. It was their guest one, a simple style. The sheets were cotton and a blue color. The walls were simply colored an off-white. Nothing special.
Shishido tossed his regular clothing duffel next to the bed and set his tennis things next to it. He was a guy, and guys usually didn't need that many things.
The night had come not long after. It hadn't been an eventful day. Shishido had gone home to Choutarou's from school and put his things in the room. Choutarou's parents told the boys about their plans for the break and how they may not be at the house. There was nothing to worry about though, the two boy's couldn't do much.
Shishido sighed and ran a hand through his hair, walking down the dark staircase. He needed a glass of water. Once his foot hit the last step a bang sounded in the room. He stopped and looked around, shocked and confused. He noticed something on the couch and slowly walked over to get a better look. He raised his head and saw a girl laying on the couch. Her purple tank top was lifted up to reveal her hand covering her stomach. She wore large red pajama pants along with it. She had short black hair and was asleep on the couch. Shishido didn't recognize the girl, but he made a note to ask Choutarou about it in the morning. He still needed his glass of water.
Shishido groaned as the sunlight reflected from the mirror in the room. He knew that he couldn't get back to sleep after getting woken up. He moved the covers from his legs and swung them over the side of the bed. He needed more water. He scratched his head and walked out of the room.
The poofy-haired boy stopped at the bottom step when his eyes spotted the empty couch. Had he just imagined that girl there? He heard some shuffling from the kitchen and wandered to the entrance, finding that he hadn't. He watched the bedhead black haired girl take something out of the freezer. She studied it for a moment before tearing a small hole in it with her finger. She opened the microwave and set the frozen meal in it. She pressed many of the buttons, canceling a few of her decisions each time before finally choosing one.
Shishido watched her turn from the microwave and pick up a music magazine from the counter. She shifted through the pages, skipping many of the articles as she seemed to be studying it through. After a minute or two she tossed the magazine down and opened the microwave just as it hit zero. She took the meal out and tore off the remaining plastic, took a spoon from one of the drawers, and grabbed the music magazine. She than left out the other side of the kitchen. The boy watching her shook his head in anger and walked into the empty kitchen to get his needed cup of water.
"Ah, Shishido-san."
The boy mentioned looked up from his second glass of water. He saw his friend standing in the doorway, his brown eyes looking worried and his silver hair slightly messed up.
"Morning, Choutarou."
The boy walked into the white kitchen,"Have you been up long?"
Shishido shook his head,"No, I haven't. But who's the chick walking around your house?"
Choutarou gave him a perplexed look, confused by what he meant,"What do you mean?"
Shishido sighed,"Black hair, purple shirt, red pants."
The silver-haired boy realized what he was talking about. His look went from the realization straight to worry,"Oh no, that's my sister's friend. I forgot that Shizuka said she was going to stay here for a bit."
"Isn't your sister in Europe?"
"Yes, but her friend needed a place to stay so that she could find a permanent residence when school started back up."
Shishido nodded, he didn't need to know anymore about the girl. He found out who she was and that was it. He knew he wasn't crazy.
...But the next three weeks would be the most interesting, and crazy, weeks of his life...
Shishido is my favorite Prince of Tennis character, in a five-way tie of course. I love him a bunch and this will probably end up being one of the many fanfictions I will have about him. Please leave me any reviews.