Ryouko looked up at the sky. It was lunchtime and as usual, she was sitting on her spot on the rooftop.
"Oy." Ryoma called her.
"Aren't you late?" Ryouko commented and placed her bentou box to her left side so that Ryoma can sit beside her on her right.
Ryoma sat and tried to reach Ryouko's bentou box. Ryouko pushed it so he won't be able to reach.
"Stingy." Ryoma commented bitterly.
"Wait for a while. I haven't even touched it yet." Ryouko told him.
"You better give it to me as an apology." Ryoma said suddenly.
"Apology for what?" Ryouko asked.
"It wasn't enough that you have to take my shirt off in front of so many people, you didn't even give me a rating after you evaluated my physique." Ryoma said irritably, the memory gritting on his skull.
"Oh that..." Ryouko said and gave a short laugh.
"Stop laughing. Why the heck didn't you give me a rating?" Ryoma asked.
"Give it a year or two and come back to me. Then I'll evaluate you and give you a rating." Ryouko said with a faint mocking smile.
"What the heck's that supposed to mean?" Ryoma asked, annoyed.
Ryouko poked Ryoma on the arm. "I'm saying that there wasn't anything to evaluate. I think I have more muscles than you do..." Ryouko teased.
"Omae... (You...)" Ryoma said, his annoyance rising.
Ryouko continued to poke him on the arm. Then she playfully poked him on the chest. "See. Nothing to see here." She said.
"Well I oughta..." Ryoma said angrily. Ryouko laughed.
"Come're." Ryoma said and hooked an arm around Ryouko's neck.
Ryouko tried to wriggle out of Ryoma's grasp.
"You cheeky little midget!" Ryoma yelled.
"As if you aren't one!" Ryouko yelled back.
Ryouko was able to untangle herself from Ryoma. She stood up and ran away. Ryoma stood up and went after her.
"You're gonna pay for that!" Ryoma yelled.
They ran and goofed around, trying to catch each other, until their strength got sapped by hunger.
"Let's clam this matter and eat first." Ryouko said.
She sat down. Ryoma sat beside her. They ate the contents of her bentou box. A bunch of rolled eggs, sandwiches, tomato salad and sausages.
"I'm stuffed." Ryoma said and lied down, resting his head on Ryouko's lap.
"Want some fruit?" Ryouko offered.
"Sure." Ryoma said.
Ryouko opend the small container revealing washed strawberries, cherries and grapes.
She speared a single grape on a small fork. "Here." She said as she hold it near Ryoma's mouth.
Ryoma was about to eat it when Ryouko took it away and ate it.
Ryoma looked at her, annoyed.
Ryouko laughed and speared a cherry and fed it to Ryoma.
"Stop annoying me already..." Ryoma said as he chewed, narrowing his eyes at her.
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Tennis no Ojou-sama: A Prince of Tennis Fan Fiction
FanfictionTotally alike to the point that they hate each other, Echizen Ryoma and Fujioka Ryouko became rivals at a very early age. Reunited after being separated from each other at age nine, will rivalry at the most precious sport of their lives still get i...
