Never Cares
By Ryoma_sama_fan
Disclaimer: I don't own anything really, but I so want the DVD's, CD's of all the songs,
games, bags, pencil cases, calendars, jackets, and anything else that's related to
TeniPuri!
The deep blue sea. it compels me to follow it yet the danger of it all cannot
be weighed. His eyes are just like the sea. I thought I would make it out there. I found
out the hard way that it was not very glamorous to be actually out there. The waves of
misfortune or just plain life was not at all pleasant most of the time, but I'm still willing
to risk it if I get to just be with him. I'm willing to change my whole life, just for him.
Yet he wouldn't even attempt to help me if I was falling off a cliff. He would just look
at the beautiful view while I fell to my doom. Does he even see me when I walk next to
him, or is he gazing at someone else? I don't know. Do I even want to know?
Probably not. He might at this moment be thinking of when to dump me. Actually that
would be nice. It would formally announce that he hates me. The reason he hates can be
various. It can range from he hates my cooking to that he likes Momoshiro sempai. Both
of them bring horror to my mind.
I've always loved him. Since I saw him at the subway station for the first time
I've liked him. My love for him has evolved from puppy love to full blown passion.
The problem is that I don't think it's the same for him. He's never particularly liked me.
The whole reason he's going out with me is to keep his dad and Momoshiro sempai at
bay by keeping them somewhat happy. I sometimes feel used, but most of the time I just
laugh at the situation Ryoma is in because that's what keeps me going. It makes me feel
as if I'm a big part of his life that's all. I know I'm not, but feeling like it sure does me
good. After a while it gets a bit sad he cares like 10 billion times more about tennis than
me, but tennis is his life.
By Ryoma_sama_fan
Disclaimer: I don't own anything really, but I so want the DVD's, CD's of all the songs,
games, bags, pencil cases, calendars, jackets, and anything else that's related to
TeniPuri!
The deep blue sea. it compels me to follow it yet the danger of it all cannot
be weighed. His eyes are just like the sea. I thought I would make it out there. I found
out the hard way that it was not very glamorous to be actually out there. The waves of
misfortune or just plain life was not at all pleasant most of the time, but I'm still willing
to risk it if I get to just be with him. I'm willing to change my whole life, just for him.
Yet he wouldn't even attempt to help me if I was falling off a cliff. He would just look
at the beautiful view while I fell to my doom. Does he even see me when I walk next to
him, or is he gazing at someone else? I don't know. Do I even want to know?
Probably not. He might at this moment be thinking of when to dump me. Actually that
would be nice. It would formally announce that he hates me. The reason he hates can be
various. It can range from he hates my cooking to that he likes Momoshiro sempai. Both
of them bring horror to my mind.
I've always loved him. Since I saw him at the subway station for the first time
I've liked him. My love for him has evolved from puppy love to full blown passion.
The problem is that I don't think it's the same for him. He's never particularly liked me.
The whole reason he's going out with me is to keep his dad and Momoshiro sempai at
bay by keeping them somewhat happy. I sometimes feel used, but most of the time I just
laugh at the situation Ryoma is in because that's what keeps me going. It makes me feel
as if I'm a big part of his life that's all. I know I'm not, but feeling like it sure does me
good. After a while it gets a bit sad he cares like 10 billion times more about tennis than
me, but tennis is his life.