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On the coach's whistle, she gracefully dived and powerfully did her strokes. Once at the end of the pool she maneuvered herself by rolling, kicked the tiled swimming pool wall and swam back again. She did a few more laps before she pushed herself out of the pool. She looked up to see her coach smiling approvingly at her while he recorded her time on his sheet.

'You beat your record once again Ryuzaki. Keep it up and we'll retain our title for another year. '

'Thank you Coach Naruse.'

Fan boys who watched from the sidelines followed the beads of water that teasingly trailed down her face to her slender neck to settle on the swell of her breast. They looked up to stop the red fluid flowing out of their noses.

Hime-chan is so hot.

She was wearing a one piece black Speedo that was fairly modest at the front as it perfectly hid her breast from view but it left at least half of her flawless back exposed causing her fan boys to drop dead.

She was keenly aware of everyone's stares, may it be male or female. They could not help but admire her slim but taut build. She has not developed bulging muscles from her everyday routine to keep herself fit but hers was the ideal figure of a swimmer. No prominent muscles to slow down her movements in the water but she had enough muscle power to endure numerous rigorous laps.

'Sakuno-chan.' Her captain called.

'Come on inside our shower room. Your fans boys had enough cardiac arrest for the day.'

'Rina-buchou…'

Her captain gave her a captivating smile which made her own fan boys explode.

'Now who's giving her fans cardiac arrest Rina-bucho.'

Her captain laughed and gently nudged her to the shower rooms.

The tennis prince was resting comfortably below a big Sakura tree, shielding him from the heat of the sun. He silently sipped his ponta.

His solitary silence was disturbed by hordes of boys coming out of the fairly big sports facility much to his chagrin.

'Hime-chan is so hot. Those legs that seem to go on forever… ahhhh my heart!'

What the fuck are they blabbering about.

He was tempted to pummel these raving lunatics if only he brought his racket with him so instead he stood up and decided to cut his break short to avoid getting pissed off more.

'Sakuno-sama is ahhhhhhhh!' blood poured down his nose, envisioning Ryuzaki in her speedo.

Ryuzaki is what?

'Ochibi! We found you! Why we're you hiding here?' Eiji automatically placed his arm on his shoulder, dangling again.

'I'm not a monkey bar, Eiji-sempai!' he hissed, his sempai's weight was straining his back.

'Don't be so mean Ochibi!' he pouted.

'Che.'

Eiji opened his mouth to protest again but saw Ryoma's dark expression so he slowly slipped down back to the ground and moped.

'Anyway Echizen, we have been asking you for a month how you managed to cure your sleepless nights but you still haven't told us.' Momo breezed in, smiling in conspiration.

Ryoma moved away from the two before he thought of really killing these two nosy idiots.

Instead of following him like he expected, they slowly made their way inside the sports facility.

'We must protect Sakuno-chan's purity!' Eiji hastened his steps while Momo was shaking his head as he followed his sempai.

Ryoma stopped as he heard Ryuzaki's name.

Without thinking he followed the two.

'Eh the door's already locked?'

'Eiji-sempai, the girls swimming club's practice is already finished.' He patted his sempai's back then turned around. 'What are you doing here Echi…' then smiled. 'Young love!'

Ryoma just blankly stared at him.

'Eiji-sempai looks like you don't have to worry. Perhaps Echizen has already been guarding Ryuzaki from her fans.'

Ryuzaki had fans?

'Don't you have eyes Echizen? We see boys kissing the road she walks on. You're still as dense as ever.' Momo gently slapped his forehead with his palm.

Ryoma looked quizzically at Momo, wondering if he voiced his question out loud.

'The whole team supported her last year on their swimming competition. Seigaku girls swimming club won all the categories. She won three gold medals.'

'Hn.'

He made his way back to their tennis court.

'Come in Ryoma-kun, I'm just finishing up with our math assignment.'

The only response she heard was the click of the balcony door. He never really talks when he comes by during the night to sleep. He walks directly to her bed and would close his eyes. He would be sound as sleep after several seconds. After that first fateful night when he climbed her balcony, it has been his habit to come every nightfall to sleep in her room. She allowed him to because… well just because. He needed help and she helped him. That was that. They never really talked about it at school or any where else. He continued to keep his usual cool behavior at school and at night with her. That served her just fine. If this meant nothing then it meant nothing. She was a means to an end. Ryoma's not only the only stubborn person in the world.

She had grew accustomed to his presence that she had acquired the keen ability to know when he was near so she did not bother to look up to check if it was really him. She continued slaving away on her computations.

'Ryuzaki.'

No answer.

"Ryuzaki.'

He was losing his patience and he was not used to being ignored unintentionally or otherwise.

He came near her, his face inches away from hers.

Ryuzaki blinked a couple of times and rubbed her eyes so that the imaginary image of Ryoma close to her would disappear. The image of Ryoma remained.

'Ryoma-kun?'

He was glaring at her math assignment.

Stupid math assignment. Her attention is mine… wait what? Damn.

He slowly shook his head.

'Is something wrong Ryoma-kun?'

He looked away from her assignment as he was tempted to crumple that damn piece of paper.

Feeling his gaze, her eyes met his.

She swallowed the lump in her throat, 'Ryoma-kun?'

He looked past her when he saw her gold medals and trophies.

Sakuno followed the direction of his gaze.

'They are mine.' Her voice was laced with curtness as she saw the disbelieving look on his face, 'Even a klutz like me can win championships too.'

'Idiot.'

Her eyes widened.

'A calm sea can be far more dangerous than a raging one.' With that final note he went to his usual side of the bed and closed his eyes.

Eh? Was that his way of saying that she understood wrong and that he had no doubt in her abilities?

She smiled, 'Goodnight Ryoma-kun.'

Ryoma was getting tired of repeatedly asking himself why he was spending his break time in the swimming facility amidst raging fan boys instead of his usual quite spot under the tree.

He was leaning on the wall, as far away from the noise as possible and where no one would likely see him. He did not need his fan girls knowing where he was. As it is he didn't need more annoyance and more squealing. How the heck could this people be from the male population when they screamed like the next girl he had no clue. Damn it. His ears were already ringing.

'There they are.'

As if on cue, the members of the Seigaku swimming team started jumping in the water.

His eyes focused on one member and never left.

Ryoma did not know how long he'd been studying her when the swimming team's coach whistled signaling the end of the club's practice.

His eyes widened when he saw her coming out of the pool. He blinked as he recalled her in his room with only her uniform blouse on. Then his eyes narrowed when he remembered there were at least fifty male students who were freely looking at her. Every inch of her.

His hands suddenly itched as he gripped his tennis racket tighter.

Mine.