Anime: Prince of Tennis
Summary: In my three years in middle school, never have i hated him for being so Perfect. I respected him, admired him and aspired to be like him. But is that all i felt for that stoic man?
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis or any of its characters.
Tezuka Kunimitsu.
The first time I saw him was when I was a freshman in Seigaku. I didn't have glasses back then because I still had perfect 20/20 vision. Tezuka-kun, on the other hand, had his glasses on the moment I saw him. I was his classmate by that time and well, he sure had a lot of fan girls. I used to compete with him when it came to grades. He never knew it but never in my life did I ever want to get beaten by him. NEVER. I wanted to be the top of my class and I always want to be.
At that time my long hair, which I had taken care of my whole life in elementary was now cut short. It was hanging right above my shoulders. My bangs were quite long though. They managed to stay covering my eyes. It felt itchy but I had to deal with it. I wanted that style for my hair.
Even if he was my opponent in classes, I never wanted to bother when it came to popularity or sports. I knew my limitations. I was never good with socializing. I was picky when it came to friends and I never thought about love. And to tell you guys the truth, till now I don't think that I would ever fall for someone. I want that to wait for my high school debut. Next year, I'm moving from Seigaku Middle School to another High School. I don't want to go to Seigaku HS since they don't prioritize on studies. I know school is for education but Seigaku always relies on sports.
Tezuka-kun was great in everything he does. He was confident in everything he does. Even after the time he had that injury in his left arm, he still raised his head up high. He was still the same Tezuka that everyone knew. I admired him for that but he was still my opponent. At times I would stand to be at the top of the class but the teachers always noticed him. It was always him. All the students came up to him when he needed help in their studies. Everyone would watch him when there are tennis tournaments. Even though he was a great threat for the other tennis regulars, they still admired him for being so determined and strong.
I believe he is someone to be respected. After first year, when I got free from being his opponent, I respected him as a schoolmate. I would hear about him from my classmates and his fangirls. They would say good things about him. They would say things about him being at the level of a national tennis player. They would also say things about his dream of bringing Seigaku to the Nationals. That's a big dream and because of his determined-nature. I knew he would do it. I knew he could take the Tennis team to the nationals.
It was easier for me to socialize on second year. Since there was no Tezuka around in my class, everyone came to me when they needed help in their home works. It felt easier not carrying a certain aim. I mean, being his opponent was hard. I mean, I think he didn't even know of my existence. He was stoic. He wouldn't care even if I told him I hated him. But never in my three years in Middle school, did I ever hate him. He was someone I aspired to be.
That's why I wanted to keep my cool, calm, smart image in front of him. I didn't want to show him any of my flaws or weird actions. I had to be someone different when it came to being with him. But as always luck was on my side. There was never a chance when I was told to stay with him alone. Whenever I get the chance to talk to him it was always in groups. Probably, those times would be in council meetings or other things.
It's a good thing he knows of my existence. If he never knew about me, what a great pain in the neck that would be.
So, in my situation right now, I don't think I have any support here. I never had an experience of talking one-on-one with Tezuka-kun.
I was carrying the plastic which had my books in it. I was excited to read them, but something more frightening has occurred. Tezuka-kun was right in front of me. I just stared at him in silence. What else could I do? It's not like I could start a conversation with him? His stoic nature won't even allow me to say a single word. He wasn't so blurry since his distance wasn't so far. The grade of my glasses aren't that high. I'm just near-sighted but I could see him.
He was wet, but he was carrying an umbrella. How long have I been in the bookstore? Then his mouth moved.
"Asakawa-san" he started
Woah, he said my name... that's an accomplishment.
"We should go." He said with his deep cool voice
Huh? Where are we going?
"Where are we going?" I asked
"We are going to your house. Your mom is at my residence and is currently speaking to my parents." He replied, "They have some certain plans that they don't want to speak about in my presence. They have asked that I pick you up and take you home."
Home? But I live in the dormitory?
"I don't live with my parents anymore." I said
"I know that. They have just stated that I take you back to your residence. Your mother has said that she wants to talk to you when you come back home."
I nodded and followed him out of the bookstore. He opened the umbrella and placed it above both our heads. I liked the silence and the sound of the rain dropping. This gave me an idea for my next novel. So far, I have written three novels, I'm not thinking of publishing them but I dream that they get published. I take out a notebook from my bag and write down my idea.
Mika-chan ran after Ryo. It was raining hard, there were no cars in the road and not one single person was visible on that dark day. Ryo, was nowhere to be found either. He was going to leave for Australia any moment and this rain wasn't going to stop him. Mika-chan prayed and prayed as hard as she can. She wanted to speak to him. She has finally realized it. Her true feelings. Ryo isn't just a close friend. He's something more. He was her true
I stopped writing. At that moment, Tezuka had wrapped his left arm around my waist and pulled me back. A car came passing at the speed of light and had splashed both of us. Now, we were both dripping wet. Asakawa Amai, I, had finally woken up and realized the position we were in. I was writing for quite some time that I hadn't noticed the car passing, the rain dropping or even the existence of Tezuka by my side. He let go of my waist and looked at himself.
I said sorry. Thrice actually.
"Sorry, Tezuka-kun, Sorry! I really didn't realize this. Sorry!!" By now, the umbrella that was right over us had dropped. I picked it up and placed it over us. "Why don't I carry this to pay back for that? When we get home, I think we can get some clothes from my cousin. He left some with us." I wanted to say sorry again but he had already replied.
"Okay"
That was all he said. I looked at him, then we both crossed the street. I had to raise the umbrella a little higher since I was way way way shorter than him. His 5'8 height was something. I am at least at the height of 5'3, and so, I am short. It was tiring carrying the umbrella. He had noticed this, at times, the umbrella would tilt to my side, since it was getting heavier and heavier each second.
At that time, he looked at my hand and grabbed the umbrella from me. "It wouldn't be a good idea that you carry it." He said, emotionlessly, again.
I just nodded and rested my hand right beside me. We were almost reaching my place and I knew I had to take a warm bath. But I couldn't do that. I had a guest to take care of. And that guest was... Tezuka Kunimitsu-kun. That isn't a normal guest. NOT.
As I opened the door, I told him to wait in the sofa. He sat down comfortably on my sofa as I scavenged for clothes from my cousin. I found a polo and a pair of pants. A black polo and a pair of jeans. Well, never mind what he wears, it's not like, he's going to criticize it.
I walked back down and gave it to him. I pointed to him a room where he could change. I also told him that I was going to take a warm bath. He nodded and headed to the room. I went upstairs and had a warm bath.
PERFECT... a warm bath. I'm saved from the rain.
I'm saved.
Now, some time for myself.
A/N: Well, it's quite short once again but i can't avoid that. Nothing really comes in my head. Hope you enjoyed it!