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Author's notes: To let you know Chichiri will have 'no da' in his talk after his memory is back. I hope you like the story so far. Thanks for the reviews. I love hearing peoples points. Enjoy.
Wedding of Time
Chapter 3
Chichiri went to the book store and picked up the books he needed for his classes before returning to the dorm. Chichiri had to use the elevator because he was afraid he would fall down the stairs. He had enough trouble seeing were he was going and did not want to worry about going up stairs. Reaching the sixth floor, Chichiri gets out and begins to walk down the hall when he runs it to something or someone. Chichiri drops his stuff all over the floor and falls down on his butt.
"Sorry about that. I wasn't watching were I was going. Hey, you're the new student on this floor. My name is Kouji and I am one of the hall monitors for this floor. Here let me help you with your stuff, after all I made you drop it." Kouji begins to pick up Chichiri's stuff off the floor.
"It's ok. Thanks for helping. Yes, I am the new student and my name is Chichiri. It is nice to meet you Kouji." Chichiri was also picking up his stuff.
Kouji helps carry Chichiri's stuff into his room.
'Man, he is fine! Tasuki is going to love him! I'll tell him about Chichiri at dinner.' Kouji thought to himself. Kouji likes to try and hook Tasuki up with someone.
"I see you are Hikou's roommate." Kouji said to Chichiri.
"Yes, I am. Do you know Hikou?" Chichiri asked Kouji.
"Yes. He is one of my closes friends. Well, look at the time. I have to run but I will see ya later. Maybe Hikou and you could have dinner with my roommate and me some time." With that Kouji had darted out of the room before Chichiri could respond.
The only thing that Chichiri did was stare at the place where Kouji last stood and think to himself. 'That was just weird. Did he just ask me out on some keep of date? No, that can't be it. He is just being nice, but the way he looked at me like he had some kind of plan in his head. Enough thinking about that and back to work you go Chichiri.'
Chichiri finally got his things ready for his classes that would be starting tomorrow. His bed was made up and ready for sleeping in. Seeing that everything was in order, he decides to walk around the campus and check it out. Chichiri picked up his keys and began on his way out of the dorm.
While walking all over the campus, Chichiri comes upon the tennis court and stops to watch people practicing tennis. 'I have not played tennis since I was in high school.' Chichiri eyes caught the site of a red headed player who was doing great against the other player. 'He is good. Real good. He doesn't look that bad either. His red hair reminds me of fire burning in a fire place. I wonder if I could join the team. I wouldn't mind playing against him either.' With that, Chichiri went to find the coach.
Chichiri finds the coach and talked to him about joining the team. The coach decided to let Chichiri play against Red Head to see if he was any good before letting him on the team. The coach told Chichiri that Red Head was number 1 and if he played a good game or even won that he would be on the team. (Red Head is what the coach calls the player. It is not his real name.)
The coach let Chichiri borrow a racket and then went to introduce him to the other player.
"Red Head this is Chichiri, he is going to play you a game of tennis. The best 2 out of 3 is the winner. Red Head will serve first. Now let's get this game started." The coach turns around and walks off the playing court.
Chichiri and Red Head shake hands and began to do some warms ups before starting.
'Man, he is sweet. I wonder where coach got him from.' Red Head thought.
'I can't believe that he looks even better up close. I have to concentrate on the game or I won't be able to be around him. Well, here goes nothing.' Chichiri thought while preparing his mind for the game.
After a few minutes of warm ups, the game began.
Each player played a great game. Their serves and voles over the net were done like second nature. Both players were giving it all they had. Chichiri was doing well for not playing for 2 years. The coach watched and watched until it was over. He wished that they could have played longer but it was over.
"That was a great game you played, Chichiri. I hope I will get to play against you again sometime." Red Head said while shaking Chichiri's hand.
"Thanks, you played good, too. I look forward playing you again." Chichiri replied.
The coach walks up, "That was a great game even though you lost, Chichiri, you are on the team." The score was 3 to 2 in Tasuki's favor. "In fact, you are now going to be number 2. A person that can keep up with Red Head, here, deserves to be number 2. Practice with be tomorrow at 3pm; be here on time. Practice is over for today. Don't forget to clean up the court before ya'll leave. See everyone tomorrow." The coach gets his stuff and heads off the court.
Chichiri still holding the coach's racket begins to walk off after him.
"Coach, here is your racket back." Chichiri says while putting it in front of him so the coach can take it.
"Keep a hold of it until you get your own racket. Well, I will see you later." The coach gets in to his car and leaves.
Chichiri looked back at the court for one last look at the red headed boy before heading off to the dorm for a shower. What he saw made him sad. There was Kouji talking to the beautiful red head boy and very friendly mind you. Chichiri was crushed. He had felt some kind of connection when he had shaken Red Head's hand but now he thought he had no chance to find out what is was because he already had someone. Chichiri went to the dorm as fast as he could. His heart hurt and he felt like crying but didn't know why.
Red Head was watching Chichiri and was a little sad to see him go because he wanted to find out more about him. He had felt a warm feeling from Chichiri's hand that he had never felt before and wanted to know what it was. 'Maybe I will get to talk to him tomorrow at practice. I can't wait until tomorrow to see that fine looking man again.' Red Head thought to himself with a smile on his face from his last thought. Kouji was talking to him about something but he wasn't paying any attention to what he was saying and Kouji did not notice that Red Head wasn't paying attention and kept on talking.
Chichiri makes it to his room and manages to lie down on his bed and looked up at the ceiling before he started to cry a little. 'I don't know why I am crying but I just feel so...so...so sad for some reason.' Chichiri thoughts were interrupted when Hikou came in to the room.
"Are you ok?" Hikou asked seeing Chichiri crying a little bit.
Trying to get his emotions under control, he looks up at Hikou, "I am fine."
Knowing that someone crying is most of the time means something is wrong he asks the question again, "Are you ok?"
"Well, no. I just joined the tennis team because of someone who was playing and then I saw him talking really friendly to Kouji. I joined because of him and he already has someone." Chichiri got it all out before he started to cry even more. 'Great I feel like a fool and now my new roommate knows I like guys. This is going to be one long two years.' Chichiri thought to himself while crying even header with those thoughts.
TBC…
Author's notes: I hope you liked this chapter. Please review.
Author's notes: To let you know Chichiri will have 'no da' in his talk after his memory is back. I hope you like the story so far. Thanks for the reviews. I love hearing peoples points. Enjoy.
Wedding of Time
Chapter 3
Chichiri went to the book store and picked up the books he needed for his classes before returning to the dorm. Chichiri had to use the elevator because he was afraid he would fall down the stairs. He had enough trouble seeing were he was going and did not want to worry about going up stairs. Reaching the sixth floor, Chichiri gets out and begins to walk down the hall when he runs it to something or someone. Chichiri drops his stuff all over the floor and falls down on his butt.
"Sorry about that. I wasn't watching were I was going. Hey, you're the new student on this floor. My name is Kouji and I am one of the hall monitors for this floor. Here let me help you with your stuff, after all I made you drop it." Kouji begins to pick up Chichiri's stuff off the floor.
"It's ok. Thanks for helping. Yes, I am the new student and my name is Chichiri. It is nice to meet you Kouji." Chichiri was also picking up his stuff.
Kouji helps carry Chichiri's stuff into his room.
'Man, he is fine! Tasuki is going to love him! I'll tell him about Chichiri at dinner.' Kouji thought to himself. Kouji likes to try and hook Tasuki up with someone.
"I see you are Hikou's roommate." Kouji said to Chichiri.
"Yes, I am. Do you know Hikou?" Chichiri asked Kouji.
"Yes. He is one of my closes friends. Well, look at the time. I have to run but I will see ya later. Maybe Hikou and you could have dinner with my roommate and me some time." With that Kouji had darted out of the room before Chichiri could respond.
The only thing that Chichiri did was stare at the place where Kouji last stood and think to himself. 'That was just weird. Did he just ask me out on some keep of date? No, that can't be it. He is just being nice, but the way he looked at me like he had some kind of plan in his head. Enough thinking about that and back to work you go Chichiri.'
Chichiri finally got his things ready for his classes that would be starting tomorrow. His bed was made up and ready for sleeping in. Seeing that everything was in order, he decides to walk around the campus and check it out. Chichiri picked up his keys and began on his way out of the dorm.
While walking all over the campus, Chichiri comes upon the tennis court and stops to watch people practicing tennis. 'I have not played tennis since I was in high school.' Chichiri eyes caught the site of a red headed player who was doing great against the other player. 'He is good. Real good. He doesn't look that bad either. His red hair reminds me of fire burning in a fire place. I wonder if I could join the team. I wouldn't mind playing against him either.' With that, Chichiri went to find the coach.
Chichiri finds the coach and talked to him about joining the team. The coach decided to let Chichiri play against Red Head to see if he was any good before letting him on the team. The coach told Chichiri that Red Head was number 1 and if he played a good game or even won that he would be on the team. (Red Head is what the coach calls the player. It is not his real name.)
The coach let Chichiri borrow a racket and then went to introduce him to the other player.
"Red Head this is Chichiri, he is going to play you a game of tennis. The best 2 out of 3 is the winner. Red Head will serve first. Now let's get this game started." The coach turns around and walks off the playing court.
Chichiri and Red Head shake hands and began to do some warms ups before starting.
'Man, he is sweet. I wonder where coach got him from.' Red Head thought.
'I can't believe that he looks even better up close. I have to concentrate on the game or I won't be able to be around him. Well, here goes nothing.' Chichiri thought while preparing his mind for the game.
After a few minutes of warm ups, the game began.
Each player played a great game. Their serves and voles over the net were done like second nature. Both players were giving it all they had. Chichiri was doing well for not playing for 2 years. The coach watched and watched until it was over. He wished that they could have played longer but it was over.
"That was a great game you played, Chichiri. I hope I will get to play against you again sometime." Red Head said while shaking Chichiri's hand.
"Thanks, you played good, too. I look forward playing you again." Chichiri replied.
The coach walks up, "That was a great game even though you lost, Chichiri, you are on the team." The score was 3 to 2 in Tasuki's favor. "In fact, you are now going to be number 2. A person that can keep up with Red Head, here, deserves to be number 2. Practice with be tomorrow at 3pm; be here on time. Practice is over for today. Don't forget to clean up the court before ya'll leave. See everyone tomorrow." The coach gets his stuff and heads off the court.
Chichiri still holding the coach's racket begins to walk off after him.
"Coach, here is your racket back." Chichiri says while putting it in front of him so the coach can take it.
"Keep a hold of it until you get your own racket. Well, I will see you later." The coach gets in to his car and leaves.
Chichiri looked back at the court for one last look at the red headed boy before heading off to the dorm for a shower. What he saw made him sad. There was Kouji talking to the beautiful red head boy and very friendly mind you. Chichiri was crushed. He had felt some kind of connection when he had shaken Red Head's hand but now he thought he had no chance to find out what is was because he already had someone. Chichiri went to the dorm as fast as he could. His heart hurt and he felt like crying but didn't know why.
Red Head was watching Chichiri and was a little sad to see him go because he wanted to find out more about him. He had felt a warm feeling from Chichiri's hand that he had never felt before and wanted to know what it was. 'Maybe I will get to talk to him tomorrow at practice. I can't wait until tomorrow to see that fine looking man again.' Red Head thought to himself with a smile on his face from his last thought. Kouji was talking to him about something but he wasn't paying any attention to what he was saying and Kouji did not notice that Red Head wasn't paying attention and kept on talking.
Chichiri makes it to his room and manages to lie down on his bed and looked up at the ceiling before he started to cry a little. 'I don't know why I am crying but I just feel so...so...so sad for some reason.' Chichiri thoughts were interrupted when Hikou came in to the room.
"Are you ok?" Hikou asked seeing Chichiri crying a little bit.
Trying to get his emotions under control, he looks up at Hikou, "I am fine."
Knowing that someone crying is most of the time means something is wrong he asks the question again, "Are you ok?"
"Well, no. I just joined the tennis team because of someone who was playing and then I saw him talking really friendly to Kouji. I joined because of him and he already has someone." Chichiri got it all out before he started to cry even more. 'Great I feel like a fool and now my new roommate knows I like guys. This is going to be one long two years.' Chichiri thought to himself while crying even header with those thoughts.
TBC…
Author's notes: I hope you liked this chapter. Please review.