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Saying NO to mada mada dane

There is probably no one that loves Ryoma more than I do and yet there are some things about him that simply annoy me beyond belief. The one I find most annoying is his catch phrase.

You heard me right. That idiotic annoying presumptuous demeaning degrading impossible to understand catch phrase. You never know if he just insulted or flattered you. And yes it might be because I too was a victim, but that didn't mean I wasn't right. If I wasn't such a fan, and if I wasn't sure that Tomoka would kill me, I would start my own club: the Say no to mada mada dane club, where I would be the president vice-president and most likely the only member.

But I had to do something about it. I just couldn't bear hearing it. I contemplated not going to his practice, Tomo shot that idea down with a forceful pull and drag towards the tennis courts, next I thought about avoiding him completely, pretend I'm sick of some horrid disease and scare him away… ARE YOU NUTS? No way am I doing that, I'm still very much in love with the boy. My last resort was stuffing my ears with cotton so that I couldn't hear him. That was a no brainier that cost me an hour of detention.

So I was stuck. I had no more ideas on how to avoid the dreaded moment when he would speak. And do you know who gave me the best idea? My grandmother. Yup, that's right, Sumire Ryuzaki, coach of the well known Seigaku team gave me one of the most devilishly good ideas. So packed with a plan I prepared myself for the next day of school. I was actually looking forward to it.

Although I seem shy and terrified of the world I'm really a lot stronger than anyone thinks, or believes. I just hate crowds and blush easily. But if I set my mind on something than there's nothing in heaven or earth that can stop me.

Well the next day was like all the others except that Ryoma to my disappointment and sometimes complete relief didn't say one word during class. Maybe he sensed something.

At practice everyone was running laps again because of Momo and Kaidoh. Honestly those two never learn. I was almost ready to resign myself with the fact that he had finally outgrown the phrase when there it was: the perfect moment when I just knew he would say it. And I was only a couple of feet away.

Momo was right in front of me taunting Ryoma like always saying that he would win. I knew what was to come so I got of the bench leaving a surprised Tomoka behind. I summed up my courage and opened the gates to the courts, lucky for me the place where Ryoma was playing was right in front of me. Unfortunately I had to cross the court to get to him. I could feel everyone's eyes on me watching me waiting to see what I would do. I bet that some thought that my grandma sent me while others thought I lost my way. Really how much of a ditz do they think I am? I never get lost unless I want to, if you know what I mean. But I don't think anyone in a million years could have predicted my next move.

He only got the first word out before I gently grabbed his collar from under one of the buttons and placed my lips on his. They were soft and warm, not at all what I expected. Silence reigned and I swear I heard Inui dropping his notebook.

I took that as my que to leave so I regretfully let go of his t-shirt turned around and walked out of the tennis courts. I allowed myself a glance towards Inui just to satisfy my curiosity and I was rewarded with the sight of him gaping holding in one hand his pencil and in the other … nothing. His notebook lay forgotten on the ground.

I don't really know what happened on the court after that, because I simply didn't care. I got what I wanted, a way to stop him from saying Mada mada dane, and I was sure that it was going to be a lot of fun teaching him to never even think it. A LOT of fun.

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