Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis? Not mine. Got that? Great.

A/N: I know, I know. I haven't posted a rewrite or update of any of my stories, and now, here I am posting a new story once again. I'm sorry, but I really had this idea bugging me for the last few weeks. The story seems a little far-fetched on some parts.

Warning: There will be OOCness due to circumstances invented by my imagination.

Please enjoy the first chapter!

Chapter 1: Beware of Demonic Student Council Vice-Presidents. They bite.

The sound of tennis balls getting hit and the students shouting filled his ears as he watched his teammates practice. It was a fair afternoon. He sighed contentedly as he averted his eyes from one court to another, checking on the people practicing on the courts. Sadly for him, a familiar shout that destroyed the peace reached his ears.

"Tezuka!"

The said teen sighed then turned his head to see a furious female walking towards him with a dark air around her. Her eccentric red-orange hair flared around her, giving the illusion of fire, while her onyx black eyes that promised darkness were in slits. Knowing her, she really could have real fire around her.

"Hanabi." He addressed the female with a nod. Everyone had stopped what they were doing to watch what was happening between their stoic captain – Tezuka Kunimitsu – and the popular demonic student council vice-president – Hanabi Izumi – this time around. She had glared at him for a few moments which wasn't hard because she was only an inch or two shorter. Suddenly, she smiled at him sweetly.

"Next time, don't skip out on meetings, Tezuka." She said sweetly but the dark air around her spoke otherwise. "There is no meeting." Tezuka told her. "There is, Tezuka, and you're late. You are lucky I was nice enough to call you." Izumi replied as she grabbed his wrist and started pulling him with ease. "Hanabi-san!"

The said female looked behind her to see the rest of the tennis team. "What is it, Oishi-san?" She asked in a more civilized tone. "Tezuka wasn't informed about there being a meeting this afternoon." Oishi hastily explained. "I understand." She replied as she let go of Tezuka's wrist.

"I'm sorry for freaking out on you, Tezuka." Izumi sincerely apologized with a short bow. "It is okay, Hanabi." Tezuka replied as he massaged his wrist. "Did I hurt you with my grip earlier?" She asked in a worried tone which was totally different from the way she was acting earlier. Before Tezuka could answer her question though, she took his wrist and checked it herself.

"It seems to be sore but with some ice, it will be gone. I'm sorry for hurting you." She apologized again with a short bow. His teammates, on the other hand, could only stare at his wrist and the obvious red handprint around it that was caused by the weird female in front of them.

"I'm sorry for the intrusion. We should be going to the student council room now." Izumi suddenly told them. They only nodded before going back to where they were and continued practice. When they were back to their places, Tezuka and Izumi left and went to their destination.

The tennis club had just finished their afternoon practice. The regulars had just finished changing and were waiting for their captain by the gates. They were going to celebrate their most recent win. Tezuka didn't come back to practice so they decided to wait by the gates instead.

"Echizen-kun!"

The said teen lifted his gaze only to see the demonic student council vice-president, which is what most of the students in their school often call her, running towards them while dragging their captain behind her. When she stopped in front of them, they noticed the unusual condition Tezuka was in. His hair was messed up, his glasses were crooked, his clothes were all wrinkled, and he was only holding on to his bag by its strap. Izumi, on the other hand, was very neat with not even a wrinkle on her clothes. Her bag was on her shoulder.

When Izumi had let arm go of his arm, the usually composed captain of the tennis team fell to the ground gracelessly. "What happened to Tezuka?" Oishi asked as he crouched to the side of his friend who was panting. "We ran into some trouble while we were leaving the student council room." Izumi nervously replied.

"How did you actually escape, Hanabi-sempai?" Ryoma asked in a suspicious tone, which caught the attention of the others. "We ran around the corridors about ten – or maybe it was twelve – times. We also went up and down the stairs for about a couple of times too." Izumi thoughtfully replied. "I guess you dragged buchuo the whole time." Ryoma said in a knowing tone. Izumi rubbed the back of her head as she chuckled nervously.

"Baka." Ryoma said as he hit the back of her head hard. This surprised his teammates but Izumi didn't look fazed or angry, only nervous and apologetic. "I guess I did deserve that, didn't I?" Izumi shyly laughed as she fingered the hem of her shirt. "Hai. Didn't I tell you that you shouldn't drag people while running?" Ryoma scolded her in an annoyed tone, acting like a mother of sorts to the older teen. "Hai, Echizen-kun!" Izumi mock saluted.

His teammates could only stare in shock, some more discreet than others, as their friend, Ryoma, had not only hit the back of the demonic student council vice-president's head but even scolded her. This didn't go unnoticed to the dark-haired teen. "Is something the matter, sempai-tachi?" Ryoma asked in a bored tone. "How did you-"

"It was okay because it was Echizen-kun. If any of you try to do it though, I'll kill you." Izumi suddenly said in an icy tone. "What is so special with Echizen?" Momo asked. "Unlike most of you, he is the student that has the cleanest record in the whole school! The only reason he only gets asked to go to the principal office is because of tennis or his family." Izumi stated with admiration evident in her eyes.

"How is that possible when he sleeps in class?" Momo asked. "Yes, his infamous habit is an often complaint, but his grades doesn't drop. Unlike back in middle school, most teachers here wouldn't care if you sleep in class. It's your fault if you fail because you were careless." Izumi explained. "The thing I'm wondering about is that, why do you even sleep during class?" Izumi asked as she faced the dark-haired teen.

"Class is boring." Ryoma monotonously replied. "What about during Science class? Your classmates said that you never fall asleep during Science class." Izumi countered. "It isn't boring." Ryoma simply replied. Izumi was annoyed at his answer. She placed her arm around his neck and was about to rub her fist against the top of his head when his hand stopped it.

"That will hurt, Hanabi-sempai." Ryoma said as he twisted away from her grasp before letting go of her fist. It was quiet among them as the regulars stared at Ryoma then at Izumi. After a few seconds of silence, Tezuka cleared his throat. Everyone looked at him. "We should get going before the restaurant is full." Oishi said as he helped Tezuka stand up.

"How did you meet Echizen, Hanabi?" Inui asked with his infamous notebook in his hands. "We're neighbors. I live in the temple his family watched over whenever I'm gone." Izumi replied before she ate her sushi. "Do you live alone?" Taka asked. "Yes, I do. My parents live in Kanagawa but I didn't want to go to Rikkai Dai so I moved here." Izumi answered with a frown on her face.

"Why?" Oishi asked. "Well, Yukimura-kun goes to that school and after suffering years of torture in grade school, I wanted to move. I had second thoughts though because Sanada-san, Jackal-san, Yagyuu-kun, Yanagi-kun, Niou-kun and Marui-kun are my friends." Izumi casually answered but her hand shook at the mention of the blue-haired teen. "Can you tell us some things about how they were back then?" Inui asked.

"Sure! Let's start with Sanada-san. He had always been my most favorite target." Izumi said happily with a mischievous air around her. "I often did pranks on him with the help of Niou-kun, though he never tried slapping me because I always beat him to it. My nickname for him back then had been Geni-chan!" Izumi chuckled as memories came into mind.

Unknown to her, everyone had tried their best to stifle their laughter when they heard her nickname for the feared Emperor of Rikkai Dai. "I guess the next one would be Jackal-san. We weren't close though so I don't have much to say. I guess it's the same for Yanagi-kun because we only talked about our lessons." Izumi thoughtfully said with a frown on her face.

"Lastly, there are Niou-kun and Marui-kun!" Izumi brightened up at this point. "I did pranks with Niou-kun and baked cakes for Marui-kun. Sometimes, we would team up to do pranks on Sanada-san and we always get away with it." Izumi smiled as fond memories came back. "What about Yukimura?" Fuji asked. Instantly, Izumi's mood turned sour.

"That bastard always got in the way of my pranks! Though I was impressed by the way he intercepted it, it was a waste of good film." Izumi sighed as the face of the said blue-haired teen appeared in her mind. "He was also the only one in the whole school that could avoid most of my attacks when I'm angry though, so I guess I don't really dislike him." Izumi added thoughtfully.

"Yanagi told me that he and most of teammates tried to pair someone with Yukimura then." Inui told her. Izumi turned red when she heard that. "Curse you, Yanagi-kun! I swear I'll kill you in your sleep." Izumi unknowingly whispered out of anger.

Somewhere in Kanagawa, a certain Data Master felt a chill on his spine. He knew that feeling anywhere.

'Izumi-san.'

"Hanabi?" Eiji asked. "Ah! Well, he and the guys often tried to make Yukimura-kun and I go on dates." Izumi nervously chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Momo asked, clueless as ever. "You see, they were delusional and had actually thought that Yukimura-kun and I had feelings for each other. At first, I didn't know how they even thought of that." Izumi answered with an annoyed look on her face. "How did they think that?" Eiji asked. "For Yukimura-kun, they said that he was nicer to me than everyone else. As for me, they said that I always notice him before anyone else." Izumi answered thoughtfully, like she was trying to remember what happened back then.

"I don't know for Yukimura-kun but for me, it's hard to ignore the only person who always gets in your way and on some occasions, even gets away with it!" Izumi added with a scowl on her face. "Did you like him?" Ryoma asked, catching the attention of his friends. "Well, I do like him but not like what they thought. I saw Yukimura-kun only as a very annoying friend." Izumi answered calmly.

"It hurts to hear that from you, Izumi-chan."

A/N: I hope I didn't make the characters too OOC. I might have been a little excited when I typed this so... Please tell me any typos and inconsistencies, even grammar mistakes (being the "Grammar Nazi" that I am).

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