Disclaimer: I DON'T own PoT. Although, like all my fellow obsessors (probably not even a word)... I WISH I did. =( hahaha.. =)
A/N : I decided I wanted to go for a different storyline… It came to me in the shower o.O Well, hope you all like it... and I know it probably sounds very.. odd =P but I am just starting out, let's just say… =) R&R please… all comments DEFINITELY welcome… after all, it IS my first try… =\
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Tezuka thoughtlessly stared into space, not taking in what the sensei was saying. Even he knew it was out of character, but he could not help himself. He just did not know what was wrong with him that day. He had woken up with a horrible headache, a steady pounding behind his eyes. That dream… what was it about? All he could recall was her. He could not see her, but he could feel her essence… surrounding him… He shook his head, clearing his thoughts.
"Class dismissed," the sensei announced.
A few minutes passed before Tezuka got up, finally ready to leave the classroom, when Fuji joined him near the door. Tezuka sent him a questioning look, as Fuji rarely approached him so close to their next class. Tezuka's ambition towards success was well known by Fuji, one of his closest friends. People that did not know Tezuka well would have thought that Fuji's presence was annoying him, but beneath the stoic expression he held in place, Fuji knew that Tezuka was worried. After all, it was not likely that Fuji approach Tezuka about much, unless it concerned tennis, and those times, it would be at practices.
"Have you asked her yet?" Fuji asked.
At that, Tezuka's shoulders slumped. "No, not yet… but you know how it is… it's so obvious that her attentions are centred on Ryoma," came Tezuka's forlorn reply.
"We made a promise, and I want what is mine… or who," Fuji replied vehemently.
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Sakuno tuned her out. Literally. All she could think about was him… but Tomoka endlessly chattered on, about tennis, about boys, but mainly, about Ryoma-kun. How annoying. It's been four years now. Four years, and all Tomo-chan can think about is Ryoma-kun! Sakuno had learned to get over him, because she knew that Ryoma-kun would never like her; She had realized that she had turned admiration into 'love.' It had taken an encounter with someone else to figure out that whom she really carried feelings for were someone else. Someone who was probably even more unattainable.
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A/N: Okay… I'm prepared to be flamed!! hahahaha… there's more to this STUPID story.. but my ideas won't go into words right now =( well… tell me how bad I did.. I am READY.