Hey! Sorry for the REALLY LATE update! I was busy...horseback riding! HYAH!
Some of you are asking about Ukyou: Where's the romance? So, I'm planning it slowly. I'm planning for it to be sort of RyoSaku as well as UkyouSomeone. You people get to vote, though! Check out the poll I've made; it's in my profile.
If you don't like my choices, tell me what you'd rather prefer in a review, or you can PM me.
Thanks!
Ukyou-Taisuke
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Ukyou grumbled all the way home. Ryoma HAD to take her to the hospital. And now she couldn't play tennis! Not with her left hand, at least. And that was her dominant! Nothing was fair!
"Ryo, I think I hate you."
He ignored her. "Who else knows about your injury?"
"..."
"Tell. Now."
Ukyou grunted disapprovingly and reluctantly replied, "Oyaji."
"That it?"
Ukyou nodded, ashamed of herself. Ryoma always got the upper-hand. He could do everything. Even blackmail. But Fuji-senpai's better than him at that, she thought, smiling.
Ryoma gave her a quizzical look and looked away. He could tell that she wasn't thinking of anything that he'd like to know.
Ukyou just glared at her wrist, a bandage over it. She hated it. Stupid Ryo.
Ryoma just sighed. It was for Ukyou's own good. He didn't know what he'd do if Ukyou's wrist snapped, or...whatever. He didn't want to risk it. Hey, he's a kind-hearted person...at times. Ukyou was someone he cared about, and he didn't want anything to harm her.
"Ryo, you've been spacing out on me for a while. Anything wrong?"
Ryoma looked up to meet Ukyou's inquiring eyes. He didn't want her to know that he was worrying about her. It would be too embarrassing for him. "No. I'm fine."
Ukyou shrugged, "Suit yourself." She looked once more at her brother's face and left that alone. Her eyes widened as she smiled evilly.
Ryoma side-stepped away from her, and watched her closely.
"I saw you staring at Ryuzaki this morning, Ryo."
Uh oh...not again. Ryoma groaned.
Ukyou continued. "Lovesick, Ryo? You should do something about it! Like...uh...say her bentos are really good, or something."
Ryoma walked faster. He didn't need to hear this from her.
Ukyou followed him, adjusting her pace as well. "I'll stop talking now." She could sense that Ryoma didn't like the advice she was giving him. He was always sensitive.
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Ukyou was being moody the next day. She was banned – by Ryoma – to play tennis to her limit – which meant she had to use her left hand.
And Ryoma was being Ryoma – overprotective of his sister. "When I say don't use it, I mean don't use it."
"Hmph. You're so unfair."
"Not my fault."
Silence.
"So..."
Ukyou looked up. It was rare that Ryoma was the one that started conversations.
"Are you going to tell me what happened?"
She looked confused.
"Your wrist." He nodded to the new bandage on her wrist.
Ukyou looked away. Ryoma studied her facial expression and left it at that. He didn't want to pressure her. He sighed and headed for the door. "Let's get to school."
His twin looked back at him and gave him a smile. "Yeah!"
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Phys. Ed. Ukyou's favourite subject. She dashed into the finish line on the track first, with all the girls behind her. She looked over to where the boys' were beginning their race and yelled a few words of encouragement to her brother.
Being Ryoma, he simply ignored her and flew into first place as soon as the teacher signalled to them.
"YEAH! BEAT THEIR ASSES, RYO!" Ukyou shouted, pumping her fist in the air. Other girls in the class gave her a disgusted look.
Ukyou glared back. She couldn't help it that she was being a loudmouth. Heck, she was always a loudmouth. She glanced back at Ryoma and his competition. He wasn't breaking a sweat. She hadn't been either before, but Ryoma always did better than her.
She sighed, looking back at Ryoma. This was going to be a long, long day.
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"Regulars, assemble!" Tezuka's loud voice boomed across the courts. The regulars lined up in front of Ryuzaki-sensei and waited patiently for instructions.
"Alright, we'll have practice matches. Everyone, pick a number from this box. Whichever pair has the same number will play against each other."
"Hai!"
Ukyou purposely ignored her brother's gaze as she snatched a piece of paper from the box. She read the number out loud. "Um...number 4. Who's got number 4?" she wondered aloud.
"Ukyou-chan! So I'm facing you!" Oishi ran over with a gentle smile on his face. Ukyou smiled back. Ryoma walked past them both and smacked Ukyou's back.
She yelped. "Ryo! What was...oh." she blinked in realization and gave him a sheepish look.
Ryoma gave her a meaningful glare and walked off. Ukyou frowned. He was a man...er...boy...of few words.
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Both Oishi and Ukyou were panting slightly on the court. Oishi was winning, partly because Ukyou's right hand couldn't be controlled.
She cursed and glared at her right hand. "Come on! Co-operate with me just this once!" She got back into her stance and waited for the serve yet again.
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Inui, on the other hand, was observing Ukyou carefully and taking down notes in his notebook which said: Ukyou – Volume 1.
His glasses gleamed evilly as he jotted more notes down.
"Ii data..." he muttered to himself.
Suddenly, something caught his eye. What was it? He couldn't see fast objects as well as Ryoma, Kikumaru, or Ukyou, but as Ukyou returned the ball, he took note of her slightly annoyed facial expression, and he narrowed his eyes. Why is she using her right hand?
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Ukyou was breathing heavily and sweating an awful lot when the match finished. It was a close one! Determination got her winning, and the game ended 7 games to 6.
Oishi had noticed something awkward about Ukyou as well. Normally, she wouldn't have done too badly, but this time, it felt like she was straining to reach the balls.
He'd have to mention this to Tezuka. Something was wrong, and he had a feeling that it wasn't very pleasant.
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Whew! I apologize again for not updating! Horseback riding got me down...but it's fun! And I had to go swimming right after, so...yeah. I'm SO SORRY!!
So, anyway, check out my poll. PM or review if you have other suggestions of Ukyou pairings.
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Ukyou-Taisuke