Title: It’s a Kind of Magic
Rating: G
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Character: Ibu Shinji/Echizen Ryoma
Author's Notes: 18th letter, from Ryoma to Shinji
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Shinji,
I think I’ve caught your insomnia. You sent it to me with your email. Thanks a lot. I thought about not writing you back right away as punishment, but I’m bored. There’s not a lot to do, and late night T.V. sucks.
Momo-senpai does the same thing, asking about your friend when I mention your emails. Che. Isn’t it easier to talk to someone who’s in the same country? I like the locking them up thing. Or hitting them. I can get behind the idea of hitting Momo-senpai. It won’t cause him any more brain damage.
…I’m going to regret this, but I have to ask. How do you know how hard it is to lock Kamio into a closet?
No injury is ever completely better. Look at Tezuka-buchou’s arm, and probably your buchou’s knee. It could be a weakness in your game now. Like the grip tape.
My…type? I…really don’t…have a type. I guess, someone who likes tennis and who isn’t boring, if I had to say. I know that because I like tennis, and I like not-boring people. It’d also be nice if the person wasn’t a moron. Guess that’s why I never got a crush on Momo-senpai. Monkey King might like tennis, but he is boring to me, and definitely a moron. Good. I don’t want you talking to him. He’s stupid and he flirts.
Some people like the talkers. You’re good at tennis, and you’re not boring. Guess you’re kinda good looking, too. So why wouldn’t someone like you?
So he’s not going to try to force you to kiss him some more? Good. Means I don’t have to serve balls at his head.
I’ve never kissed anyone, Shinji. How would I know what it feels like? And you owe me, by the way, because I asked ‘kassan for you, and now she thinks I like someone. Che. No one here worth liking. But she said you know, because it’s like magic, that when you look at them, it’s like someone has cast a spell over you and the only thing you can do is kiss them. Apparently that kiss is a very special, magical, and powerful thing. I’d believe her more if I didn’t see her kick my father in the shin this morning. He deserved it, though. Mada mada dane.
How did you start thinking…no. Just. NO. Do NOT give or offer that person sex. You’re not ever sure that kissing felt right. Sex…NO. I don’t like that thought, you doing that with him. It makes me feel weird, so, just. Don’t.
…that…really sucks for you, Shinji. I’m sorry. Oyaji…he’s a perv, yeah, but he’d never run around on ‘kassan. I…can’t believe everyone knew about it and was okay with it until now. Yeah, I can see you being numb. And…I might not be the best person for this, but when you stop feeling numb…you can talk to me, you know, Shinji.
You have to at least want to believe in love if you’re worried about kissing and sex.
A little over a week, now. I’m hurrying, Shinji. And yeah, your I.Q. might not have gone down, but your common sense has for sure. I’ll fix that, too.
--Ryoma
P.S.: We’ll find out if you can challenge me soon, I guess. Fine. No grip tape. I’ll think of something to bet, then. You know, they probably have help for your grip tape addiction, right? And don’t even go there with the date thing. I hate that word.