A/N: For the sake of a certain reviewer, I've added a tiny description of a certain someone (it's been nagging me since Chapter 4). Read on and find out who.
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The Trouble With Spying
8
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As Ryoma walked home, he ditched the book in the nearest bin. Stupid useless piece of rubbish.
"Ano…Ryoma-kun? What was that thing you just threw away?"
Ryoma froze. Oh god. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse…
"Er…It was just a random bit of trash."
"It looked like a book."
"Like I said, a random bit of trash."
"What were you doing with The Ulitmate Teenager's Guide to Romance?"
"How did you know that book was called?"
"It's facing side-up in the bin."
Ryoma mentally cursed himself for his stupidity. He tried to change the subject.
"What are you doing here Ryuuzaki?"
"Oh. I…I was just walking home."
"But you're home is that way," pointed Ryoma.
"That's because…um…I… was…just…um…" stuttered Sakuno. Why had she followed Ryoma? She tried to change the subject.
"You're going home right Ryoma-kun?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"N…nothing. I was just wondering…that's all. Sorry for bothering you." Sakuno bowed and ran off.
Did I do something wrong? Ryoma sighed. At this rate, Sakuno will be avoiding him altogether.
Sakuno walked hurriedly in the direction of her house, trying to get as far away from Ryoma as she possibly could. What's wrong with me? Why was I following Ryoma in the first place? He probably thinks I'm an idiot now. But what was with the book? Is Ryoma hiding something? Sakuno was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't see the pole in front of her.
As Sakuno fervently rubbed a growing bump on her head, she saw someone with spikey blonde hair run towards her.
"Sakuno! What happened? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine Atori-kun."
"I told you to just call me Atori."
"Hai Atori-kun."
Atori sighed.
"Come on Sakuno. Let's get you home. Is there an ice-pack in your fridge？"
Sakuno nodded, then winced. Nodding was a bad idea.
Atori supported Sakuno and lead her back home, unaware of a certain tennis prodigy watching them from the corner.
A/N: Sorry, I couldn't give Atori blue eyes. That would have meant he came from another country, which wouldn't fit my plot. Any other special requests? All requests will be considered. If you have no request, that's okay. You can still review. Hehehe.