Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Translate This ❯ The Day Before ( Chapter 15 )

*Tenaya's POV*

 

I woke up to find the sun glinting in my eyes. I groaned and rolled over until my face was buried in my pillow. It was the Sunday after the talent show, and I was worn out. After the show last night, a bunch of us had gone to Takashi's sushi shop again to celebrate. I smiled despite being a morning grump. Everyone loved the songs.

 

Which was good, because I worked on them pretty hard.

 

I rolled back over, and that's when my phone rang. I frowned and reached over to pick it up. Who calls this early?

 

 

“Hello?”

 

 

“Tenaya? Hey, it's Fuji.”

 

 

“Oh. Hey.” I sat up. “So what's up?”

 

 

“Um, well I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today.”

 

 

I laughed. “You wanted to hang out with me so bad that you just had to call this early in the morning. Right, of course.”

 

 

I heard his gentle laughter from the other end. “Tenaya, it's already almost 10 o'clock.”

 

 

“It is?” I looked at my clock amazingly. “Wow. You're right. Ok I'll get up and get ready.”

 

 

“Okay, so is it okay if I'm there in like, 20 minutes?”

 

 

“Yeah.” I said, getting out of bed and stretching. “That's fine. Where are we going?”

 

 

“Oh, nowhere special.” I could practically hear the smile in his voice. “I just thought we could hang out and talk a bit.”

 

 

“Alright, that's fine. See you in a little bit then.”

 

 

“Okay.”

 

 

“Bye.” I said, and hung up. I snatched some clothes and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. I usually spend Sunday's at home with Ryoma, or at Ryoma's house, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind me hanging out with Fuji.

 

 

…..

 

 

After I had showered, I towel dried my hair, and slipped into some clothes. I was wearing a forest green volcom short-sleeve over a simple dark grey long sleeve shirt. I had beige jeans on, and my favorite brown and pink checkered Vans (I have those!!). I brushed my hair, marveling at how straight it was when it was wet. Too bad it didn't stay that way, it always waved out after a while.

 

 

After coming downstairs, I snatched a piece of toast from Carter's plate while he was getting milk.

 

 

“Hey!”

 

 

I smiled, and stuffed it in my mouth. “Sorry, I'm in a hurry.” Although it came out like “thuryminahery”.

 

 

He raised an eyebrow at me. “What?”

 

 

“Where are you going?” My mom asked from the kitchen. “Spending the day with Ryoma today?”

 

I shook my head. “Nope, Fuji wanted to hang out.”

 

 

“Ooh, you're cheating on Ryoma…” Carter smirked.

 

 

“Oh stop it.” I said, smacking him on the arm on my way out. “I'm not cheating on anybody, I'm not even going out with Ryoma.”

 

 

“Yeah, but you wish you were.”

 

 

I stuck out my tongue at him and opened the front door. “See you guys later!”

 

 

Just as I stepped onto the front porch, I saw Fuji coming up the street. I smiled and waved. He waved back.

 

 

“Hey Fuji.” I said, reaching up to give him a small hug.

 

 

“Hi Tenaya, how are you?”

 

 

“I'm good.” I nodded. “So, want to take a walk?”

 

 

“Yeah, that's fine. Let's go.” He offered me his arm, and I laughed as I linked my arm in his.

 

 

…..

 

 

“So, was there anything in particular you wanted to talk about?” I shouted. I was on the swing set at the park, and we were in a swinging contest. I was winning, of course.

 

 

“Uh actually yeah!” He shouted from way up high. “But maybe we should stop swinging?!”

 

 

“Got it!” I said, and jumped off the swing. “Whee!” I laughed, and lay down on the grass. Who cares about grass stains, my shirt was green anyway.

Although my pants were a whole other story.

 

 

A few moments later, Fuji (who had slowed down the wimpy way by dragging his feet) came and lay down beside me. We lay there for a few minutes catching our breaths. Finally, he said, “So, Tenaya, what are you going to do about Ryoma?”

 

 

I bit my lip. Last time when we had been writing the song, I confided in Fuji about my feelings for Ryoma. I had told him that Ryoma had become so much more than a friend to me, but being Ryoma, which mean being quite emotionless, he never really showed me how he felt. Sometimes, he seemed so cold.

 

 

“I don't know.” I sighed. “I don't think he likes me very much though. He's been ignoring me a lot lately.”

 

 

Fuji sat up and shook his head. “Well, you're going to tell him how you feel right?”

 

 

I shrugged. “I don't know. Maybe.”

 

“I think you should do it at the dance. It's next Friday you know.”


”Oh yeah! Damn, I almost forgot.”

 

 

“Are you going with Ryoma?” He asked.

 

 

I shrugged again. “I have no idea. He hasn't said anything about it. So he probably won't ask me.”

 

 

“Oh.” Fuji picked at the grass. “But you're both going right?”

 

 

I nodded. “Yeah, I'm pretty sure we are. It's not a formal dance is it?”

 

 

Fuji winced. “Actually, it is.”

 

 

“Ugh.” I groaned and rolled over, placing my head on my arms. “That means I have to find a dress.”

 

 

“Yep.” Fuji laughed and placed a comforting hand on my back. “But it won't be that bad.”

 

 

“I'll just go with my mom, I guess.”

 

 

“So, tell him at the dance.”

 

 

“Not this topic again.” I smiled. “I guess we should just see how things go.”

 

 

……

 

*Ryoma's POV*

 

 

“Is Tenaya there?” I asked hesitantly. I was standing on Tenaya's front porch, and Carter had just answered the door.

 

 

“Uh, I don't think so.” Carter shook his head.

 

 

“Oh ok.” I nodded quietly. “Do you know where she is?”

 

 

“She went out with some guy named Fuji I think.” She said she'd be back later. “Do you want me to tell her that you dropped by?”

 

 

“Uh.” I said quietly. “Sure. Thanks.”

 

 

“Anytime.” He replied, and shut the door.

 

I sighed, and walked down back her driveway towards my own house. I rubbed my eyes, and brushed my bangs out of my face. They were getting really long. Never really got around to cutting them, I guess.

 

 

I thought about the dance this Saturday. I didn't even know if Tenaya was going. I was hoping to go with her, but I assumed that she was already going with Fuji. Or maybe Daisuki and Genma. They would've really liked to go with her.

 

 

Well maybe she would let me dance with her before she left. After all, she was leaving on Monday. Thank god we didn't have school, so I could go see her off.

 

 

I felt a pang of hurt at this. It hadn't fully hit me that she was leaving yet. That I would probably never see her again. What was I going to do?

 

 

Tell her? And risk humiliation?

 

 

Or spend the rest of my life asking “what if?”?

 

 

Hm. It was a toughie.

 

 

……

 

 

*Tenaya's POV*

 

 

I sat on my bed, staring down at the dress that lay on the pillow. It was Friday night, and the week had gone by way too fast. Today was my last school day in Japan. I quickly wiped away a tear that had been threatening to fall out of the corner of my eye. I really didn't want to go, but the tickets were bought, and everybody else was eager to return to America. I sighed, and got up, picking up the dress with me.

 

 

I felt the soft material and smiled. After much deliberation, I decided that I would either buy a dress or risk getting kicked out of the dance. So my mom had taken me to the mall this afternoon, and we spent a total of four hours searching. Finally, both of us tired and cranky, we came upon this dress.

 

 

It was perfect in everyway.

 

 

It was a knee length dress with two thin clear straps. It was simple but pretty. The top was snow white in color, and it faded into a dark red. The bottom red edges were layered and a sheer material, with garnet lining. After trying the dress on, my mom convinced that it was made for me.

 

 

Actually, I agreed.

 

 

I smiled and put it back carefully into my closet. I crawled into bed, and pet Hikari, who was next to me, on the head sadly.

 

 

Ryoma still hadn't asked me. Which probably meant he wasn't going to. But I still couldn't wait to see him in a suit. It was going to be so cute. Fuji had reassured me that Ryoma definitely felt the same about me. I had no idea why he was so sure. But his confidence was slightly reassuring.

 

 

So that's how I had made up my mind.

 

 

Tomorrow was the day.

 

Either he feels the same, or I go back feeling stupid.

 

 

Let's hope the former.

 

 

…..

 

 

 

A/N: So I hope you guys like the chapter. This really was just a connector chapter, the real action happens in the next chapter!! You might have noticed that I've been a little slacking lately, but I really do have a lot of schoolwork with finals and all.

 

BUT I PROMISE!! Next chapter will be the bomb. So DON'T miss it! Thanks for all reviews!