To Love And Care (A Tezuka Love Story)

Chapter 2: Hello

Disclaimer: all the characters besides Hikari and her family belong to Takeshi Konomi.

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His eyes were beautiful in my opinion.

He was tall. He had brown hair. He was muscular. He must play sports. He wore glasses which I didn't mind. He was like a perfect man. He looked Asian to me. I noticed that he had a tennis bag with him. {Is he playing in the tournament?}

I was thrown out of my thoughts when I heard him speak again. "Bitte (You're welcome)," he said. I took the bag from him and sighed in relief. He notice my injured knee. "Bist du in ordnung? {Are you alright?}," he asked with concern. "Ja. Ichbin in ordnung (Yes. I'm alright)," I said. I could tell that he wasn't convinced.

He walked me to the nearest bench and treated my knee for me. "Danke," I said to him. He gave me a nod. "Sind Sie Japanisch? (Are you Japanese?)" he asked as he wrapped my knee. "Ja. Ich bin (Yes I am)." I said to him. He was done with wrapping my knee. It felt a bit better.

He looked up at me. "You should be able to walk on it now," he told me in Japanese. I got up from the bench and bowed to him. "Thank you so much. May I ask for you name?" I asked him. He looked at me with a stoic face. "Tezuka Kunimitsu," he said. I smiled at him. "Nice to meet you. My name is Ishida Hikari," I introduced myself.

I looked at the time. It was 11:10 am. "I need to get to my seat!" I said in a bit of panic. I turned back to him. "I'm sorry. I have to run now," I said and ran off to my seat.

I managed to find my seat. It was really close to the tennis court. The tennis matches were very intense. Everyone was cheering for their favorite players. I saw the press trying to get some pictures and the story about each player as they walked back into their waiting room.

It was 1:00 pm. After a match was over, I saw someone who I recognized on the tennis court. "Tezuka?" I whispered. He was wearing his tennis outfit and a racket in his hand. He was playing against a well known player from America. {I should research about him.} He managed to win the match and would advance to the next round.

He played against a British tennis player at 3:00 pm. He was quite popular among the germans and the Japanese. The first day of the tournament ended at 5:00 pm. I decided to go and eat dinner before I went back to the hotel.

I walked walking around Munich to find a place to eat. I turned to the corner and bumped into something or someone. {Did I slam against a wall?} I rubbed my head a bit and looked up. "Oh Tezuka," I said. It was him in his pedestrian clothes. "Are you alright?" he asked with a bit of concern. I looked up at him. "Yes. I'm fine," I said. He stared a bit and broke the silence.

"Where are you heading off too?" he asked. "I was finding a place to eat. Some places looked too full," I said. I saw him thing for a few seconds. "Would you like to have dinner with me?" he asked. I was surprised. "Um...sure," I said nervously. We walked to a traditional restaurant and got a table at a VIP room. He was able to get a room because he was playing in the tournament. He ordered sauerbraten while I ordered cabbage rolls.

I was about to take a sip of my water when I heard him ask me a question. "What are you doing here in Germany?" he asked. I put my glass down and looked at him. "I am currently studying to become a writer. I love writing books. I actually published some under a pen name Kristy," I explained to him. I saw his eyes widen a bit. "I readI told him about my family and my life. I told him that I was living in Berlin while I studied writing. He seemed to understand. the books," he said. I smiled that he read my work. "Thank you for reading them," I said.

We talked for a very long time. He was two years older than me. I learned that he had been playing tennis since when he was very little. He got his tennis team to nationals. He came to Germany to rehabilitate his shoulder that he injured during a tennis match in middle school. He came back to Germany near the end of his third year junior high school to pursue his tennis career. He was living in Munich.

We finished eating and the bill came to our table. I decided to pay for the meal. I was about to take my wallet out until Tezuka stopped me. "I'll pay for the meal," he said. I shook my head a bit. "You done enough for me. Let me pay for the meal," I said. "No its alright. It looked like you had a rough day today. let me pay," he said. I looked at him in the eye. He was serious. I sighed and surrendered the bill to him. {He's really nice.}

After dinner we walked outside. It was 8:00 pm. We faced each other. "May I have your phone number?" he asked. I nodded my head. We exchanged numbers. "I hope I will see you again," he said. "Me too. Well goodbye and good luck tomorrow. I'll be there," I said with a smile and walked away to go to the hotel.

I had a wonderful time with him.