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"A-ano, Ryoma-kun," she stuttered, keeping her head low. "I…I want to play a tennis match with you." At the sound of the word tennis, the cat-eyed boy turned all his attention to the pig-tailed girl. She looked up and smiled sweetly. He blushed. He loved Sakuno's warm smile, but he would tell himself that he wasn't in love with her, even if it was smacking him in the head. "Alright, if you think you can beat me," he said and flashed his trademark smirk at her. Sakuno blushed so hard; you could've sworn that it looked like they painted her face the deepest color of red. "O-okay. How about we play the match now?" she asked. "Alright then, but let's make things a little interesting. The loser has to buy Ponta for the winner. Or buy something they want to eat, or whatever, just as long as it has to do with food. I'm hungry," he said sounding as if this was going to bore him to sleep. "Hai," said Sakuno. They walked together to the tennis courts and put down their stuff at a bench. Ryoma took out two rackets from his tennis bag and then handed one to Sakuno. "You serve," he said before walking away. Sakuno walked over to her side of the court and took the small ball in her hands. She started bouncing the ball and waited for Ryoma to get to his side of the court. "I'm ready," he called out. Sakuno gave an approving nod and threw the ball up into the air and smacked the ball with the center of her racket. Ryoma flinched. Since when could SHE do that?!? Thought Ryoma. And since he was lost in thought, Sakuno scored. He pulled himself together and got the ball and served his infamous Twist serve. Sakuno hadn't watched his games for nothing. She could practically hit that in her sleep now. She yawned and turned her body to her left, dodging with ease. Then she put her racket to her right and hit the ball. Ryoma was speechless. Could this girl seriously be the Ryuzaki Sakuno he knew? No way, she was too good. Ryoma dashed to the ball Sakuno just returned, and then he smacked the ball. It went out. He took a deep breath and sighed. "I quit Ryuzaki. Looks like you improved since the last time we played." Sakuno blushed and then shifted her gaze to the setting sun. "Ryoma-kun, you don't have to buy me anything. Why don't you just come over to my place, and you can eat dinner. I'm sure oba-san won't mind. Besides, she's out of town for the remainder of the week." Ryoma looked at her and smiled. "I think I have a better idea." Ryoma ran up to her and took her wrist. Then he turned his back on her and ran straight to the Echizen residence, dragging Sakuno along with him. "Taidama!" he called out as he opened the door. Nanako ran straight up to Ryoma and welcomed him home. "Oh my, who's this pretty young girl?" she asked as she looked curiously over at Sakuno. "This is Ryuzaki Sakuno, the coach's granddaughter," said Ryoma. "Well in that case, why don't you stay for dinner? I'll call your grandmother to inform her that you will be here," she said as she smiled sweetly. Nanjiro was sitting on the sofa listening in on their conversation. So he's finally reached that age he thought to himself, smiling. Ryoma still hadn't let go of her wrist. In fact, he was holding her hand. He dashed up to his room, dragging poor Sakuno along with him, again. He closed the door behind him and walked up to his bed. Karupin lay there, curled up in a ball. As soon as Ryoma plopped himself on the bed, Karupin screeched, and then calmed down when he saw who it was. Ryoma stroked Karupin until they both fell asleep. Sakuno watched the sleeping prince and she smiled. She stood there at the door, and got sleepy of just watching Ryoma sleep. She walked down next to his bed and lay on the floor. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep until she heard Ryoma waking her up for dinner. She flung her eyes open, looking rather shocked to be hearing his voice.

He looked into her heart-melting chocolaty eyes, and she was looking into his golden-honey eyes. They stayed like that for what seemed liked forever, and helped her up when they both got to their senses. Sakuno and Ryoma walked downstairs together and ate quietly neither of them saying a word. Sakuno thanked Nanako for the meal, and when she was about to leave it looked like it had snowed. It was too deep for her to walk home at night, so she had no choice but to sleepover at the Echizen household. Where Ryoma Echizen, the prince of tennis lived. Ryoma and Sakuno had to share the room, and Ryoma didn't look too thrilled about that (but he was way too happy for his liking on the inside). Ryoma took out a sleeping mat and laid it on the floor next to his bed. "You sleep on my bed tonight. I'll sleep on the floor," he said. "I-I can't do that. This is your bed Ryoma-kun. It'd be rude if I took..." was all she had time to say. She had been cut off by something soft on her lips. It had taken her a couple of seconds to realize what was happening. Ryoma was kissing HER. Ryoma put his arms around her waist, and then she slowly put her arms around his neck, one hand running fingers through his hair. Then, Ryoma bit her lower lit gently and forced in his tongue. It felt so damn good, that they could've stayed like that forever. Unfortunately for them, they were running out of air, and they pulled away. Sakuno was blushing the deepest shade of red, and Ryoma was blushing as well. Sakuno started to say something, but Ryoma pressed his finger to her lips. "Ryuzaki, I've always wanted to tell you that…I sort of….kind of….l-loved you," he said in a voice that was barely more than a whisper. Sakuno managed to remove his finger and said, "I did too Ryoma-kun." He plopped down on the bed, taking her down with him, and fell asleep. He had his arms wrapped around her waist; she had her face buried in his chest. Nanako opened the door to give Sakuno clothes for the morning, and she smiled at what she saw.