Disclaimer: Do you really think I would steal from Mr. Takeshi? Only the plot below is mine, the rest belongs to him.

Bandana

"Ryoma's mach is on the other court."

"I know."

"fusssh"

KKK

My mach, not Ryoma's mine. She's watching me play, not him. She usually watches him, so why is she over here? For some reason her presence makes me feel all funny inside, It makes me want to look good and play well. I feel as if I can win anything as long as she is here, when her beautiful green eyes are focused on me I can't do a wrong. I am invincible.

KKK

I'm not watching Ryoma today. I'm watching Kaidoh. I have no idea why… or maybe I do, it's the way he moves, he's more graceful than a man ought to be and he's so skilled, It's like he was born with a racquet in his hand.

I have know idea when it started, but suddenly all I could think of was Kaidoh. He consumes my thoughts, he doesn't know it, but I like him better than Ryoma. I have pictures of Kaidoh in my room, not all of them have him playing tennis either. I've taken a couple of him at Taka's sushi place and I have one of him eating lunch, with out his bandana!

I often wonder how his hair feels; it looks so silky I just want to run my fingers through it. I can see Kaidoh from here, he's wearing that stupid green bandana, I wish he would take it off.

KKK

Kaidoh walked over to the benches, stupid Hyotei boy thought he was winning. He smiled in satisfaction; he would show that boy just how good he really was.

"Kaidoh."

"Yes, Tomoka-san?"

"Take off your bandana."

"Why?"

Tomoka started to frown.

"Alright," Kaidoh smirked "but you have to keep it safe for me."

She smiled as he took of his bandana and handed it to her.

"Don't worry."

"fusssh"

KKK

Why on earth did she want my bandana? Is she purposely trying to fluster me? I can see her from the corner of my eye; she's wearing my bandana, and she looks good in it, I should make her wear it more often. It brings out the red in her hair and the green in her eyes. She seems to be on the receiving end of glares from my stupid fan girls, though it doesn't seem to bother her. She has started to yell my name; I better give her something to yell for.

KKK

When ever he moves, his hair catches the sunlight; I'm glad I'm wearing his bandana instead of him. He's so beautiful; I can see his muscles rippling beneath the fabric of his shirt as he strains to hit the ball with his racquet.

I could tell he was holding back earlier, but I didn't know how much; Kaidoh has improved amazingly. I look on in awe as he scores another point with his boomerang snake. I can't help but cheer, so I start calling out his name. He notices and smiles, Kaidoh's not going to loose another point, I can feel it.

KKK

"Seishun's Kaidoh wins, 6 games to 4" The announcer's voice boomed. Seeing as how the Hyotei boy was on the ground panting, Kaidoh decided that shaking his hand was out of the question so he simply bowed to his opponent and moved off the court.

"Tomoka-san"

"Tomo-chan" she corrected him with a slightly pouty face.

"Tomo-chan" he repeated dutifully.

She reached up on her tippy toes and tousled his hair.

"I'm not giving this back yet you know." She stated, eyes twinkling.

"fusssh It looks better on you anyways."

"I know!"

"fusssh"

KKK

Well… its not my best work, but it will have to do for now, sorry if there not in character. It's ok sized for a drabble but there needs to be more of this couple so I might take this idea and expand on it.

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