The Child of Tennis - Yukimura

It's rather irritating having to remind people that I'm gay, because once I do that, it becomes my defining feature, rather than something that doesn't really matter, because it doesn't affect my personality or playstyle in any way >>;;

Still, it was necessary. I can't go to Russia for the charity game. For one, I'm eager to get back to Japan soon. And two, I'd rather not put myself in harm's way.

There has been an onslew of tournaments lately, and I have been so tired lately from them and press conferences that I haven't even had a chance to update my public accounts, let alone these private ones! But here, I finally caught a break during Swiss Indoors. And soon, after Paris BNP and the Davis and World Cup Finals, all of the tournaments will be done and I'll have a break.

Have I missed anything important while I was being a social butterfly in other countries?

I was having a great day. Really. I got through to the third round which is great. Then I got a question about my secret relationship instead of my tennis, when exiting the courts. I didn't have any idea what was happening, honestly. You can see my shocked face on live TV. Then I was shoved this article by my manager afterwards.

Yukimura Seiichi has been taken?
The prolific tennis player, currently number 6 in the world tennis rankings after a long hiatus, who is openly gay has been sighted in Japan with an unknown person, holding hands and kissing in the Botanical Gardens. This raises the question for how long has this secret relationship being going on and who exactly is this mystery man?

The article goes on for ages with speculations and interviews with people I've never really exchanged more than a few words with, but they have pictures of Shiraishi and I. Which is...exactly what I didn't need right now. Thanks a bunch, media. Here comes the hate-mail from the people who forgot I was gay and the screams of despair from the fangirls and fanboys.

(  Screened to Shiraishi )

[ooc: Strikes are just strikes]

Despite me coming out to Roger's Cup, my coach didn't see fit to clear me to play in US Open until now. I suppose he was still doubtful about my stamina or something. I think winning two 5 set matches finally got him to calm down. It helps that Toronto is feeling a little chilly this year.

Ryuuzaki-chan! I caught your match yesterday while waiting for one of the practise courts to clear, you did well. I think you'll make it to the finals with that pace.

It feels good to be back on tour, instead of practising against a ball machine.

Anybody want anything from Toronto? I have a couple of hours free since my match today finished quickly.

I think I'm getting fed up of almost getting killed while going cycling. Tokyo drivers are quite vicious, I have around eight bruises along my left arm. At least my tennis arm is okay

Perhaps I should get a car, this is the third time I've almost died this year. I just don't want to deal with the traffic...and I'm going back to tennis and touring soon. I'm not sure if it's worth it.

In other words...I'm still not sure whether this is mocking Wimbledon or not. I asked my fans and the overwhelming consensus was 'what', so I thought I'd ask you all.


ETA: Genichirou. After much deliberation, I have concurred we'd all look good as girls.
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I forgot how much of a slavedriver my coach is. Doing runs of Tokyo in seven layers of clothes in summer is like torture, sometimes. Luckily, I haven't lost any of the actual tennis, just my stamina, which I should be able to build back with some hard work.

I'm planning to be back for the US Open. Tezuka, Echizen, you'd better be ready.

So I dropped off the social radar for a while. I think I started getting a bit more cautious about what I post and what I don't. Anything on my public accounts have become quite neutral and lacking as little personal information as possible. Not that I said much to them before, but there's even less now.

But honestly, there's been so little in my life, that I've had nothing to say. I've not been very busy. I still exercise, go out and do something every now and then. But I spend most of my time in that hospital with Min-chan or on the Rikkai high school courts. Their footwork is dreadful, it's amazing they even qualified for Districts.

I made a decision, though. After July, I'm going back to tennis. Minoru's pretty much guaranteed to be in hospital full-time now and she ordered me to return, because she's fed up of seeing me everyday. So that's something to train for, I suppose.

-Seiichi

....punching my father in the face hard enough to bruise was very satisfying, not going to lie. After that, we had a bit of a heart-to-heart, mostly, me glaring him into telling the truth after he fed me some pretty unconvincing lies. He doesn't have a legitimate reason for cheating on my mother. I didn't expect one, frankly.

I don't know why I went to talk to him. All I discovered was that he really is a dick. I don't really know what I was expecting. An apology? A promise to change? Maybe I wanted us to all be one big happy family. Maybe I just wanted to punch him.

-Seiichi

[ooc: Strikes deleted]

So...Min-min relapsed a week back. She hasn't gotten any of her limbs back into use, yet. I've been delaying it as much as possible for her sake...but she's gone into full-time hospital care now. She says that I could return back to the circuit now that I don't have to look after her at home, but I couldn't do that to her. She hasn't got many of her old friends around her. And having me visit only every two weeks or so? With sparse phonecalls? I couldn't do that to her.

I only remained sane because my team were always visiting. Even one or two days with next to no human contact except doctors? It's difficult. I can't just leave her, not for these first couple of months, anyway. With any luck, she'll get well enough to be released back into home-care soon.

I'm just tired on so many fronts.

....Can I die from how amazing my boyfriend is? I woke up on White Day, up to a wonderful european-style breakfast and a promise ring. I don't deserve him. Really.

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