WARNING: For now, I wouldn't be incorporating Yukimura's ESP or the 'Doors' in my games. I had a hard time composing tolerable games with them on. Gomen. If I don't find a solution, then those techniques will never show up in the story. I don't think it's a big deal, but I want to hear your thoughts on this, too. ;)
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CHAPTER 10: Games
RIKKAI HIGH
Ryoma and Seichi were walking on the school grounds, straight to the tennis courts. Ryoma's brain was still, as it was doing the whole morning, thinking of ways on how to tell Seichi one of her secrets. When she woke up earlier, she finally had enough working brain cells to realize that if she was going to play, Seichi would come to realize she'd been lying to him this whole time.
Plus her bocchama acted like nothing happened the previous night, which made everything worse. If that sudden return of genuine niceness was just during that fleeting moment, then the chances of him getting annoyed with her for lying would be that much larger.
Then again, she recalled what Sanada said just before she fell asleep…
But how could she know which one his getting mad at really meant?
What was she really afraid of? That he would get mad because she, a lowly body guard, would lie about something like that for so long, or afraid (as Sanada pointed out) that he wouldn't get mad since him feeling offended would mean that he… cared?
This was all too confusing.
But then after a few steps, another thought came to mind. What if he did get mad, but not because she was pertinent? But simply because he'd think she was putting his safety at risk by lying so much?
It was unlikely for tennis skills to put him to danger, but this was Seichi. The man who had been confusing her being for years without even batting an eyelid. Immediately, she shook her head. She just knew she was over-thinking things. Whether or not he got mad, she would be in a dilemma.
"Is there anything wrong Ryoma? You look pale." He said, more like a statement than a question.
"Ah. Well, I…" She coughed, making one of his eyebrow to rise. "I have something to tell you." In any case, he better hear it directly from her than find it out for himself. But as Seichi waited for her to speak, a certain seaweed brain entered the school grounds.
"Buchou." He said semi-politely and then proceeded to looking at her and greeted her, too. "Brat."
"Baka."
Seichi quickly intervened their insulting exchange. "Ryoma?"
"Ah. We're going to be late." She said, walking slightly ahead. No way she'd show something embarrassing in front of seaweed.
…
Within the bustling school grounds of the city's most prestigious High School, excited buzzing was heard. Less than half the student body was in school at that time, most of whom were there due to club activities, but they all nevertheless heard the exciting news.
The famous tennis club's going to have a tournament.
Most clubs allowed their members to watch during specific periods, making the tennis courts bustle with liveliness than ever. And not only were the visitors were hyper, the members were, too. Everyone was warming up in their own way, with the freshmen assisting upperclassmen by giving out towels, water bottles (with water inside, duh), and moral support.
The crowd watched as the players congregated at the center court, facing a still empty area of courts. The heroine was one of those people, and soon Yukimura and two others roused from the club room and headed to where the meeting was being held.
Ryoma absent-mindedly watched Seichi announce the ranking tournaments that would be held within in an hour or so. Since it was Sunday, he said that they would try and finish the first round before lunch so everyone could go home and take their rests.
She couldn't help but get nervous. She better tell him about her tennis history soon. But what about her other secret? A part of her still wanted—badly—to tell him her real gender. She didn't know what to hope for, but… but…
His expression the previous night popped out of her head.
And once again, she shook the hopeful feelings off and tried to remember what her mother asked her when she asked for advice regarding the issue. Unconsciously, she looked down on the ground.
It occurred earlier that day, too, the memory was annoyingly fresh.
"Kaa-san." She said, as Seichi was upstairs taking his bath. "If I were to tell Seichi I was a girl, what would happen?"
"Well, he might feel offended by being guarded by a female and he might fire you."
"…"
"It's a small chance. I don't think he'd do that."
"So…"
"But if you tell him, which I'm alright with," Actually, Rinko looked absolutely ecstatic. "You would inevitably have to tell him why you became his guard in the first place. Are you ready to tell that story?"
No.
That her answer. And she sighed at her weaknesses and cowardice. It was unlike her. But she had always been cowardly when it came to Seichi, always.
Her daze was cut off, though, by the sound of rolling. Yanagi and Yagyuu came out with a rolling white board with tournament tables.
"Blocks will be divided into three." Yanagi initiated. "Each block would have simultaneous games of two, and the top three from each block would play for this year's District tournaments."
"Wait, but that would make…ano…" kirihara stared at the sky and did his mental math. And once again, NO… he was not good at math.
"Nine." Niou continued. "Why would we need nine regulars though?"
"One substitute, and one ought to be a bench coach. That would most probably be me until the prefectural tournaments." Yukimura answered and continued to survey the team crowd to see if there were any more questions. Jackal soon raised his hand.
"The number of chosen ones are odd per block, so how do you determine who're the top?"
"The semi-finalist will battle it out, so to speak."
"I see." And that was that.
Ryoma, on the other hand, was staring intently at the board. She looked at the names from her block, basically all of which she didn't recognize. So when she did find two that she did—she paled considerably.
Well... just her luck.
Marui Bunta was one thing… but Seichi?
"Are there any more questions?" Yukimura asked, as if on cue, and no one said anything. "I take it that there are none." He clapped his hand. "You will be given half-an-hour to warm up. Make full use of it.
"Dismissed."
The crowd of players dispersed, leaving those from the back lee-ways to see what was in the board as well. Almost all of them freshmen, and soon enough she was receiving their weird stares. She frowned.
"Y-You got into the tournament?" A random never-to-be-named freshman said, Icecream-kid nodded.
"Sugoi, Etsuzen-san!"
"Well, he is a senior."
"…yeah."
"Still. Sugoi, sugoi!"
Ryoma could only sweat-drop. But as she thought of a way to excuse herself, and proceed to Seichi, the freshmen paled in front of her. She batted an eyelid before they gave a sudden, enthusiastic, greeting.
"Buchou!"
She automatically turned around. "Seichi-sama." She whispered, and he smiled- albeit not to her directly, but to the freshmen.
"May I borrow my body guard for a bit? We have something to discuss."
"O-OF COURSE!"
And the pair inconspicuously escaped from the eye of the public.
/Several Minutes Later/
"What did you just say?"
Whooooosshhh~
A certain bluenette did not even wince at the sudden gust of spring wind that hit his face—making his long hair flow sidewards. To Ryoma, it felt like it was going to elongate and slap her face. She was a brave girl though, so she really did repeat what she just said.
"I had been playing tennis since I can hold a racket."
"I see." He said, closing his eyes and crossing his arms (tightly) afterwards. "Was it that entertaining to hide it from me?
"Were you playing a game with your father?"
"No." She said immediately. "I was forbidden to until you were good enough. And you had been, for a long time."
"And why hadn't you challenged me?"
"..."
"...well?"
And she sighed, looking quite calm, despite feeling the total opposite. "In case you hadn't realized..., you were distancing yourself from me." She said, suddenly recalling her feelings when it started years ago. The bitterness in her voice showed.
"We know you love tennis. I thought maybe you'd hate me even more if I went into that part of your life as well."
He was silent for a while, before huffing something like 'I see'.
Ryoma's eye twitched at the sentence that came after that hopeful silence. Hopeful? She was hoping he say something like 'I don't hate you.' But in the end he didn't say anything near those words. Nothing to deny her claim. Maybe she did imagine the events last night, after all…
"Why… are you telling me this now?"
"I wanted you to hear it from me, not see it with your own eyes."
"So I had to wait after Sanada knows." He said, lifting his shoulders to form an ironic shrug."Don't you think I, your master, will find it offending he found out about this first?"
"Well, he wasn't being particularly hostile."
"I'm hostile?" Hostile and Yukimura Seichi should not be placed in one sentence, Ryoma knew, as conventions went.
"Not in the conventional sense of the word." She added. She knew he found her waves of returning to her real, confident, self from time-to-time widely dizzying. She mused that he probably liked it better when she just took everything he did. That even when he hurt her, she wouldn't show any hint of it, afraid of troubling him and forcing her away.
At first, she thought it was because of her job. She could not fail at this, she knew, it was beyond important to her and her sanity. But soon she knew, after that annoying conversation with Sanada, that her reasons had slight shifts. She genuinely cared for this person, whether he was being like the Seichi that was her friend, or the Seichi that was her cool cold master doing everything to push her away.
And if caring for a person for him meant to be brutally honest about how he had been acting, then so be it. He knew one of her secrets anyway, and now that she had already felt guilty about it, Kami knew it wasn't entirely her fault. And she didn't get why she had to have that disturbing tennis match with Sanada first before doing anything about it.
A lot of thoughts passed by her head during that moment of silence, and it was Seichi who broke it. "I don't recall attacking you."
"You haven't." She said immediately. Not physically, anyway, but she kept that thought to herself. "But I don't recall doing anything to offend you, either."
She found a thump in her chest when she saw a flash of something in his eyes before he hid it behind his impenetrable mask again.
"Other than being incompetent in your job lately?"
"You've been 'hostile' for years, I wouldn't count that as 'lately'."
"Well, conventionally speaking, a master-servant pair aren't supposed to be friendly. That's all there is, and there's no need to extend that issue." He uttered dismissively and her eyes twitched.
That was it? No matter how she looked at this, even if she was a little rebel, this didn't make any sense! Was he telling the truth, or was her feelings mere chess pieces in his game of following everything conventional?
Honestly? She never would have thought that having this 'talk' with him would be so disappointing. What was she hoping for? That they would be all friendly again? The feeling's one-sided, obviously, and of course something like this wouldn't make her quit. But still- this would make anyone snap.
"I see." She said coolly, as opposed to what she truly felt. But when he's being unreadable, how could she be otherwise?
She could only look at him straight in the eye, and hoping like hell nothing else would show. "Then there shouldn't be any issue in me hiding so much from you is there? I assure you none of them would not endanger your safety."
"…Oh? So you are hiding more things from me? What if I order you to tell me?"
"We have our own rights, and even when I have been blindly following your around, I definitely know mine."
His mouth only moved, but nothing came out. So she sighed, and turned away.
"Now, we have to go. We have our games to attend to, Seichi-sama."
And she walked away, closing the door of the rooftop, instinctively knowing Seichi would stay there for a while anyway.
Thump
The sound of her head hitting the rooftop door. Her fist clenched and she gritted her teeth.
That was just like him, Yukimura Seichi.
Just when she though they were getting closer again..., he'd do something and make her understand he was stepping back.
Stomp
Stomp
Stomp
Ryoma stomped her way to the courts. She was going to have a match with a non regular named Arui something. But on her way there, she caught a glimpse of a very familiar yellow cap. Her mood slightly got better and she immediately turned to him.
She forgot how many times she should be thanking him. He was probably late due to council duties again. She needed to tell him what happened with Seichi on the roof top, too. Well not really, but she wanted to.
"Sanada." She called softly, and she could swear she saw his ears perk. But he just kept on walking, as if he didn't hear her at all. She frowned. Did he truly not hear her?
It felt more like he ignored her on purpose.
But before she could do anything Sanada-related, Yanagi popped up from nowhere and told her her game was starting soon. So she shrugged and put this new issue on the back of her mind and went to the courts.
Ryoma stood coolly in her spot inside the courts and heard a few murmurs. Something about wasn't she a freshman, and then someone else negating that fact by saying she technically was a senior too. Others were muttering about never seeing her play before, etc etc. Etcetera
But then someone shouted that made her eye twitched. "Ganbatte, Etsuzen-san!"
So Noisy… She mused again, but all the same felt a little touched. This kid was just genuine nice. Besides, in a tennis match, only Nanako and her mother technically ever cheered her on. Her father and Ryoga were only there to provoke her.
Stood on the opposite side of the court was an unfamiliar (as most of them was and would remain so) sophomore student. He had a wavy brown hair, sharp eyes, and a very haughty grin.
"Give it your best shot, kiddo!"
And Ryoma only sighed.
…
PAK!
Sanada watched the game, which was going on for about a minute with multitude of this and that inside his gut. His game was during the next batch, and all of the regulars were already playing, and he found himself ending in this particular court during his free time.
And to think he had been avoiding her a moment ago?
In any case, amidst his confusing line of thought, he could hear the cheers for her in the background.
"S-SUGOI!" A freshman yelled in awe as Ryoma hit yet another return ace, with her service game having a similarly perfect score. With her right hand.
"I didn't know he could play tennis?" Another one, an older one, gaped. His companion, a guy Sanada vaguely recognized as a regular in the basketball team, nodded vehemently. The guy's a fan of theirs.
"Yeah, why was he only swinging rackets before? To think-"
He was cut off by screams from the rabid feminine species.
"Kyaaaaa! I'm in love~"
"Me too!"
"KYAAA!"
"A-Amazing Etsuzen-san! This does not even count as a one-sided game de yansu!" The icecream-headed boy paused. "And not to mention he already has so many fangirls! I would whistle if I can de yansu!"
Sanada wanted to smirk at the reactions. They hadn't seen any of her skills he already did.
And with that thought, recollection of the previous night flooded (again) his mind. He looked away.
He pulled down his cap to psychologically protect himself. He had been thinking a lot since he found out of her true gender. It was like there had been a wall forcing his emotions back all this time- that that wall was what kept him in that 'borderline'. That wall being Echizen being male.
But then when he realized otherwise, it was like this force just disappeared and everything that was held back just burst out. Now… his composure was all but gone every time she neared the vicinity-
PAK!
And then a wave of awed 'Ohs' was heard effectively pulling him out of his daze.
The opponent was now sweating buckets. "Game. Echizen 6 games to love!" The umpire announced, and many of the people clapped for her success.
"Mada Mada Dane." She said to her opponent and headed for the bench for water. Not that she needed it, though. It was then that, after a gulp of bottled water- which looked uncomfortably enticing to look at- their eyes met. Sanada's eyes almost widened but he quickly went for a polite nod and walked away.
Most people would just assume he suddenly have somewhere to be, in his case it would be his game.
Surely, Echizen would not find that odd?
…
Sanada ended up on Yukimura and Marui's match several meters away. They were having a heated game, but expectedly Yukimura wasn't being pushed at all. Marui was giving it his all though, it was something to be proud of, even when he partly wanted to impress his crush.
"Witness my genius! Tight-Rope walking!"
A wave of amazed murmurs was heard. Even when most of them saw it several times already, it was such an intricate technique that even they, his own teammates, couldn't help but be impressed. Sanada heard a few more footsteps and he looked around. It seemed the regulars were slowly congregating at that court. Only Marui and Yukimura were regulars playing against each other on the first round so everyone else's games were easy. It didn't take long for Echizen to arrive as well, and he instinctively pretended not to see her until she greeted him herself.
Which meant a part of him (a rather huge one) was hoping that some other people would distract her until he could slither out to safety.
Okay, who was to say she would approach him? Even if it might sound presumptuous, given the events the previous night, she was bound to approach him. Right...?
"Yow."
"…good game." He said without looking, keeping his eyes pasted on the ongoing game.
"Ah."
"Sanada." She called firmly, and of course he'd have no choice but to look. Sanada blinked at her current appearance, she looked quite haggard. "About last ni—"
"What happened to you? Was that match so tiring?" She shook her head, and her brows knitted slightly at his comment.
"Of course not. You were there. Fans are just troublesome at times." She said and then held out her water bottle. It was apparently given to her by Shiita, so she added, "At times."
He made a slight nod, and she nonchalantly started drinking it. He realized the way she gulped still looked somewhat enticing. The slight drop of water, the small movements of her lips..., her gulps—things his brain refused to acknowledge before. And now that it did..., he couldn't help but feel disturbed.
Sanada needed to escape. Now.
"Where are you going?"
He cringed and slightly turned to her, as he was already a few meters away. "Warm up. My game's going to start in 15 minutes or so." And he went just like that, without waiting for a reply.
Sanada did not expect for her to follow him.
"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" He asked, putting extra effort not to sound strained.
"Of course I do. I was in a tennis courts one time and on my bed the next."
"Yukimura was the one who carried you to your room."
"I know that." She said in a way that made him frown. "I know you carried me home though. I apologize for the inconvenience, I know you were more tired than I was."
"It wasn't a problem." He said, and kept jogging. He did not stop, and she just kept following him. Suffocating silence between them was heard all them. Who would have thought silence would feel so uncomfortable to him?
They remained that way until they neared the courts once again, after one long lap around the school. They could hear the people's chatters, gossips, and cheers again. But Sanada still felt her stare behind him the whole time.
"Sanada?" she finally called, he ignored the slight change of tone and concluded it was just his imagination. He just silently asked her what was the matter without looking, hoping their time alone would end soon.
Only a few more minutes until we're in public eyes…
But at that moment, his steps were suddenly the only taps that he heard. Echizen already stopped hers. He remained going, but unconsciously slowed down in wonder of what to do. Should he turn around and see where she went? Or should he keep going and pretend he didn't realize she had already stopped...?
"Sanada?"
Doki
"Please don't push me away as well."
.
.
Not only did Sanada's steps halt, he was pretty sure his heart beat did to.
After being run over by a wave of reason, Sanada immediately mentally berated himself for acting like such an idiot. Him never feeling this way before was not an excuse to act like such a coward, so he turned back, mustering all composure that he could, and apologized.
"I'm sorry." He said, making a slight bow—both for courtesy and to hide his face. "I was not feeling well and was afraid you'd catch it."
"But your team's immune system is stronger than mine…?"
"Gomen. I have this bias towards the health of females."
"…"
It was then that he finally lifted his head to stare at her. She looked shocked, of course, and scared. He hated himself immediately. But there was no way he was going to back down, now, was there?
"That's right." He paused, looking at her intently. "I know."
"I… don't know what you're talking about."
"Your wig. It got loose during our game and your sudden fainting."
"I do not faint." She spat, offended. "And so what if I'm wearing a wig? Seichi has long hair, too."
"There's no use denying it."
"Where's your proof then? How can you be so sure?" She said, almost with confidence, but she could probably tell he was not bluffing. Sanada expected her to be stubborn. But then at the millisecond he tried to come up with proof... his eyes involuntarily ended up on her well hidden chest area. He blushed, deeply, and it was thoroughly humiliating.
But when he caught himself, it was too late. Echizen had already let out a gasp.
Honestly? If he wasn't so embarrassed he would have thought those rare blushes on her face to be extremely dazzling.
But, of course, he'd have to minimize the humiliation (if there was still the possibility of it increasing). He was Sanada Genichirou. He was never supposed to be stupid enough to put himself in such situations.
"I-It was an accident. I assure you." he said, almost coughing, and she gagged up air as well. She was utterly shocked.
"B-B- It's flat! You must be imagining things."
"The bandage must have loosened up, too."
Echizen gasped (again). And his eyes widened. He didn't even have the strength to punch himself with his mind.
"What I meant was—"
Echizen stared at him incredulously. "I can't believe Sanada Genichirou's a pervert."
"I-I'm not! It was an accident!"
"..."
"..."
And as expected, Echizen composed herself quickly, and in consequence it gave him time to get his. They stared at each other and finally were calm enough to at least try and say intelligible things.
"Seichi doesn't know." She huffed, and allowed her head to slowly tilt down. "I appreciate you keeping this from everyone. Please."
He gulped.
Not only was it rare for her to say 'please', what made him utterly surprised what Yukimura had no idea of this secret. It made him feel… relieved. And he knew that even if she didn't ask him, he might not have told the captain willingly either.
He was not going to let her trust in him go to waste. Ever. It was a something he would keep. "I will. I won't tell before you do. I promise." He said immediately, and she looked at him with wide eyes, obviously not expecting such ready answer from him.
There was a pause, before she finally spoke. "Are you not going to ask me why I am cross-dressing?"
"Will you tell me why you do?" He smiled reassuredly, and he saw her gulp. An anticipating gulp. They sure were gulping a lot.
"…No."
"Then I will not ask."
She blinked at him, and Sanada hoped she would not try and ask him what he would want as exchange. He did not want one. He just wanted her to trust him completely—something Yukimura didn't have. That was already enough.
And what was more? He received the most beautiful smile he would ever see.
.
The two of them, then, were in a condition wherein they wouldn't even notice that one amused smirk hiding behind the bush.
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END OF CHAPTER x
Coming Soon:
CHAPTER XI: Trickster
REPLIES TO ANGELS
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