Chapter 3 :

"It's just a bump," Oishi diagnosed. " Be a little bit careful, alright Sakuno-chan?"

Oishi gave her an open smile. Sakuno smiled sheepishly.

"I'm always careful!" she said in mock disbelief.

Ryoma snorted.

She stiffened at the sound. Did she just hear him snort? Did the Prince of Tennis snort? Un-fucking-believable!

She knew that he had been standing behind her while Oishi was checking on her bump. Oishi's mother-hen attitude, endears him to many. He was currently the assistant head doctor of the biggest hospital in all of Tokyo.

Ryoma called Oishi up when she was getting dress. It was a little awkward though when Ryoma keeps on checking on her every five minutes to see if she was resting on her bed after she got dressed. When Oishi arrived, Ryoma became distant again. It's something that had pissed her off, actually.

Since then, she hated this side of him. Barely talking, too cold and too controlling. But she admits that she also loved that side of him. He tends to do it before he speaks. He pretends to be cold for people not to bother him. And she knew that despite of his i-don't-care attitude he always know that he had the upper hand.

"If you are careful you wouldn't have that bump," Ryoma flatly said.

He never changed. He can't still take a joke. She mentally shook her head.

"I-I was distracted and I slipped," she softly said.

Ryoma smirked. He knew that he was the distraction.

"Good to hear I still have that effect on you," he teased.

Sakuno blushed a million times over yet she didn't bow down. She frowned despite the heat creeping through her cheeks.

"You're just to full of yourself! I can't believe you have the guts to be here when clearly you are not wanted!" she had raised her voice. He was really getting into her nerves.

A shot of pain crossed Ryoma's eyes. But it was barely there that she was not sure if it was there at all.

"Clearly you are not aware how much you needed me," he said in clam but dangerous voice.

"Clearly you don't understand the concept of "You're not wanted"," she said with clenched teeth. This man clearly can bring out the worse in her.

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Oishi watched in amazement. The "couple" was bantering yet the sexual tension around them was so potent yet they seemed to not feel it.

Ryoma was his usual cocky self and clearly Sakuno was fed up with it. While Sakuno, on the other hand, was too caught up in feeling pissed that she didn't realized that Ryoma was too close for comfort.

"Wanting me is completely different from needing me and you know that Sa-ku-no," his lips was barely an inch away from hers.

"Stop being conceited, you jerk!" Sakuno snapped.

Ryoma just smirked clearly he wasn't moved. And if you'd ask Oishi he'll say that Ryoma was enjoying it. Sakuno was just too riled up and she was close to physically hurting Ryoma.

"Admit it, Sakuno, you missed me," he teased.

Sakuno's left brow arched in challenge.

"Admit it, Echizen-san, it's you who needed me," she debated.

'One point to Sakuno-chan!' Oishi cheered and decided to stop the duel.

"That's is enough, children!" Oishi broke their staring game. The "couple" simultaneously turned towards him. He was smiling widely.

"It's clear that you both missed each other," Oishi raised a brow challenging them to prove him wrong. "But please stop all the bantering before you kill each other! Sakuno, you need to take a rest. You're malnourished. You need to eat more. We, your senpais, had asked Ryoma to take care of you until you're well enough."

Sakuno almost protested but Oishi stopped her.

"I've brought you vitamins and some supplements. You have to take them twice everyday. No skipping of meals for you. And with that said, you need someone to remind you."

Oishi turned towards Ryoma.

"And you, Ryoma. Please don't add up to her stress. You need to make sure that she eats on time and takes her vitamins everyday."

The "couple" nodded.

"Very good! Now, I have to go. You can continue bantering or you can kiss and make up now," Oishi tease which earned Sakuno her flaming red cheeks and a naughty smirk from Ryoma.

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A/N :

It's been a while since I have started wring again. It felt pretty good...