The Perfect Girl

Chapter 11: Sunday's Tennis

I was tired to say in the least. I had run from home since I was late to get to the match. I had run out of the house while still jumping into my red shoes. I wore a blue hoodie with long, white sleeves and than my gray capris. I walked into the court area- spotting one with a bunch of people around it. I noticed a soda machine near the court and decided that I would get something to drink first.

When I came and sat down in the front, opening my can of Lemonade Ponta, I was able to watch the guy from Hyotei walk off the court, full of shame. We had obviously lost that one. I snorted, thinking of Shishido.

"The next match is Singles 2, Fuji Yuuta v.s. Akutagawa Jirou."

I looked up and watched the two walk into the court. Jirou looked slightly bored, but hopefully he would end up more energetic soon. The Fuji Yuuta kid reminded me a little bit of Shishido... Hopefully he wasn't anything like him.

I watched as Yuuta served and Jirou went flying for it.

"15- love!"

I guess that that was for Jirou. I never really did get tennis that much. I pumped my fist light in the air and let out a pathetic cheer,"Go Gawa-san."

Jirou's smiling face turned to me as he hit the neon fuzz ball back to the other side of the court.

"30- love!"

"You made it Ryuuka-chan!"

I nodded, scratching the back of my head and nervously laughing. Great, people were looking at me.

I took a sip of my Ponta and watched as the game ended in 15 minutes, 6-1. That was the first victory for Hyotei.

I smiled and waved to Jirou again before glancing over to the Yuuta kid. He walked off the court sightly angry and dissapointed, but he didn't act like it was the end of the world. I blew air out of my nose, good, he was nothing like Shishido.

"Doubles 1 will now begin. Kisarazu and Yanagisawa v.s. Kabaji and Kaida."

I gave a larger fist pump for Kabaji since he was actually pretty likeable,"Go Kabaji!"

"Usu."

I snickered at his response and took a sip from my Ponta again. The match was quick. Around twenty to twenty-five minutes. St. Rudolph's Double had gotten 2 points off of our side, but we prevailed with 6-2. Hyotei's second win.

I sipped up the last of my Ponta and stood up, tossing the can away in the nearby trash can. I looked up to see the boy from the St. Rudolph team with the red headband looking at me. I rose one eyebrow at him before going back to my former spot.

"Singles 1 will now start. Mizuki Hajime v.s. Atobe Keigo."

I folded my arms across my chest as Atobe walked onto the court. He flipped his hair and than spoke over to me in English,"Will you cheer for Ore-sama, Ryuuka-san?"

I snorted,"Fat chance, 'ore-sama'."

I snickered as I had made fun of his self-proclaimed name and he huffed, looking back to his opponent. He could be such a diva at times.

I was quite impressed with the match I saw, though. This Mizuki guy had only been able to get a point off of Atobe, and in my opinion it was pure luck. Atobe had a really good strategy- whatever it was. It was no wonder that he was the captain of our tennis team.

I looked away as we won our third game in less than twenty minutes, 6-1. I figured that since Jirou was smiling happily that that meant we had won the whole thing. Personally I was now thinking about how much time I wasted at this thing. I stood up and walked over to Jirou since he was waving me over.

"What did you think, Ryuuka-san?"

I smiled to the energetic boy,"It was interesting. But it wasn't that long- I could have spent that hour sleeping at home."

The boy knew I was partially joking with him, but still pouted slightly. I laughed and offered to get him a soda.

"Ooh! Ooh! Can you get me an Orange Ponta?"

I nodded and walked to where I had gotten my first soda. I saw that Yuuta kid there.

"You're that Fuji, Yuuta kid, right?"

The boy turned and watched as I walked past him and to the soda machine.

"Yea, what about it?"

I smirked, maybe he was like Shishido.

"I like your attitude."

He looked at me, obviously confused. I slid the coins from my pocket into the machine slowly,"Well, you lost a match and you didn't sulk around like it was the end of the world. When I saw that I figured that you'd be able to spring back soon enough. I may not know you personally, but you remind me of someone I know."

I bent down and picked up the two drinks that had fallen down,"The only difference is that you'll bounce back cause you know your goals and keep them in mind. The boy I know is just stuck sulking."

I walked past the slightly shocked boy and over to the boy that was running to meet me.

"Here you go, Gawa-san."

"Arigatou, Ryuuka-chan! Come on, Mukahi wants to tell you something important!"

I snickered at how happy Jirou was even though he would be asleep after a few minutes. I hurried after him, not thinking about looking back to the St. Rudolph boy.

I wiped my forehead with the back of my sleeve, tired from walking so much. I had split ways from the Hyotei team since they were going to do something. I didn't know. I just wanted to get home.

"Hello, Simone-chan."

I waved to Elrin as he walked up the steps to his house. It was amazing to think that he was even related the Shishido. I moved my hair back, thinking about finding a hairtie when I got home.

I shut the gate behind me and hurried up the steps to find the door unlocked. I found no problem with this since I was tired and opened the door,"Ne, Chichi[1]! Sofu! I'm home!"

I didn't hear anyone coming to greet me back so I turned to lock the door. I heard it click and I turned back around, and right into someone's chest. I yelped and jumped back.

"Nice greeting, Imouto[2]."

I smiled widely and embraced the boy in front of me,"Jeram-ani! I'm so glad you're here!"

I hadn't seen my brother for two and a half months. That was way too long for my liking. He was six years older than me and in his third year of college. He was still the single 20-year-old he was the last time I saw him, but I was glad that he was the same.

He ruffled my strawberry blonde hair,"Where were you?"

I smiled and walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge to get a cup of juice,"I decided to go to a tennis match since a friend of mine was playing."

My brother leaned forward and took a sip of my juice. His dark blonde hair touched the outside pieces of the glass as his brown eyes asked me the question that came out of his mouth,"Tennis? You've never been interested in sports."

I nodded and took my juice back, gulping the rest of the glass down,"Well, I decided that since Gawa-san asked me to come to the match that I should go support him as a friend. It actually wasn't that bad."

My brother laughed and hugged me tight, rubbing his fist on my head,"Who's got a boyfriend?"

I struggled to get out of his grip,"I don't have a boyfriend...!"

He laughed at my squirming, right up to the moment that I elbowed his gut. He let go of me and clutched his stomach,"Itai..."

"Well, it looks like sibling bonding."

I smiled to my father as he walked over to the two of us,"Chichi!"

He laughed and patted my brother's shoulder,"Hey, son."

"Hey, Chichi."

I laughed with my dad and brother as our dad told us about something that had happened at the college dorms today.

"That better not happen where you go, Jeram."

Jeram shook his head, laughing,"Never happens."

I laughed and looked to my brother,"Don't you have a roommate?"

He shook his head,"No, I live alone, remember? Though, it can get quite boring."

"Why don't you get a cat or something?"

I immeaditely regretted saying anything since my brother got that mischevious glint in his eyes. He stood up and grabbed me, plopping me into my shoes by the door. After he knew I had them on he opened the door and ran with me trying to keep up behind him, laughing all the way.

"Ryou, come down and eat!"

Shishido sighed and sat up in his bed. He hadn't done anything that Sunday. Choutarou was busy helping his sister with something so there had been no chance of any training. He stood up from his bed and decided to go downstairs to eat.

The long-haired boy sat at the table to eat whatever it was that his mother had decided to cook that night. He bit into a piece of what he guessed was meat and the dinner conversation began.

"I heard that the Ryuuka's boy came back from college to visit for a few days." His mother stated so as to start the conversation at the table.

Elrin looked up,"Jeram-san's back from college? I'll have to go say hi to him tomorrow after school."

"He's going for a degree in kind of design thing, isn't he?" Their father said, wondering aloud.

"Yes, I think it was something like that."

...

"Imouto, get back here with Kyoji!"

"Never, I'm taking him from you!"

...

Shishido's mother chuckled at the commotion that ran by the front of their house. She knew that it was the Ryuuka siblings catching up from the last time Jeram visited.

Shishido looked down at his now empty plate and looked to his father,"Can I go back up to my room?"

"What do you need to do?"

Shishido knew what he was going to do, but decided against the truth,"I need to complete my Geometry worksheets."

His father nodded and the boy brought his plate into the kitchen before he walked up the stairs and into his room. He went back to thinking about what he was going to do to regain what he lost.

[1] Chichi is what you use when talking about or to your father.

[2] Imouto is what you use when talking to or about your little sister

Shishido is one track minded isn't he? Ne, I guess it's determination, but I dunno. A little odd in my opinion

~Tai.

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