Author's Note: ohman, I haven't updated for so long! Mainly because after the 8th chapter, the exams started drawing near, which didn't give me much time on the computer! And one month after the exams have finished, here I am, attempting to carry on the story. Alright, well, I hope you enjoy it! (:
Disclaimer: I don't own POT. If I did, I would be celebrating my good fortune every single day. And I would give it a second season. But then, all of you would die from my bad storyline. So no, I don't own POT.
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Sakuno had returned to her room after the whole… sweet episode. She could still feel Ryoma's lips on hers, and the way that her senpai's had caught that moment on film. She sighed. She had no idea how perfect that night could have gone. But reality hit, and she had to work the next day. She had to complete a few more interviews with other tennis players and then submit her article by the next day. It was not an easy job, but she had to do it. She only wished that she had more time with Ryoma. She unlocked her suite door and fell flat on her bed. As she drifted off into deep slumber, in another room, plans were being made…
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Ryoma, sadly, in a confused state of mind, sat between his eight senpai's, all offering the most ridiculous suggestions of where he should bring Sakuno for their first official date. Not surprisingly, Momoshiro and Eiji made his eyebrows shoot up way too many times with their stupid ideas.
"To a car show! A car show! Girls love cars!" Momoshiro shouted with enthusiasm.
"Baka, GUYS love cars, not girls! They love clothes and stuff. Fsshh.."
"You act as if you know all about girls, mamushi, but any girl who sees you would be scared!"
"YOU WANNA FIGHT!"
"YEAH LET'S FIGHT!"
"That does NOT help my problem!" Ryoma cried out in desperation.
"You should take her to a photography showroom." Fuji volunteered.
"Photography? Why?" Ryoma asked. "Photography can sometimes be very captivating. Here, I got this brochure today." Fuji handed the brochure over and Ryoma scanned it quickly. Angst, Sorrow and Anger- Caught on Film.
"I don't want her to cry because some kid slit his wrist and took a picture of it!"
"That's photography at it's best." Fuji smiled sadistically. Everyone tried to ignore it.
"OCHIBI! Take her shopping! Girls love shopping!"
"But I don't."
"Mou, don't be so selfish, nya!"
"Mada mada dane."
"Okay, how about a pet shop, nya! The cute furry animals!"
"Yeah, but, she doesn't seem like the pet shop kind." Taka-san offered.
"Yep, she'll probably like something that'll amuse her."
"Amusement park?" The most unlikely person asked.
"Buchou's got something! An amusement park seems okay." Ryoma pondered for awhile. "Well, we'll just figure out another time. She has to work tomorrow, and I have my training."
"Alright! Night, Echizen! Don't stay up too late!" His senpais hollered back into the room as they trudged out. Ryoma quietly listened to his senpais drabble.
"You wanna go, Momo?"
"You just want me to think about suicide, Fuji-senpai!"
"If you do, then the world would be a better place."
"Shut up, Mamushi!"
"LET'S GO TO A PET SHOP, NYA!"
"Eiji, it's too late! I mean, early!"
"Idiots need rest. You're all idiots. Go get rest."
Ryoma snickered, then fell asleep on his bed, thinking about the fabulous night. His dream, however, showed the complete opposite of fabulous.
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"Ryoma-kun… It won't work. It just won't. I loved you. But that's my point! I loved you."
"And now, you don't."
Sakuno silently stared at the floor. "Hai." A heartbroken Ryoma took one last look at the girl he thought to be the love of his life, turned around and walked away. His heart felt like it had been ripped out, stabbed and then put back into his body just so he could feel the pain of a heart that no longer wants to beat. Her words repeated themselves in his already confused brain, and it hurt the more he heard it.
"But I still love you." He said aloud, for no one to hear. He sighed. "Three long years of being together just isn't enough to hold us together, is it?"
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Ryoma awoke with a start. What kind of dream was that? It didn't hold any meaning did it? He didn't know. But he had to find out. His dream turned into a nightmare, and he hoped, with all his heart, that it held no meaning. He turned to his bedside clock. 8am. Picking up his cell phone, he saw a new text message. Opening it, a smile formed on his face.
Ohayo, Ryoma-kun! I'm leaving for work soon, and I just wanted to tell you thank you for everything! I hope you have a good day today! I know I will.
A smiley face ended the message, and Ryoma felt his heart being lifted. But then, the remnants of his dream clouded his happiness, and he felt the contradiction. The dream! He had to find out! Quickly, he dialed the one person he thought could help.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Fuji-senpai."
"Ohayo, Echizen. How can I help you?"
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OKAY! It wasn't that long, but I tried! The dream does play a part, as you will see later on. But for now, it's all gonna be happy happy happy, Ryoma and Sakuno love. : ) Because I don't like writing too much angst yet. And you will find out that either one of them are the root of their break up. But that won't come too soon! So hang on, and keep reading! And please review! I love reviews! And I love Fuji. I know this is probably a bad place to stop the story, but I had to for other reasons. Heh. Alright! So please review!
