Hey.! Sorry if i screwed up the formatting of the previous chap, gomen gomeeeen!! Well, I think everything should be straightened out, I've replaced that chap and hopefully it's formatted even more properly.. haha mind my bad english. Oh i suck. Hahahaa.! Ah, and besides that, there'll be some momo/an here D hehehee..! spice up the story. ENJOY! :D
The end of the year was approaching. Time flies, honestly. Sakuno was deep in thought. The school prom was just in a few weeks time. She pictured herself dancing with her prince charming, Ryoma Echizen.
But who was she to blame? That image was most likely a dream, a very fake dream. For one thing, Ryoma would NEVER go to a dance. Besides, if he intended to go, why would he think of taking her? There were just so many girls obviously better than her ; she could see her dream going up in smoke.
Sakuno shoved her thoughts away and looked back into her Math book. Perhaps math problems are less complicating than my thoughts, Sakuno thought as she continued her studying.
Meanwhile..
The Seigaku boy's tennis team members(or rather the ex-members, besides Ryoma) were gathered at Kawamura's sushi shop. Ryoma's senpais were happily chatting among each other, since at high school, they didn't have much chance to communicate. Kawamura was happily making sushis for his companions, and Inui was, obviously, taking down notes, as usual.
"Oi, Echizen, there's gonna be a prom in a few weeks time," Momo said cheerily, staring at his junior.
"So, what?"
"You must come for it nyaaa... it's the only time we can finally see each other, ochibi!" Kikumaru chirped in, with a sushi on his right hand. He popped it into his mouth and grinned at Ryoma.
"But, we're seeing each other now!"
"Mou, you can't weasel out of this! If you do.." Momo said, smirking. He cracked his knuckles and smiled broadly at his junior.
"Tch. Mada mada da ne," Ryoma said, walking out of the shop. However, Inui managed to stop him.
"The prom would be a very good place to get data. And you will go, Echizen, won't you? Unless you would want to sample my latest creation, Super Deluxe Exclusive Special Inui Juice, with extra mustard..?" Inui said, a jug of thick bubbling yellow liquid in his hand. Ryoma definitely knew better than to be Inui's guinea pig. He sighed, and his other two senpais grabbed him by the shoulders. Tezuka, who was looking that way, was just speechless. Well, he ALWAYS was speechless anyway, most of the time. Fuji grinned and turned to Oishi.
"This is going to be interesting, ne, Oishi?" Fuji said calmly.
"Mm." Oishi was just going to observe. Thank God he wasn't as unfortunate as Ryoma. Kaidoh and Kawamura's thoughts were the same as they observed.
Meanwhile, Ryoma tried to release himself from the grip of his two evil seniors. They were gleaming in victory ; and Ryoma definitely could not bear it. He never liked losing, especially to something as.. simple as that. But he knew he would NEVER want to drink that yellow stuff. It looked HIDEOUS. And disgusting, obviously.
"Saa, ochibi.." Eiji beamed, grinning at Ryoma.
"TIME FOR SHOPPING!" Eiji and Momo said in unison, dragging poor Ryoma out of the shop.
"This is torture, I tell you. TORTURE!" Ryoma shouted, and soon his rants were no longer heard by the rest as they had dragged Ryoma far, far away. Curious Inui trailed behind them, along with his trusty notebook and pen. Fuji was interested too, and luckily he had brought his camera and some film that day.
"Ii data," Inui said, with a gleam on his spectacles. Fuji just smiled along.
"Ochibi! That number looks GREAT on you!" Eiji shrieked, tossing the dress(yes, dress) in his hand behind him.
"Demo, Kikumaru-senpai, I'm a BOY, not a girl! Stop dressing me in dresses!" Ryoma sulked. Fuji was snapping photos right away, while Inui scribbled in his notebook.
"Echizen's right, Eiji-senpai! We've got to look for suitable tuxedos for him to impress the girls!" Momo said, taking Ryoma out of Eiji's grip and they went off to the men's section.
"Oh. Oh yeah.. My bad, ochibi! Gomenn!" Eiji said. Not long after that, Eiji started throwing gowns into Ryoma's dressing room. Ryoma stomped out, annoyed.
"I'm going off. Ja."
"Oi! E-chi-zen..!!" Momo shouted after the boy. Eiji reacted faster, and in a split second, Eiji was in front of Ryoma, blocking his pathway out of the store.
"Ochibi! You cannot leave! Not yet, not yet! We still need to get you in those gowns.. err I mean, TUXEDOS there, you see! How are you going to go for a prom in a.. pair of jeans! That just isn't right, nya!" Eiji said, with a tiny pout.
Ryoma sighed, and just thought. This was going to be a long day. A VERY, very long day.
Sakuno just couldn't help daydreaming about Ryoma in a tuxedo. Now, he'd look very classy, especially with a tie. Sakuno smiled at the thought of it.
If only, if only.. Sakuno said in her mind. However, if her wish would come true, that would definitely be the day Inui stopped collecting data, and Tezuka would be as cheery and bubbly as Kikumaru. In short form, it would be IMPOSSIBLE for it to come true. Sakuno sighed.
Well, I better get back to studying, or else I'll be dead meat! She said to herself, opening her Math book again.
"Ochibi...!!" Eiji stared at the shonen, speechless. Clad in a black tuxedo and a black striped tie, Ryoma looked definitely the type of guy any girl would fancy bringing to a prom night. Momo, Inui and Fuji were also short of words. Well, Fuji was just snapping away, so it was pretty simple. All he was doing was being a photographer, and yes, photographers need not comment. But he admitted that Ryoma looked very sophisticated and, posh, in that get-up.
"You look awesome, Echizen! Now.. since it was Eiji-senpai's idea that we bought your tuxedo for the prom, he would have to pay for it also, ne, Eiji-senpai?" Momo said, trying to avoid paying the bill. Eiji sighed, and digged out some money from his wallet. He handed it to the cashier politely, while Ryoma tried getting out of the tuxedo. In just minutes, the five of them were leaving the shop.
"Ochibi, you owe me 10000 yen! There goes my money for burgers...!" Eiji complained.
"I never said I wanted to go! Besides, you were the one.. or rather you ALL were the ones who forced me! Surely you have to pay for it.. I wouldn't want to waste my money on the tickets or the tux..!" Ryoma fought back.
"So, Echizen, who're you going to take to the prom? ," Fuji asked, smiling, as usual. Ryoma didn't think of it. Besides, he couldn't imagine himself going for a social function like that. He lacked social skills. He left that question unanswered, but his senpais were more than happy to give suggestions.
"Mou, what about that obaa-san's granddaughter? She's cute! Well, for you, that is," Momo said happily.
"Sakuno Ryuzaki, third-year at Seishun Gakuen Junior High, girl's tennis team captain, blushes at the thought or sight of Ryoma.." Inui said, reciting the notes from his precious book. Ryoma twitched. Inui definitely had every piece of information of everyone in the world. You never know, he might end up going to jail because of stalking.
"Uwoo! Ochibi! You must take her! She obviously has a huge crush on you! Take take take TAAAKE!" Eiji added in. Well, who else could he take? He definitely couldn't take err.. Ryuzaki-sensei's granddaughter's big-mouthed friend, nor anyone else from his 'fanclub'. Ryoma sighed at the thought of it. He was teased big time. But what could he do?
"Mada mada da ne," Ryoma said flatly, leaving his nosy seniors behind. However, they were fast enough to catch up with Ryoma. He sometimes wondered why his seniors kept on pestering him. Perhaps they had nothing better to do.
As they were walking, Momo caught a glimpse of An Tachibana, or as he called her, Tachibana's imouto(younger sister). Say, he hadn't got a date for the prom yet. They didn't say anything was wrong about inviting people who are not from Seigaku. Besides, he doubted there was any rule against it. Better safe than sorry, Momo thought to himself.
"Oi! Tachibana imouto!" Momo exclaimed. The girl laid her eyes on the spiky-haired boy. He could feel the blood rising to his cheeks.
"Momo! How many times have I told you, it's Tachibana An!" she said, walking towards Momo. His face was turning redder by the second. ShimattaTranslation : damn! Eiji-senpai, Fuji-senpai, Inui-senpai, and the worst of all ; Echizen, were here! God, why didn't I think? Oh no. NO! Fuji-senpai had his camera and.. no. NO! Oh no. Don't tell me.. Momo thought.
"Momo!! Don't just call for me without a reason!" An stomped off. Before she could move her leg muscles, Momo caught her by her shoulders. This made Ryoma and Eiji snicker. Fuji was busy taking photos, and Inui, as usual, was scribbling some stuff inside his notebook. This won't do any good ; I'll have to pick up my guts and ask An-chan right now, or else.. or else she'll be angry with me all my life. And no, that cannot happen, that must not happen.. Momo thought again.
"An Tachibana, would you ever please, allow me to escort you to the Seishun Gakuen prom?" Momo said, feeling his cheeks turn to a shade of red.
"Why not, Momo? When is it, anyway? I'll need to prepare myself" She said and flashed a big grin at the crowd. "In 2 weeks time on the Saturday!" Eiji said happily. "Uwaa, you're lucky nyaa! Now all I have to do is look for a date...!" Eiji continued.
"Ah.. hontoutranslation : really?" Momo said to the girl. She flashed her beautiful smile.
"Of course! I'll be waiting for you, Momo! It's a date!" she winked, and bid adieu to the 5 of them. "Ii data.." Inui said. Fuji had been taking many photos. He never seemed to run out of film.
"It's a daaaate, Momo-chan" Ryoma and Eiji said teasingly to Momo.
"Ah, just shaddup, will you?" Momo said, his face still red from An's last sentence. It's a date...
Meanwhile..
"NANI?!? You're going to Seishun Gakuen's prom with the bike-stealing, teammate-hurting baka?! Have you gone out of your mind, An-chan? Your aniki would be very, very worried about you! So you shouldn't go!" Kamio exploded, just like a time-bomb. He could not, or rather, did not dare picture his An-chan dancing happily away with his all-time rival, Momoshiro Takeshi. What could she see in him? He was just another spunky dude, anyway. Kamio thought he was waaay better than that boy from Seigaku.
"Mou, Kamio, stop worrying about me! Everything will be fine, shinpaishinaiyotranslation : don't worry!! Besides, aniki, it would be interesting, ne?" An said, turning to her brother for help. She couldn't see why Kamio was so jealous.
"Aa.. it would be fun, An. After all, you need to have some fun in your life," Tachibana said. He knew his sister desperately wanted to go with that boy from Seigaku ; he could see it in his sister's eyes.
"Well, Kamio, you cannot do anything right now, even buchou has given his agreement, and I personally think it is a good chance for An-chan to socialize, she will definitely look stunning in a gown, I can already see her dancing with that Momoshiro person, and they'll hit off very well, and probably they might even try for a ki.." Shinji muttered, before being rudely interrupted by Kamio.
"Do you ever know when to shut up?! Anyway, you're right, Ibu-san, I can't do anything about it.. so, An-chan, what are you waiting for? We need to go get a dress for you.." Kamio said sheepishly.
"Mou, Kamio, you can just read my mind! I think we'll leave for now, aniki! Take care okay? We need to go shopping before the shops close.. JA!" An said, dragging Shinji and Kamio out of the room.
"You take care too...!" Tachibana Kippei shouted after his sister. He smiled, and went back to reading his book.
"Ja ne, ochibi! Zannen munnen mata raishuu!" Eiji chirped before dumping the young boy at his doorstep with his tux. Well, at least I got something done. Now.. about getting a date.. Ryoma couldn't think about it. It would be peanuts to get a date ; many girls often asked him for a normal date. Just that he couldn't bother about all that. He was never that free to go out with a girl, anyway. He'd rather curl up with a can of Ponta and Karupin by his side. Now, that would be a good day, if I ever needed a break from tennis..
As he slid open the door to his house, he was greeted by Karupin, with a warm meow. Ryoma smiled, but frowned again at the sight of his dad.
"Na, seishounen, what's in that box?" Nanjiroh queried. Did his son get a bouquet of flowers from his ever-loving fans? Chip off the old block, obviously.
"Nothing."
"Really! Don't you dare show your disrespect for your fath.. HEY! Where're you going? RYOMA!" Nanjiroh shouted at his son, who was retreating to his room. Ryoma yawned and slammed his door. His oyaji, was definitely very annoying. Then, he thought of Sakuno. Yeah, that was her name. Sakuno Ryuzaki. Ditzy girl, brown hair, big brown eyes, flower hairclip, yeap. That was her all right.
It would be rather nice to take her to the prom, yes. She's done a fair bit of things for me. But.. would she go? Besides, how am I going to ask her? I lack communication skills. Hmm.. maybe, maybe, I'd just drop a note in her shoebox, ask her to meet me after school, then nobody would know.. perfect. Ryoma said to himself, as he planned everything. And I'll take you to the prom, and tell you how it is to go to the prom with Ryoma Echizen.
Now, I'm about to face a group of readers who are going to whack me in the head for writing such rubbish. GOMEN! Yes I know it's lame. Because it's written by me. Sorry for the OOCness! Just needed to spark the romance between ryoma and sakuno :P hmm.. so so so sorry! But, if you liked it, thankyou :) and please drop a review, if you don't mind. Thanks for taking your time to read it, though, even if you disliked this. Thanks anyway. Thankyou. Thankyou thankyou thankyou. (I am mad. Hahaah)