Tensai from Spain
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis.
A/N: Hey, everyone. Rori here. I've decided to go back and rewrite and add to the chapters that are currently up. I am also working on the chapters that will follow. I know, it's been over a year since I posted a new chapter. I guess I just want to say I'm sorry. I'll try and update more often from now on. Critique is very much welcomed, I want to improve as much as I can. Please enjoy!
Spanish - unless stated other wise
Prologue
My name's Ruri, and this is my story. I'm 5'6", 100 lbs, have a naturally dark tan, short light blue hair that hangs in my face, and light grey eyes. I love tennis and play whenever I can. I also play the piano. I have a twin sister named Keiko. She's timid but loves being the center of attention. Unlike me, she has long hair and doesn't play tennis competitively. She's our cook. Anyways, I'm getting off topic. On with the story!
School had just gotten out for the weekend and I was walking home with my best friend Ashley, from St. Augustine, our beloved school that was just outside of Madrid in the town of Alcobendas. I was broken from my thoughts when she spoke.
"Ruri, you can go to the movies on Friday right?" asked Ashley.
"Yep, my parents said it's alright," I replied glancing over to where she was walking next to me. Her dirty blond hair was pulled up into a pony tail, a pair of sunglasses rested on her nose. She had opted out against wearing the blazer that was a part of our school uniforms, instead she wore just the white blouse, red tie, gray skirt, and white knee high socks.
"Really? Yay! Keiko too?" I watched with amusement as she bounced around in front of me.
"Yep. Have you heard from Belle or Karin?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, but I'm sure-Hello? Ah Belle! Mm. You can? Karin too? Yay! That was Belle she said she and Karin can go," said Ashley jumping up and down. She got excited easily.
"Sweet. Well, see ya tomorrow, I'll tell Keiko Belle and Karin are coming too," I said heading down the next street to my house.
"I'm home," I called after I closed the front door. Our home was a modest two stories in the heart of Alcobendas shopping district. It was styled after the older homes that still stood in Madrid. Off white paint covered the plaster exterior making the deep red tiled roof stand out. A balcony could be seen as you approached the house. After walking inside a winding staircase occupied your immediate left and led to the bedrooms and studies. The right led to a kitchen and dining room. Directly to the front was a courtyard with a small fountain off to the side and a couple of trees. The second floor hallways could be seen from the ground floor.
"Ruri! Welcome home! Did you hear from Ashley, Belle, or Karin?" shouted my sister who was racing down the stairs from her room. She had already changed out of our uniform and had on jean shorts and a tank-top, an apron in her hand.
"Yeah, when I was walking home with Ashley she got a call from Belle saying she and Karin can go," I replied hugging my sister. "What's for dinner?"
"Mm, I was thinking of making enchiladas. Is that okay?" she asked, nibbling on her lip and glancing from me to the kitchen and back.
"Yep, want me to help you cook?" I asked my sister.
"Mm," she replied putting on her apron and heading towards the kitchen. My sister and I were half Japanese and half Spanish and we lived in Spain with our parents, Miki and Eli. They were both musicians and they would be home from work for a month, so my sister and I wanted to make dinner a bit special.
"Ruri? Are you coming?" she called.
"Huh? Yeah, want me to get the pan out?" I asked heading to the kitchen.
"Ah~! I'm so happy! We finally have a week off!" said Ashley as we headed to the theater to watch the new vampire movie that had come out.
I heard Belle sigh. "Something wrong Captain?" I asked looking at her.
"No, it's just…I have no idea why she's still our manager," said Belle hanging her head and sighing again.
I laughed. "She's our manager because despite how she acts she's smart," I said.
"Oh! That's right! Ruri, Keiko your parents came home yesterday right? How are they?" asked Ashley bouncing over to Keiko and I.
"They're good, they were really happy when they saw that Keiko had made enchiladas," I replied smiling.
"Though I think I made them too spicy, Dad's eyes were watering," said Keiko looking embarrassed.
"It was funny though!" I said laughing at the memory. My mom had even laughed. That's when I felt my knee's start to buckle. My eye's widened and I heard my sister and teammates' calling my name but it was too far away. My eyesight flickered once. Twice. And I knew no more.
"Ah, I think she's waking up…" The voice reached my ears. It sounded like I was underwater.
"…Ruri…"
"Can you hear me?"
As the sounds got clearer I opened my eyes. My mom, dad and sister's faces came into view. "Huh? What's going on?" I asked looking confused. I felt oddly groggy, like I hadn't sleep well."And where are we?" I glanced around. The room was sparse: a window, bed, table, and chair were the only objects that stood out.
"Ruri, you blacked out on the way to the theater," said my mom Eli grabbing my hand and squeezing it. "You're in the hospital."
"Hospital?" I parroted. At that moment the door opened and a man in a white coat came walked in.
"Ah, Miss Ruri. You're awake, that's good," he smiled before turning to the rest of my family as well. "Mr. and Mrs. Oshitari, Miss Keiko, Miss Ruri. I'm afraid I have some bad news, your daughter has Guillain–Barré syndrome."
'Guillain–Barré?' My eyes widened at the implication.
"And I'm afraid the only place that can currently treat Guillain–Barré is in Japan," the doctor continued.
"Japan?" asked my mom, disbelieve in her voice. She reached for my dad's hand.
"Um, mom? I'll be fine. Promise," I said squeezing the hand that still held mine.
"Are you sure?" she asked snaking an arm out to hold my father's hand.
"I'll miss you, but yeah, I'll be fine. I, I don't think I could live if I couldn't play tennis anymore. Or the piano."
"Okay then, Mr. and Mrs. Oshitari, here's the number for the hospital. It's in Tokyo," the doctor said handing my father a piece of paper and smiling. "Miss. Ruri, I wish you the best of luck," and with that he left after handing the discharge papers to my parents.
"Well," I said smiling. "Looks like I'm going to Japan."