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CHAPTER 3:
Day 1

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SEIGAKU

She avoided my gaze during the game, and as much as it hurt, I couldn't blame her.

We both acted like nothing went on between us that day, but my mind certainly wasn't doing the same. Her face, her moans, everything about her kept appearing in my head. Over and over... so vividly. If only-

"Fujikooo!"

"Hai, Eiji?"

"What were you thinking about?" Eiji asked and stared at whatever I happened to be staring at. The wall.

"The wall. I like the color."

"Ohhh."

I smiled. Eiji believed in me so much.

If only Ryoko was the same.

"Anyway, I heard we won't be having after-school classes?" He said gleefully. Apparently, Oishi went by when he was in his reverie. "Looks like the school council has a meeting! Wanna eat ice cream afterwards?"

I normally would've agreed. But I could waste no time..., at least for this week. And I thought it would be good to tell my best friend that, at least. "Gomen ne Eiji... but something came up and I have to deal with it for a week." I said. "It's personal though." I cut him off before he could ask.

I smiled empathically after I saw his sad face. "I'll tell you after. Promise."

"YAY!" He said and hugged me.

"Good luck!"

And it was so interesting how he knew I needed it.

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I watched her practice against the wall even when everyone was already home. She's such a dedicated player. It was one of the reasons I fell for her. Just one. There had been infinitely many reasons for it.

And I knew that since she was a girl; her body wasn't as strong as the others so she had to train even harder. I wanted to be able to openly support her, and not just as a teammate. I wanted to be her pillar. I really did.

"Need a training practice?"

"Last time we did so, it didn't end up well." She said without looking.

"You realize it's Day 1 isn't it?" He said, and recalled she made no answer. "Silence meant yes."

"Oi, oi." She halted and looked at him. In the end, a frown was there and she did not bother to hide it. Not that she ever did. (And yet that was another thing that attracted him to her). And I wanted to know if she would bother hiding her blushes from here on in.

"Or did you want me to pester you the rest of my stay? Or maybe even after I graduate. Your choice."

She pondered for a bit. And after a while she looked at me with determination. "You promise to move on after a week?" I nodded, acting unfazed. And I knew it was nearly impossible but I will try.

"Let's play then."

"I changed my mind." I said after that, "I don't want to play tennis."

"What?"

I looked at the sky and acted as if I was musing, and then I looked at the sky before I walked closer to her. Leaning down just enough to her ears, making sure her sensitive ears (I felt too proud knowing that) could feel his breath. "Ever heard of making out?"

She blushed. I was thankful for the mass media.

I smiled and opened my eyes so I could see her face even more clearly and registered all the details, the signs of reactions towards me, in her face while they were still there. He stepped forward and raised my hand so I could touch her warming cheek.

"Shall we?"

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"I refuse." were her first words after a long amount of seconds later.

"You know... a lot of kids nowadays make out even when they are not dating. Why should we be hipsters?"

"No."

"It's not like you dislike it the last time we did so."

"Shut up."

I followed her. Slowly, her pace started increasing and the next thing we knew we were practically running along the corridor that afternoon. I finally caught her hand, but then we heard sounds from above. There was still the last batch of people to leave school.

I pulled her in a room, which I realized was a... storage area.

Hmn.

...

What is he doing?

He was pinning me to the door, then, and since he wasn't moving I thought he was just listening for the people. I had better hearing so I heard they were gone faster, and was sure of it. "They're gone." I said, and tried to push him away. It seemed that he finally realized that, with the door's leaf, he was sandwiching me.

"Sorry." He said and I started pulling the door when he closed it again. I cursed weak my body. And the annoyance showed in my face.

"Do you find me disgusting, Ryoko?" He said out-of-nowhere making my eyes widen as I gaped at him. He looked so... hurt, and I felt guilty. I didn't know what to say..., but the truth. I looked away.

"...No."

"Why do you refuse so much though?" I did not answer. "It's not like you'll fall for me if we kiss. It's not like we're... dating. I know you don't like me the same way I like you as well. " I said. "And it's pleasurable."

Silence ensued between us, before I finally got the sanity to speak. "Does it even work that way? I don't think so."

I heard a ironic chuckle. "Since when did working a certain way mean to you, Ryoko?" And there itwas again. Him calling my given name. I frowned. However, it wasn't that I hated him for calling me that. I hated the fact that I liked the sound of it. "I don't see the reason for your refusal. Do you not want to get this over with? It's only for a week."

My eyes widened even more and whipped my head to him in disbelief. "You'll be kissing me for a week?'

"Yes." He said bluntly. "But after a week you're free. And free from guilt that you never even gave me, a friend, a chance."

She stared at me in ponder and away. And then down to the floor. "Che."

"I'll take that as a yes?"

She shook her head.

"You know I can be quite... hardheaded. Maybe you'll need a restraining order to get me off your back." He said, and extended his hand to pin me against the door leaf.

I looked away with my eyebrows furrowed, thinking. Then I slowly looked up to him. Why was he doing all these? "Why do you even like me that way?" I asked genuinely. I knew hundreds of women would jump at him when they got the chance. Why me? The un-feminine girl who only thought about tennis. And I was frankly so sure I didn't want that to change.

Until now.

And then I looked at him and he had his eyes open completely, revealing those beautiful eye of his. It could melt other girls, why was he going such lengths to try the same to me.

"You don't know how charming you are, Ryoko." My throat went dry. Not that it wasn't before.

"But..."

He smiled at me. "This week... I promise to show you how much I am genuinely in love with you." He said and leaned down, our faces less than an inch apart. "One week. If you still wouldn't accept my feelings then I will back off. Perhaps even..."

"I may be able to move on."

With that, I decided to agree. Senpai deserved better than me, someone who could answer and be with him. But if I had to subject myself to this first, then I had to succumb.

I closed my eyes in embarrassment.

I felt him getting closer, very slowly, his breathing closer and closer, and I could feel myself warming up. And then he kissed my nose.

I opened my eyes to see if it was over, but it was wishful thinking. I found a smirk there after he kissed my nose, and I opened my mouth to ask when...

He took the chance to surprise me, and inserted his tongue inside my mouth.

Shit. I say mentally as he explored every crevice of my mouth, licking my teeth, and playing around with my passive tongue.

It felt so good. Fuji-senpai.

I feel so weak... yet I'm fine with it.

I paused at that, and tried to muse as he ravaged my insides. What was I thinking?

This was not me.

I can't let him dominate.

...

My eyes widened immediately at one movement of this beautiful girl in front of me. Ryoko... Ryoko was kissing back.

The feeling was indescribable, and I felt too happy to still be breathing.

But I answered her action slamming my lips onto hers even deeper, and changing the angle of my face so I had better access. Once again, I was able to taste every inch of her mouth. I played around with her tongue with mine and they danced-fighting for dominance. Kami it felt good.

But then to my surprise, her tongue started choreographing our dance. She was playing with him now, and it was electrifying.

Eventually we had to part for air, and I lost energy. I leaned down to let my forehead rest against hers. But there was more than that. I was tired of trying to control most of the hormones that kissed enticed. I needed self-control, more. But I kept my straight face, regardless.

"You kissed back." I smiled, stating the obvious and she blushed further but did not look away. "I can't let you dominate in everything can I?"

I laughed light-heartedly. "That's just like you."

And we kissed again. This time, there was more force, and by the gods I could feel I was losing myself at a rate I never forsaw.

I felt it harden enough so that I felt especially uncomfortable.

As our tongue danced, and my senses misplaced, I pushed her gently. We breathed, and she stared at me..., puzzled.

I stared at her flush face. Her mouth was slightly open, hungry for more. I wouldn't lie at how happy that made me, and this was a face I was sure I'd dream about every night.

But... I can't be greedy, not with her.

So I smiled at her and kissed her cheeks.

"We'll continue this tomorrow." I said teasingly, almost huffing, even when I was sweating and trying my best not to glomp her.

I took a deep breath and stepped back, and as much as I wanted to wait for her to absorb, my senses told me I had to part with her before I do anything more immoral.

"excuse me." I said, and she blinked, stepping aside looking quite befuddled.

And disappointed.

I knew I had to get out right then and there.

And I did.

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TBC

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