Summary: Bitter. A different Taka-san I wanted to portray here. Taka + Fuji
This was supposed to be out a looooooooooong time ago. But who could predict that I would get writer's block suddenly. At least I didn't see it coming ...
Sushiya means sushi shop. Wanted to add in Akutsu Jin, but as usual, can't find the correct place to squeeze him in ...
Kawamura Takashi, the eldest and only boy, born to be handed over Kawamura's Sushiya once he graduates from high school; likes to play when he was a kid.
He had many friends to play with when he was a kid. Apart from going to school and learning the skills to make good sushi from his father, Takashi spent his other times playing with the other kids in his neighbourhood.
The other kids played because they wanted to play their time away. Takashi played because he only had these times to play. He was to take over the Sushiya from his father after he graduates from high school.
From then, he would have no time to play.
Kawamura senpai, Seigaku's tennis regular, their powerhouse who played 'Burning Tennis'; had got mild personality disorder, if one would really wants to scrutinize his behaviours.
The shy, gentle third year, ever so easy going, ever so considerate, likes to host celebrations in, soon to be, his sushiya. He liked watching his friends enjoying themselves, heartily eating the sushi prepared by him and his father. He liked being part of their joy.
Within him, he had this burning desire to give all he could for his passion in tennis. Reminded by the racquet that he had only these times to play, all that burns within him ignited into blazing flames, scorching whoever gets into his way.
He had only these times to be sharing the joys of winning tournaments with his friends. Soon, he will be hosting such celebrations for his friends, preparing sushi for them and hear them share their victories.
If they ever were to pick his sushiya.
Taka-san, given by his friends, who were equally treasured with making good sushi and playing tennis; he would do anything for his friends.
Anything, from giving treats to his kouhais to countering the deadly Hadoukyuu from Ishida. He saw it heading straight towards his doubles partner. The frailer, slighter boy, whom they called 'The Genius', whom he called 'friend'.
Burning with the passion of doing all he can in playing, flaming in the ardor of doing anything for his friends; he returned the attack with no hesitations, no regrets. It could cost him his remaining time to play, it could even deny him his skills in making good sushi; but for his friend, he finds it all worthwhile.
Appreciation was all he needed. He had seen it in their faces. That was all he felt he could do for his friends.
A friend had come to fetch him, he was told.
A friend, he was expecting. Momoshiro Takeshi, was his friend who came.
It was Momoshiro who came ...
Continuing ~~