DISCLAIMER:
Tennis No Ohjisama does not belong to me. Yeah. I only own this fanfiction.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Yo. Yeah this is my very first Prince of Tennis fanfiction. The song in this fanfiction is Departure's Morning by Arashi. I'm not really sure that you guys will like the way I portrayed Ryoma's personality here. If it's a bit OOC then gomen. This was supposed to be one shot only but then when I finished writing it, I noticed that it's too long to be a oneshot fic. Well, enough with this senseless babble (not like you guys are reading this anyway. on with the fanfction.
SUMMARY:
She's leaving. He's torn between making her stay with him and letting her pursue her dreams. Ryoma x Sakuno
NOTES:
Text in ……. : lyrics in japanese
Text in (…….) : lyrics in english
Flashback to last night's eventHere he is, standing outside her apartment door, fidgeting slightly in his worn out blue jeans, black shirt and Seigaku Tennis jacket, complete with his white cap on his head. As he stared at the door, he realized with a sharp pang that he's wearing the shirt she gave him for his birthday 5 months ago. Has 5 months really passed by? It feels like yesterday to him.
Minna no omoitsumete
(Laid everyone's regards)
He sighed quietly, removed his cap and ran his hand through his hair, a habit he always does whenever he's nervous. Why the hell is he even here? He's not even sure she'll talk to him. Iie, he's SURE she won't talk to him. Not after all the stupid things he said to her months ago. He cursed silently, remembering all the harsh words that came out of his mouth the moment she broke the news to him.
"So this is how everything ends? Fine then. Leave. I don't give a damn. Don't bother sending me any e-mail or better yet, DON'T BOTHER COMING BACK!" He shouted the last words at her. But his anger dissipated immediately the moment he saw her cry. He wanted to snatch back his words but he couldn't. He just couldn't. They stared at each other for a long while, her crying and him shaking silently in anger. Then, she slowly turned around, murmured a broken "I'm sorry" and walked away, leaving him standing there alone.
It took all of his willpower not to punch himself in the head. She doesn't deserve a single one of those stupid things he said to her. He shoved his now trembling fists in his pockets and took deep, calming breaths. He was the master of his emotions. How come he's being so reckless now? He sighed again and turned around, ready to flee back to his house and hide in his room for the rest of his life. Or at least until she left. Maybe then he'll have the courage to face the world again.
Saigo ni furi muita
(I'll view them once again for the last time)
No way. No fucking way. He can't face her. There's no way she'll forgive him. He said too much crap to her. Damnit! He shouldn't have let his mouth runaway without his brain! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Just when he was about to bolt and hide his face (and ass), the door behind him opened slowly and he heard her first words to him in what he felt was forever.
"I was starting to think you aren't even gonna bid me goodbye." She stated in a quiet voice.
Shiawase wa itsumo tsukamitorumono
(Happiness is something that you must grasp tight)
Ryoma's POV:
I was frozen in place, unsure of what to do. Should I talk to her?
Of course you should. That's the main reason why you're here in the first place, right? A voice in my head answered.
Should I runaway?
Yeah and show her just how much of a sissy you really are.
I snorted mentally at the thought. Right. I'd rather drink one of Sempai Inui's special drinks and die of diarrhea. I shuddered at the thought.
Should I get down at my knees and beg for her forgiveness?
Naah. Too dramatic for Echizen the Jerk. How about kissing her senseless instead? The voice continued in a teasing tone.
I could picture the voice saying it with my trademark smirk. The very one I used to give my opponents just to piss them off. I shook my head slightly, mentally telling the voice (that is now starting to sound suspiciously like his oyaji) to shut the fuck up and get lost. Now, back to the present situation. I tried to think of what to do and yet as thousands of possible thoughts passed through my mind, none of them seemed right. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. Great. My mind decided to abandon me when I need it the most. I was mentally yelling at myself to start talking or at least DO SOMETHING before she decides to leave me there, either thinking I'm ignoring her or I've turned into a human statue. As if reading my thoughts, she chuckled lightly before speaking, her voice filled with suppressed amusement.
"Hey. Come on. Turn around will you please? I don't really think we can talk if you'll continue standing there like a monument of Buddha." She tugged at my jacket.
I opened my mouth to say my usual "Mada Mada Dane" but other words came out instead.
"I can't." I mentally slapped myself. I CAN'T? Where the FUCK did that come from? Not only did my brain refused to help me when I needed it the most, now it's making me say words I'm not supposed to! Damnit, I waited for WEEKS to talk to her, to apologize to her, and I say, "I CAN'T"? Ryoma no baka!
I was about to murder myself with my own hands when I felt hers wrap around my arm. I inhaled sharply as I felt the familiar spark course through my body. She slowly turned me around and I reluctantly followed her. Even now that we are facing each other, I kept my head down. I couldn't face her. Too much shame.
"Look at me." She ordered gently. When I refused to comply, she lifted my chin with her 2 fingers until my eyes met hers. Instead of being filled with anger, disgust or any negative emotions, I saw them soften and soon they were fast filling with tears. Tears of..joy? I wouldn't dare hope.
Kimi ga iu minna no kao ga namida de yureru
(You told me that everyone's face seemed blurred in your tears)
All my doubts faded when she gave me THAT smile. The smile that made me unconsciously fall for her the first time I saw it way back in junior high. The very same smile that she used to give me whenever she wished me good luck for my game or whenever she says "Arigato" to me for whatever simple thing I did for her. I swallowed hard. Somehow, no matter how assuring her smile may be at the moment, I couldn't shake of the feeling that things aren't gonna be as easy and comfortable as it used to be between us. Yeah. I'm 100 sure of that.
End of POV
TBC