Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis

I Want Another Chance!!

His fingers were nearly limp by now. He couldn't believe what had just happened. After all of those devoted hours, had he just…?

Kirihara looked forward. His opponent had sunk. This was the end.

This was the match he was waiting for. The most anticipated match that he had trained so hard for, together with the rest of the team.

And he had won.

He had won against someone who was constantly being compared to a god. Even though that bluenette never believed he would be able to, he did.

But he had never wanted this!

No!

No matter how many times he tried, he would never be able to see them again exactly like they were.

They should have been stronger than that. Kirihara knew.

With such a strong defense, it should have been nothing. No problem at all.

No…the real problem was the move that Kirihara used. He should have never used that.

It was too strong…too violent.

He had always attacked his opponents in his matches. He sometimes even threw the ball directly at them. But this was too much…

He wanted to win…but not like this.

He had pushed his opponents this far so many times before…but he hated having to see them, someone so powerful, faint like that, and so quickly into the match.

Kirihara wanted to be in control, not have this happen.

He wanted another chance.

He didn't want this.

He didn't…

It didn't matter.

No matter what he thought about it…it didn't matter.

It just didn't matter.

Because Kirihara remembered to save before battling Giratina in Pokemon Platinum.

End

…:3;; I kind of can't believe I just wrote that.