Hello! I'm updating like crazy, coz I'm quite bored, y'see? Sore de, I'm posting chappies like mad. Hope it isn't too much of chapters for ya'll to read. So, I'm continuing, any queries, feel free to ask me.

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Tezuka was walking home from the pub early. Those  girls were bugging him again, as usual. He was glad that they didn't decide to tail him back to his house, though. When he was on the way home, he recieved an SMS :

Kunimitsu, this is mom n dad. We're going on a trip to the house by the lake. Miyuki's following along too, so is grandpa. Yuko's at the house tho, and pls keep her company. And don't forget to eat dinner with her everyday, okay? See you. –Mom

Oh gosh. He was going to be home alone. Well, not totally alone. Yuko was going to be at home. At least he wouldn't have to depend on instant ramen everyday.

When he reached home, he expected Yuko to be asleep, as it was 1 AM. He needn't say 'tadaima', if she wasn't there to greet him either. He took off his shoes and placed them on the rack.

"Ah, you're home, Kunimitsu? Okaeri nasai yo,"said a voice from inside. Tezuka was stunned for a while, but then registered in his head that Yuko was still awake.

"Hey Yuko. You still awake?"Tezuka asked the brown haired girl. She smiled back at him, just like the way Fuji smiled. It brought him back memories of the guy he liked, or rather likes.

"Oh, yea. Made some apple pie. You want some?"Yuko offered, handing Tezuka a plate of her pie. He took the pie, and gobbled it down. Since he was disturbed by those girls, he had no time to eat and get them away from him at the same time. The apple pie was really sweet and delicious, and not too dry.

"The pie was nice. Thanks,"he said. After all, he was awfully hungry.

"Kunimitsu, you look hungry. Did you have your dinner?"

"Not really."

"Oh, no wonder. Let me get you some leftovers from dinner today, ne? Just wait a while, please,"Yuko said, getting up from her position on the sofa.

Yuko then returned with some unagi and some teppanyaki on a plate. She must have just popped it in the microwave, because Tezuka could see the steam coming out from the food.

"Here! Enjoy your food!"she said, putting the food on the dining table. Tezuka adjourned to the dining table, ready to feast on the food laid before his eyes. There also was unagi, his favourite food.

"You're not eating?"Tezuka asked. Yuko shook her head, and smiled back. She reminded him of his blue-eyed beauty alot.

"Thanks for the food, Yuko."

"No prob, Kunimitsu. Ano, can you do me a favour?"

"What favour?"

"You used to play tennis right? And very well too right?"

"I USED to. Now I hardly play tennis anymore,"Tezuka replied. It was partly true ; he often slacked off and headed to the pub right after school, after changing.

"Well, anyway, can you coach me on tennis?"Yuko asked the bespectacled man. He almost choked at his green tea.

"But, do you know how to play tennis?"

"Just a bit."

"Well, I don't think I can coach you, actually. Maybe you should get someone else..."

"Onegai shimasu! Can you please teach me to play tennis?"Yuko asked, bowing down. Tezuka was astonished at her actions, and tried to get her up.

"Hey, no need to bow. Fine fine, wake up by 8 AM tomorrow,"Tezuka said, looking at Yuko. She nodded her head, and decided to brush her teeth. Since there was more than a toilet in the house, Tezuka also brushed his teeth. When he was done, he could see Yuko sleeping soundly at the other side of the bed.

"Good night, my angel,"Tezuka said softly, hugging Yuko as they were asleep. He sort of thought of Yuko as Fuji, therefore, he didn't find it strange to hug someone. After all, she smiled just like Fuji.

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The next morning, Yuko found herself in Tezuka's arms. She blushed a little and she took away the hands from herself. She wasn't grossed out or anything, but Yuko was sure that it would be okay, because after all, she was going to be Tezuka's wife sooner or later. She smiled, and took a quick shower. It was going to be a nice day to play tennis.

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Tezuka's POV

Great, since I thought Yuko knew how to play tennis, coaching her would be simple. She looked like a pro in tennis, though. Sadly, all the balls she hit either flew up and flew somewhere away from the middle of the court.

"Gomen!"she said again, as another ball flew out of the court.

"I'll go get it!"she offered. At least it would save my strength. And I thought it would be simple to teach her how to play tennis. Well, it was going to be a long day...

Finally, Yuko came back with the ball, smiling happily. I couldn't help but smile at her too.

"So, what do I do? Learn how to serve?"

"No. Learn how to hold the racket properly.."

"Oh.."she said, blushing. I stood behind her, showing her the right way to hold the racket in the forehand stance.

"So, it's like this,"I said.

"Oh, cool! Hey, so I hit the ball like..this?"Yuko asked, putting the racket to the back and swinging it forward.

"Something like that. Now, let's try hitting a ball to the other side of the court."

It was very enjoyable. Somehow, I felt different being with her. It seems that I've known her, for a long time.

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Hey hey, I know I shouldn't stay up late, but anyway, here is another chappie. I'm so sorry, just wanna use up my free time...^-^!