Hello! (: Wow I'm back. Haha, it's been long eh:D Well, on with the story then! (:
Disclaimer: I don't own PoT. But doesn't everybody just wish that they did?
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"I WIN, NYA!" Eiji shouted.
"Not fair, Eiji-senpai!" Momo cried desperately. "I was… I was… IT'S JUST NOT FAIR!"
"Shut up, Momo! I win!" Eiji jumped up and down.
"No, you don't!"
"I do! I so do!"
"Did either of you actually answer the phone?" Ryoma cut in. Eiji stared at the phone, his eyes widened and he quickly answered.
"Moshi moshi! Sorry about that, just that Momo and I were having this fight and you know how it is with- " he was cut off by a voice.
"Sorry, who is this?"
"Eh? When did Sakuno become a man!" Eiji shouted, confused.
Ryoma grabbed the phone away from Eiji and put it to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Echizen Ryoma?"
"Hai."
"This is Taylor Hitch, and we're inviting you to come down to Indian Wells to play for the Pacific Life Open."
"Oh. When is it?"
"Starts in about a month. Details will be given to your manager."
"I don't have one."
"Oh. Well details will be given to you then."
"Okay. Bye."
"Thank you, Ryoma. See you soon. Bye."
Ryoma hung up. His senpais were currently talking about the most random thing EVER.
"No, Eiji, rabbits and donkeys are NOT of the same family!"
"Why not? They both have long ears!"
"Maa, maa, Eiji-senpai, that's like saying Kaidoh and I are family because we're both second years and have unbelievable strength."
"Come to think of it, nya, you two-"
"NO! DON'T SAY IT! NEVER! NO!"
Ryoma yawned. It was 1230 in the morning. He realised he got the call this late because it was a call from America. Thus, the time difference.
"What time are you leaving?" he asked directly.
"Never!" Eiji shouted and pounced on his bed. Ryoma, too tired to argue, simply said, "Fine. You can crash here, just stay on the floor. Momo-senpai you better not be in my bed in the morning!"
With that, he trudged to the bathroom for his shower.
Eiji, Momo and Fuji began to pull out extra blankets and pillows from the closet.
"Do you think it'll last?" Momo asked.
"He and Sakuno? Obviously, look how they're so perfectly matched!" Eiji replied. "Aren't they, Fuji?"
Fuji thought about the dream. And how much Ryoma had worried about it. Knowing that he shouldn't give out any information about that, he opened his cerulean blue eyes and said, "Absolutely."
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Sakuno woke up early in the morning to get ready for work. Being a journalist really was not easy. There was always too much travelling to be done. But on the other hand, she got to meet the most famous of sportsmen and learnt many different things. She took a look at her cellphone and saw a message waiting.
Indian Wells Pacific Life Open. In about a month. MAKE SURE YOU'RE THERE.
She sighed. Her boss was overbearing, but she loved her job and continued to do it. Wait, she thought, wouldn't Ryoma be playing that tournament? Quickly, she texted him. She hadn't expected an immediate reply, so was shocked when it came.
Why? Are you going to be there?
Sakuno smiled and messaged back, "Yeah I have to. It's my job, isn't it?"
If you'll be there then I'll be there.
Sakuno's heart did a leap of joy and she sent him a quick goodbye. Then she shut her phone and opened up her laptop. Very quickly, she searched for the draw for the upcoming tournament. Ryoma had a walkover in the first round, obviously, and in the second round, he was playing somebody called John McCourtney. He was unranked, and Sakuno predicted a fast victory. Referring back to her work, she found the person she was supposed to interview that day. Ian Sanders, three positions under Ryoma, #4. Another quick scan showed her that he too was playing the Pacific Life Open. Interesting, she thought. She packed her bag and shut her laptop. As she walked out the door, she had no idea what kind of trouble Ian Sanders was going to bring.
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I'm sorry I know this chapter's a lil boring! ): I'm out of ideas, so in the meantime I'm sorry you all have to suffer with this lame crap that I'm trying to come up with. Oh, by the way, the Pacific Life Open in Indian Wells just ended, and Roger Federer won the Mens title (as usual, grr) and Maria Sharapova the Ladies title, which is about time. She was very title deprived. HAHA. So yeah, that's how it is really. Marcos Baghdatis reached the quarterfinal then disappeared. ): and I'm not too sure how Amelie Mauresmo did. Anyhow that's how it went. Next up is Roland Garros if anyone's interested :D I know I am! (: PLEASE REVIEW! Thankyouuuu (:
