CR: Never been to a church wedding in my life. I had to stand while the emcees sang the songs. Oh God! The songs are so long by the time the songs finished, my legs were numb. And then, when we got to the dinner room, there were NO chairs and we had to stand to eat. And the table was so small, about the size of 2 A Maths textbooks…for four people. And I had to sit in the front pew because I was the relative of the groom. This means, I was the last to get out because there is only one entrance and every single guest is shaking hands with the parents of the couple and the couple themselves, which made me and my family to do one drastic measure- We cut the queue! Anyway on with the story!

When the introduction was made, everyone (except the Rikkaidai players, for some reason) gaped. Marui turned to Akaya and said, "See! I told you so! Now pay up, Bakaya!" he said, holding out his hand. Akaya grumbled before handing over his money. He made a mental note never to bet with Marui again. Yukimura smiled. He wasn't surprised ever since he saw the match with Oishi. Also, he saw Pakura beckon to Ryoma as they left for their penthouse. Sanada kept his poker face, and was also not surprised. Yukimura did tell him about seeing that girl beckon to him after all. Just then, there were shouts of protests.

"He can't be the captain!" cried Momoshiro. "He's a traitor!"

"Yeah, a traitor!" said Shishido. "He betrayed Seigaku!"

"He must have put a spell on you in order to become your captain!" shouted Gakuto.

"Yeah!" said Kamio.

The ITM Champions became ticked off. How dare they insult their captain? Tyler's smile dropped and he glared at the offending player. Jude and Philip looked like they wanted nothing more than to kill everyone that is in sight. William clenched his fists and bit his lip, trying to abstain from screaming every foul name he knew at the players. Derek closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't want to look at their ugly faces. Christopher looked like he wanted to throw something at them, or at least take a swing. Pakura said nothing, looking down. "Hey, Paku." said Tyler. "Do something." Pakura snapped out of her reverie, and said, "Oh...right." she took the mike from Ryoma, and shouted into the mike. "SHUT UP!" Every head turned to Pakura. "Don't you dare insult our captain like that. He won the position fair and square, and if any of you want to challenge that fact, you'll have to go through all of us. If you dare to insult him one more time, I'll call our President to send the jet to bring us back home! UNDERSTAND?" she shouted. Some of the boys stammered, "Y-y-yes, Ma'am." Pakura threw back the mike to Coach Levi. "Er…well, that was a great introduction! Let's give a round of applause to our ITM champions!" There was scattered applause, as the champions took their seats. This time, Ryoma sat with them. The dishes were then served. Tonight, it's filet mignon. There was fish and for dessert, it was a big fancy tower of chocolate and chocolate chip scones. Pakura was sort of a fussy eater, so she got Ryoma to eat her remaining dish while she drank her juice. The other players visited their table often, and said they wanted to have matches with them, and wanted to hear stories of their ITM and how it felt like to be inside. Some, like Tyler and Chris, were kid enough to talk to them, other, like William, Jude and Philip, glared at them , making them back off. Pakura was one of the most popular, since she was the only female. She panicked when she was surrounded by the Seigaku players and some other Japan players. They introduced themselves to her (of course) and bombarded her with questions about her personal life, like "Will you get a boyfriend?", "How is it in the ITM?", "Is it true you are one of the smartest champions?" When she noticed Ryoma sitting alone because no one talked to him (due to the traitor theory), she excused herself from her group of admirers and walked towards Ryoma. "Ryoma." She said, before he could stop himself. He looked up. "What?"

"Why don't you join your boyfriend? I know you miss him." She smiled.

"Really?" said Ryoma.

Pakura nodded. "Yeah. And before that, I would like to tell you something."

He turned. "What?"

'Shut up, Pakura! Don't say it!' Despite the fact that her mind was thinking that repeatedly, she said, "Treasure what you have with Atobe. Love is a beautiful thing, but it could be the most heart breaking thing in the world." Ryoma frowned. "Have you ever tried romance?" Pakura hesitated, before nodding. "Once. I tried dating once." Ryoma raised his eyebrows. "And?" Pakura looked down in shame. "I will never try it again." Ryoma said, "I see." and walked away. Ryoma walked over to Atobe, and sat down next to him. He wrapped his arms around Atobe, and Atobe wrapped his arms around Ryoma's waist. Ryoma leaned his head on Atobe's shoulder. Atobe's hand reached out, and stroked Ryoma's hair. "They really did a good job on your appearance tonight."

"Thank you, Keigo." said Ryoma. "You don't look too bad yourself." Surprisingly, although Atobe's hair was in its usual style, he was wearing a black suit that matches Ryoma's , and also, his face was relatively clear of makeup, just a bit of highlighting here and there, and the party lights helped emphasize on his attractive features. "I didn't know you are good at make-up, Keigo." said Ryoma.

"Of course. Ore-sama does read fashion magazines after all." said Atobe, flicking his hair. He adjusted his shoulder so that Ryoma would be more comfortable. "By the way, I saw Pakura say something to you before you came to me. What did she say to you?" Ryoma looked over at Pakura, who was being protected by Tyler from her admirers, turned back to Atobe, and said, "Seems like she approved of our relationship."

"Great!" said Atobe, remembering their conversation where Pakura said about convincing her that he was in love with Ryoma. It seemed like he finally cleared the stage. He pulled Ryoma down for a kiss and said, "Looks like I did it." Ryoma broke the kiss, his mouth just a hair from his lips, breathing on to it and whispering, "I guess you did." Before pulling him down for another kiss, not caring who watches them. It's almost as if they wanted them to know about their love for each other, and nothing could do them apart. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of sapphire blue eyes watched them for a split second before they flitted away. If anyone looked deep into those eyes, they could see hate, anger, and jealousy. The person composed herself, and said to Tyler, "I need to go back to the penthouse." Tyler nodded and said, "Got it." He announced to the boys surrounding her, "Make way! Our vice-captain's fallen sick! She needs rest!" The boys parted, giving a path for Tyler and Pakura. Tyler half carried her, his arm wrapped around her shoulder. Once they got into the elevator, Tyler let go of her. "Are you sure you'll be fine on your own?" Pakura nodded. "Yeah. See you." With that, she went up the elevator, and Tyler went back to the party, which he was bombarded with questions whether the vice-captain was alright. While trying to convince the boys she was alright and just needed rest, he forgot to tell Ryoma about Pakura's returning to the penthouse until two hours later. When he remembered, he thought, 'oh crap, I forgot.' And went to look for Ryoma.

Meanwhile, Ryoma tried not to moan as Atobe was sucking a dark mark on his neck. No once saw them, because they somehow ended up under the table. Just then, someone lifted the tablecloth and Ryoma and Atobe looked up. It was Tyler. "Hey, Tyler, what do you want?" said Ryoma, sitting up and trying not to sound pleasured. Tyler, pretended not to notice their initial position, and said, "Pakura's left for the penthouse 2 hours ago. Sorry, I forgot to tell you." Ryoma nodded. "Alright." He checked his watch. "Anyway, the party's nearly over. Let's go back." Ryoma shouted over the ruckus. "Hey, everyone! Let's go back!" The champions, relieved to be rid of those annoying fans that do not even know them, quickly went to Ryoma's side, to the grumbles and complains of the Japan players. Ryoam went out of the ballroom, followed by the other six champions.

When they got to the penthouse, they bade each other goodnight. Pakura was standing at the balcony, her hands over the railing. "Hey, Paku." said Tyler. "Can I ask you a question?" Pakura shrugged, as if to say it's fine. "What did you say to Ryoma before he went to Atobe?" Pakura, clutching to an object in her right hand, said, "I only told him to treasure what he has with Atobe, that's all." Tyler was puzzled. "Why would you say that?" Pakura sighed, and said, "Because he needs to know, not all romance, the story of love, have a happy ending." Tyler looked confused. "Of course all love stories have a happy ending. Why would you not say that?" Pakura shrugged. "Ok, whose love story you know doesn't have a happy ending?" When she did not answer, he said, "Alright. I am going to sleep. Goodnight." With that, he left, leaving Pakura alone. Unbeknownst to him, the girl was actually crying silently. It was a long time before she said, "Mine." She took a drink from the object in her hand. It was a bottle.

On the bottle there were the words, "White Liquor" on it.

Omake (Taking the remedy)

Narrator: Ryoma landed in the hospital due to food poisoning and Pakura was his nurse.

R: Paku, when can I get out of this hospital?

P: The doctor said, you'll have to wait three days, before your stomach will be back to normal. Just endure it!

R: No! I want to play tennis again by tomorrow!

P: But, Ryoma, you know I can't sneak you out. It'll land both of us in trouble!

R: Aren't you good at making remedies? I am sure you have a remedy that will help me recover faster and let me out of the hospital by tomorrow.

P: (Hesitates) I do. But not many people like the remedy.

R: Just give it to me!

P: Are you sure about this? Don't regret it

R: I won't! Now give me the remedy.

P: Fine (gives him the remedy) But I must warn you, it's not a very nice taste. Not many people would swallow it

R: (Ignores her and drinks the remedy)

R: (Spits out the remedy) Yucks! It's like Inui's Aozu, except it burns!

P: (who got the remedy all over her face because Ryoma spat it in her direction) What do you expect? Grape-flavored Ponta? (Cleans her face with a napkin) Told you not many people would swallow it. The only alternative is to wait three days.

R: Che. (folds his arms)

A/N: So what do you think of the omake? I only had 30 minutes to do this whole thing, so I might have rushed a bit. I already started receiving rude comments on this story. I swear, I am trying to make my OCs as normal as possible, I am doing my best! Unfortunately, I broke down on reading the comment just now, so it's a miracle I am still updating.