Listening to the Wind on a Country Path (Prince of Tennis)

On a country path nourished by the spring rains of youth, we'll walk hand in hand and listen to the sound of the wind grinding its way through the years...

(The third story I've started. A month after escaping the clutches of my Chinese teacher, my writing has become a little less melodramatic... Multiple endings: Yukimura, Atobe, and Tezuka.)