Hello again Come meet a new short story.

It's not a long story anymore. I'm going to write this Naruto story as the final, final story.

After getting married, I feel guilty. And I was busy too, so I thought it would be good to write a short story!( ^

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And because during this period I am very addicted to The Prince of Tennis. Very addicted, many pairs (pairs

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And this story is The Prince of Tennis novel.

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If anyone can't read it, that's okay. Will have to wait for the Naruto novel as before.

This story was written suddenly in just 2 days because I had read many couples. There were people who wanted to read this couple's story but it was hard to find.

So!! Made it up even though it's about a tattoo.

They are a pair: Yukimura (Me) and Echizen (Ke).

B E R L I N

Thank you for the beautiful theme.

It must be something...

Fate...or fate

Made me meet...that child...

"I'll give it to you."

“Huh?” Yukimura moaned in confusion. When a four-leaf clover was held in front of him, He looked up and saw that it was a young boy of eleven and ten years old. black and green hair The golden eyes were cold and expressionless, contrary to what he was doing.

“Why did you...?” He didn't even have time to ask. The young man's voice suddenly rang out.

“I see you keep looking at the sky...and looking sad...Are you going into surgery?” Yes, he is currently at the hospital and will have surgery in a few days. I don't know if I'll be able to look at the sky like this again. That's why I came down to breathe air until I met this child.

Yukimura received Clover and said thank you. So the young man had the opportunity to sit next to him as well.

"You know I'm in surgery?"

“I've seen it a lot...a heart that likes to float and disappear with the wind...is someone who is afraid of what will happen in the future.” He looked at the young man with interest as he was guessing correctly.

“....You speak like you're not afraid at all. That's right. You don't understand the heart of someone who is about to die. You never know when you'll die. It's funny if your heart stops beating. And I didn't know I was dead, hehe.” Yukimura chuckled, mocking himself. But when the young man didn't laugh at what he said because his face was so furrowed,

“Even though I'm not a sick person, But I was the one waiting for the sick person to come back. Those who wait have no different feelings.” The young man looked out into the vast sky. With a sad smile, even though his eyes remained silent.

“I, too, am waiting for my sister. she is sleeping I have been sleeping for over a year in a condition that has not yet escaped danger. I hope that you will try to wake up and make me happy a little.”

“…….” Yukimura was silent as the other person said. Symptoms of sadness and guilt occur together. He thought in another way. He is a sick man who is already suffering. Those who are waiting, such as his parents and friends, will suffer equally. Still staying by our side because we're afraid we'll think too much. We still come and talk every day because we're afraid of being lonely.

Sometimes they still feel sorry. Even though she smiled to relieve his worries

He never noticed.

that there was someone waiting for him as well

Waiting for him to go back He still had things to do.

“You are trying too. I believe you still want to live, right?” The green-and-black-haired youth turned and smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth showing. Just that, it made him feel like he was happy.

But I don't know why, my heart felt incredibly open and warm....

“Um,” Yukimura replied. With a smile in response, that smile made him feel much better after worrying all this time.

“I'll excuse myself.” The young man stood up from the bench but didn't take a step forward. A slender white hand grabbed the small hand before the small figure turned to him.

“What is your name?” I wanted to ask first. If we meet again, we will definitely thank you.

"Echizen Ryoma," the small figure said. Then walked back to the hospital behind. Yukimura looked out of sight and then turned to look at the cowl in his hand. He smiled happily, not because he forced a smile like before. Because he has seen his light. He knew exactly what Clover meant.

Good luck.

We will definitely meet again, Ryoma.

7 months have passed

The vast tennis court in the stadium is packed with people from all over the world gathering to watch the final two national teams compete. In this tennis competition, it has come to the final singles match to determine the number one team in the country.

“Ask the athletes to come down and report,” the shout of the referee sitting on the chair called for two children to get up and walk to opposite sides of the court. In the split second of holding hands His short, wavy, shoulder-length blue hair was held in a jade green headband, fluttering in the breeze. Dark blue eyes looked at the opponent in front of them with delight. Because he was the person he expected to be his rival.

"Let's just...have fun, Echizen Ryoma-kun."

The race has begun. Even if we've only known each other for a few minutes. But he wouldn't give up!

The tall figure delivered a powerful and quick shot. But the small figure ran and counterattacked easily. After a while, he began to use his abilities that had been gifted to him since childhood. This put Ryoma in a difficult situation. But he smiled happily. It wasn't because the competitor was going insane from losing his five senses.

But because I want to know how to defeat him.....

....How long has it been since we felt this way?

“Game An Match Echizen Ryoma 6-4!” Even though he lost, he still smiled. For him...

"Sorry everyone" as team captain For him to lose is to make the whole team lose. But he didn't blame himself. Because he played to his fullest and had fun too.

“Captain Yukimura, hey! I'm really impressed, huh!” The real youngest, Kirihara Akaya, sobbed as she saw the captain finish the race. Even if you lose, it's okay.

"I don't see the need to cry," Yukimura said. When my younger generation pushes it a little too far to the point of crying, it's a serious condition. Maybe he should have Renji take Akaya to the doctor for a checkup. Yukimura laughed slightly in his throat. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Vice Captain Sanada Genichiro handing him a towel.

“Thank you.”

“.....Seiji, you look happy. During the competition, he smiled often. What is there to be happy about?” Sanada said while thinking in his head. It started after Yukimura's surgery went well. When I woke up I smiled all the time. Not forcing a smile either. Making them confused, they were like chickens with wide-eyed eyes that the pretty-faced captain (hey!!) smiled cruelly. heavy-handed in the past You can turn it around at this stage.

“I'm just happy to be able to compete again, that's all.”

“?” The real people turned their heads and looked at each other, communicating with their eyes in unison without saying a word. Now they were quite confused. Even though he had competed with many others, only this competition had made Captain Rikai this happy and happy. What made it change like this?

“Genichiro, I think it has more to do with this opponent.” The club's chief of staff raised his hand in protection and whispered in the vice-captain's ear, then turned to look at the captain, who turned to look at the opponent being tossed up into the sky by the real member of the club.

“Ah, probably right.”

Stiff~ Stiff~

“Yanagi-senpai,” Akaya pulled on his sweatshirt to make him turn around. The chief of staff turned and looked at the junior's index finger pointing at the captain.

“Huh?”

“I........have never seen.....a captain smile like that before.” It was true, Yukimura was looking warmly at the boy in the distance. A soft and gentle smile appeared on that face, believing that it was their captain.

“..........” After only a glance, the tall figure turned around and rested on the chair again.

“Genichiro, I have something to do after this. You guys go back first.” Yukimura looked at the real people standing around him as if worried about his condition after this match.

“Where are you going? It's definitely okay.”

“I told you, I'm fine. Don't worry.” He smiled at everyone who looked at him worriedly. His condition has improved, but he is still not in trouble. Everyone still looks at him like he is a patient who refuses to return to the hospital.

After receiving the runner-up medal He picked up his racquet bag and slung it over his shoulder and ran off the court before the team could ask him where he was going. But it wasn't too late.

“Where are you going in such a hurry?” Bunta asked as soon as he saw Yukimura running out of sight.

The real Seshun returned to his school to bring the championship flag to the club room and immediately thought of returning. The real second-year Momoshiro asked the youngest member of the club.

"Do you want me to drop you off, Echizen?"

"No, I can go back myself." The little one picked up his hat and put it on. Open the door. Just as he was out of the school gates, a slender hand grabbed his hand and took him running out of the school. Before he could even prepare, his feet were already fast and he ran far. When I asked, I couldn't breathe in time.

“Wow!” The white cap was about to fall off his head. Another small hand reached out and held it down. Just then, round, dark brass eyes saw a wide, yellow back from a familiar sweatshirt, as if they had only recently met.

“Hey, you!” until I had to call out. Until we arrived at a public park until the person who brought the small figure came running. turned to him Gentle blue eyes were looking at him.

“We haven't seen each other for a long time.” Yukimura smiled widely, happy to see each other again. Even if it's sudden because he found it himself.

“Mr. Yukimura…” Ryoma looked annoyed at the person in front of him. I dragged it a long way!

“Sorry for dragging you all the way here. I just want to talk to you.” He walked over and sat on the wooden bench and patted the side of him, motioning for the small figure to come sit. Once seated, without wasting time, Ryoma immediately got to the point.

“So what's the matter?” Even though he asked, he didn't dare look at the face of the person from the side!

"...I can't see your face at all."

“Why is that?”

"I just want to see your face." Ryoma's voice trailed off and he turned his head to meet his eyes. But he was stopped when the other party gave him a warm smile that he couldn't help but smile at. Why do you have to smile?

“Ah, uh…” Yukimura saw that the small figure was acting erratically, so he was the first to invite him to talk.

“I never thought that We will meet as competitors.”

“I also didn't expect your name to be Yukimura Seiji.” It was unexpected for him as well. When I heard that I was called the Son of God They are probably people who are born narcissistic. Thinking that you are created by God to be superior to other people makes you want to try things. When we met, he was shocked too, but didn't show much on his face.

“Huh?” The tall man laughed as the boy looked at him, who was now confused. His brows furrowed into a knot. Plus, you can see the blood vessels clinging to the temples of your head. He must have been annoyed that he had brought up the issue of the competition that made him so angry.

“You probably already know why. That's how I got this nickname."

“Huh....And how were you after that?” Ryoma asked Yukimura. Because he is worried too but...as a senior right now.

“Thank you.” The tall figure looked at the small figure who was also looking at him.

“Huh?” Ryoma shouted in surprise at his sudden thank you. What was the matter?

“Because of you, I was able to recover from my illness until I could play like I used to again.” It started from that time. He turned to physical therapy more often. Start walking more Run better Until the surgery, he still took that thing with him.

“Yes, but I think it's more because you don't give up. Because you also want to play tennis again, right?” For Ryoma, encouragement is important. But if there is something more to be done, it will be a much more important motivation. It would be impossible for him to give such a tall body such strength.

“It's true, but it's mostly because of you.” Yukimura smiled softly, causing his small body to start to palpitate as if he was sick.

“Before going into surgery The doctor told me that the success rate is very low. And it was true, my heart stopped for a while until the doctor said I would probably die. At that time, I suddenly thought of you. Until the heart miraculously began to beat again.”

“!....So...how do you know that you're going to die?” It must be a very difficult thing. To know that you are about to die and then...think about him like that....it's....//////

“That's right, back then it was very light. His head was completely empty and white. Can't think of anything? I'm afraid I'll forget. Afraid that I will forget everything At that time, I reached her,” the tall figure said, looking at the dark orange sky that was as beautiful as the clear afternoon sky. Ryoma bowed his head and listened to the person next to him. Because he didn't want it to show that now he was starting to lose control of himself.

“….Ni, do you know what that means?” Yukimura was puzzled by the question and turned to look at the small figure who was bent so that his head was almost touching the ground. So he reached out and grabbed Ryoma's face, lifting him up until he could see the bright red color of blood on both cheeks. The golden eyes trembled visibly. Because the light from the light bulb makes it possible to see even when the surroundings are starting to get dark. His eyes widened in shock but he didn't intend to loosen his arms.

“Let me go!” I was afraid that he would start to see that he wasn't blushing because he had a fever or something. The more I stayed and stared at those eyes, the more my heart began to soften.

"I won't let you go," Yukimura said decisively. Looking into round eyes If you could stare and see what the other person was thinking, it would be great if anyone else would think like this. But Yukimura could know this just by looking at it. Because he had already caused the other party's senses to become disturbed. This matter is therefore very comfortable.

"release!"

"I won't let you....you...."

“…….” The small figure could only make up his mind to let the tall figure continue to support his face. Even though I'm glad he's touching me, this is too close!

“Did you know that four-leaf clovers are nothing more than good luck?”

“Huh!” cried the young man, shocked that this was even mentioned. It made my heart tremble more than half the time I was greeted. He had heard that clover meant good luck. But I don't know the depth of people who like flowers. If it has a bad meaning He must have been misunderstood.

“Four-leaf clovers have different meanings on each leaf.”

“Most people, if they come across a four-pointed star, they assume that it means good luck.”

“But I like this story. So I didn't just look at the overall picture. But look at each lobe and its color.” I don't know why the more he spoke, the more gentle his voice became. Ryoma closed his eyes, afraid that his closeness and voice would cause something in his heart to spill out.

“So, what is it?!” With fear, the tray made his voice tremble as well. Yukimura could only laugh inwardly. But the face still retains its original expression.

“The first point is hope, just like you told me not to give up hope.”

“The second hexagram is confidence and faith. You convinced me to stay and play tennis again in the future.” His wavy blue hair began to sway with the force of gravity. A face that kept bowing down until....

“Third pentagram……”

Slender lips gently touched small pink lips. Ryoma's eyes widened at the unfamiliar contact on his lips, so startled that he didn't push away. Yukimura found an opportunity to use his tongue to penetrate the inside of his cheek. Sweeping up the sweetness everywhere until the little body began to fall asleep after just a moment.

Because his little body was beginning to run out of air. The tall figure unfortunately removed his lips.

"……love"

"Ah ///////" The air dropped as soon as the kiss was removed. Ryoma's face was so red that he couldn't control himself and turned away from him when the tall figure released his hand.

“What exactly do you think of me, hmm?”

“.......” Ryoma's voice came out softly. But their proximity made Yukimura hear it. But for another level of certainty, we have to ask again.

"what?"

".....Love." Ryoma tried to say it, but it was still quiet even though it had been a little loud. But I turned around and talked in another direction. Will the tall figure hear this?

“When talking to other people I need to turn around and talk.”

Grab it!

"Me!..." With a mixture of irritation and embarrassment, he thought about turning around and shouting. But when I turned around, I saw a close face and a squinting smile at the corner of my mouth.

Ni, are you planning to tease him again?

"hair...."

“Huh? hair?"

“I...I......hey! I like Mr. Yukimura!!” His tall figure seemed to rush to speak. Ryoma was shocked when he made a sudden noise like this, so he shouted out. The result was that his face was as red as an eggplant and he couldn't even see his face. If he stays like this for a long time, he may not be able to bear it. The small figure then got up and walked away from the tall figure, and the way to go was no longer the way home.

“Huh, Ryoma...wait.” Yukimura covered his small laughing mouth with his hand. So he called the small figure to stop and actually stopped as Yukimura called the small figure by his real name. He didn't want to turn around at all.

“Ryoma…”

Hello~

The sleeves of the dark yellow warm shirt completely hugged the real Seshun's body. The heart that was once beating so fast, when hugged close to the chest, hearing the sound of the other person's heartbeat made it almost leak out.

“Seichi loves Ryoma.”

“Thank you so much for coming to me.” The hug was stronger than before, as words that came from the heart without any teasing or pretense. Now my mind began to calm down. But not before Ryoma turned back to him.

kiss!

The small figure's soft cheeks were decorated with Yukimura's kisses. The heart that had not yet recovered from the leak came back to beat faster and more frequently than before. The small hand removed the hand holding him and quickly rushed forward.

“Ryoma, your house doesn't go that way! Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh” Seiji shouted covering his mouth before the little body became embarrassed and ran away from him until he couldn't see him. A small figure heard a sound coming from afar and had to stop and brake. Shocked and embarrassed at the same time Shocked that the tall figure knew which way his house was, and embarrassed that it was actually his own house that he had turned in the wrong direction.

The most likely is the latter. Yukimura's face was so full of laughter and redness at the same time that he had to shake his stomach.

"crazy people!"

In the bedroom of a house A small blue note made from a fine hardcover was being blown by the slightest breeze from the open window, so that its cover was blowing on the opposite side. White sheets of paper, some with crumpled pages, kept blowing open. Wrinkled paper became less visible. It stopped in front of a brown four-leaf clover, dry and crisp, but without any fallen leaves, as if it had been well preserved. along with the letters on the bookmarked page

Thank you for making me see the light, Ryoma....

If you look behind you, you will see some things.

“Whoa, big celebration this time!!” Kikumaru shouted as he emerged from the bushes that were blocking the view of the two lovers.

“Yes! That guy has a girlfriend and he needs to get bigger.”

“Eiji, Momo, they'll just hear.” The gold-racing pair like Oishi had to keep rebuking him about this. He was really worried if these two people found out about this. What kind of curry will he be boiled into?

“Is it okay? Those two have gone too far,” Achariya Seshun told the vice-captain who could tell he was thinking too much. Then turned to find another person who.....

“...Then why do I have to come here...?” The cold captain said, annoyed and embarrassed at seeing a love scene that he shouldn't have seen. He could only hold his left hand as the image from just a moment ago was still stuck in his mind and brain. Can't erase it!

"It's been a while since something like this happened, Nina Tezuka." Fuji patted his father's irritated left shoulder. And right now, he's bending over and following them.

“I think I got some good information.” A voice called out, causing the five people to turn around and look. The data van was crammed full of information in green notes.

“If I keep watching Echizen, I will also find Yukimura's weak points.”

This guy is clearly talking about the villagers!!!

* This story is slightly based on the story.

Ryoma doesn't have a younger sister. Wright just added color ><