Ryoma Echizen is nothing like his father.

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Ryoma's father is annoying.

Sakuno leapt to try and reach the ball, but it flew past her.

Ryoma pulled the brim of his cap low, a light smirk on his lips. "Mada mada dane, Ryuzaki."

Sakuno groaned. They'd been at this public court for over an hour, and she still hadn't scored a point off Ryoma. Not that they were really supposed to be playing against each other. She had asked for his help, not a pounding.

And did he really have to keep saying Mada mada dane? She knew she had a lot to learn. That's why she'd asked for his help!

Sakuno sighed inwardly. Sometimes Ryoma could just be so-

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Ryoma's father is arrogant

Sakuno frowned up at Ryoma, who had stepped over to help her up. "Why do you keep hitting them out of my reach like that?"

Ryoma raised an eyebrow. "Because that's what you're supposed to do?"

Sakuno felt a twinge on her knee, and grimaced when she saw a light scrape. This skirt was really much too short. But in the middle of the summer, she really couldn't bring herself to wear anything longer.

"But I'm still learning…" she muttered to herself..

He heard her. "If I don't challenge you, you'll never get better."

"Why did I even ask for your help?" Sakuno asked, glaring at him.

Ryoma smirked. "Because I'm the best.

Sakuno rolled her eyes when he'd turned his back to go back to his side of the court. There was no denying it, Ryoma was completely-

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But above all, Ryoma's father is a complete pervert.

Ryoma got himself ready to serve. Really, this was great practice for him. He had to be precise, and yet, subtle. If he hit the ball to high, she wouldn't try for it, too low, and she could return it easily. And he certainly didn't want Sakuno to figure out what he was doing.

He served, and Sakuno jumped to the side to try and return it.

Her skirt was really, much too short.

Absolutely nothing like his father.

A/N Been a while, hm? In complete honestly, I might totally forget about fanfics or any thing I have on here, if it weren't for all of the reveiws and favorites and alerts I keep getting. It's both amazing and flattering, and I'm so glad you all like my stories so much . I was thinking of what I could do to justify all of those alerts, and this came to me. I know it's short, but I WILL be adding to it. I already have something in mind to follow this up. I know it's awefully silly and vague (I do my best to remind myself that not everyone can read my mind and know what I mean by something I think is subtle.) but I hope ya'll like it .