Sightless Melody Chapter 4: The Boy, the Voice, a prince of tennis fanfic

Hi minna!

So Ryoma is officially (quite) in the picture =))) I don't know how to make anything sweet without having direct contact so forgive me. I'll do better on the next chapters.

Review and suggest please :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis (Only the plot and Hikari, so far xD)

Enjoy!

~Sightless Melody~

Before the boy even spoke, Yuuta made his way towards our table. Some of our neighbours stared at him like he's some kind of star, which I think he is in this bar. Fuji welcomed his brother with a proud smile while I just nodded in acknowledgement. He took the seat beside his brother and looked at the stage with warmth in his eyes. I almost forgot about the guy, he has so little presence. He still hasn't uttered a single word upon getting the microphone but not one on the audience looked annoyed. Actually, they looked more and more excited.

Fuji took the lead and asked his younger brother who the boy was. Yuuta answered us with much enthusiasm, "he's the star of this bar. Echizen Ryoma." Well, even I can tell that from the audience's reaction but is he talen-. Before I could even finish my thought, I noticed Yuuta looking at me, saying, "He's very talented. And, I invited you here because I hoped that he reach greater heights with your help." To say that Fuji was shocked was an understatement. It seems that Yuuta doesn't always regard someone this much. "How talented is he, really?" The younger Fuji looked at me like I'm some idiot. "Maybe my words aren't enough. You'll have to listen to him yourself." He finally said as he directed his gaze towards the boy in question. Who, much to my dismay, still hadn't spoken. Is he not ready? That's not the best way to start a performance. Very unprof-

"Good evening everyone." A gentle voice made its way in my ears. "I am very sorry but…" Is he fidgeting? "I forgot my first song." What? "So I'll have to change it, would that be okay?" This kid… Seriously? And much to my surprise, the crowd replied with "it's okay, Ryoma-kun", "Any song, Echizen!" "Doesn't matter!" And as I look at the star of the night, I was graced with the sweetest smile I've ever seen. And I couldn't take my eyes off him. My thoughts about the guy having no presence went down the drain. "Thank you. My first song is for those who found the one they love. Who's content with their partner and finds the best in the simplest of things. This is by Stephen Speaks." He placed the microphone back to the stand and started strumming the guitar with much finesse. He leaned a little so that his mouth is in front of the mic. "Passenger Seat", he said as he continues to strum. And the song started.

I look at her and have to smile
As we go driving for a while
Her hair blowing in the open window of my car
And as we go the traffic lights
Watch them glimmer in her eyes
In the darkness of the evening

Everything seems to be moving in slow motion. And as funny as it may sound, I couldn't see anyone else besides him. His voice is the only melody I can hear. He made all the songs I've heard feel like they're not music. And I'm feeling as though this is the first time I've ever heard the real sound of music. His voice is so melodious. And he has great control. If I hadn't known the song, I would have thought that he is the original singer because the depth and feelings he put are just perfect.

And I've got all that I need
Right here in the passenger seat
Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road
Knowing that she's inches from me

The way he sings it makes one jealous of the receiver of the song. So much love is being expressed but not exaggerated. He closed his eyes as the instrumental hits. His face looks so serene. It comforts both the mind and the soul. His glistening hair brightens his whole face. This is truly a magical moment so I decided to close my mind off anything and wallowed myself to his heavenly voice. Last thing I noticed before letting go of everything is the look Fuji gave me. I cannot decipher what it was but there seems to be sadness. But I just continued to let myself be hypnotized by the boy in front.

We stop to get something to drink

My mind clouds and I can't think

Scared to death to say I love her

Then a moon peeks from the clouds

Hear my heart that beats so loud

Try to tell her simply

That I've got all that I need