Disclaimer: For all chapters, I do not own Prince of Tennis or its characters but Azuri.
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Name:
Izumi, Azuri
Age:
13
Interests:
Reading, Sleeping, Occasionally watch people play tennis (hmmm?)
General:
Orphaned. She has yet to reveal her past to the team. The coach obviously knows as well as the school's staff and principal. During school, she's mainly by herself. Mostly a loner. Not many people bother with her, seeing how they mostly pay attention to the Tennis Regulars. She's a cross-dresser!
School:
Seishun Gakuen
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Class: 2-1 (More details later)
So, it's another day at school. Not much to do since Azuri already finished her work and homework for the week. It's lunchtime, and she is heading down to the cafeteria. But, joy has it that the regulars of the tennis team are there.
'What a big crowd today. Oi, every day's the same.'
She heads toward the line to get some honeydew bread. Everyone never did notice her, but for some odd reason, they always moved away from her in the line. They left her to go to the front before any of them ordered. They even avoided eye contact.
'Stupid, ignorant people.'
-Someone's POV-
He watched a girl, short as his tennis friend, walk to the cafeteria line, only to witness they all move away from her. 'Saa...how strange.'
She gets some bread and leave back to the classroom. She was a pretty girl, a little more than the other girls.
He keeps smiling to everyone but watch her with his closed eyes.
-Back to Azuri-
She ate her melon bread while heading to the classroom. She opened the door and looked around. Everyone had left to eat, mostly to sit near the 'famous' tennis team.
'I should go practice while no one's there.'
She walked to the back of the class to her desk and grabbed her tennis bag. Carrying it on her right shoulder and holding the bread in her left hand, she makes her way down the hallway to the tennis courts. Her class was close enough to the entrance. All the regulars were eating, so the courts were deserted.
She bounced the tennis a few times and stood at the serving line. A basket of about 50 tennis balls were near her.
"Good, no one's here." She whispered very silently. A lone breeze blew by, making her hair fly up behind her.
She threw the ball up to serve...
She jumped up slightly and hit it, close to her sweet spot.
It soared over the net fast, flickering in and out and landed in the serve box.
"Tch. Could do better than this." She stared at the ball as it rolled away.
She picked up another to continue her 'training.'
After many serves, Azuri called it quits and picked up everything. She placed the tennis balls back into the basket. Afterwards, she carried the equipment to the girl's locker room. With everything set, she walked away leaving the courts. Time for class.
What she didn't know was a certain person was watching you from behind his glasses upstairs. 'Hn.'
-In class-
"Today class, we'll be lear--" Azuri blocked out the teacher's lecture, looking outside. 'Today's a boring day...a nap would be nice.'
She started to doze off. Eventually, she put her head down on the desk and wrapped her arms around her head.
It took her teacher about 20 minutes or so to actually notice his sleeping pupil.
"Az-..Azuri-..Azuri-san! AZURI-SAN!" A book was slammed on Azuri's desk. The loud ruckus woke up some students, also.
"Huh, wha-?" She woke up and looked up lazily to see a fuming teacher, Hojo-sensei. She heard a couple of snickering and whispers.
"What an idiot." Azuri heard a guy whisper.
"Yes, Hojo-sensei?" She boredly ask. She sat up leaning on her left hand, elbow prompt on the desk. Some guys thought that was cool.
"As I was saying, Ryuuzaki-san has asked you to report to her office." He pointed to the door.
"Oh. Kay..?"
"Just go now. I see you have already finished this week's lessons during lunch. I'll see you next week." He walked back to the front of the class to re-lecture.
"Hai..." She bowed and waved lazily at him as she walked out of the class. The door was closed with a slam.
The class stared shocked as she left. All of them thought: 'How did she...'
Azuri wandered the hallways before she actually went to her office. She passed up a poster that posted up a signing date for sports.
"What a boring life..." She said aloud. Her hands were placed behind her head as she walked passed the water fountain near the tennis courts entrance inside the second main hallway.
"Then, you should join the Tennis Club." An amused voice said.
Azuri turned around to see the coach.
"Heh heh... hey coach! I was just about to walk to your class..." She pathetically tried to make an excuse. Her right eye twitched a bit.
"That you passed up twice already."
'She's an old hag. I tell you!' The coach smirked with her hands on her hips, wearing a pink jogging suit.
"Hm, and may I ask why I have to report to your office?" They were standing right outside her office. Azuri gave the coach a curious stare.
"Come inside. Let's discuss where no one's listening." She walked into her office.
"Sure."
She followed her inside, suspiciously.
Ryuuzaki-sensei.
Age 58! She has been the coach for as long she could remember. She even taught the Samarai Echizen, Nanjiroh.
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That's all for now. :D Her past may be revealed in a flashback whenever I get to a specific development.
