Silver's Effect

Koyuki

a small smile made its way to my lips as i watched Ryoma and Momo interact with Rinko around the table.

they seem so happy and carefree together.

a light giggle escaped me as momo snatched one of the larger sticky buns from ryoma before he could grab it.

they didn't seem to notice me laughing at them as ryoma tried to grab a different one, only for momo to steal that one as well.

rinko laughed at them as well before picking one up herself and holding it out to me with a sweet smile.

"Here dear, why don't you try one?" she asked softly.

i smiled and took it from her before taking a small bite of the sweetly sticky goodness.

the sweetness seemed to melt over my tongue and i humed my approval before taking another larger bite.

ryoma seemed to have paused to see my reaction and i noticed a small smile form on his face before he sneakily snatched the whole plate from momo and stuffed two in his mouth with a satisfied smirk on his face.

rinko smiled at me before asking "so you play tennis as well koyuki?"

i nodded as i said "a little bit, yes. though i used to play all the time."

she seemed to genuinely be curious about me as she asked "oh? why did you stop playing?"

i hesitated in taking my last bite before forcing a smile and saying "i was better at playing the piano so i wanted to focus on that instead."

before anything else could be said i finished my last bite and asked "so momo mentioned a tennis court around here?"

ryoma nodded as momo shoved a handful of buns in his mouth before we all three stood up and i followed momo and ryoma out the glass sliding back door.

i smiled at the site of the court before me.

ryoma's life seemed like heaven to me.

being able to play tennis whenever he wanted without anyone stopping him was almost like the dream i wanted to come true for myself.

i blinked before shaking the thought out of my head.

i stretched my arms over my head, trying to loosen my muscles a bit before asking "so who's playing first?"

we all three looked at eachother and i noticed a fire burning in their eyes.

we all three wanted to play first.

with a smirk i asked "rock paper scissors?"

ryoma nodded and we all three fisted our dominant hands before putting them in a small circle as momo said "on three then!"

"one." momo said as we all bounced our hands up and down with his count.

"two." i said as a smile started to crawl across my face in anticipation.

"three." ryoma said and we all made our choices at the same time.

i blinked as i looked down at our hands.

momo almost immediately seemed to sag in disappointment as a smirk made its way to ryoma's face.

 both ryoma and i had picked scissors while momo had gone for paper.

my own smirk started to appear as i slowly let my hand pull forward to make the cutting motion, effectively throwing momo into despair as he gripped his hair and pulled while making a dying whale sound.

i laughed at him as ryoma bent down and pulled two rackets out of his tennis bag.

he handed me a black one that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight as if it was supposed to be the night sky.

i smiled my thanks to him as i brushed my fingers over the stinges before tapping my knuckles on them, checking the tension.

ryoma smirked a little bit before bouncing a ball to me as he said "you serve first."

i caught it in my left hand and let the smile turn to a grin as i nodded and ran to my side of the court.

with a the grin still on my face i quickly pulled my phone and small bomb speaker out. 

within a few moments i had a song picked out and set up.

i set it on right outside othe the doubles line and turned the volume up before pressing play on simple plans i dont wanna be sad.

then i ran to my side of the court and started to bounce the ball twice before tossing it up in the air to serve.

ryoma smiled as he easily returned my normal serve, adding a topspin to it.

my life may not be perfect, but i have to admit that right now i feel like it may be.