Disclaimer: I do not own the Prince of Tennis.

A/N: A short drabble on RyoSaku I found in my microsoft word stash. Hope you like it.


Did it hurt?

...?

When you fell from the sky and into my heart.

...lol.

It's Ryoma with his pick-up lines

Throughout the years Ryoma and Sakuno were able to form a bond, a casual and peaceful relationship amidst the turmoil of high school. They were friends. Not that close, but friends nonetheless. And surprisingly, Sakuno was more than satisfied with their relationship. At fifteen, she already grew from her timid childhood crush. Of course she still admired Ryoma, but it was different now. Now, their relationship was just peachy. She wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Usually during school days, the duo would stay together on the rooftop of school. Sakuno would have a big lunch prepared for two and Ryoma would gladly dig in every time. And as this happens, only few words would be uttered. This was where their peaceful relationship entered.

So much to Sakuno's surprise, one day, Ryoma strikes a conversation with her.

"You look tired." He had said that fateful day, eyeing not Sakuno but the food served in front of him.

"Oh? I do?"

"Yeah." Ryoma repeated, now turning to face her. Sakuno could only fight back the faint blush tempting to puff on her face. "I think I know why."

"Why?" Sakuno asked, downright curious. She herself was thinking on why she looked tired when she felt particularly normal.

"Yeah. I definitely know why."

"Why then?" Sakuno repeated crudely, her eyes desperate. Ryoma's lips perked at her sudden redness.

"You're tired because you've been running through my mind all day, haven't you?" He finally said, his cheeks were tinted pink and his lips were fighting back laughter. Sakuno on the other hand deadpanned. She did not have a single clue as to how to react to his… joke. It was so out of character.

"Are you okay, Ryoma-kun? Did senpai-tachi force you to say that?" She asked, concerned instead as moved closer to Ryoma.

"No. I'm okay." Ryoma said, still with that smile. "It's just too hard."

"What is?" Sakuno asked worriedly, a familiar pink hue rising up her cheeks.

"You're 5"3 right?" Ryoma said.

"Yes. But I don't get it. There's no connection to—"

"Then how did you fit inside my heart?" His tone this time was dead serious. Sakuno's face immediately turned red.

"Ryo—Ryoma-kun? Are you okay?"

"Wait, wait. I just noticed something different about you."

"Wha—what is it?" Sakuno asked. Unsure whether or not it was safe talking to Ryoma what with his current condition. Whatever his condition may be.

"You've grown taller."

"Really?" Sakuno said, suddenly perking up.

"Yeah. Because last time, you were just by the height of my shoulders," Ryoma started, gesturing to his left shoulder. "but now…" His hand trailed up and he said, as his finger pointed to the temple of his head. "You're already in my mind."

"…"

"Oh no."

"Why…? Ryoma-kun, I—I don't understand you." Sakuno cried lightly. Ryoma only grinned at her, sitting up straight, staring at her with a grin on his face.

"It's okay. Don't get fazed. Just try riding along with it. I've learned these lines online and I just want to try them out."

Sakuno slowly smiled amidst obvious confusion.

"You should've told me earlier." She laughed. "You scared me."

Ryoma only grinned.

"Oh no. I said." Ryoma repeated. Sakuno only smiled. "You didn't grow at all did you."

Suddenly, her face fell.

"But—I did grow."

"No. Trust me. Because before, you're height reached my head." Ryoma pointed at his temple. "And now," His hands trailed down by his chest. "You've shrunk and reached my heart."

Sakuno froze red.

"I—I"

Riiiiiing

"Oh. There goes the bell." Ryoma simply said all the sudden. Sakuno, as fazed as she was, could only give him a small smile as she stood up and collected her belongings.

"It's okay, Ryoma-kun. You can tell me more of your jokes later dismissal." She smiled sweetly amidst her shallow breathing. Ryoma merely turned to her and said.

"Wait."

"Hmm?"

"I lost something."

"Oh? What did you lose?" Sakuno asked, dropping onto her knees as she looked into her pile, thinking she might've gotten Ryoma's stuff by mistake.

"I lost my mind after falling for you."

Ryoma grinned as Sakuno's jaw dropped.

"Okay, I'm done." He finally said, standing up. "Let's go to class."

Sakuno could only nod, still red from Ryoma's pick-up lines. Holding a hand out to her, Ryoma took her by the arm to help her up and simply said.

"You know, not all of those were meant to be jokes."

He was already dashing down the stairwell before Sakuno could turn to face him with her widened eyes that creased questioningly.


Later on that day, Tomoka approached Sakuno with a brow raised.

"Why are you so red, Sakuno?" She asked, her hands perked on her waist.

"Ryoma…" Sakuno breathed wearily, falling onto her desk to cool her flaming cheeks.

Meanwhile, on the tennis courts, Ryoma was busy evading Momoshiro's playful hits.

"So you said all of those?" Momoshiro laughed. Ryoma nodded.

"I've got a few more. I'll be telling them to her later." He grinned, leaving Momoshiro for a duel with a nonregular. And as Momo stared at Ryoma's retreating back, he couldn't help but think to himself,

"He was already saying those things and yet he couldn't even ask her out to a simple date." Snickering, he continued. "Mada mada dane, Ryoma."


The End.

I've got loads more of corny pick-up lines if you guys want a sequel to this story. And~ I learned something new. HAHA. Get ready to be amazed~!

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