Playing Mixed Doubles
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis
Chapter Eight: Our Childhood Part 2
Present day…
"Yeah I remember those days. We were so small! I think I still have a picture of us with our first victory in a tournament."
Kizu glanced over her shoulder and pointed to her desk.
"Yup! I definitely still have it."
Fuji sat with her, and appeared to be deep in thought. Suddenly, he remembered something and opened eyes and stared at Kizu.
"Hey wait a minute, you said that you say yes to being my girlfriend if we won our first match as doubles partners again. So, do you intend to keep that promise?"
Kizu blinked a few times and stared Fuji.
"I never made such a promise, I may have said that, but I didn't promise it!"
Kizu laughed and Fuji laughed as well. Kizu was still the same. And he loved that.
"Plus, you still have something to tell me don't you?"
Fuji gave her a puzzled look and tilted his head slightly.
"What are you talking about?"
Kizu gave him a goofy smile and went back inside her room.
"Oh, so you don't remember? Well, then here's a promise for sure. When you remember what I'm talking about, and you say it too me, then I'll be your girlfriend."
"What?!"
"Anyway, better get going! Night!"
With that Kizu closed her window and closed the curtains as well. Fuji was left at the window thinking hard about what she just said.
What is she talking about? Wait, could she be talking about when I tried to tell her? That day…
Three Years Ago…
"Hey Kizu! I want to take you somewhere, do you want to come?"
Kizu looked up from her racket. She was adjusted the strings while Fuji smiled at her and asked her that question. She looked at Fuji for a moment, but smiled.
"Sure. Where are you going to take me?"
Fuji smiled again and just placed a finger up to his lips.
"It's a secret."
Kizu gave him a puzzled look, but went along with it. They left the courts and Fuji led her down the main street through the town. They entered a store, which puzzled Kizu even more. Fuji tells Kizu to wait a moment as the storekeeper greets him. He hands Fuji a case and pats him on the shoulder. Fuji nods and thanks the storekeeper and returns to Kizu.
"What's that?"
Kizu asked while trying to peek inside the bag. Fuji smiled at her, but pulled the bag away and behind his back.
"You'll see! Come on, let's go home."
"Fine."
They walked home together and discussed their further tennis matches. Once in the park, Fuji took out the case inside the bag and handed it to Kizu. Kizu took the case but looked a it wonderingly.
"What's inside?"
Fuji simply smiled and gestured for her to open it. When she opened it, she found a silver bracelet with jewels and words engraved on it. Kizu smiled at the bracelet and her eyes lit up with joy. She turned to Fuji, who was holding up his wrist and exposing a wristband. The wristband had the same words sewed on it. Kizu felt so happy, she immediately slipped on the bracelet. After doing so, she admired the bracelet and gave Fuji a hug. He returned the embrace and wished for this moment to last a lifetime.
After this little event, they decided to return home. When they reached Kizu's house, Fuji asked Kizu to wait a few seconds. He wanted to tell her something.
"Uhm, Kizu…"
Kizu blinked curiously at Fuji, who was still trying to gather up his courage and tell her. He took in another deep breath and prepared himself.
"Kizu…I…"
She saw how he was struggling to tell her and he just couldn't get the words out of his mouth. Kizu placed a hand on his shoulder. Fuji looked up and saw Kizu smiling cheerfully at him.
"Syusuke, if you can't tell now, tell me tomorrow."
Kizu gave him another kiss on the cheek and went inside her house. Before closing the door, she waved to Fuji one last time, and closed the door.
Inside, Kizu went up to her room, she thought about what Fuji could have possibly wanted to say. But she had no idea.
Present Day…
Kizu laid down on her bed and thought about that day. She closed her eyes and sighed.
I didn't know what he wanted to say to me then…but now I want to hear those words exactly.
She turned to her window and saw a faint shadow. Fuji was still at the window, and most likely gazing at her window. Kizu smiles to herself and closes her eyes again.
Too bad…that day…I had to leave…
Three Years Ago…
Kizu…we're moving to America soon…
"Kizu! Are you there?"
Kizu snapped out of her thoughts and turned to her right. Fuji was sitting next to her. He gave her a concerned look; she instead gave him a smile.
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"What's wrong?"
Fuji was adamant that something was wrong, but Kizu just shook her head, and turned back the other way.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
That afternoon, Kizu walked with Fuji to the playground again. But this time, instead of the usual happy mood, the walk was tense with a hint of sadness.
Once at the playground, Kizu stopped and looked at the ground. Fuji noticed that she had stopped walking, and stopped as well.
"Syusuke…"
Fuji looks at Kizu. She displayed no movement, and her head was down. He blinked and saw a tear drop fall to the ground. Fuji takes a step forward Kizu, but stops. Kizu starts to walk toward him, still with her head down.
She approaches him and takes his hand. She lifts her head up and reveals streams of tears down her face. Fuji is in complete shock and doesn't move.
"Syusuke…I'm sorry…I'm moving to America tomorrow. I can't play with you anymore…"
Fuji felt everything turn cold. His body, the sun, and his heart. Kizu was moving to America. He didn't know what to say, or rather, couldn't say anything. He gazed into Kizu's eyes. The fear of never seeing her again took hold of him.
Kizu kissed Fuji softly on his forehead. And closed her eyes. She backed away from Fuji, and gave him one last look.
"Goodbye."
She turned and ran from Fuji. She ran directly home, and never looked back. Fuji stood there and held back the tears. He opened his hand and looked down. Fuji took deep breaths, but tears rolled down his face.
The bracelet rested on his palm. It glistened in the sun, but it was cold. That night, she never came by her window. Fuji laid on his bed and continued to cry. He couldn't tell her, and now he may never get the chance again. He looked at the bracelet again, and more tears rolled down his cheeks. He gently placed the bracelet on the table along with his wristband and closed his eyes.
The next day, Fuji stood in front of the window. He saw the moving truck drive away, and Kizu's family behind it. He continued to stand there after they drove away. Unable to forget their times together. Unable to forget her words.
Syusuke…I'm sorry…I'm moving to America tomorrow. I can't play with you anymore…Goodbye.
Fuji sat down on his bed and buried his face in his pillow. Kizu had left for America, and Fuji didn't tell her.
Present Day…
Fuji continued to stare at the window. The lights were now off, and it was dark. Fuji looked up and saw the moon glow brightly. He closed his window and the curtains. He picked up his wristband and grasped it tightly in his hand. And promised to himself…
After the Nationals are over…Kizu…I will tell you that I love you…
End Part 2
Celsius 13 Degrees: Well that's their childhood ^_^ I wanted it to be a little more touching, but this is how it came out Hope you liked it! Keep on reading! Thank you!
