Lucifer of Rikkaidai
Hi guys! This is a Fem!Akaya fic, and pairing is undecided yet. I will get back to you at the end of the story to further inform you of the fiction! But for now, ENJOY!
Chapter 1: Prologue
"Normal"
"English"
"Thoughts"
"Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom. Mother. Mom. Mom. Mom. Mother. Mom. Mom. Mom." A girl, with shoulder length curly and black hair and green eyes pestered her mother by poking her continuously.
"WHAT!" She softly yelled in a different language.
"Are we there yet?"
"You asked that just a minute ago! No, we still have eight hours left so sit tight and sleep!" She softly yelled again.
"Akaya, if you can't sleep then play a game or something." A boy, with curly black hair tied in rattail and black eyes said to the girl next to him; he was slightly older but resembled the girl.
"But aniki, this plane doesn't have action games! I thought first-class was supposed to be better when it's an international plane! They're all freaking bejeweled and zuma and stuff!" She yelled in frustration.
Thirty minutes later, her eyes were glued to the little monitor.
"Dammit I just need a diamond right there and I can get a row with 5! Darn it!" The girl gritted her teeth and fumed in frustration. Her older brother just sighed; although she was a cute little sister, she was sometimes just too much to handle.
"When you grow up, Akaya, you need to meet a man that could handle you well." He said in his native tongue.
"What are you implying." She answered back, shooting him daggers.
"Nothing~" He looked away. The girl gave him a final glare, and went back to her game.
The three were sitting on the seats in a plane traveling to Tokyo, Japan. They had left six hours ago from New York City much to the girl's dismay. It was not her nature to sit tight for hours straight; she needed a very addicting game, a very good comic book, or a very important task.
"You know, I'm still unsure about you signing up for that one school… you could just go to the good private school, what's it called… Hyotei, instead of Rikkaidai." Her brother stated.
"Nahh. Rikkaidai needs me. I was recommended too!" She confidently said.
"Why is that?"
"Their tennis team is actually worth my time."
"Hm… I guess so. You sure you're okay not going to the tennis tournament this week?"
"Pssh, that tournament's a joke for little kids. Even in division for 16 year olds guys are so not challenging." She scoffed; she hated that people never took a sport seriously when she wanted more challenge. She swept all the trophies and prizes in America, but she was up for something way more challenging, and she came up with just the perfect idea to have what she wanted.
"But I think this is a dangerous idea…" Her brother said, with a worried look on his face.
"Gosh, how many times do I have to tell you it's totally fine! And I'll be careful, so no worries." She ensured. Her brother couldn't quite rely on that.
"I just hope that I don't end up with a grouchy captain—"
In Rikkaidai Fuzoku Middle School, the tennis team was having a practice.
"AAACHOOO!" A boy with black hair and quite the old face sneezed. "Ugh…"
"Oi, Sanada! Hurry up and hit the ball!" One of the players on the other side of the court, with magenta-red colored hair and bubblegum, yelled.
"Alright." He then hit a ball. His form was clean, beautiful, and absolutely perfect. After couple of rallies, he walked to the bench and rested.
"Or a really mean upperclassman that pulls pranks on me and target me—"
"ACHOOO!" A boy with a light blue rattail hair and a mole on his chin sneezed; the former boy's attention turned to him, and the boy with a rattail had a black cap in his hand. "Puri"
"NIOOOUUUU!" The former boy enraged as he saw the latter holding his beloved cap in his hand. The light-blue haired boy took off, with the black-haired on chasing right behind him.
"Or a really creepy, stalker-ish person that knows everything about everyone—"
"Hmm?" A bob-cut haired boy with closed eyes felt the inside of his ear itchy. He pulled on his ear and scratched it.
"Someone must be talking about you." The boy next to him, with blue hair, green headband and the jersey over his shoulders laughed and said.
"32% it might be Marui. 55% Niou, the other 13% someone else." He said. "That 13% may be the new student that was recommended to be in our tennis team; I heard that he chose to come here instead of Hyotei just for tennis." He said. Yukimura's eyes gleamed playfully.
"Huhuhu… I just hope I get a cute little kouhai."
"Or someone that would steal everything I eat"
"ACHOOOO!" the red-haired boy sneezed, and dropped his cupcake.
"NOOOOOOO~!" He dramatically knelt down and yelled at the sky.
"Bunta, there's one more." The bald and dark kid said.
"Oh, thanks Jackal." He immediately returned to the bench and took out another cupcake.
"Well, there're always people like that in every school, my dear little inexperienced girl." Her brother said, as a matter-of-fact.
"Ugh, I know. I just hope people in MY team aren't like that." She said, still glued to the screen.
Couple hours later, the plane had landed at the airport.
"Azuya, could you take the bag out for me?" Their mother asked the tall boy. He stood up and got the baggage on the top shelf. "Akaya, wake up, honey. We're here." She woke up her daughter.
"Ah, we're already here?"
"Yes. Let's go." They walked towards the exit; they exited the plane, and walked to the terminal exits.
"Alright, Azuya. You sure you can go from here?"
"Yeah."
"Aniki~ Do you really have to go~?" Akaya complained; without him she wouldn't have as much fun.
"Sorry, Akaya. It's better living in dorm than going back and forth."
"…Fine… but visit often, okay?" She pouted and said.
"Alright." The boy hugged his mother and sister. "Bye, I'll call as soon as I get settled."
"Bye~" The two waved, and watched the only male in the household go. They watched until he got out of the building and caught a taxi.
"Then shall we go?"
"Okay!"
The two went to grab their baggage, and headed off to get a taxi themselves. After about thirty minutes, they were in front of a nice, spacious house. There was a moving truck already moving furniture inside.
"Is this where we're living?"
"Yup. It looks nice as always~ Let's go in. Ah, let's not forget to say hi to the neighbors."
"Alright."
Akaya walked into the house with her mother. Then she went upstairs, and found her room. She cleaned up her room and organized all of her clothes. There was even a game console in her room along with a TV.
She went to bed early that night. She was excited about going to the Japanese school for the first time, and she was already expecting to make new friends and join the tennis club which she's been waiting for since couple months ago.
The alarm went off at 6 o'clock exactly.
"UWWAHH!" She shot up, surprised by a sudden loud noise.
"Ugh…" She turned the alarm off and grumbled. Although the alarm went off at 6:30, it took her 15 minutes to actually get her out of bed. She was definitely not a morning person. She dragged herself into the bathroom, took a shower, and changed. She put on Rikkaidai's uniform; she put the skirt on, wore the button-up shirt and tucked it in, and finally tied the green and white striped necktie around her neck.
"Mom, look!" She spread her arms and showed her new uniform to her.
"My, someone looks adorable!" She giggled.
Akaya sat down and started eating breakfast.
"Alright honey, now that you're starting a new school life as a girl in the boys' team, you have to listen to me very carefully." She said, looking straight at Akaya. Akaya just nodded, food full in her mouth. "First, just because the guys are your teammates, don't ever let your guard down. I know you're strong, but don't go on picking fights. You're not in elementary school anymore."
"Yes ma'am!" She saluted. Then Akaya looked at the clock; it was 7:45, and the school started at 8 o'clock.
"OH SHOOT I'M GOING TO BE LATE!" She kicked the chair and dashed out of the house. "SEE YOU MOM!"
She dashed and dashed; the direction to school was pretty simple: follow the big road. She saw the people in uniforms go in through the gate; she jumped onto one of the gate walls, and then yelled:
"I'M GOING TO BE THE NUMBER ONE~!"
While Akaya proudly shouted out, she earned some snickers and giggles from people walking in.
"HEY YOU! GET DOWN RIGHT NOW!" One of the teachers by the gate yelled at her.
"O-Oh. Sorry." She regained her composure, and climbed down. She walked to the administration office. Her class was 2-A, and she was able to find her class easily. So far so good; she didn't get into any trouble. She was finally in front of the class door.
"Alright, let's go!" She breathed in and out, and mumbled to herself. She knocked, and waited for the answer; "Come in" someone said. She opened the door, and stepped in.
"Ah, you must be Kirihara." The woman, in her mid-20s, said. She walked over to Akaya, and led her to the front of the class. All the attention pinned on her as she walked in.
"Class, this is a new student who will be joining us this year. Go ahead and introduce yourself."
"Hi! I'm Kirihara Akaya! I just moved from America, and I'm totally new to Japanese school. And I love tennis! Yoroshiku!" She cheerfully introduced.
"Any questions for Kirihara-chan?"
"Are you the girl who said "I'm going to be the number one!" this morning?" A boy raised his hand and asked.
"Ahaha, yup. That was me." She pointed the thumb at her proudly and smiled, her teeth showing. Some people giggled as they thought of the funny girl this morning.
"Are you going to join the tennis club?"
"Of course! I'm going to be the number one!" She shouted just like she did in the morning and once again earned giggles and snickers.
"Alright then, let's ask questions later. You can go ahead and take a seat at the back row next to Itomi-chan. Itomi-chan, please raise your hand."
Then the girl at the back row in the corner raised her hand. She smiled, and Akaya smiled back, walking over to the seat.
"Hi~" Akaya greeted as she sat down.
"Hi! I'm Itomi Reiko. Nice to meet you!" She had brown hair, about shoulder-length, and slightly darker brown eyes.
"Nice to meet you too! What are we doing first?"
"We're doing chemistry."
"Got it." She took her textbook out, and opened to the page. She was actually a good student; she only liked sciences such as chemistry and math, but absolutely failed in history, literature, sociology and whatnot. She definitely despised history the most, however. Back in America she got in trouble when she completely bombed her history essay by writing that if George Bush was a good president then she would be the Superman. Or, when the history documentary began she fell asleep within a second. What came afterwards was not the best memory.
During the break, the curious kids came over chatted, and Akaya was happy to share some conversation, crack jokes and things. She went through the day safely, ate lunch with her new friend Reiko and her other friends, and finished the rest of the schedule.
But it was a doom; history was the last class of the day. She really hated it.
She was sleeping through it until the bell rang, announcing that the last class of the day was over and afterschool club activities had started.
"Hold up." When she was about to stand up after packing her bag, her teacher stopped her.
"W-Wait, sensei. I have something really important after school!" She said.
"I have something very important for you too." The teacher held up a pop quiz that she took in history in the beginning of the class (which she completely B.S'd). There was a big fat red mark crossing out the answer and a big fat zero next to the question.
"Three factors of growth: food, sleep, and love. Great." The teacher said, putting the paper along with a thick packet of reading material on top of her desk.
"Geh."
"Seiichi, did you see Kirihara Akaya yet?" A boy with brown bob-cut hair and closed eyes asked the blue-haired boy with a jacket draped over his shoulder.
"No, not yet. I wonder if he'll come today." Then he watched the club members crowd around the sign-up table to sign up for the team; one-third just came after hearing that their tennis team went to the nationals, one-third came because of the attention they wanted from fangirls, and one-third were probably (and hopefully) interested in tennis.
"I'm laaaattteee!" She yelled as she ran to the girls' locker room and changed into her tennis gear. Akaya had white shorts and a sky blue polo; she wore her tennis shoes, and scrunched her hair into a ponytail and pinned her front hair that didn't reach the rubber band. She then dashed outside... except she didn't know where the courts were.
"Ah crap." Then she looked for someone to ask; then she found a silver-haired boy with a rattail in the Rikkaidai tennis uniform she saw on a magazine.
"Excuse me!" She called him and ran up to catch up. He turned around and faced the girl; he had quite an amused look on his face.
"Do you know where the tennis team sign-ups are?"
"…puri"
Akaya dashed into the building, and opened up the room and yelled "I'm sorry I'm late!" but then froze as she found people in a regular school uniform.
"Um… do you have a business in the student council?" Someone asked.
"Eh, it's not the tennis team sign-ups here?"
"No, it's the student council. Someone must've played a trick on you."
"Ah, I see. I'm sorry to bother." Then she closed the door.
"That mother father sonofa—"Then she ran outside again, and she was already running 30 minutes late. She found the tennis courts at last; it was the very opposite of the direction which that douchebag taught her.
"If I meet him I'm gonna pay—" She mumbled and cursed, and stormed to the tennis courts. There was about hundred gazillion feet line of kids waiting to sign up. She grumbled and walked to the end of the line, but was stopped as someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and found a boy with bob-cut hair and closed eyes.
"Are you lost?" He said.
"Oh, I'm sure I'm at the right place. This is Rikkaidai's tennis team, right?"
"Yes…?" He said, slightly confused.
"Hehe. Hi, I'm Kirihara Akaya. I moved from America and I was recommended to come here." She smiled and showed her teeth.
"…you're Kirihara Akaya?" He was now obviously confused; then two more people came over. One had a black cap (looked old) and the other looked very nice, with blue hair, green headband, and a jacket around his shoulder.
"What is it, Renji?" The black capped boy said.
"Ah, what a cute looking kouhai. What brings you here?" The blue haired boy asked also.
"This girl claims that she's Kirihara Akaya, the guy that was recommended from America." The so-called Renji guy explained. The two listened to him, and simultaneously turned to look at the girl.
"Tarundoru!" The black capped boy yelled.
"UWAAHH!" She was startled off her feet.
"Maa, Sanada, don't scare the girl." The blue-haired boy made an apologizing look and told his friend. He had really feminine voice, Akaya thought.
"This isn't the place for a fangirl to hang around!" He yelled. "Leave!"
And at that Akaya was offended. Who does he think he is, shouting at her like that?
"EXCUSE ME, MISTER!" She yelled too. The three were startled, and all the attention turned to her and the three.
"I DON'T GET WHY YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ME, BUT I'M HERE TO PLAY TENNIS!" She yelled. "Looking old and shit…" She mumbled the last part in English so that he wouldn't hear clearly.
"So you're the one that won the 16-Division Block for guys for three times in a row?" the blue haired boy asked.
"Yes." She said, groaning and giving why-the-hell-can-you-not-trust-people look. The three looked at each other.
"We can't allow a gir—" The black capped boy, Sanada, said before he was interrupted by the blue haired boy.
"Alright then. We'll accept your form later, so could you show us your skills? How about you play a match." He asked.
"Yukimu—"
"She's going to play and show us what she's got." He said, smiling like an angel. It froze Sanada to the bones, and he couldn't move.
"Y-Yes, of course."
"Alright then, who do I play?"
"Hm… good question. Hey, Niou!" He called out. Then the rattail douchebag walked over to them.
"What is it, buchou?" He asked lazily.
"You…!" She pointed her finger at him. He made a slightly troubled look.
"I want you to play a match with her."
"With her?" He pointed at her and blankly stated.
"Yes. Get to the court, I want to see it now."
Akaya hurriedly walked into the court, thinking of the ways to torture the douchebag and beat him. She laughed evilly inside as she took out her racket; then all the people that were busy signing up gathered outside the fence. They mumbled, saying "is a girl really going to play one of the regulars?" The regulars came in, and stood there to spectate.
The boy lazily stepped into the court. He was definitely underestimatings her; she could feel it, since it wasn't her first.
"Which?" He asked as they met at the net.
"Rough."
"Rough."
"I'll serve." She said.
'I'll make sure you experience the biggest humiliation of your life…!I'll crush you'