Ewiituntmay: Hey all! I wrote this story a while ago, then put it up here, but I didn't really like it so I'm reposting it. I hope you like it, please let me know what you think, even if you think it's stupid or cliche! It's fine with me, I just appreciate feedback of any kind.

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis, or any of the characters...except OCs and the plot.

~Chapter 1~

The bell rang signaling the end of the school day…everyone hurried down to the entrance.

"Hurry, O-chibi, the new people are here." Eiji ran ahead, Ryoma just rolled his eyes and sighed, uncomfortable with the people crowding around the car that had pulled up to let off, two people.

The crowd was ecstatic 'cause the two people were from the United States, in North America. They were obviously fluent in Japanese as well because one of them, a girl, was talking around with some of the people. For some reason Ryoma felt like he recognized the voice, though he couldn't quite place it.

"Ryoma! Come here, hurry!" Momo gestured to Ryoma, leading him to where the rest of the Seigaku Regulars were.

"Look, do you know who that is?!" Inui sounded much more excited than he ever had before, "That's Lien Silver! In America everyone calls her QuickSilver!"

QuickSilver was quite fitting to Lien for three reasons; one was the really long bright silver hair that reached past her knees. The second reason were here bright silver eyes and the third and less obvious reason was her fluidity and grace with any motion she made, much like the way silver flowed in liquid form, hence QuickSilver.

Ryoma looked over at the indicated person, and instantly froze, "Hey that's that Silver girl."

Everyone was slightly surprised that Ryoma knew…or remembered who she was. He walked forward a couple of steps, just enough for her to notice since she was looking in his general direction.

"Ryoma Echizen?" Most of the crowd quieted at her voice and the name, "Figures, I'd end up going to the same school as you…"

Ryoma didn't move any closer, "Che…what, not happy to see me?"

She shrugged, "I suppose it doesn't really matter to me. Although it is refreshing to see someone who isn't afraid to criticize me."

Ryoma smirked, "Someone has to keep your head from getting big."

"Wish I could say the same for you…unfortunately it's too late." Lien looked away nonchalantly.

"Humph." Ryoma shrugged, put his hands into his pockets and was quiet.

"Echizen…you know Silver-sama?" the Seigaku Regulars looked at him expectantly.

He looked back at them, his lazy expression interrupted by an 'obviously' look, "Yeah…so?"

"Silver-kun, would you play a tennis match against me?" Inui stepped next to Ryoma, it was easy to see that he had trouble containing himself, a very rare treat for everyone present, he hardly ever had trouble containing himself.

She looked at Inui quietly for what seemed to be agonizingly long minutes, tilted her head to one side and with an unreadable expression, "Chu…you favor data-tennis?"

Inui was slightly surprised but answered immediately, "Yes. I would like to gauge my data-tennis against yours. I have come across research that states you are the best data player in the United States."

She nodded slowly as if considering her thoughts, "Yeah…well that's just what reporters and tennis officials say. I'm just a girl that happens to like tennis, and happens to be fairly good at it."

Everyone kind of balked at the notion. No one had expected such a revered tennis player to be so modestly nonchalant. Most really good tennis players of QuickSilver's status tended to either flaunt it in everybody's face, or searched for a suitable challenge, like Nanjiro Echizen.

"Will you honor me with a match?"

"Yeah, sure. Although I haven't got a racket so I'll have to borrow one." She looked at Ryoma.

"You can use one of mine, as long as we have a rematch as well."

"Knew there'd be a catch. Sure…when?"

"Right after your match with Inui of course."

Everyone was slightly surprised that Ryoma could be so cold.

"You know that I'll be somewhat worn out…least you'll have a chance if I am. Come on, I have somewhere I have to be, and I suspect that my match with …Inui?…will take longer than my match with you…whichever way it goes." QuickSilver smiled innocently at Ryoma.

*****At the courts*****

"Point match. QuickSilver." Nearly everyone from the school had followed the tennis players to the court, and now cheered for QuickSilver.

"Wow Inui, you're really good, if you were even a little more prepared you probably would have beat me." Lien smiled, panting slightly as she talked to Inui. Inui was too out of breath to say anything back so instead bowed slightly in acknowledgment.

"Hey! Silver girl…you ready yet?"

Ryoma stood on his side of the court, impatiently moving his racket from hand to hand.

"Yeah, just a second." she took a few more deep breaths, leaning against the net pole for support. Another deep breath and she straightened, and moved to her position on her side of the court.

After the first energetic hour the two began to slow and every extra minute became so grueling that after the second set they had to take a break. Everyone was waiting with so much tension and excitement that no one noticed when it got dark and the lights turned on.

"Point match…Silver…" Everyone was stunned into silence, it had been a regular singles match but nothing about it had been regular. Ryoma Echizen and QuickSilver had played with Pro style efficiency and endurance. It went way beyond the school tennis matches everyone was used to.

The two players were panting hard, both had collapsed on the courts where they were trying to catch their breath and rest for a few seconds. Anyone who had witnessed the match and hadn't been a fan of tennis would almost certainly become one and those who already were would be even bigger fans, and everybody that had witnessed it would talk about it for many years to come. It would never be seen again though, for no one in the entire crowd had thought to record it and those who had cell phones had soon discovered that their batteries had died out after the match with Inui.

No one could speak…no one knew what to say, for how could anyone possibly speak in such presences as these two who were surely not merely mortals, their endurance had been that to rival the earth upon which they lived. Their grace had been that to rival the dance of the heavens above them, their efficiency to rival even the most accurate of machines, and their passion on the court rivaled even the most deeply profound of loves.

Finally the deep silence was broken by two sets of laughter, the two players had finally caught their breath and gotten to their feet.

"Good match eh? Echizen you sure can be stubborn when it comes to tennis."

"I could say the same of you, but it was the same as usual…many long hours…playing until you can't stand, out of breath, and can't think straight. The usual…between us anyway."

"You know if you played like this against your dad you could probably win. I can teach you sometime if you want me too."

They both laughed some more, walked to the net and shook hands with each other. Everyone finally began breaking through the paralysis, and when they were unable to bring themselves to intrude upon the tennis players, began to leave, filing away. Only the Regulars stayed behind.

The sudden movement of the crowd brought them to the situation at hand and with that, realization that something revolutionary had happened. Though they were still somewhat in awe of the two they went over and surrounded them. Eiji was of course the first to regain his normal attitude.

"O-chibi! How come you don't play like that all the time?! You could win the prefectorals, the nationals and the regionals all by yourself! How come you never told us? I mean that was like-" Eiji was at a loss for words, hardly anything could describe the way Ryoma had played, and even less how QuickSilver had played. No one would call her anything other than QuickSilver from now on, for she had most definitely earned the right to that title.

They looked around and noticed that everyone, except for the Regulars and Silver were gone. Nearly all of them were uncomfortable in the presence of both Ryoma and Lien, except maybe two or possibly three.

Oishi was the first to speak after Eiji, "Perhaps we should all be leaving. It is pretty late." There were a few murmurs of agreement, but it took a few seconds for anyone to actually start leaving.

Momo frowned slightly, "Awww, but I don't wanna go home yet, I'm too excited! That was totally awesome…and even the word awesome doesn't quite cover it! Anybody wanna go get something to eat?… QuickSilver, you wanna come?" Momo blushed deeply at even saying her name, and couldn't quite bring himself to look her straight in the face.

"Look, guys it wasn't really that great. You don't need to go all serious like that. But I would like to get something to eat, that match took all my energy. You Ryoma?"

"Of course, you're paying."

"Why? You're the one who lost the match. You pay."

Ryoma looked at Momo, an evil smirk on his face, but before he could say anything Lien said, "No, Ryoma, no one else is paying for either of us. It has to be you."

"Or else what? What are you gonna do if I don't pay for the food?"

Lien smirked even more evilly than Ryoma had, "You sure you wanna know? I mean you are kinda young and even with the constant influence of your father it would probably be very deeply disturbing at the least, and utterly devastatingly life-changing…in the worst way at the most."

Ryoma raised an eyebrow, in challenge, and when she leaned over and whispered into his ear he stumbled backward, fell and nearly choked to death, "That's disgusting!"

Lien still had the smirk on her face, "Don't say I didn't warn you."

The team all looked at the two, curious as to what Lien had told Ryoma, anything that caused him to react like that had to be major.

"What was it? What did she say?"

Ryoma got up dusting himself off, he blushed deeply, "You don't wanna know…trust me."

"Oh come on! Tell us Ryoma!" Momo begged. Ryoma just shook his head, still blushing, but now more 'composed'.

"Let's go, I'm starving." Lien turned and started to walk away, Ryoma instantly following.

"Wow! I wonder what she said, especially if it makes Ryoma submissive like that. Was it really that bad?"

"Or good? Maybe she told him something that he wants, but would never admit to. That might be why he doesn't want to tell anyone."

Momo looked at Fuji, confused at first, then he blushed when he realized what Fuji was talking about, "Oh!"

Fuji smiled and everyone started to follow Ryoma and Lien to their choice of place, luckily for Ryoma and the others Lien didn't choose an expensive place to eat.

A/N: Well, there it is, chapter one, reposted and only 2000 words, give or take. If you like it, please leave a review, if you dislike it, please tell me what bothers you most. See ya.