[Script Log] Balls and Cans
Who: Echizen Ryoma & Osakada Tomoka
Where: The courts and around campus
What: The aftermath of a tennis game
When: June 23rd
Warning: G
Comments: Sure. ^.^
Tomoka: *not a very long match, hardly worked up a sweat really, and ended up winning but definitely not there to gloat* I got to play Ryoma~ *cheers, still just happy about that*
Ryoma: *he is sweaty, winded, but there's a small grin on his face* Yeah, did you see that? *he means a serve that almost seemed like a good old twist serve. Almost* I got one serve ace on your ass~
Tomoka: You did! It was amazing~ *giggles, brings a towel over to him*
Ryoma: *wipes his face thoroughly* Okay. Let me buy you a soda, okay?
Tomoka: Ooh, goody. *smiles and nods*
Ryoma: *starts to wheel away* Your form's pretty damn good, Osakada.
Tomoka: Well I learned from watching the best. *winks, following along*
Ryoma: Horio, huh? *grin*
Tomoka: *rolls eyes* Hardly, though I guess I did get plenty of practice figuring out ways around both your styles thanks to buchou-boy.
Ryoma: It's kinda weird... Horio of all people have been a captain, and I haven't. *purses his lips thoughtfully as he stops by the vending machine* ... What do you want?
Tomoka: Whatever you want of course, silly. *tilts head noticing him being thoughtful* Being captain or not isn't important, I mean I never officially got to play on the girl's team after all. Some are just more inclined to it than others but a good player will always be a good player. Especially you, Ryoma~
Ryoma: ... *chooses some cola for both of them; ponta can wait, he wants to be social* Here you go. And... Yeah, I guess so. But you know, I'm not really a good player anymore.
Tomoka: I think you know better than anyone that being a good player isn't about winning or being skilled all the time. *smiles*
Ryoma: You still have so much damn faith in me, girl. *sighs and grins, opening his cola can*
Tomoka: I'm a fan until the end, Ryoma~ *giggles and opens her cola to take a sip* And a friend forever.
Ryoma: Okay, sappy warning. Come here. Hug. *looks as though he ordered her to commit seppuku*
Tomoka: *laughs lightly and nods, coming over to hug him*
Ryoma: ... Your hair's damn tickly.
Tomoka: That's how I like it~ *shakes head a little to tickle him*
Ryoma: *twitch twitch giggle* Cut it out!
Tomoka: Okay~ *pinches his cheek*
Ryoma: And that's better? How? *pinches back!*
Tomoka: Because you act bratty. *giggles, doesn't really mind*
Ryoma: Says the major brat herself. I'll run you over~ I have the wheels, I'm warning you..!
Tomoka: *pokes his nose and then moves away to give him his space again* It'd be an honor~
Ryoma: *grins* Idiot. *takes a few deep breaths, still a bit out of it, and then drinks a little* Mm, it's good. *not Ponta good, but good enough*
Tomoka: *takes another sip as well and nods* So how does it feel to play again?
Ryoma: ... Strange. *stares down at the can* I mean.... In a way, it's like I'm just mocking myself. It's not like it was before. At all. And I'm so out of shape it's not even funny... *takes a sip* At the same time? It's that familiar feeling. Me and the racket, and the ball. The opponent on the other side of the net. It's liberating, kind of. And I'm glad no idiots showed up while we played...
Tomoka: If they did I have a few tricks to take care of them myself. *devious glint in her eyes* But I'm glad to see you playing again, even if it's not the same as it used to be.
Ryoma: ... Yeah... *stares down at the tennis bag by his feet* It's so weird. I'm proud... That I can do this much. But at the same time I'm so damn angry I can hardly breathe, you know?
Tomoka: *pats his shoulder* It'll just take time, but that just means you were having fun which should come first.
Ryoma: I'll never be a Pro tennis player. *glances back at her* You know, it's so weird, hearing myself say that, and then I don't feel bad about it. You know?
Tomoka: It just means that you can work towards a new dreams. *smiles* And you're happy just playing for the sake of it, a lot of the senpai here have done the same after all.
Ryoma: Yeah. Hey, what do you wanna do?
Tomoka: Me~? *takes a sip of cola and tilts her head thinking* Hm... I haven't quite decided yet I suppose. For now I just wanted to enjoy a bit of freedom and that I get to see everyone else again just like old times is a plus.
Ryoma: You don't miss the brats?
Tomoka: I do, but they're growing up too and it's not like I haven't spent a lot of time with them already. *giggles* But... taking care of them so much makes me wonder if I might like something like that...
Ryoma: You mean, like a Kindergarten teacher or something?
Tomoka: *nods* Something like that.
You could always try for coaching the little league.
Tomoka: There's that too. *giggles* But you know my real dream is to just be a simple house wife and be spoiled by a lovely husband~ *half lying*
Ryoma: You'd kill him before you'd let him pamper you too much. *smirk*
Tomoka: How rude, I'd take my time I'll have you know. A girl needs to be spoiled!
Ryoma: And when you're done with him? What then? *eyebrow quirk*
Tomoka: I'll bring him back on his feet and expect more later of course. *wink*
Ryoma: You know, some people would just call you a psycho and be done with it.
Tomoka: *laughs* Most would, but then the ones who stick around long enough must be more out of their minds~
Ryoma: Are you calling me a wackjob?
Tomoka: Maybe, maybe not~ *giggles and ruffles his hair*
Ryoma: *laughs* *cough cough* ... Hair in my mouth.
Tomoka: *pulls it out of his face and smiles*
Ryoma: ... Maybe I should get a haircut... You know what one of the first things I said to Ryuzaki was?
Tomoka: Hair's too long~? *giggles*
Ryoma: Yup. *grins*
Tomoka: You could always braid yours too or pull it up. *gathers his hair in mini pigtails*
Ryoma: ... Okay, with that hairdo... How much do I look like a girl? Seriously? *sweatdrop*
Tomoka: The prettiest girl I've ever seen~ *teases*
Ryoma: *bats eyelashes* Envious?
Tomoka: Totally. *lets his hair down and giggles*
Ryoma: *brushes it back from his face* You know I'm pretty.
Tomoka: Of course you are~
Ryoma: I had a great time today. Really.
Tomoka: Good, I'm glad. *throws away her finished can* I won't say no if you want to do it again, hehe.
Ryoma: You bet. I need any pick-me-up I can get. *face darkens* I'm just so damn happy I have you guys. You and Horio and Kachirou... And Tai, of course. But...
Tomoka: It's okay to be happy, silly. We're all happy to have you too. *hugs him again*
Ryoma: *hugs back*
Tomoka: You deserve to be happy and around friends and have fun Ryoma, don't let anyone ever tell you different. *smiles*
Ryoma: .... *smiles bleakly; people tell him different all the time* *doesn't point this out, since she knows this already, and it's not something he likes addressing*
Tomoka: *pats his head* I'll walk you back and make some lunch. Whatever you want~
Ryoma: Somen.
Tomoka: Somen it is then~
Where: The courts and around campus
What: The aftermath of a tennis game
When: June 23rd
Warning: G
Comments: Sure. ^.^
Tomoka: *not a very long match, hardly worked up a sweat really, and ended up winning but definitely not there to gloat* I got to play Ryoma~ *cheers, still just happy about that*
Ryoma: *he is sweaty, winded, but there's a small grin on his face* Yeah, did you see that? *he means a serve that almost seemed like a good old twist serve. Almost* I got one serve ace on your ass~
Tomoka: You did! It was amazing~ *giggles, brings a towel over to him*
Ryoma: *wipes his face thoroughly* Okay. Let me buy you a soda, okay?
Tomoka: Ooh, goody. *smiles and nods*
Ryoma: *starts to wheel away* Your form's pretty damn good, Osakada.
Tomoka: Well I learned from watching the best. *winks, following along*
Ryoma: Horio, huh? *grin*
Tomoka: *rolls eyes* Hardly, though I guess I did get plenty of practice figuring out ways around both your styles thanks to buchou-boy.
Ryoma: It's kinda weird... Horio of all people have been a captain, and I haven't. *purses his lips thoughtfully as he stops by the vending machine* ... What do you want?
Tomoka: Whatever you want of course, silly. *tilts head noticing him being thoughtful* Being captain or not isn't important, I mean I never officially got to play on the girl's team after all. Some are just more inclined to it than others but a good player will always be a good player. Especially you, Ryoma~
Ryoma: ... *chooses some cola for both of them; ponta can wait, he wants to be social* Here you go. And... Yeah, I guess so. But you know, I'm not really a good player anymore.
Tomoka: I think you know better than anyone that being a good player isn't about winning or being skilled all the time. *smiles*
Ryoma: You still have so much damn faith in me, girl. *sighs and grins, opening his cola can*
Tomoka: I'm a fan until the end, Ryoma~ *giggles and opens her cola to take a sip* And a friend forever.
Ryoma: Okay, sappy warning. Come here. Hug. *looks as though he ordered her to commit seppuku*
Tomoka: *laughs lightly and nods, coming over to hug him*
Ryoma: ... Your hair's damn tickly.
Tomoka: That's how I like it~ *shakes head a little to tickle him*
Ryoma: *twitch twitch giggle* Cut it out!
Tomoka: Okay~ *pinches his cheek*
Ryoma: And that's better? How? *pinches back!*
Tomoka: Because you act bratty. *giggles, doesn't really mind*
Ryoma: Says the major brat herself. I'll run you over~ I have the wheels, I'm warning you..!
Tomoka: *pokes his nose and then moves away to give him his space again* It'd be an honor~
Ryoma: *grins* Idiot. *takes a few deep breaths, still a bit out of it, and then drinks a little* Mm, it's good. *not Ponta good, but good enough*
Tomoka: *takes another sip as well and nods* So how does it feel to play again?
Ryoma: ... Strange. *stares down at the can* I mean.... In a way, it's like I'm just mocking myself. It's not like it was before. At all. And I'm so out of shape it's not even funny... *takes a sip* At the same time? It's that familiar feeling. Me and the racket, and the ball. The opponent on the other side of the net. It's liberating, kind of. And I'm glad no idiots showed up while we played...
Tomoka: If they did I have a few tricks to take care of them myself. *devious glint in her eyes* But I'm glad to see you playing again, even if it's not the same as it used to be.
Ryoma: ... Yeah... *stares down at the tennis bag by his feet* It's so weird. I'm proud... That I can do this much. But at the same time I'm so damn angry I can hardly breathe, you know?
Tomoka: *pats his shoulder* It'll just take time, but that just means you were having fun which should come first.
Ryoma: I'll never be a Pro tennis player. *glances back at her* You know, it's so weird, hearing myself say that, and then I don't feel bad about it. You know?
Tomoka: It just means that you can work towards a new dreams. *smiles* And you're happy just playing for the sake of it, a lot of the senpai here have done the same after all.
Ryoma: Yeah. Hey, what do you wanna do?
Tomoka: Me~? *takes a sip of cola and tilts her head thinking* Hm... I haven't quite decided yet I suppose. For now I just wanted to enjoy a bit of freedom and that I get to see everyone else again just like old times is a plus.
Ryoma: You don't miss the brats?
Tomoka: I do, but they're growing up too and it's not like I haven't spent a lot of time with them already. *giggles* But... taking care of them so much makes me wonder if I might like something like that...
Ryoma: You mean, like a Kindergarten teacher or something?
Tomoka: *nods* Something like that.
You could always try for coaching the little league.
Tomoka: There's that too. *giggles* But you know my real dream is to just be a simple house wife and be spoiled by a lovely husband~ *half lying*
Ryoma: You'd kill him before you'd let him pamper you too much. *smirk*
Tomoka: How rude, I'd take my time I'll have you know. A girl needs to be spoiled!
Ryoma: And when you're done with him? What then? *eyebrow quirk*
Tomoka: I'll bring him back on his feet and expect more later of course. *wink*
Ryoma: You know, some people would just call you a psycho and be done with it.
Tomoka: *laughs* Most would, but then the ones who stick around long enough must be more out of their minds~
Ryoma: Are you calling me a wackjob?
Tomoka: Maybe, maybe not~ *giggles and ruffles his hair*
Ryoma: *laughs* *cough cough* ... Hair in my mouth.
Tomoka: *pulls it out of his face and smiles*
Ryoma: ... Maybe I should get a haircut... You know what one of the first things I said to Ryuzaki was?
Tomoka: Hair's too long~? *giggles*
Ryoma: Yup. *grins*
Tomoka: You could always braid yours too or pull it up. *gathers his hair in mini pigtails*
Ryoma: ... Okay, with that hairdo... How much do I look like a girl? Seriously? *sweatdrop*
Tomoka: The prettiest girl I've ever seen~ *teases*
Ryoma: *bats eyelashes* Envious?
Tomoka: Totally. *lets his hair down and giggles*
Ryoma: *brushes it back from his face* You know I'm pretty.
Tomoka: Of course you are~
Ryoma: I had a great time today. Really.
Tomoka: Good, I'm glad. *throws away her finished can* I won't say no if you want to do it again, hehe.
Ryoma: You bet. I need any pick-me-up I can get. *face darkens* I'm just so damn happy I have you guys. You and Horio and Kachirou... And Tai, of course. But...
Tomoka: It's okay to be happy, silly. We're all happy to have you too. *hugs him again*
Ryoma: *hugs back*
Tomoka: You deserve to be happy and around friends and have fun Ryoma, don't let anyone ever tell you different. *smiles*
Ryoma: .... *smiles bleakly; people tell him different all the time* *doesn't point this out, since she knows this already, and it's not something he likes addressing*
Tomoka: *pats his head* I'll walk you back and make some lunch. Whatever you want~
Ryoma: Somen.
Tomoka: Somen it is then~