R for RYOMA
A/N: This one's for those who fell hopelessly in love with my husband. EX-HUSBAND, that is. :)
He adamantly fixed his gaze into the little boy in front of him. Sure it was hot, but what stretched his patience was the fact that this kid didn't know him! He was a tennis genius. A legend to be exact and this poor little creature didn't know him? Shame.
"Nee, what does the letter R in your cap stands for?" the boy asked again.
He sighed. He was about to flaunt to the how renowned he is, when a familiar figure caught his meticulous sight. A dashing lady with brown curls. Her hair was no longer drawn into pig tails, instead, they were now flowing freely, adding elegance to the gorgeous woman. Their eyes met, and he was certain something inside him sparked. Heck, what the?
What's happening with my heart? Jeez, my cheeks are burning!
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"Niichan, what's the meaning of R?" repeated the boy.
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"Ryuzaki," he muttered.