Spring Fever I - Ryoma
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tanithryudoTitle: Spring Fever (I. Ryoma)
Status: Un-beta'ed. Proof-reading & advice are welcome.
Rating: G
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Chapter Pairings: hints of MomoRyo
To Echizen Ryoma, it was a normal day like any other. But when his father sat across from him at breakfast and started grinning at him in a particularly annoying way, he knew something was up.
“Got something to say, oyaji?” he finally asked over the last glass of milk.
Nanjiroh smirked at his son. “Do you know what day today is, shounen?”
Ryoma looked at him blankly.
Nanjiroh’s smirk grew. “It’s Valentine’s Day!” he announced. He winked at his unresponsive son, who was clearly unimpressed by the declaration. “So, you think you’ll get any chocolates from the girls at school? Got any girlfriends, eh?” He started snickering again.
Ryoma would have rolled his eyes if he had cared enough to. But instead he treated the taunting like he treated just about everything else his old man said to him. He largely ignored it. Pushing away his plate, he grabbed his tennis bag and headed for the door. “Ittekimasu.”
Unfortunately, Ryoma’s own overwhelming apathy toward anything not tennis or Karupin – which obviously extended toward whatever holiday – was not shared by anyone else. The moment he stepped into the gates of Seishun Gakuken he was immediately mugged by a swarm of girls pushing chocolates into his arms. By the time he finally found his seat and dumped his burden onto his desk, his arms had been overflowing with the candies.
And then Tomoka had arrived to add her own contribution to the growing pile, a blushing and stammering Sakuno in tow. This naturally was the last straw that set off Horio, who had been largely ignored in the chocolate-receiving department. Even the usually fair Sakuno had somehow forgotten him, strange as that was given his often-heard voice in the stands at all the tennis matches, both at school and in competitions.
Staring at the new chocolates and the growing pile before him in annoyance, Ryoma automatically tuned out Horio’s envious ranting as he tried to think of some way to get rid of them so he wouldn’t have to carry all of it home. The solution came in the form of one Momoshiro Takeshi as the cheerful second year suddenly popped out from nowhere.
“Oi, Echizen! Looks like you’re pretty popular with the girls, aren’t you?” Momo teased the younger boy, though to no effect.
“Aa,” Ryoma muttered absently.
“Hai! Ryoma-sama is the most popular boy among the first years!” Tomoka declared exuberantly. “But I bet you get a lot of chocolates from the second year girls, ne Momo-senpai?”
Momoshiro grinned at her sheepishly. “Sure I do… but I already ate all of them.” He eyed Ryoma’s candy pile and the other boy’s completely unenthusiastic face. “Say, Echizen, you wouldn’t mind sharing some of yours with your senpai, would you?”
Ryoma shrugged. “Aa.”
“Ryoma-sama!” Tomoka sounded scandalized.
“Thanks!” Momoshiro laughed and began to tear into the pile of candy.
As the pile of sweets began to diminish at an astonishing rate, Ryoma’s contemplation of the candy refocused to an amused study of his senpai, who was busy doing an impression of a vacuum cleaner. He idly hoped that Kikumaru-senpai wasn’t going to pop up as well, as he also had a habit of doing, because at this rate, there wasn’t going to be any candy left.
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Questions:
1. Not sure about the title. I don't want to call it Valentine's or whatever, since it's also going to cover White Day. But right now it doesn't sound right either. Hrm... any suggestions?
2. Which room does Oishi go to again? 6-2?
3. How does Atobe's trademark "Ore-sama...etc." go again?
Status: Un-beta'ed. Proof-reading & advice are welcome.
Rating: G
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Chapter Pairings: hints of MomoRyo
To Echizen Ryoma, it was a normal day like any other. But when his father sat across from him at breakfast and started grinning at him in a particularly annoying way, he knew something was up.
“Got something to say, oyaji?” he finally asked over the last glass of milk.
Nanjiroh smirked at his son. “Do you know what day today is, shounen?”
Ryoma looked at him blankly.
Nanjiroh’s smirk grew. “It’s Valentine’s Day!” he announced. He winked at his unresponsive son, who was clearly unimpressed by the declaration. “So, you think you’ll get any chocolates from the girls at school? Got any girlfriends, eh?” He started snickering again.
Ryoma would have rolled his eyes if he had cared enough to. But instead he treated the taunting like he treated just about everything else his old man said to him. He largely ignored it. Pushing away his plate, he grabbed his tennis bag and headed for the door. “Ittekimasu.”
Unfortunately, Ryoma’s own overwhelming apathy toward anything not tennis or Karupin – which obviously extended toward whatever holiday – was not shared by anyone else. The moment he stepped into the gates of Seishun Gakuken he was immediately mugged by a swarm of girls pushing chocolates into his arms. By the time he finally found his seat and dumped his burden onto his desk, his arms had been overflowing with the candies.
And then Tomoka had arrived to add her own contribution to the growing pile, a blushing and stammering Sakuno in tow. This naturally was the last straw that set off Horio, who had been largely ignored in the chocolate-receiving department. Even the usually fair Sakuno had somehow forgotten him, strange as that was given his often-heard voice in the stands at all the tennis matches, both at school and in competitions.
Staring at the new chocolates and the growing pile before him in annoyance, Ryoma automatically tuned out Horio’s envious ranting as he tried to think of some way to get rid of them so he wouldn’t have to carry all of it home. The solution came in the form of one Momoshiro Takeshi as the cheerful second year suddenly popped out from nowhere.
“Oi, Echizen! Looks like you’re pretty popular with the girls, aren’t you?” Momo teased the younger boy, though to no effect.
“Aa,” Ryoma muttered absently.
“Hai! Ryoma-sama is the most popular boy among the first years!” Tomoka declared exuberantly. “But I bet you get a lot of chocolates from the second year girls, ne Momo-senpai?”
Momoshiro grinned at her sheepishly. “Sure I do… but I already ate all of them.” He eyed Ryoma’s candy pile and the other boy’s completely unenthusiastic face. “Say, Echizen, you wouldn’t mind sharing some of yours with your senpai, would you?”
Ryoma shrugged. “Aa.”
“Ryoma-sama!” Tomoka sounded scandalized.
“Thanks!” Momoshiro laughed and began to tear into the pile of candy.
As the pile of sweets began to diminish at an astonishing rate, Ryoma’s contemplation of the candy refocused to an amused study of his senpai, who was busy doing an impression of a vacuum cleaner. He idly hoped that Kikumaru-senpai wasn’t going to pop up as well, as he also had a habit of doing, because at this rate, there wasn’t going to be any candy left.
[ Back to Menu ]
1. Not sure about the title. I don't want to call it Valentine's or whatever, since it's also going to cover White Day. But right now it doesn't sound right either. Hrm... any suggestions?
2. Which room does Oishi go to again? 6-2?
3. How does Atobe's trademark "Ore-sama...etc." go again?
