First FanFic. Hope you Enjoy. ^^
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Day 1. The Problem and The Promise.

Evening practice ended for the Rikkai Dai tennis team. Both the captain and co-captain, Yukimura and Sanada, were satisfied by the improvements their team had accomplished that day. With the hard strict training there was no such thing as losing in the upcoming matches. The next upcoming matches would be against Seigaku again.

Attending their second year at Rikkai Dai High School, Yukimura and Sanada regained their title as captain and co-captain. The regulars, once again, are the same line-up when they were in middle school.

Sanada placed the strap of his tennis bag over his shoulder. He started to walk when he realized Yukimura wasn't beside him. "Seiichi?" He turned around to see Yukimura standing in the middle of the tennis court.

"Hey Genichirou, do you want to play a quick match with me before you leave?" smiled Yukimura.

Sanada smirked and instead he walked towards his best friend, Seiichi. "Sure." He pulled the strap of his bag off his shoulder and placed it on the ground by the fence. About to unzip his bag, Kirihara ran onto the tennis court.

"BUCHOU! THAT ISN'T FAIR! I waited ALL week to play you, BUCHOU!" Kirihara whined. He had overheard Yukimura earlier when he was about to head home.

Sanada looked over at Kirihara and glared at him. Sanada, after five weeks, started to get sick and tired of Kirihara complaining every single day to play Yukimura. This time Sanada had enough. "Do whatever you want Kirihara. I'm going home. Later Seiichi." Sanada said in his emotionless tone. He picked up his tennis bag and turned around. He walked off the courts. Sometimes Sanada wished Kirihara would shut his mouth and be quiet for once. 'It's not all about you, Kirihara.' Sanada thought to himself. In the background he heard the score being said.

"Game Yukimura! 1 game to Love!"

Sanada…Sam…Kirihara…

'Ugh. I have so much homework tonight. I don't even see the point of doing homework.' Sam thought when she walked home. 'I hate studying, period. I can't believe Mom is forcing me take to those stupid afterschool study class. Can't she see sometimes I need a break from my regular classes?! This is my first year in high school and she's already dumping college courses on me. My life sucks.'

Sam is a quiet girl who keeps everything to herself. She studies every single day by the demands of her harsh mother. With all the studies she does alone, Sam doesn't have the time to have a life of her own. For Sam to keep everything to herself, made her not a very social person to the world.

'I think this bag keeps getting heavier and heavier everyday. Stupid textbooks. Oh-well.' Sam thought and continued her way home. The walk to and from school was the only time she had time to relax, away from any homework or anything relating to school.

-Whoosh- A big gust of wind blew by. The wind happened to knock Sam's black hat off her head. "NO! My favorite hat!" she reached out her hand trying to grab it. The hat rose higher and higher, flying off where ever the wind carried it. Sam chased her hat. 'I can't lose that hat! I just can't!' Sam yelled in her head as she chased the hat down the street.

10 minutes later Sam finally had the chance to take a break, after her sprints up and down on the hills. Her hat was caught in a tree. "That's just great." Sam sighed. Without any thought, she climbed the tree with her heavy bag on her back.

Sanada…Sam…Kirihara…

Sanada walked on, when he glanced to his side. He didn't know why he looked but he did. His gut forced him to look. Soon enough, he noticed a girl climbing a tree.

"What the?" Sanada never had seen a girl climb a tree before. The next thing he knew, the girl fell out of the tree. He kept his stoic face but in his head all he thought, 'Girls shouldn't be climbing trees in the first place.'

Sanada…Sam…Kirihara…

Sam looked up to see her bag hanging from the branches. She didn't care if her bag hung there forever since she hated it. It carried all the books and papers she did every night since pre-school. The most important item to her was her favorite hat. "Where's my hat?" Sam said looking past her bag that hung. No hat in sight. Sam looked at the ground and noticed that her hat laid next to her unharmed. "I'm glad you're ok." she said softly. She picked up the hat with a smile on her face. -SNAP- Then, Sam heard something snapped above her. 'What's that sound?'

"HEY! WATCH OUT!"

Before Sam could see who said that someone pushed her from behind. She quickly sat up after she got pushed from behind. She looked at her clothes, grass stains were printed everywhere. Sam got mad and turned around. "HEY! You ruin my fav-" She stopped when she saw a guy faced down on the ground.

"Hey. Are you ok?" her voice changed into of more of a concern tone. Not caring about the grass stain, Sam was more concerned about the guy who pushed her. She saw the guy moved a bit. Hoping he wasn't dead she poked the guy on the head.

"I'm fine. Get this bag off my leg. Its heavy." Sanada said in a grumpy voice not looking up at the girl he saved.

"Oh. Gomenasai." Sam quickly got up and ran over to lift her bag off his leg.

Sanada sat up. He looked at himself to see grass stains on his brand new uniform. Sanada had two other uniforms at home but this one was brand new. 'Let it go, Genichirou. Its washable.' he told himself before he got angry. He looked up at the girl. "Is your bag full of bricks or something?" he said in a serious tone.

"Huh? Oh, no there my textbooks…that…I use it for school." Sam said slowly. Once she saw Sanada's face, her cheeks started to turn bright pink. The only way Sam thought of to control her blush was by focusing her attentions on her bag. She looked inside her bag to see if any of her books got damage. She didn't care if the books got burned, but she had to find something to distract her briefly until the blush went away. Then, Sam remembered the bag had been on the guy's leg. "Are you sure you're ok?"

Sanada looked at her, and then he turned his attention back to his injured leg. "I think I hurt my ankle."

This surprised Sam. "I'm so sorry. I think you should go see a doctor."

Sanada glared at her. "I don't need to see a doctor. It's not that bad. I can still walk on it." He lied to her. He knew his ankle was injured but going to the doctor and finding out it was broken was not the right choice in his mind. Worst would be telling Yukimura if it was actually broken.

Sam noticed he lied to her. "Let me see." Sam sat closer and gently touched his ankle with her fingers.

"Ow!" Sanada reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist.

"You do need to see a doctor." Sam stated. "Let me help take you there. There's a hospital down the street." Sam quickly got her stuff together. She stood up.

Sanada sighed deeply and held out his hand to the girl. Sam took it. When Sanada pulled strongly to get up, he was way too strong and accidently pulled Sam down.

-BAM-

"Oww." Sam lifted her head. When she opened her eyes she was looking directly into Sanada's eyes at very close range. She was memorized for a second before her face blushed deeply.

"Are you ok?" Sanada heard himself say. He felt a small headache coming, after both of their head collide against each other. Once their eyes meet…Sanada was memorized by her soft brown eyes for an instant. Sam quickly got up and then helped Sanada up as fast and painless as possible. She wanted this over fast before she died of too much blood to the head. Luckily Sanada hurt only one ankle. He could make it to the hospital by limping the way there. There was no exchange of words after the smash together.

Sanada…Sam…Kirihara…

Sanada sighed deeply. "Seiichi going to kill Me." he said. He was sitting up on the edge of hospital bed.

Sam sat in a chair across from him. She played with her cap a bit while she waited. They waited an hour before the doctor confirmed they could leave. Sanada's condition confirmed as a sprain ankle and would recover in about three week.

"Excuse me. Who is Seiichi? What is he going to do to you? Is he important or something?" asked Sam curious. Her cheeks lit up a bit when she found her self asking too much questions. "I'm sorry."

'Too many questions.' Sanada could feel a headache coming. "Let me make it simple. First, Yukimura Seiichi is the Buchou of the Rikkai Dai tennis team. Second, I'm also on the tennis team. Third, we have important matches in three weeks top." Sanada said in a straight forward tone.

Sam didn't have to ask anymore questions, she got the idea. Sam felt an angry aura fill the room. She could tell he wasn't mad at her but what had happen to his ankle. "Um, thank you for saving me. In return, I would like to help you out with your tennis." Sam said in a quiet voice. She knew she couldn't play tennis well but she owed him a favor.

Sanada was taken aback by the girl's offer but his face remained stoic. 'I think she could help out. It looks like she's strong and fit because she carries all those heavy textbooks. She must have some talent in sports. Maybe she got some talent in the game of tennis." Sanada thought it over and over in his head before making a decision. "In return, I would like you to take my place. No. 2 singles. Meet me at the Rikkai Dai tennis court tomorrow at 4pm." he said strictly. Sam nodded.

"Hai. I won't disappoint you." Sam bowed politely. She then glanced at the clock to see it was very late. 'Ah! I'm late! My mom is going to kill me!' "I'm sorry but I have to go." She said.

Sanada nodded and Sam headed out the door. 'She better not be a late person.' Sanada thought. He sighed heavily. How was he going to explain this to Yukimura now.

Sanada…Sam…Kirihara…

While walking home, Sam realized her biggest mistakes. One, she didn't know where Rikkai Dai's school was located. Two, she didn't know the meaning of her taking the 'No. 2 single'. Lastly, she didn't even own a racket.

'I'm so stupid!' Sam shouted in her head after she realized her mistakes.