36 Drabbles
35: Happy x2 Day!
Sakuno hummed lightly, the beef sizzling in the frying pan as she expertly flipped a few over with two plain chopsticks. There was a rather large bento box behind her, filled mostly to the brim with all sorts of Japanese food that Sakuno had discovered her boyfriend loved to eat in the time they spent together. She had been working for almost a month trying to perfect the foods he loved, all for this one day. Sakuno giggled a little, putting a hand to her flushing cheek only to realize the beef was going to burn soon. Quickly, she piled it all into the bento a few feet down from the stove, tongue poking out of the side of her mouth, as she made sure not to drop any.
Ryuzaki Sumire walked into the kitchen, smiling lightly as she saw her granddaughter hard at work. The coach of the tennis team grabbed a plain white mug, pouring some coffee into it that Sakuno had brewed for her earlier that morning. Sumire spied a plate of breakfast on the table, chuckling slightly as she wondered how Sakuno was able to think of everything before she thought of herself. The poor girl probably hasn't eaten since she got up at six this morning.
"Obaa-san!" Sakuno exclaimed, turning around to see her grandmother sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in hand. The young girl blushed terribly; a bit embarrassed she hadn't heard the older woman come in. Meekly, Sakuno capped the bento box with its lid, wrapping it in a nice, royal blue cloth. "I-I'll be back later today; I'm not sure when." Sakuno admitted softly, hoping her grandmother wouldn't be angry. Sumire just chuckled, grabbing her chopsticks to start the breakfast her granddaughter so lovingly prepared for her.
"Stay out as long as you like," Sumire said, watching Sakuno closely from under her eyes, "just make sure Ryoma is with you at all times." Sakuno walking down a deserted road at the blackest time of night… Sumire shuddered to think about it.
Sakuno blushed, bobbing her head before remarking about how she needed to get ready and dashing up the stairs. Sumire watched her go, a little smile playing at her lips. She turned back to her coffee, taking a sip of the bitter liquid and grimacing. She added some cream and sugar, taking another sip to hum softly in contentment. The calendar on the other end of the kitchen caught her eye, and she sighed like a woman far in her years would sigh, thinking on the days of old (or young, whichever). Though she didn't have her glasses, she could see the bright red marker contrast starkly against the white paper behind it, and chuckled. Though she couldn't read from this distance, Sumire knew exactly what it said, and the words brought tears of happiness to her eye. They reminded her of how fast her granddaughter was growing up, how fast her days seemed to fade. Sumire stood up, grabbing her coffee and breakfast to eat in the living room and watch the news.
"Has it really been two years already? Maa, Ryoma; you better take care of her."
Sakuno hummed a little joyful tune, stepping out of the subway station. It was a beautiful summer day, with the sky blue and the sun shining. Taking a deep breath to release it all in a nice long sigh, Sakuno thanked the gods it was the perfect day for a picnic in the park. Although, when she thought about it, they were most likely going to end up eating beside a tennis court. Sakuno giggled a little, not really bothered by that simple fact. It actually kind of… fit their strange relationship. Not that it was strange in a bad way.
"Sakuno."
She turned, hearing her name called. Ryoma was leaning against a pillar, his trademark Fila cap shadowing his golden eyes. Sakuno could see a few people sending him looks as they realized he was the young prodigy that was rocking the tennis industry. Quickly, so as not to cause any awkward situations for Ryoma, Sakuno picked up her pace and greeted Ryoma with a smile. Without saying a word, the two of them joined hands and disappeared before people could start pestering them.
Eventually, the two of them stopped at a nearby tennis court, settling down to enjoy the large lunch Sakuno packed for the both of them. She hadn't eaten that morning, so Sakuno was certainly looking forward to this. And Ryoma? He skipped breakfast, on the pretence of escaping the house and his overly nosy father (but really, we all know he just skipped so he would be hungry). Ryoma was delighted to see all his favourite foods piled in the bento box, although most couldn't tell he was. Sakuno giggled, handing him a pair of chopsticks as she brought her own out. Absentmindedly, Sakuno wondered if Ryoma knew the reason she wanted to have lunch with him today, but shook her head and told herself that was impossible. Boys didn't remember things like second year anniversaries.
Oh how wrong she was.
It wasn't long until the two of them finished Sakuno's homemade lunch, and it wasn't long until Ryoma slowly eased the conversation in the direction of their anniversary. To say Sakuno was surprised was an understatement. To say Ryoma was pleased was incredibly accurate, and to say Sakuno was not surprised to see Ryoma pull out a beautiful golden locket was a complete lie. To say Sakuno was so deeply touched while reading the inscription on the inside of the locket was never more correct a statement.
Over wind, over water, over fire
Through mountains, valleys, and peaks
I will climb the highest heights, and dig the deepest depths
To have you here, with me
A/N Thirty-fifth! One more to go guys! Oh, I'm so excited!
Well first of all, I had NO idea what kind of theme "Happy x2 Day!" was, so I just went with second anniversary. My inspiration mainly came from Sakuno making a big lunch date for the two of them, and Ryoma surprising her with a locket. The inscription/poem sort of came randomly, when I felt in a poetic mood (which happens rarely, given I think my poems are crap, lol) Tell me what you think!
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