Kenita was very careful with her wrist for a week. By the time the week was up, she was running short of patience.
"Is it all right? Can I go back? Will I be able to play?"
Her doctor looked grimly at her and for a second, and she felt her heart dropped to the bottom of her stomach. Then her doctor smiled.
"Congratulations, my predictions are correct. Fully healed."
Kenita widened her eyes and examined her wrist. Her face broke into a smile, a really happy smile and nearly jumped onto the doctor. But she stopped herself. She stood up and held out a hand. "Thank you so much."
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Tezuka heard pretty much the same thing. His arm, this time, through many, many, many checks and confirmations, was finally fully and absolutely healed.
He was unlocking his door when he felt someone jump on him. Without thinking, "Kenita."
He carried her into his room. She got down gracefully from him and sat cross-legged on the floor. She smiled a smile that he had always enjoyed seeing on her face.
"Ne, Kunimitsu, you heard the same news as I did?"
"Hn," he replied tonelessly.
She jumped up happily from her position. "Let's go celebrate! Come on! I've been dying to go to that restaurant! Be ready in twenty minutes, okay?"
Without waiting for him to reply, she slammed his door shut.
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Dressed casually, they were now sitting in a small cozy café, enjoying the little desserts.
"I love tasting sweet things…" Kenita trailed off.
She had ordered a little of everything, from the cookies to the cakes and drinks. She had forced him to share the food with her as she 'wanted to have more variety of food'.
So far, they'd had the entire restaurant's different types of cookies, cheesecakes, chocolate cakes, almond, mocha, strawberry, and mango… whatever you name it. Now Kenita was currently trying out a small cup of vanilla cappuccino, and seemed pleased with it.
She put the cup down and pushed it towards Tezuka. "Try this. I'm thinking it's too sweet."
Tezuka took a small sip and replied, "Hn."
"You finish it," Kenita smiled and took up the menu again. "Let's see…want to try…ice mocha? Too common…something not heard before…this…nope…"
She muttered softly, trailing her fingers down the number of drinks. "Vegetable juice then!"
Tezuka nearly puked. He was reminded of someone very irritating.
Kenita waved the waiter over. He seemed pleased that she was ordering some more.
"What would you like, miss?"
"Vegetable juice."
"Of course."
He scurried off to the counter. Kenita looked up to see Tezuka frowning. She reached over and tapped his forehead. "Dear sir, are you all right?"
"Hn."
'Then why are you suddenly frowning? Did I say something wrong?' Kenita thought.
The vegetable juice was served. It was green, as expected, but Tezuka did not feel any better. "I will not drink that."
Kenita quirked an eyebrow. "It doesn't look so bad."
She took a sip. "They've added sugar in as well. Come on, try it."
"No," Tezuka shook his head firmly.
Kenita giggled. "First time I see you so firm in this kind of situation. Teehee…"
"Minna! I've gotten a message from Tezuka!" Oishi shouted to his teammates excitedly.
"Hoi, hoi! Finally! Is he coming back, Oishi?" Kikumaru bounced over to him.
"Hai!"
"Ne, isn't it wonderful? Echizen…" Fuji smiled.
"Usu."
"How…about we celebrate at my dad's sushi shop? I'll treat everybody!" Kawamura asked shyly.
A cheer erupted.
"I'll finish all the sushi! Nya!" Kikumaru shouted.
"Even wasabi sushi…? Eiji?" Fuji asked.
"Besides that…" Kikumaru blushed.
"Right! Everyone on court! The National's in a few days!" Ryuzaki ordered.
"Ryuzaki-sensei, it's at least a week away!" Momoshiro complained.
"Baka, with your attitude, you're sure to lose!"
"What did you say, Mamushi!"
"30 laps around the court! Kaidoh and Momoshiro, 50 laps!"
"Hai!"
As usual, thanks to all my reviewers! Oh, and I'm feeling better now...thanks again to all who asked...