Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis of any of its characters.


Whether or not he was happy, whether or not he was safe, whether or not he was facing challenges beyond his threshold – these were some of the questions that couldn't be answered anymore.

After Fuji left Japan to pursue personal endeavours, after he left her, Sakuno desperately clung to any inch of hope that could be mustered. Hope that he would one day return to her and they would be what they used to be.

Sakuno should've stopped a long time ago.

Although she said she wanted closure, she wanted him to refuse it, to say that there was another chance left for them.

But Fuji had explicitly told her to stop contacting him. It was a response to her last angry email to him so it made perfect sense why he wouldn't want to ruin his days by reading her immature thoughts. In the past three months, they had only spoken about three times. These were only counting the meaningful conversations.

Time and time, they would message one another, more so her messaging him, but the topics were trivial.

She longed for that blissful time. That time when they were together, when they would talk at the end of the night about how the day went. Those were her favourite memories of their relationship.

But now, she was the sucker left behind while her beloved moved on, finding others to occupy his time.

There wasn't any room for Ryuzaki Sakuno anymore in his life.


Fuji gazed up the stars, his mindset lingering on melancholy for the past few days.

It was difficult to stop any thoughts related to her. Her desire for closure ran through his mind continuously and the last email she sent him was a reminder that not everything could be preserved forever.

He loved Sakuno but she was willing to move on to another in order to find the happiness she couldn't find with him.

Yes, he had left her to travel to South Africa for his thesis and circumstances were hinting that he would stay in this country for a career as well. He was idealistic and thought their relationship could last the long distance.

He was a fool.

Sakuno was unhappy and there was no one else to blame for this. He chose to leave and she couldn't come with him – it was made obvious in the beginning. She was finishing her degree in Japan and with her grandmother's declining health, she wouldn't have the chance to leave the country.

Oh Sakuno, Sakuno.

How he yearned for her but now it must all be in the past.

For now, he was the sucker left behind while his beloved moved on, finding others to occupy her life.