Art of love

Disclaimer: I don't any of the character other than Sasaki Kira

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Warning: Grammar & Spelling mistakes


Summary: Love is like war, easy to start, hard to end and impossible to forget. FujixOC

A/N: This is my first prince of tennis fanfiction. I really have no experience in writing for this fandom nor in making OC. I'll try my best to make it believable. Please give me time... And yes, I know Fuji's character is really hard to write. This is just test trial.


Everyone knew about Fuji Syuusuke. Especially all the girls at Seigaku, after all he was the only boy in the whole school who never accepted confession from a girl. His one and only excuse was, "Sorry, I'm focused on tennis at the moment." However, even with this excuse, never last his valentine's chocolate never seem to decrease in volume, nor did his popularity with the female population. He was objection of desire among the girl's and the enemy or envy among the boys. Many girls joined the tennis club, purely for the reason that they could peek at him during his practice with the boy's tennis team. He was every girl (and some boys)'s dream; he was kind and athletic without being cocky. He had boyish good looks but was low key about it. Along with the fact, he was a genius at tennis that made more appealing.

Even though, he may be every other girl's dream. He wasn't Sasaki Kira's dream. For Sasaki Kira, he was just classmate; she didn't want to bother with. Maybe, it was because she was transfer student from the Chiba area and just started school late last year at Seigaku Gauken at the end of her second year of middle school. She remembered at the beginning of the semester, every girl was squealing about how excited about being in the same class as him. All she wanted to do was to pass the year in peace and apply for a high school in the Chiba area. She found that she rather missed Chiba, Tokyo was much too fast pace for her taste. It wasn't that she didn't like Seigaku Gauken, she found it a rather pleasant place. The people were fairly kind but, the all girls' in her classes were good friends from previous years. Since it was her last year at Seigaku, there was really no point in joining any club, since she would be quitting after a year. For her, she simply existed in the class, just a name on the class roster.

She liked the fact that the teacher was kind enough to assign her a window seat in the back. So during break time, when all the girls' were forming their close knit groups to chat about boys and fashion, she could stare out the window, and become lost in her own thoughts. She really didn't mind being alone, after all it was she wasn't much a socializer. All she needed was her sketch book and music to keep her company during her days at Seigaku. Her peace lasted about 2 weeks into the school year and it changed when the day class leader announced the pairings for classroom duties.

She remembered it clearly because cherry blossom outside were in full bloom by then, she was staring out the window, lost in the beauty of the trees to notice that the class leader was calling out her name.

"Sasaki Kira san! Sasaki Kira san!"

A pat on back startled her and made her realize she wasn't alone.

"Hai?" She answered weakly, realizing all eyes were turned onto her.

"Please attention, Sasaki san. You will be paired with Fuji Syuusuke for classroom duties afterschool for this quarter."

"Hai."

A loud grumble could be audible in the class as every girl in the class turned their eyes onto Kira. Taking in her long straight black hair fashioned into a loose side pony tail that draped down her left shoulder, her bony figure that made her school uniform seem too loose on her body along with her average features and creamy, flawless skin. She wasn't considered as a beauty at any means; some girl simple frowned at her as if seeing her for the first time and turned to face the class leader, others shrugged thinking she wasn't really competition for them. After the class leader finished announcing the pairings for this quarter, he also announced that there would be no trading partners under circumstances to avoid confusion that happened last year. As the teacher began to lecture again, she turned back to the cherry blossoms outside, thinking to herself that the cherry blossom this year was really blooming really nicely. Perhaps, she would take her lunch outside during the lunch break. She smiled to herself without realizing a pair of blue eyes looking her.

By the time lunch time rolled around, everyone around Kira was starting to move, stretching or dashing to the cafeteria to buy their lunch. She closed her text book and yawned slightly, even though it was early spring, there was still slight chill in the air. The cold always made her feel sleepy; as she reached for her lunch pack, when she felt a shadow cast over her desk. She looked at up to see a handsome, smiling face at her. His eyes were slightly closed; he radiated an air of gentleness and light. She frowned slightly, wondering who he was.

"Sasaki Kira san right?" asked the figure standing before her, even his voice was gentle. She nodded, slightly taken aback at the sudden approach.

"I'm Fuji Syuusuke, yoroshiku na."

It was then, she remembered he was her partner for classroom duties; she nodded again with no effort to prolong their conversation.

"Fuji, come on! The lines at the cafeteria are going to be so long!" called a loud, energetic voice from outside of classroom, a red boy along with his friends were waving at him from the doorway. Seeing her chance, she grabbed her lunch and excused herself before he could say another word. As she stepped outside, she took a deep breathe of chilly air, the fresh air made her feel slightly better. She didn't really being crowded spaces and most of all being cornered by someone.

Cherry blossom petals fluttered around her as she made her way to a lonely clearing. She sat down and enjoyed her homemade sandwich, watching the cherry blossom branches flutter in the wind. After she finished, she took out her music player from her pocket and plugged into her ears, the calm sound of music pushed out the sounds of her surroundings. She reached for her mini sketching book that she kept in the lunch pack. She stared at the blank page before her, tapping her drawing pencil against the paper. No image came to mind; she sighed and glared at the blank page in front of her. Lately, she couldn't really draw anything, everything she drew was incomplete. The lines wouldn't come to her, colours didn't seem to be right, and everything seemed so lifeless. She bit the tip of her drawing pencil. She thought of the unfinished painting in her room, and of the half dozen of undone piece she didn't know how to finish. As if someone who refused to speak to her, it remain silently, ever patient staring at her, waiting for her to finish.

When she was younger, she could draw anything, was often praised for the life that she was able to capture in her drawings and paintings. She closed her eyes and flashbacks of that day came to her mind.

"It is true, you have talent but you lack passion."

His eyes were hard as he said, as he looked at the paintings arranged before him.

"Without passion, all these paintings are just amazing but, there is no master piece here."

"I think there is nothing left I could teach you."

Her hand let go of the pencil in her hand, letting it roll on to the ground. Passion, it was easy to say, but she knew she didn't what passion was. She wanted desperately know what passion was, to feel, to touch, to taste passion. Maybe it would bring back life to her paintings, back into her.

"Hey, you dropped your pencil," said a cheerful voice, her eyes snapped open, in front of was it was the curly red hair boy from the door way holding out her pencil to her.

"Thank you," said Kira, taking the pencil from him. He grinned at her cheerfully, he was quickly followed by three others among them was Fuji Syuusuke.

"Ah, Sasaki san, are you drawing the cherry blossoms?" asked Fuji, smiling at her in his contented way. "No," said Kira with a slightly sigh and closed her sketch book and tucked it safely away into her lunch pack. She started to get up, dusting off her skirt and excused herself.

"Ah, how strange, she always seems to be avoiding us," remarked Eiji, looking at the girl's retreating back. Oishi shrugged, there was always types like that however it really rare to see girls avoid the chance to talk to Fuji, especially when it comes to Fuji starting the conversation. Oishi frowned to himself, it wondered if he had seen her somewhere before.

"Maybe she is just shy," remarked Takashi, scratching the back of his head.

"What's wrong Oishi?"

"I think I know her from where but I can't seem to remember…" muttered Oishi to himself. Her face was so familiar but he couldn't quite place where he had seen it before.

"Really, Oishi? How you never told me that you knew such a cute girl?" teased Eiji with a glint in his eyes. "No,no it is not like that, I remember seeing her on some magazine before," exclaimed Oishi, holding up his hands to ward off Eiji.

"Magazine?" echoed Fuji, his eyebrows curling together in thought. His new class room duties' partner just a lot more interesting. It was going to be fun getting to know her.


A/N:

I wonder if any one is reading this. I guess I can't expect too much. It is very slow start but, it will start soon.
If any of you readers have time, give me some feedback.
Well until then^^