[Prince of Tennis] Byways

"Qian"

The sky darkens, and the wind stirs their cloud-like hair.

There they are, two pairs of slender, pale hands, just as thin and delicate as each other, locked together. Deep-blue hair tangles and spreads around them.

The young man and woman, different in height by a head, narrow their eyes and rein in their piercing gazes. They are noble and carefree, as if thousands of troops lie in wait behind them.

"Mo"

The sky is clear, and white clouds drift softly.

A young man with dark blue hair strolls into view. His bewitching violet eyes are steeped in deep darkness, and his thin lips curve warmly as the person in his eyes appears, softening his features, as if they hold a thousand worlds.

"Qianmo"

"Qianmo, will you stay?"

"Yes."

I started writing this on October 15, 2011,

and posted it on January 19, 2012.

October 15 is Oshitari Yuushi's birthday;

January 19 is my good friend Momo's birthday.

So this is a birthday fic.

I really miss the days when I followed the old Prince of Tennis manga = =

[After reading the new Prince of Tennis, I seriously felt like falling over and coughing up three feet of blood!!

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So, Momo.

I truly hope that we can be

friends for a lifetime.

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Enjoy reading.

Happy birthday, Momo.