Disclaimer: I don't own P.O.T. but man do I wish XD Chapter 4: Good Night and Good Bye
Last night came suddenly but ended with a bang. The reason for the pestering, abuse, and calling had come.
Ryoma stole Sakuno's heart. Well more accurately they each other's hearts.
Ryoma the Tennis Prince had his princess. A girl he could call his own. And their love would definitely last eternity.
After the lovely bedside slumber (*wink wink* I'm kidding 3) Ryoma and Sakuno slept in the same room. Ryoma was on the pull out bed beside the TV. Sakuno slept in the real bed, but neither could sleep.
That's when the unthinkable happened. Lust, power, and need ran through his body, his brain. He wanted her, no NEEDED to be with her right now.
He slipped into her bed. It was made clear that he was welcome. They kissed under the cover, skin touching where their clothes weren't there.
But before anything truly happened a knock came on the door.
Ryoma reluctantly got up and answered it.
Momo stood outside.
"I just want to know if you're coming to your room."
Ryoma shook his head.
"Then can me or Eiji sleep in your bed?"
Ryoma slammed the door in his face.
He crawled back into bed, but the mood was gone. They cuddled until they fell asleep.
XXX
Ryoma was looking at the beach sunset, Sakuno in his protective arms. His lips traced the back of her neck to her collar/shoulder blade.
She moaned as he did this. She placed her hand behind his head, tenderly. He smirked as he pushed them both forward. Sakuno fell into the plush, soft pure yellow beach sand, Ryoma on top of her.
His hands were on both sides of Sakuno's face. His legs mounted against her hips. She had her legs parted in an awkward angle. Her feet were deep in the sand; she looked like a footless seducing monster. Her hair was placed behind her, showing the enormous blush on her face.
(OMG IT'S TURNING INTO A LEMON! :'( )
Ryoma looked down at Sakuno. Her angelic face caused an animal instinct to emerge. He pressed hard down her lips. Pure passion was shown. His hands moved into two different spots. One was on her back pulling her closer. The other was moving to places Ryoma didn't even remember.
They rolled around the sand for a few minutes. The less and less they wore, the less and less he remembered until he was drifting.
It was a dream.
XXX
Ryoma woke up disgruntled. He looked down at his boxers and his muscle shirt, which he always wore to bed. Then he looked beside.
Sakuno disappeared.
He stood up and ran down the stairs to find most of the team awake, eating handmade breakfast.
Sakuno was in the kitchen cooking.
Ryoma walked in. He went quickly to the laundry room before to grab a pair of sweats. Still didn't help his blush. His dream was still vivid, raw and eating through his brain.
Sakuno was beet red when he looked at her.
"Good morning Ryoma-kun."
"Good morning Ry-Sakuno"
At his words she froze, still as a statue. She probably never imagined Ryoma to call her by her first name.
Ryoma took three steps forward and kissed her. A blissful kiss, filled with passion Ryoma didn't even know he had.
"Wow way too early in the morning Echizen!" Momo complained.
The rest of the morning was blank.
XXX
That afternoon was probably the worst in his whole life. It didn't start that was, but it sure ended up that way.
Sakuno pushed Ryoma into grocery shopping with her. He agreed reluctantly, hoping to get some alone time with her later.
Ryoma decided to go casual, he didn't want to stick out like a sore thumb. He wore a grey muscle shirt with a blue plaid t-shirt. He left it open so you could see his abs. He wore a pair of black loose shinny jeans. They were held up by a pure white belt with blue and green flecks inside. His File hat was on his head slightly slanted. His sunglasses were black with yellow swirlly decorations.
He looked at Sakuno.
Sakuno was wearing a virgin white strapless top that went down to her bellybutton. She wore red tank top underneath that fell down below her hips. She had light grey leggings on that went down to her knees.
Ryoma fixed his hat.
"Let's go." He mumbled.
XXX
They were walking back from the store when the worst happened. Ryoma and Sakuno were hand in hand walking down the street when it happened.
Sakuno got mugged.
Ryoma was furious that he ran after the purse thief. All the money that Sakuno brought to America was in there. All of it.
Ryoma slid on the ground and the mugger went crashing down. He quickly grabbed the purse and gave it to Sakuno.
"Thank you Ryoma-kun."
Unfortunately that was the least of their worries. Their attacker had a knife, and no morals.
Ryoma push Sakuno down getting cut on the cheek. Ryoma got up and defended himself.
The attacker kept waving the knife around. Ryoma was able to dodge all the blows that were aimed at his chest. His face on the other hand….
After five blows to the face, Ryoma was cut really close to his right eye, near tear duct. His left brow was slashed as well as the upper part of left cheek.
Unable to see from the sea of blood his attacker thrusts the knife to his heart.
However it never reaches.
All Ryoma heard was a thump than the sound of shoes running. His knees were weak o he let go, kneeling before something.
Or someone.
Ryoma wiped the blood from his face. Tears welled up in his eyes. In front of him was Sakuno's dead body. The knife missed him, because it grabbed an unwanted target.
Ryoma wanted to kill himself. He just sat there crying over her dead body, tears of blood. The only thing he could do was wait for the police. He had to wait.
Ryoma heard a far off voice.
'Sakuno?'
No it was too masculine to be her. The voice was an officer asking if he was alright.
Ryoma was dieing himself. He couldn't do anything about it, just give in.
And to this day they live together-
Forever.
Author's Notes: I know I know crummy ending. But it had to be done. XD I hoped you've enjoyed as much as I how done writing it! XD
Oh and I might add another chapter of 'WHO KILLED THE LOVE BIRDS' type thing. You know the Seigaku Tennis Team being them. Well we'll see! 3 :3 XD