Title: Journey to Where?
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Theme: 12) Run Away
Pairing: Marui x Jiroh
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't owneth PoT

A slight whizzing sound could be heard, a blonde haired boy stared wide eyed at the trains that came and went. The little boy clutched on to his stuffed bunny, rubbing his eye, and continued too stare. 'I'll go some where far away; I'll be able to find the North Pole! I don't want to stay there.'

Achoo!

'Oh dear….' Rubbing his nose he thought bitterly about his soon to have younger siblings. He watches parents and children slinking in and out of his sight. Snuggling deeper into his coat and pushing the stuffed rabbit against his cheek, he pondered on which train to take. The sound of a ball could be heard, dok, dok dok, Jiroh looked down at his feet to see a tennis ball underneath his chair.

"Got it!" (Bam)

Jiroh stared at the mop of red hair, face planted on the ground. The red mass shifted and the person whom the red mop belonged to stared back at him.

"Hey, why are you by yourself? Shouldn't you be with your mommy and daddy like me? Shouldn't you be home? Santa-san will be here soon!"

Jiroh blinked, Reddy stared, the next thing he knew he started to cry.

Now Reddy totally freaked out, "H-h-he…y, so…so…sorry! I didn't mean what I said! D….dou…doushio? Ano…."

Jiroh started bawling now, "My parent's don't want me!"

"H…huh? Why would they not want someone so cute? Err…..um…..are you cold? Here."

Reddy tugged off his mittens and handed it to him, " My name is Bunta! What's yours?"

"Ji…ji…ji….roh…." "Jiroh? I'll call you Ji-chan then! I'm sure your mommy and daddy like you very much."

"(sniffle) Huh?"

"It's Christmas! If they did something bad, Santa won't give them presents!"

"Www…wha..? WAAAAHHHHH! There only doing it for the pre…pre…pre…presents!"

"Wait that didn't come out right!" Bunta thought and thought about what to do.

"Here, Merry Christmas!" Bunta quickly hugged him tightly, "Go home! You should be a good boy and go home!" The mass of red hair bolted out of Jiroh's sight, Jiroh stared at the soft red material in his hand.

"Aa….."

Jiroh stared at the tiny red mittens on top of his drawer and the worn out tennis ball next to it.

"Hrrmm…..(yawn) I wonder what today brings (Yawn) Ah! Atobe said to meet early to watch Seigaku and Rikkai Dai…..I want to sleep though…." Staring at the mittens for a minute he slowly got up and grabbed his bag, 'Something tells me I should'

He gently closed the door and the tennis ball rolled over.

Authoress note: Yes, yes on Hiatus for such a long time (sorta) well, I'm back from the dead and I am slowly working on my stories again, blame it on exams and homework(shakes fist).

Thank you for the kind reviews! Hopefully I'll get more…..?