Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis. Prince of Tennis belongs to Takashi Konomi.

Warnings: May contain OC. OOC. RyoSaku.

Theme #071: Mark

It was frustrating. She couldn’t understand why most of the boys in her class had bruises on their body. She watched as they would get up and limped around to go to lunch. She offered them help, but they only quickly reply, “No thanks, Ryuzaki.” And they proceeded to go off to another direction.

She noticed that most of them were afraid of her. She looked over to her best friend and Tomoko could only burst out laughing.

“Remember? Yesterday when Kenchi kissed you?” Tomoko asked her best friend. Her chocolate eyes were glazed with laughter and proceeded to eat her sandwich.

“Yes.” Sakuno replied softly. She felt her cheeks turned red as she remembered Kenchi had given a kiss on the cheek before sauntering off to his friends. Sakuno did not like Kenchi, but Kenchi had surprised her so much that she was left there until the late bell rang.

“Well, did you see Kenchi today?” Tomoko asked, taking another bite out of her sandwich.

“Yes.” Sakuno replied hesitantly. As soon as she waved to Kenchi to greet him, he immediately looked away. She noted the swollen ankle that he received and a few minor bruises here and there. She had asked him if he was okay, and he replied coldly, “it was nothing.”

After much questioning, Tomoko explained that the Tennis Prince had a possessive streak when it came to her.

And there was the unspoken fact that everyone knew that Sakuno was a fan of Ryoma’s.

It was as if Ryoma had placed a mark on her.

She’d been deemed off-limits without her consent or knowledge.

Not that she minded though.

Theme #072: Women’s bathing suit

“Tomo-chan, this is too much!” Sakuno looked flabbergasted as she watched as Sakuno placed the bathing suit in front of her. There was no way she was going to wear a bikini in front of all those people. Especially at the beach where there were perverts lying around.

“Oh come on! You can’t always wear that pink bathing suit all the time. I mean, seriously. We are going away for the weekend with the regulars.” Tomoko tossed over a few bathing suits here and there and pushed Sakuno into the changing rooms.

“Try those on, would you?” Tomoko yelled at her while looking for her own.

“And come out too!” She added.

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Sakuno looked at the bathing suits. Most of them were bikinis and some one-suits. She pulled her clothes off, placing the bikini on first.

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“Come on, Echizen! I mean, we’re going to the beach! At least you could do is buy yourself some swimming trunks. We can’t play tennis all-the-time!” Momoshiro pinched his kouhai’s cheek.

“Your girlfriend is coming along too. So, you might as well as have fun with her!” Momoshiro remarked again.

“Che…” Ryoma pulled down his cap and walked inside the store.

As he entered the store, he found…

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Sakuno, who was wearing…

A pink bikini

Ryoma felt his face warm up as he rushed right over to place his jacket over her body. Sakuno gasped in surprised and kissed her boyfriend’s cheek.

“Do you like it?” She asked him.

Ryoma could only blush in response as he pulled down his cap.

She would have to wear that one-suit or fully clothed suit before going to the beach.

There was no way in hell he was going to let her wear that.

Theme #073: Flower Language

He was merely passing by. Really, he was just merely passing by until he saw it. He saw a bouquet of daisies and purchased them.

Spontaneously

If he could think back when he was in middle school, he would have never ever bought her flowers. He would have not purchase daisies because they were so plain, and so normal. He did not know squat about their meanings such as red roses meant love. Yellow roses meant friendship. And when he purchased the daises, the florist had told him that daisies meant innocence.

How very like her.

As soon as he opened the door, he gave a grunt and yelled out a

“Tadima”

And she would always greet him as she leaned over to his kiss his lips.

“Welcome home, Anata.” And she would gasp at the daisies as he would present them to her. She gave another soundly kiss before getting a vase.

“Thank you, Anata.”

Theme #074: Afro

There was no way; no way in hell would he put this afro on his head. He would not wear it even if it depended on his life. He wanted to kill someone for suggesting the idea of a 70’s party. There was no way, no way he would put on that afro. Even when Sakuno, who looked flabbergasted and could only let out a nervous laugh.

Golden eyes glared at his senpai-tachi and in turn, they grinned wildly with the idea. They were ready, ready to do anything to put Echizen Ryoma in an afro.

“No.” He stated coldly as he could.

“Awe, come on, Ochibi! It’s just an afro. You’re not going to look bad in it.” Momoshiro said, and only stepping closer.

Ryoma sighed and tug his girlfriend out of the costume shop.

“Nya, Ochibi, you’re no fun!” Eiji remarked as he went through the different costumes.

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Ryoma clasped her hand with his and leaned to kiss her hand.

“You know, Ryoma-kun… I really want to see you in an afro…”

Ryoma wanted to slap himself.

“No.”

“Mouuu, Ryoma-kun…”

Theme #075: Oath

“Do you Echizen Ryoma take Ryuzaki Sakuno to be your lawful wedded wife?” The priest asked.

“I do.” Ryoma replied as he slipped the ring onto her slender hand.

“Do you Ryuzaki Sakuno take Echizen Ryoma to be your lawful wedded husband?”

“I do.” As tears ran down her cheeks and slid the ring onto his hand. She watched him lovingly as he mouthed to her, “I love you.”

“By the powers invested in me, I now, pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.”

He leaned to claim her lips and they turned to the people, they love as they clapped and listened as the priest called out,

“I now, present you the newlyweds, Echizen Ryoma and Sakuno!”

Theme #076: Magic

Everything seemed so magical. The lights, the scent, the stars, just about everything were so magical. Something so breath-taking that she could have never imagine. She thought it was just like a distant star, far out of reach and far from the future. She had never thought of this night, her and his night could be so wonderful.

She wore the dress that she had always dreamed of. The silky ivory dress that just went pass her knees. Her auburn hair was no longer tied into two pigtails; but rather, down in loose curls.

She had never thought that he, of all people, fell in love with her. She was plain and ordinary, someone that anybody could look past her. At the moment he looked at her eyes, she knew it was forever. His golden eyes told her so.

“Please welcome Mr. And Mrs. Echizen Ryoma!” The announcer yelled.

They both stood out from the darkness and into the lights. Catcalls and yells could be heard throughout every corner of the room. She watched as many of her friends clicked and clanked their glasses with their silver forks, spoons or knives.

“Kiss, Kiss!” Their senpai-tachi hollered.

Sakuno could hear Ryoma chuckled as he claimed her lips. The kiss was slow and soft. He murmured to her, hiding his face from all the whistles and the hollers. She could only nod in response as he tugged her hand onto the dance floor. He clasped her hand, while his encircled around his waist and her hand touched his shoulder as they both moved slowly to the dance floor. The jazzy music filled through the air as they moved their bodies to the rhythm, slowly, and surely, they moved into the magical night.

Theme #077: Trick

She had been tricked. There was no doubt about it and there was no way to get out of this situation. Sakuno did her best to glare at her best friend, but failed miserably. She shouldn’t have come, and she should have noticed the twinkle in Tomo-chan’s eyes.

How stupid could she be? She wanted to slap and congratulate herself for such a job well done. Still after all these years, she still could not believe that Tomo-chan, of all people, was still as mischievous as she was in middle school.

“Oh, come on Sakuno! I mean, after all, it is simple.” Tomoko grinned gleefully and clapped her hands together.

“Ano, Tomo-chan… What would be the other choice?” Sakuno asked and glanced at the Tennis Prince, who was thrown into this mess.

“Well, then, you’ll have to tell us who you like then.” Tomoko grinned as Sakuno’s face went ten shades paler.

And she thought, Tomo-chan was nice. Here, this was Tomo-chan’s turf. And she was just plain evil.

“Fine.” Sakuno murmured and made sure to get back at Tomoko for this.

She turned to the Tennis Prince, who gave a lazy expression.

“Are you sure?” Sakuno questioned him.

“Betsuni.” Was the only reply from his mouth.

“Okay.” Sakuno breathed, and leaned to press her lips against his lips.

After a few seconds later, Sakuno departed her lips from his and moved to spin the bottle.

The bottle pointed towards her best friend. Sakuno grinned, and said:

“Truth or Dare?”

Theme #078: Mercy, Earthquake

Ryoma had always thought his first would be something different. He couldn’t exactly describe it. But, he didn’t know what possessed him to kiss her.

He brushed his hand against her cheek, making her turn her head and look in. He only simply leaned forward, closing his mouth over hers.

He didn’t know that the braided pigtail girl would finger through his hair and pull him closer. And he didn’t expect to fall.

It felt like the ground had opened up and was about to swallow them both. He felt light-headed and he thought his legs would never work properly again.

He never expected to feel like this like the world was titled and pulled away as nothing was ever going to be the same.

He didn’t know how to describe it. But, he knew that nothing was going to be same again.

Theme #079: China Dress

Sakuno stared at the white box. A shocked expression formed on her face, and she asked:

“What’s this?”

Ryoma smiled and tapped the box.

“Just open it and you’ll find out.”

Sakuno sighed and gave a quick peck on his lips. It was kind of him to think of her while he was at New York City. She opened the box, and moved aside the white tissue paper to reveal a pink dress. She blinked before pulling the dress out of the box.

The dress was made out of silk, and would fit her nicely. Along the sides were silts that would surely show her thigh. And if she tried it on… it would expose more than enough leg.

Sakuno thanked him and dropped the China Dress into the box.

Golden eyes questioned: “Do you like it?”

Sakuno blushed, nodded slowly and said:

“But, I don’t think I’ll be wearing that dress anytime soon Ryoma-kun.”

Theme #080: Could either be “nut,” “fruit,” or “berry.”

Ryoma had wonder how Sakuno could turn something as straightforward and simple as eating a fruit into something sexual. It shouldn’t be at all possible, but she had managed it. If it had been a banana, he could have understood it.

They were at a class fieldtrip and it was a strawberry farm. Sakuno was sitting alone, picking some strawberries to fill her basket and of course, washing the fruits. As she washed the fruit, she dipped the strawberry into the sugar that was provided to her.

She was holding the strawberry beneath her fingertips. She slowly dipped the strawberry into the sugar before taking a bite out of the strawberry. She would then proceed to lick the juice off her fingers with small, calculated swipes of her tongue. His eyes were closed to give him an appearance of doing something totally different. And once again, she took out another strawberry.

It was unwanted distraction. Here he was, trying to pick at least a good amount of strawberries. But, images of Ryuzaki Sakuno eating strawberries were frustrating as hell. The Tennis Prince was very tempted to go over there, pin her and claim her lips.

He wondered if her lips actually would taste as sweet as he imagined it.

Ryoma gave a small growl in the back of his throat and forced himself to pick more strawberries.

And definitely did not want to think of the interesting images his mind conjured up when he did look.

Author Notes: I apologized for updating so late. There are just two more chapters left! I am so happy that I am actually finishing a fic for the very first time. Anyway, I decided to post up all my back-up fanfics at my livejournal account, daydreams. Also, please do join our ryosaku community over at Livejournal (if you have a liverjournal account). Please go to community./ryosaku and join in! Post your fics, fanart, or anything related to Ryosaku there! We love to see more posts about RyoSaku!  Bye bye!