The next morning before class, Ryoma and Sayomi were slipping notes back and forth.

"What did I do to make you so mad yesterday?"

"You said I wasn't different than everyone else."

"And that's a bad thing?"
"Not to everyone, but I got offended by it. You made me feel like I was just some girl to you. Like I wasn't unique."

"I'm sorry to have offended you. Let me make it up to you tonight."
"What are you planning?"
"You'll see..."

"Can I get a hint?"

"You're going to get something special from one of the regulars..."

Sayomi wrote the notes without worry of Kome reading them.

"What do they say? Who are they from?"
"Don't you think I'd have written them in japanese if I wanted you to read them?"

"Oh, I see. You don't want me reading them."
"Well they're not exactly public property."

Sayomi read the last note and her eyes widened as she blushed a little. She couldn't focus during class at all that day. All she could think about was the note. Which one of the regulars was going to give her something? What would it be? And how would Ryoma convince them? After long, grueling hours, class was finally over. At the tennis courts, she saw Ryoma talking with the regulars. She wondered if he was convincing one of them to give her that special gift. She didn't want to ruin the surprise for herself, so she decided against eavesdropping. Instead, she decided to study Kome's notes from class.

"Why didn't you just write your own notes during class?"
"Had something on my mind."

Sayomi had become completely absorbed in writing down Kome's notes in her own notebook. Meanwhile, Kome had been pacing back and forth, lecturing Sayomi about how she should pay attention in class so she could get good grades and be recognized for more than just tennis. After talking with the regulars, Ryoma began to head home, passing Sayomi on his way.

"See ya later."
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'll be there soon."

Sayomi hurridly finished copying down Kome's notes, then rushed off to Ryoma's place.

"Heading over to the courts now? Don't forget your rackets!"

"Thanks, Kome!"

Kome handed Sayomi's bag to her after making sure she had everything. She walked calmly to Ryoma's house, devising a strategy for her match with Ryoma. Although her mind was devising a flawless tactic, her heart was focused on Ryoma's note. She tried to continue thinking of her strategy, but the note was still in her bag, begging her to read it again.

"You're going to get something special from one of the regulars..."

Sayomi blushed, but shook off the feeling, trying to think of a good strategy. She'd seen Ryoma play many times, but couldn't think of a single weakness he had. She decided she would just try her best and play until somebody won. Soon after deciding this, she arrived at Ryoma's house. He was sitting under the shade of a tree, reading a tennis magazine.

"Heh, I see you've finally decided to show up."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm a little bit late."

"A little? I was worried you weren't coming."

"I'm not that late!"

"So are you ready for that surprise?"

"Sure!"

Ryoma took her inside, putting a blindfold on her before leading her to his room. He sat her on the bed and began to speak.

"Okay guys, she's here."

He was pretending to speak to the regulars, who weren't actually there.

"Can I take off the blindfold now?"

"Soon."

He took a deep breath. His plan was going smoothly, but how long would it last? He held her by the shoulders, leaned in, and kissed her. Sayomi's face turned bright red.

"Wh-who-"

"Take off the blindfold and you'll see."

Sayomi slowly took off her blindfold to see that Ryoma was the only other person in the room.

"Wh-where are the other regulars?"

"Got another confession for you."

"What is it?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

"The other regulars were never here."

Sayomi was completely speechless. She was amazed that Ryoma would be so spontanious, although somewhat disappointed at the absence of the regulars.

"Well, you got something special from one of the regulars." he smirked.

"Yeah..."

"What's the matter? Not the regular you wanted?" he teased.

"No, it's not that...it's just..." she clasped the bell on her collar.

"Is there another regular you're thinking of?"

"Well kinda...it's not that I'm not happy with you or anything...but..."

"But what?"
"He's just so cute when he pretends he's a cat..." she laughed lightly.
"Who is?"

Sayomi laughed at Ryoma's inability to distinguish his teammate's personality traits.

"You don't know who I'm talking about?"
"Not a clue."

"He likes adding nya to the end of his sentences..."

"Still don't know."
"The only regular with red hair..."

"Why don't you just tell me?"

"Gosh Ryoma, you're dense!"

"Just tell me."

"Calls you O'Chibi..."

"I still have no idea who you're talking about, please just tell me."

"I've got to say, you're one of the most dense people I've ever met."

"Eh, give me time, I'll figure it out. But for right now, why don't I take your mind off of that person?"

Ryoma kissed Sayomi with passion, her mind becoming fixated on only him. He pulled away quickly.

"Oh, you were talking about Eiji-senpai!"

"Took you long enough to figure it out." she giggled.

"What does he have that I don't?"

"Ooh, getting jealous?"

"No, but tell me what he has that I don't."

"Let's see...his red hair, his outgoing personality, he pretends he's a cat...he's just really, really cute!"

"Oh, so you like Eiji-senpai more than me now."

"I never said that!"

"You seem like it."

"I think you are jealous!"

"I never said that."

"You seem like it!"