For all RyoSaku fans. Support them all the way yah!
Ryoma's song, "Futari" is in Japanese but I used the English translation of the song here instead. That way, readers can understand what the song means! It really is meaningful...
The truth is, Ryoma can play a guitar! He is a guitarist in Aozu anyway. Haha!
Warning: Everyone is out of character...
Note: I don't own Prince of Tennis, but I wish I did...
Ryoma went to his storeroom and started to dig around, tossing several items out.
"Where is it? It should be here somewhere!" Ryoma mumbled and threw a piece of white cloth out.
"Oi seishounen! Look where you throwing this rag at!!!" Nanjiroh yelled.
Ryoma turned and looked at his father.
"Oyaji, do you know where my guitar is?" Ryoma asked.
Nanjiroh frowned hard as thought he was doing some serious thinking. Nanjiroh looked at Ryoma and leaned over to touch Ryoma's forehead.
"Having a fever seishounen?" Nanjiroh smirked.
"Oyaji, I am asking you a question!" Ryoma pushed his father's hand away.
"Hmmm... strange. Usually you asked for your tennis racket. Don't tell me you are going to drop tennis and be a rock star? I won't approve that!" Nanjiroh said.
Ryoma sighed knowing it was a mistake to ask his father for help.
Nanjiroh walked in the storeroom and pulled out a guitar from behind a huge wooden plank. He tossed it over to Ryoma.
"What are you going to do with that thing?" Nanjiroh asked.
Without waiting for a reply, Nanjiroh shook his head and left.
"Great, now that I have this guitar... the problem now is whether I still remember how to play it. Oh well, might as well give it a try." Ryoma said to himself and walked back to his room.
Ryoma took out his guitar book and started to flip through the pages. Ryoma took the guitar and practiced.
Writing your own song isn't as easy as I thought... mada mada dane! Ryoma thought silently.
Ryoma strummed the guitar gently. He closed his eyes and started to think of the lyrics for the song.
Lost in his own melody, Ryoma started singing...
"You'd probably laugh
if I told you how I feel.
My noisy heart is trembling
as I search for a response..."
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Sakuno walked out of her classroom. She slipped onto a wet puddle and fell... right into a pair of strong arms.
"Hey, watch out Sakuno chan!"
Sakuno blinked and looked up at the person who saved her.
"How clumsy of you... but you are cute when you fell." Hideki teased.
Hideki let go of his arms from Sakuno. He looked at her and smiled.
Sakuno blushed at his words.
How embarrassing, to act so clumsy in front a handsome guy like Hideki! Sakuno scolded herself.
Misaki Hideki, a new student of class 1-1 is also known for his amazing skills in basketball.
"Sakuno chan, have you ever watched a basketball match?" Hideki asked.
"No... why?" Sakuno answered.
"You should watch it. Basketball is really a good game. I heard you are into tennis?" Hideki asked.
Sakuno nodded.
Why is Hideki smiling this way...? If only Ryoma kun can smile like this to me... Ryoma kun is so cold towards me.... He barely talked to me... all he ever did to me was criticize, give a cold stare and say his ever so famous mada ma... Sakuno thoughts were cut by a familiar voice.
"Mada mada dane!"
"Ryoma kun!" Sakuno exclaimed.
Ryoma stared daggers at Hideki.
"Aah... so you are the famous Ryoma that every tennis fan is talking about. Echizen Ryoma." Hideki said.
"Whatever..." Ryoma mumbled and turned to walk away.
"Ryoma, wait... it's not what it seems. I fell down, he saved me... and..." Sakuno tried to explain.
Ryoma turned and looked annoyingly at her.
"Why bother explaining to me? I am not your boyfriend." Ryoma said coldly.
Sakuno bit her lower lips. She was lost at words.
Hideki walked over to Ryoma and placed an arm around his shoulders.
"Ne, Echizen kun. Since you and her are nothing, I can date her right? That's good news!!!" Hideki leaned over and whispered.
Ryoma shoved Hideki's arm away and gave him the "I don't care" look.
Ryoma snorted and put his hands in his pockets and walked off.
The moment he left the both of them behind, Ryoma knew he made a mistake. A big mistake!
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Ryoma strummed his guitar. Feelings of frustration rushed through his mind.
"Damn it! She doesn't even care about my feelings. Letting him wrapped his arms around her like that! What am I, invisible???" Ryoma said angrily.
Ryoma strummed his guitar harder.
His guitar doesn't seem to cooperate with him tonight. Ryoma sighed and put his guitar down.
My music is bad and I knew it... Ryoma thought.
Ryoma picked up his lyrics and read it.
"The lyrics didn't flow well with the melody. The song sounded so wrong. How stupid!" Ryoma mumbled.