Here it is people. The long awaited sequel to Love of the Game! I now give you the first chapter to Rematch in the Game of Love!
A strong gust of wind blew by, causing a young woman to loose a few papers in the process. Chasing after them, her dark locks of hair flying along with the wind, the woman tried desperately to grab at the twirling sheets of paper. It was only when a man—broad shouldered and tall in stature—clasped his hands around the flying papers that she was able to stop running and retrieve her runaway work. The young woman bowed, thanking the man repeatedly for his kind action, only making the man return her gratefulness with a wide smile. Taking this as a perfect time, I snapped the picture, letting my camera do the rest of the work as I smiled at the wonderful scene before me.
"Are you ever going to put that camera down, Fuji?"
I looked to my friend sitting across from me, before glancing back outside the window to where the people I had just photographed had been. They had gone their separate ways, their thoughts of each other probably already forgotten. Turning back to my friend, I put on a calm smile.
"Saa, I'm sorry about that, Saeki," I apologized, setting my camera down on the table before us, "You know how I get when I see a scene worth taking a picture."
Saeki smiled, nodding his head in agreement, "Yeah, I know. So I'm guessing you're pursuing the career as a photographer then?"
I nodded, my lasting smile never leaving my face once, "Yes, but I'm not sure what I want to be photographing for a living yet. I guess for now I'll just take pictures for the journalists' group back at school to make a bit of money."
"That's a pretty good idea," he said, taking a sip of the coffee he had bought upon entering the local café, "It should also give you time and experience to help you figure out what you want to do."
"What about you?" I asked, gently picking up my own cup of coffee, "How are your studies going? What was it you were going to do again; something with aquatics?"
"Marine biology," he corrected, giving me a small smirk, "And my studies are going fine."
"How's Oishi? He's in your class as well, right?"
"Oh, yeah, he's doing fine," Saeki replied, setting his cup down after finishing off the last drop. "He stayed back during his lunch break to catch up on the lessons he missed."
"Oh yes, that's right," I said, remembering how Oishi had been bed ridden for a few days now, "He had a minor case of the flu, hadn't he?"
"Yeah, but now that's he's a bit better he's back to his worrywart self. I swear, with the way he cares for people so much, maybe he should've became a doctor," Saeki laughed, causing me to chuckle along with him. Glancing at his watch, Saeki placed some money on the table next to his cup before standing, "Sorry, Fuji, but I have to get back to class now. It was nice talking to you again."
"Likewise," I said, waving a small goodbye before glancing at my own watch, "Saa, looks like it's time for me to get going as well."
Quickly finishing up the rest of my coffee, I set my payment down on the table just as Saeki had done. I stood silently, picking up my camera as I placed the strap around my neck allowing it to safely dangle. As I stepped out of the small coffee shop, I felt the chilling winter air blow by, ruffling at my brown hair. It was back to college for me.
Taking my cell phone out of my pocket, I looked at the caller ID only to notice the familiar name of one of my instructors. I pressed 'ACCEPT', placing the phone to my ear as I greeted the person calling.
"Ah, Fuji, I'm sorry to be calling you on such short notice; especially after school hours." I recognized the familiar voice of my photography instructor. Questioning him on what he had wanted to talk about, I urged him to continue. "You see, I knew you were looking for a part time job so when I saw this ad for one in the paper, I immediately thought of you. How would you like to be a photographer for a small time newspaper?"
"That'd be great," I said, thanking my instructor many times over for telling me about this opportunity. I quickly took out a pen and paper so I could write down the information.
"All you have to do is go in for an interview and they'll see if you're up to par for the job," he explained after telling me where I could find the small company, "Of course, I believe the best student in class will more than exceed their expectations."
I chuckled, thanking him once more as we hung up. Tomorrow I would head to the company, first thing in the morning.
THE NEXT DAY
I had decided to walk to the small newspaper company, seeing that it was only a few blocks away from the small apartment building that I was currently residing in; I had a folder in my hands, the contents inside being a few sample pictures of what I can do. It was a chilly day outside on this winter morning so I tugged my scarf closer, enjoying the warmth that it brought along with it. Looking up at the clouds above, I could tell that we were nowhere near the weather being right enough for snow since there was nary a cloud in the sky.
My thoughts about the weather were soon interrupted as my cell phone rang. I answered, smiling a very rare true smile as I heard the voice of a close friend.
"Saa, good morning to you too, Oishi," I said, pressing the button to a crosswalk before walking forward, "Saeki told me that you're better now. How's class?"
I heard Oishi chuckle on the other side of the line. "It's all fine now. After staying back I've finally caught up with the rest of the class. Anyways, I was calling to tell you that there's going to be a little reunion this Monday for everyone. Just a small get together for everyone we knew back in Seigaku."
"Sounds like fun," I said, agreeing to go. I had been wondering how our friends had been doing ever since we moved onto college. It had been too long since I'd seen Ryoma, Momo, Kaidoh, or even Eiji.
Oishi told me where the reunion would be and we both said our goodbyes. Putting my cell phone back into my pocket, I opened the door to a small, one story building. I seemed to be in some sort of waiting area which was part of a bigger part of the office area. This was where I would be having my interview.
"Excuse me," I said, interrupting a young woman sitting at a desk from her reading. She glanced at me, asking if I had an appointment. "Yes, I do in fact."
She looked at me with a bored expression, pointing over to the chairs I had just passed by. "I'll send a message to Takada-san and see if he's ready for you. In the meanwhile, please sit there."
I nodded, thanking her as I turned to sit. As I turned, I noticed another person enter the waiting area, quickly striding her way to the front desk where I had just been.
"Excuse me miss," the young lady said in a soft voice, "I have an appointment with Takada-san. I'm under the name, Amagumo."
Turning in the young lady's direction, a look of pure curiosity settled on my features. I watched as the receptionist at the desk told the young lady the same thing she had told me. The young lady turned, walking to a seat that was two seats away from me. I turned as well, following her with my eyes. When she had finally settled into her seat, I decided to speak.
"Is that you, Tsuki-chan?"
The young lady's head turned to me in shock, charcoal eyes staring at me with slight confusion. I smiled, watching as realization hit her as she tucked a long strand of black hair behind her ear.
"Oh my gosh," she breathed, "Fuji."
Whoa. Suspenseful beginning chapter, huh? Sorry it's short, but what can you expect of a introduction chapter? I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of Rematch in the Game of Love.
IMPORTANT NOTICE: To the person who asked if she could be an OC in my story, could you please PM me the information about your character again? I accidently deleted it… My bad. Sorry for the inconvenience, but it's vital for my next chapter.