Okay so... this is the one in the lead with my poll. I'm sure some of you have noticed that I put up the sequel, well what i have of the sequel anyway, up even though it didn't get a vote =( but it was in my head to do that. So this is Existance. If you want a pairing, give a Review and I'll start a poll for the pairing. This isn't the full chapter 1 but it's what i have at the moment. I'm making things up as I go along =p
Existance? chapter 1
"I refuse to prove that I exist!" He shouted, golden eyes bright with anger as he shouted at the adults standing infront of him. "Not to the likes of you." With those words said he grabbed the back-pack that had been thrown onto the floor and ran. Ran out of the house, the home, that had brought about nothing but questions. Silence surrounded him, nothing but the wind blowing around in a small daze as he continued to run. He didn't know how far he ran, he didn't know how long he ran, but he finally slowed to a stop underneath the rail way connected to the bridge. He could hear the smack of balls against pavement and his curiousity got the better of him. Looking out into the open air he saw tennis courts. Spikey black hair connected to a tall body stood alone, hitting the balls against the side of a wall.
"Hey," he called out, catching the spikey haired mans by surprise, making him miss the ball he was about to hit. Smirking in amusement the young boy asked the man, "Wanna play a match?" A grin was his answer.
"C'mon then kid. Let Nii-san show you how it's done." Hiding a smirk, the young man pulled the white cap over his eyes, walking forward after taking the bright red raquet out of his bag. "Names Momoshiro. Momo for short. What's yours?"
"Ryoma." the kid, Ryoma, answered. "Ne, Momo-nii, you can serve first." He was confident, almost to an arrogant extend, but tennis was a good way to get rid of his frustrations.
"Alright, Ryoma. I'll start off easy," Momo stated with a small chuckle, but Ryoma's voice stopped him right before he did his serve.
"Yadda. Go full power." Cocky little kid, Momo thought to himself and with a smirk he served. If he wasn't paying so much attention to the kid, he would have missed the small smile Ryoma gave as he returned the shot with ease. As an after thought he couldn't help but wonder what a kid his age was doing outside so late at night.
"Shouldn't doze off, Nii-san," Ryoma teased as his return whizzed by Momo faster than the man could react to. "15-Love." Oh yea, this would be a fun game, Ryoma thought with a smirk.