ONCE IN A WHILE
Chapter two: Getting to know you
By: Imitation L
L's notes: I've been looking at my past work =_= man they suck. Bad grammar, no sentence structure, weird plots, but I think even though I sucked at "English" so much back then. I was more creative. And could rely more on my imagination then on my real life events. Because, honest to truth. Not that many things happen to me. I live a slow and quiet life, and I enjoy stirring it around.
I hope people will read this one, quite important to me for various reasons. And once again, DO NOT OWN TENNIS NO OUJISAMA. 3 I love Ryoma =D
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"Sakuno! Are you going home?" A very hyper Tomo popped out of nowhere. Her enthusiasm is always a bit taunting, so is her love for the increasingly popular Echizen Ryoma. Tomo, here is the proud president and founder of the "Echizen Ryoma fan club" It's true that she's always been a bit more excited about things then Sakuno. But, Tomo just doesn't understand why Sakuno despises this young prince.
The school day is over, students of all ages explored the school grounds, many of them had after school activities, and many take pleasure in their freedom as teenagers.
"I have to clean the classroom!" Sakuno replied, she hid her face, trying not to look into Tomo's eyes. For what she said wasn't the truth, the youthful girl had cleaning duties on Mondays', not Fridays'. I feel bad lying to Tomo, but I want to learn tennis, if she found out, then I can't practice on my own. It's not that I don't want Tomo-chan around. Sakuno's thought fell off course.
Being Sakuno's best friend, Tomo knew fair and well that Ryuzaki's cleaning duties are on Mondays'. But she also understood that it must be something important, since Sakuno wouldn't lie usually. With a hurt smile, she brushed it off.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later then!" Despite her always happy, and sometimes annoying face. Tomo was an understanding and sweet girl. But her hyperactive personality always got in the way. With a small sigh, the girl with the cute dimple skidded off school grounds.
Sakuno sighed of relief; she didn't understand why it was a bad thing for Tomo to know about her tennis practices. She was confused with her own thoughts. But she knew. If Tomo found out about her tennis, she would want to play too. Tomo being a more athletic girl, she would probably catch on Tennis faster then Sakuno. This would only make Sakuno feel even more useless.
Being the granddaughter of the Tennis coach. She felt embarrassed that her tennis skills are so horrid. Just hitting the ball is a problem. Not to mention speed, endurance and other techniques. It was impossible!
The auburn haired girl sighed; she collected her things and headed to her secret hideaway. Where there is a wall, for Sakuno to practice. Trees, for shade during the summer. And beautiful flowers, to keep Sakuno entertained while she searched for the bounced away tennis balls.
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"Echizen, go collect the tennis balls with the rest of the freshmen. Just because you're a regular doesn't get you out of doing freshmen chores." A tall spiky haired senpai laughed whole-heartedly.
"Hai Momoshiro-senpai." Ryoma jogged towards the tennis balls, collecting them as he sees. One after another, it was endless. It's really amazing just how many tennis balls there are at the Seigaku tennis club.
Ten minutes passed by, but to Ryoma, for what felt like eternity. All of the balls have been collected, at least the ones he can see. The green spheres rolled inside the baskets, basket after basket. The balls filled it.
"Well, I'm done for today." Ryoma got up off the dirty cement ground with a great stretch. While the sun is still high up, it was getting late.
"Don't go yet Echizen." Horio interrupted. "As a freshman, we must count the balls to make sure none is missing, if there are, we must go find them too." He explained, but Ryoma's yawns drowned away his voice.
"Start counting Echizen." Horio snapped.
"Fine, but this is the first and last time I am doing this." Echizen sat down again, counting the balls in each basket. ".......47, 48, 49, 50........."
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"...7, 8, 9, 10..." Her headband was filled with sweat, as in one of her regular practices, Sakuno counted how many times she could hit the ball against the wall. So far, the best she has done is 25 hits against the wall. Maybe she'll break her own record today. She definitely feels up to it.
*PONG* the ball bounced off the racquet, but not in the direction of the wall. Sakuno sighed, no matter how much she practices, it's impossible to become a regular on the Girls' tennis team.
"15 hits." Sakuno said. Her braids were tangled and messy. It was difficult to play tennis, and sometimes it was even more difficult with such long braids on her head. She let her long braids lose, and smoothened out her hair. Actuality, Sakuno would be much prettier if her hair wasn't tied up all the time.
4:45, the pink digital watch read. It was almost time to go home, a few more rounds of hitting against the wall! Sakuno regained her energy and got up again, beginning her once again struggle with the sport of tennis.
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"We are missing one ball!!" Kachiro exclaimed. Even though no one actually counted the tennis balls in the morning. The freshman felt pride in their work, and mustn't lose anything.
"I'll go look for it." Echizen sighed; his intention was to sneak home while looking for the lost tennis ball. But seeing how keen everyone is, he decided to actually look for it.
Seigaku High school is one of the nicest, and biggest schools in Tokyo. It was every student's goal to be accepted to a school with high academic standards and good sporting teams.
Around the tennis court, are trees, a great area of firs and ever greens. Rarely do the students go past that point. But, Echizen decided to look for the tennis ball there.
Through a short walk, Echizen reached an unknown area of the school. Apparently, that was the old classroom that no one uses anymore. So instead of being taught there, classroom objects and books are placed there, using it as a storage room.
Behind the storage classrooms, there seemed to be an empty area, full of over grown flowers and weeds. Even the Landscapers don't past this area much anymore.
With his great tennis sense, Echizen felt another person's presence. "Who's out there?!" He called; shifting his right leg behind the other, and ready to attack anything, or anyone that may cause danger to him. Echizen's voice was unusually loud, it brought goose bumps to Sakuno. She climbed out of the bush and stood up.
"It's me.. Ryuzaki." She paused and stared at the ground. My secret hide out is no more, now that the prince found it; he probably will come here to make fun of my tennis stances. Ryuzaki's face turned to multiple shades of red and pink.
"Don't worry, I'm just here looking for a lost tennis ball." Echizen's voice calmed down. Assuring Sakuno.
"Oh, I see." Ryuzaki and Echizen both began searching for the mysterious tennis ball, all the way past the woods and storage classrooms, still there is no sign of it.
"It's okay, I'll just tell them I couldn't find it." An almost sweet smile appeared on Echizen's face. Making another girl blush, this time, it's Ryuzaki Sakuno.
Interrupting the silence, "Are you practicing tennis here?"
Sakuno froze, thinking of the right words to say without giving away her cover. Through hoops and loops, no right reason seemed believable.
"Hello? ... Are you okay? You haven't said anything in a while." Echizen waved his hand in front of her eyes, making sure she was still there.
"I'm practicing tennis. That's all." Ryuzaki collected her tennis balls and put them back in it's original can. "But I'm going home now." Turning her back to him. Why did he have to ruin the one place I really felt comfortable at? Sakuno bend down to pick up her racquet and case. She was ready to leave. But someone wasn't ready to let her leave.
"Want to... practice with me?" Echizen offered, his cat like eyes seemed convincing. But Ryuzaki wasn't going to let one silly offer win her over.
"No thank you, it's getting late. I must leave." Sakuno's lips were thin and brittle, her teeth gritted as she spoke those words, her face expression-less and cold.
"Are you sure?" Echizen offered again, seductively. "Come on! Let's just play a bit. At the courts, want to?"
The tryouts for the girls' tennis team is near, she really want to be a member. Even if not a regular, to be just apart of the team will be wonderful. Sakuno threw away her pride for just one afternoon. Let the amazing Echizen Ryoma teach her tennis.
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Two hours passed with a blink of an eye. Strangely enough, when Echizen and Ryuzaki arrived back at the courts, the other freshman has disappeared, so did the tennis balls. Echizen shrugged away these thoughts; he only concentrated on helping Ryuzaki with her tennis practice.
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"Thank you for helping me today." All of Sakuno's impressions of Echizen faded away. Maybe he's not such a bad guy.
"It's no big deal." Echizen smiled, a sincere smile. Never had he seen Ryuzaki like this, no. Never had he seen Sakuno like this. She was completely different, not shy and awkward. She was lovely. But, never would THE Echizen Ryoma bother himself with such matters as this.
"Well I better be going... Thank you again." Sakuno's smile reflected off the dimming of the evening sun. She stepped away from the ever-memorable tennis courts, letting the original notion of Echizen Ryoma fade.
"Ja..." Ryoma's bad boy personality returned. No girl can resist me, and I prove myself right again. But, I can't let these things busy me. Mada Mada Dane.
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CHAPTER 2 END
L's ending notes: There are a LOT of random lines around. To separate the parts I guess? I do that when I get stuck, and can't transport the story from one area to another. Random =_=;; *Note to self* Must IMPROVE!
Also, thank you SO MUCH! For the wonderful reviews:
To Skitzo-phrenick: this story is OOC, which is Out of character. Sorry for the misunderstanding. I didn't quite know what it meant before too =D
And thanks to everyone else that enjoyed this story. Thank you!! =D _______________________________________________________________
JA( Ne ) = see you!
Chapter two: Getting to know you
By: Imitation L
L's notes: I've been looking at my past work =_= man they suck. Bad grammar, no sentence structure, weird plots, but I think even though I sucked at "English" so much back then. I was more creative. And could rely more on my imagination then on my real life events. Because, honest to truth. Not that many things happen to me. I live a slow and quiet life, and I enjoy stirring it around.
I hope people will read this one, quite important to me for various reasons. And once again, DO NOT OWN TENNIS NO OUJISAMA. 3 I love Ryoma =D
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"Sakuno! Are you going home?" A very hyper Tomo popped out of nowhere. Her enthusiasm is always a bit taunting, so is her love for the increasingly popular Echizen Ryoma. Tomo, here is the proud president and founder of the "Echizen Ryoma fan club" It's true that she's always been a bit more excited about things then Sakuno. But, Tomo just doesn't understand why Sakuno despises this young prince.
The school day is over, students of all ages explored the school grounds, many of them had after school activities, and many take pleasure in their freedom as teenagers.
"I have to clean the classroom!" Sakuno replied, she hid her face, trying not to look into Tomo's eyes. For what she said wasn't the truth, the youthful girl had cleaning duties on Mondays', not Fridays'. I feel bad lying to Tomo, but I want to learn tennis, if she found out, then I can't practice on my own. It's not that I don't want Tomo-chan around. Sakuno's thought fell off course.
Being Sakuno's best friend, Tomo knew fair and well that Ryuzaki's cleaning duties are on Mondays'. But she also understood that it must be something important, since Sakuno wouldn't lie usually. With a hurt smile, she brushed it off.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later then!" Despite her always happy, and sometimes annoying face. Tomo was an understanding and sweet girl. But her hyperactive personality always got in the way. With a small sigh, the girl with the cute dimple skidded off school grounds.
Sakuno sighed of relief; she didn't understand why it was a bad thing for Tomo to know about her tennis practices. She was confused with her own thoughts. But she knew. If Tomo found out about her tennis, she would want to play too. Tomo being a more athletic girl, she would probably catch on Tennis faster then Sakuno. This would only make Sakuno feel even more useless.
Being the granddaughter of the Tennis coach. She felt embarrassed that her tennis skills are so horrid. Just hitting the ball is a problem. Not to mention speed, endurance and other techniques. It was impossible!
The auburn haired girl sighed; she collected her things and headed to her secret hideaway. Where there is a wall, for Sakuno to practice. Trees, for shade during the summer. And beautiful flowers, to keep Sakuno entertained while she searched for the bounced away tennis balls.
_______________________________________________________________
"Echizen, go collect the tennis balls with the rest of the freshmen. Just because you're a regular doesn't get you out of doing freshmen chores." A tall spiky haired senpai laughed whole-heartedly.
"Hai Momoshiro-senpai." Ryoma jogged towards the tennis balls, collecting them as he sees. One after another, it was endless. It's really amazing just how many tennis balls there are at the Seigaku tennis club.
Ten minutes passed by, but to Ryoma, for what felt like eternity. All of the balls have been collected, at least the ones he can see. The green spheres rolled inside the baskets, basket after basket. The balls filled it.
"Well, I'm done for today." Ryoma got up off the dirty cement ground with a great stretch. While the sun is still high up, it was getting late.
"Don't go yet Echizen." Horio interrupted. "As a freshman, we must count the balls to make sure none is missing, if there are, we must go find them too." He explained, but Ryoma's yawns drowned away his voice.
"Start counting Echizen." Horio snapped.
"Fine, but this is the first and last time I am doing this." Echizen sat down again, counting the balls in each basket. ".......47, 48, 49, 50........."
_______________________________________________________________
"...7, 8, 9, 10..." Her headband was filled with sweat, as in one of her regular practices, Sakuno counted how many times she could hit the ball against the wall. So far, the best she has done is 25 hits against the wall. Maybe she'll break her own record today. She definitely feels up to it.
*PONG* the ball bounced off the racquet, but not in the direction of the wall. Sakuno sighed, no matter how much she practices, it's impossible to become a regular on the Girls' tennis team.
"15 hits." Sakuno said. Her braids were tangled and messy. It was difficult to play tennis, and sometimes it was even more difficult with such long braids on her head. She let her long braids lose, and smoothened out her hair. Actuality, Sakuno would be much prettier if her hair wasn't tied up all the time.
4:45, the pink digital watch read. It was almost time to go home, a few more rounds of hitting against the wall! Sakuno regained her energy and got up again, beginning her once again struggle with the sport of tennis.
_______________________________________________________________
"We are missing one ball!!" Kachiro exclaimed. Even though no one actually counted the tennis balls in the morning. The freshman felt pride in their work, and mustn't lose anything.
"I'll go look for it." Echizen sighed; his intention was to sneak home while looking for the lost tennis ball. But seeing how keen everyone is, he decided to actually look for it.
Seigaku High school is one of the nicest, and biggest schools in Tokyo. It was every student's goal to be accepted to a school with high academic standards and good sporting teams.
Around the tennis court, are trees, a great area of firs and ever greens. Rarely do the students go past that point. But, Echizen decided to look for the tennis ball there.
Through a short walk, Echizen reached an unknown area of the school. Apparently, that was the old classroom that no one uses anymore. So instead of being taught there, classroom objects and books are placed there, using it as a storage room.
Behind the storage classrooms, there seemed to be an empty area, full of over grown flowers and weeds. Even the Landscapers don't past this area much anymore.
With his great tennis sense, Echizen felt another person's presence. "Who's out there?!" He called; shifting his right leg behind the other, and ready to attack anything, or anyone that may cause danger to him. Echizen's voice was unusually loud, it brought goose bumps to Sakuno. She climbed out of the bush and stood up.
"It's me.. Ryuzaki." She paused and stared at the ground. My secret hide out is no more, now that the prince found it; he probably will come here to make fun of my tennis stances. Ryuzaki's face turned to multiple shades of red and pink.
"Don't worry, I'm just here looking for a lost tennis ball." Echizen's voice calmed down. Assuring Sakuno.
"Oh, I see." Ryuzaki and Echizen both began searching for the mysterious tennis ball, all the way past the woods and storage classrooms, still there is no sign of it.
"It's okay, I'll just tell them I couldn't find it." An almost sweet smile appeared on Echizen's face. Making another girl blush, this time, it's Ryuzaki Sakuno.
Interrupting the silence, "Are you practicing tennis here?"
Sakuno froze, thinking of the right words to say without giving away her cover. Through hoops and loops, no right reason seemed believable.
"Hello? ... Are you okay? You haven't said anything in a while." Echizen waved his hand in front of her eyes, making sure she was still there.
"I'm practicing tennis. That's all." Ryuzaki collected her tennis balls and put them back in it's original can. "But I'm going home now." Turning her back to him. Why did he have to ruin the one place I really felt comfortable at? Sakuno bend down to pick up her racquet and case. She was ready to leave. But someone wasn't ready to let her leave.
"Want to... practice with me?" Echizen offered, his cat like eyes seemed convincing. But Ryuzaki wasn't going to let one silly offer win her over.
"No thank you, it's getting late. I must leave." Sakuno's lips were thin and brittle, her teeth gritted as she spoke those words, her face expression-less and cold.
"Are you sure?" Echizen offered again, seductively. "Come on! Let's just play a bit. At the courts, want to?"
The tryouts for the girls' tennis team is near, she really want to be a member. Even if not a regular, to be just apart of the team will be wonderful. Sakuno threw away her pride for just one afternoon. Let the amazing Echizen Ryoma teach her tennis.
_______________________________________________________________
Two hours passed with a blink of an eye. Strangely enough, when Echizen and Ryuzaki arrived back at the courts, the other freshman has disappeared, so did the tennis balls. Echizen shrugged away these thoughts; he only concentrated on helping Ryuzaki with her tennis practice.
_______________________________________________________________
"Thank you for helping me today." All of Sakuno's impressions of Echizen faded away. Maybe he's not such a bad guy.
"It's no big deal." Echizen smiled, a sincere smile. Never had he seen Ryuzaki like this, no. Never had he seen Sakuno like this. She was completely different, not shy and awkward. She was lovely. But, never would THE Echizen Ryoma bother himself with such matters as this.
"Well I better be going... Thank you again." Sakuno's smile reflected off the dimming of the evening sun. She stepped away from the ever-memorable tennis courts, letting the original notion of Echizen Ryoma fade.
"Ja..." Ryoma's bad boy personality returned. No girl can resist me, and I prove myself right again. But, I can't let these things busy me. Mada Mada Dane.
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CHAPTER 2 END
L's ending notes: There are a LOT of random lines around. To separate the parts I guess? I do that when I get stuck, and can't transport the story from one area to another. Random =_=;; *Note to self* Must IMPROVE!
Also, thank you SO MUCH! For the wonderful reviews:
To Skitzo-phrenick: this story is OOC, which is Out of character. Sorry for the misunderstanding. I didn't quite know what it meant before too =D
And thanks to everyone else that enjoyed this story. Thank you!! =D _______________________________________________________________
JA( Ne ) = see you!