This story is mainly gonna be a project on the side while I get my thoughts together about my other 2 stories. This might not be updated very frequently but the chapters are going by the anime sooo...let me know what you think! I personally think Ryoma is OOC but I think he would be in these situations...

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis. I only own Rayn Edwards.

Any single sentence that looks like "blah blah" is English.

If it's normal it's "blah blah".

Thoughts are 'blah blah'

Can you remember that? ;)

Ryoma Echizen was sitting on his seat in the train relaxing. Well trying to relax anyway. It was difficult to do with the idiots that kept talking loudly.

"You're stupid. You don't even know what grip you're using..."

As he listened to the guy talk he felt someone nudge his right side. He opened one eye and looked to see his friend, Rayn Edwards. She was an American that came with his family when they came back to Japan. She had long wavy pale, almost white, blonde hair that was currently in a high ponytail. She had dark blue eyes that had a purple glint in the right light. She was dressed causally to watch his match, in a pair of dark skinny jeans, a white v-neck shirt that said "I Heart New York" in black letters, a black hooded jacket, and black Vans. She took his open eye as a sign that he was listening.

"Ryoma, can you get that guy to shut up? He's giving me a headache." She whispered in English.

Ryoma sighed.

"If you want more top spin, use the Western Grip."

Ryoma smirked while listening to the fool speak.

"Hold the racket vertical and grip it like you're shaking hands."

Ryoma felt another nudge.

"Hurry up, or I'll get up and punch him in the freakin' face."

Ryoma chuckled at her.

"So impatient..." Was his reply.

He heard a low growl like sound. He opened both eyes and turned to face Rayn. She was glaring intensely at the fool. He followed her gaze to see him swinging his tennis racket back and forth. He looked back at her to see her clenching her fists. Before he knew it, she had grabbed the guys wrist. Her bangs were shadowing her eyes, but Ryoma knew she was pissed. Ryoma smirked once again. He wanted to piss this guy off, just because he was a fool...and he upset his best friend.

"Hey."

That brought the older guys attention to him. They were previously looking at Rayn in shock.

"You think you idiots can chill out? You're giving her a headache." Ryoma said motioning with his head towards Rayn.

Rayn took a quick glance at Ryoma before releasing the guys wrist. She sat back down next to Ryoma and crossed her arms over her chest and crossed her legs.

The guy glared at Ryoma, then the bus shook causing him to drop his racket. He bent down to pick in up while mumbling.

"Bingo."

They all turned to Ryoma to see him smirking.

"In order to use a real Western Grip you have to hold your racket like you're picking it up."

Rayn sighed and closed her eyes.

"Here we go again...he just had to be a smartass..." She mumbled.

The guy glared at Ryoma.

"What did you say to me!?"

"The one you were thinking is called the Eastern Grip. Don't worry about it, a lot of people make the same mistake." Ryoma continued and then stood up and grabbed his bag.

He turned and saw Rayn staring down the other end of the train, lost in thought. He nudged her leg with his foot. She turned and looked at him. He motioned to the door with his head and she stood up and followed him to the door to the train.

"Rayn..."

"It's this way!...I think..."

"Rayn."

"We're not lost, Ryoma! I know where we're going!"

"This is your first time in Japan...so how would you-?"

"It's the girl from the train! Let's ask her!"

Rayn grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the girl from the train. As Ryoma was talking to the girl. Rayn was looking around. She noticed all the people. She then sweatdropped.

'I'm gonna stick out so much...should I dye my hair?' She thought to herself. She felt someone grab her hand. She turned to see Ryoma leading her out by her hand.

"I think she gave you the wrong directions..." Rayn mumbled as she looked around. She heard Ryoma sigh.

"What was your first clue?"

Rayn jumped in front of him and pointed as his face with a playful glare.

"Don't give me that 'Ryoma sarcasm'! Save it for idiots like the one on the train."

Ryoma smiled as she grinned. She stole his hat and pointed forward.

"Now let's look for the tennis court before you miss your match!"

Sakuno ran trying to find the boy she gave the wrong directions to. When she finally found him he was lying in the grass with his head in the Rayn's lap. Rayn was leaning back on her hands and looking into the sky. When she heard the running footsteps, she looked to see who it was.

"Excuse me?" Sakuno said.

Rayn blinked and tapped the top of Ryoma's hat. He looked up at her and she pointed to the girl in front of them. He turned his gaze to her. He blinked.

"Huh?" He asked.

"Did you make it to your match?"

Rayn scoffed and began watching the tennis match in front of her. Ryoma pulled his hat back over his eyes.

"I was late, so I defaulted."

Sakuno started to panic and apologize.

"I'm so sorry!" She excalimed while bowing.

"So annoying..." Rayn mumbled while closing her eyes.

"Was it all my fault?" Sakuno asked looking worried.

Ryoma sighed and sat up. He looked at Sakuno.

"You bet."

Sakuno looked worried then suddenly smiled and clapped her hands once.

"Do you want a soda?" She asked happily.

Ryoma blinked and looked over at Rayn. She sighed and shrugged. Then they both stood up and followed Sakuno to a vending machine.

Rayn sat on a bench while Ryoma and Sakuno were at the vending machine. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her legs were crossed. She was in a mood where everything was beginning to irritate her.

"What kind of an idiot offers to buy you a drink as an apology then makes you pay for it? So irritating...Ryoma had better gotten me one too..." She mumbled.

When the walked over to the bench where Rayn was Ryoma sat on her right and Sakuno sat on her left. She turned to look at Ryoma.

"Did you not get me one?"

Ryoma stopped in the middle of taking a sip and blinked at her.

"You wanted one?"

Rayn groaned as she stood up. As she stood she heard Sakuno thanking Ryoma about the train incident.

"You were on the train?"

Rayn scoffed at him.

"She was across from us...how could you not-? Forget it..." She mumbled as she walked towards the vending machine.

Suddenly, a soda can flew out of no where and hit Rayn on the back of the head causing her to lose her balance and fall. Ryoma turned and glared at the guy who threw it. It was the same guy from the train.

"Sorry we're bothering you." The guy said sarcastically.

He walked up closer and tipped Ryoma's hat up with his racket. The whole time he was talking Ryoma glared at him without blinking. They all heard a groan.

"You okay, Rayn?" He asked with out letting his gaze falter. He heard another groan.

As Rayn sat on the ground and held the back of her head, she couldn't process anything going on around her. She could hear people talking but she couldn't understand what they were saying. She saw Ryoma walk over and pick up the soda can that hit her. He then walked over and held his hand out for her. She took it and he helped her up.

"Still remember that grip I taught you?"

That caused the guys to look at Ryoma again.

"If you do. I'll be happy to teach you some more." Ryoma said with a smug smile.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Ryoma asked while tying his shoes. Rayn smiled and leaned against the fenced wall beside him.

"I'd feel a lot better if you kicked this guys ass for me."

He chuckled.

"Ryoma you should think twice before you do this." Sakuno said from beside him on the bench. Rayn scoffed.

"I may as well play. It's dumb to go home without warming up my serve." He said as he stood up and unzipped his jacket.

He walked over and handed it to Rayn.

"Kick his ass for me, m'kay?" She asked as she took the jacket and kissed his cheek. He blinked and then nodded.

As Rayn and Sakuno watched the match start, an older lady walked over.

"Grandma, you gotta do something! These guy are gonna kill Ryoma!"

Rayn chuckled. That got the womans attention and she turned towards her.

"Who is this?"

"This is Ryoma's friend. She doesn't speak Japanese."

Ryan turned towards them.

"I speak Japanese fluently, and my name is Rayn." She said in Japanese, causing shock to spread over Sakuno's face.

"Then why have you only spoken English?"

Rayn chuckled.

"English is my first language. I'm a lot more comfortable speaking it. Ryoma knows that so he speaks in English with me."

The woman smiled.

"My names Sumire Ryuzaki. Ah, yes. Ryoma..."

They all watched the match. Rayn was watching for any foul play. She didn't know much about tennis, but being friends with Ryoma meant she had some knowledge of the sport. She smirked as Ryoma returned the guys "best serve".

"He's good!" Sakuno said surprised.

Rayn chuckled.

"He's just warming up, hun."

She looked at me as her grandma chuckled.

"That boy's the Prince of Tennis." The woman said.

Rayn zoned out as Granny started explaining Ryoma's time in America and his father.

Ryoma was about to serve when he heard Rayn.

"Hurry up, Ryoma! Stop playing around and kick his ass! I'm tired and wanna go home!"

Ryoma smirked. Rayn said all that in Japanese so she wanted everyone to hear her.

"Let's get started then." He said as he served.

Rayn watched as the guy claimed the ball was out. She desperately wanted to go out and punch him in the mouth. She held herself back knowing if she did she'd get scolded by Ryoma afterwards. Her urge to hurt the guy multiplied when he threw the racket at Ryoma causing him to fall and grasp his face. When she saw blood run down his face she snapped.

"Hey, ugly!"

The guy glared at her.

"You fucking do that again, and I'll kick your ass! You're a sorry excuse for a tennis player if you can't even accept the fact you're losing!"

As soon as she was finished, Sakuno ran onto the court. Rayn watched as Ryoma told Sakuno to get off the court. When she saw Ryoma stand up she yelled once again.

"Ryoma if you don't seriously kick his ass at tennis, I'm gonna have to actually kick his ass!"

When Sakuno walked back over to her grandma and Rayn, she noticed the look in Rayn's eyes. Like she wanted to run to Ryoma and make sure he was alright.

"Rayn, exactly how close are you to Ryoma?" Her grandma asked.

"Ryoma has been my best friend ever since they moved to America." Rayn replied, not taking her eyes off the match.

"How did you meet?" Sakuno asked.

Rayn smiled.

"I did the exact same thing you did just now..."

Sakuno looked confused so Rayn continued.

"Ryoma was practicing tennis at a local tennis court. He just happened to be playing against my cousin, Chase. I was with my aunt watching Chase practice when..."

/FLASHBACK\

"Aunt Alice, is Chase really gonna play someone that young?" A younger Rayn asked as she held her aunts hand.

"Yeah. People said that little boy was amazing. Let's find out, hm?" Alice asked as she looked down at Rayn.

Rayn nodded with a huge grin.

They both turned and watched as the match went on. Halfway through the match, Chase's racket slipped out of his hand as he was going to return the ball. The racket flew and hit Ryoma in the face. When he fell to the ground Rayn ran over.

"Are you okay?" She asked panicking. The boy glared at her.

"Don't come onto the court during a match."

Rayn was stunned. She was just trying to make sure he was alright. She stood up and walked back towards her aunt as Chase ran towards the net.

"Ah damn, I'm sorry Lil' Dude. My grip tape sucks. Didn't hurt you too bad, did I?" Chase asked while helping Ryoma up.

Ryoma nodded.

"I'm alright. Let's finish."

After the finished, Ryoma being the winner, Ryoma was having a conversation with Chase.

"I'm sorry again, Ryoma. I knew my grip tape sucked but I didn't expect to sweat so much today. You're really good." Bryan said grinning.

Ryoma smiled.

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt that bad."

They both looked as they saw Rayn run over and hug Chase.

"Chase, you lost!" She exclaimed as she hugged him.

He laughed and nodded.

"Yeah. Lil' Dude's good." He said motioning to Ryoma with his head.

Rayn turned towards Ryoma.

"I'm sorry I ran out there. I know now I'm not supposed to but-."

"It's okay. Thanks for the concern. I'm okay though. It doesn't hurt." He said smiling slightly.

Rayn stared at him intensely before she walked over and poked him in the forehead.

"Ouch!" He yelled as he put his hand over his face.

"Ah ha! It does to hurt, liar!" Rayn yelled pointing at him. He glared at her.

"Well yeah! If you poke it that hard!"

"Then you should have said it only hurt when you touched it!"

"I thought it would be obvious it would hurt when poked!"

"I guess I'm just dumb then!"

"I guess you are!"

"Take that back!"

"You admitted it first!"

Chase watched as they bickered. He grinned at his mom as she walked over.

"I have a feeling Rayn just found her a best friend." He said laughing. His mom smiled and nodded.

"Me too, dear."

/FLASHBACK ENDS\

"Wow, really?" Sakuno asked, shocked.

Rayn grinned and nodded. She then started to laugh hard when she saw Ryoma smash the tennis ball into the guys face repeatedly.

"Go Ryoma!" She yelled as she jumped up and down throwing her arms into the air.

Rayn laughed even harder when she saw the guy crouch into fetal position and screaming 'Stop!'.

"He did it! Ryoma actually won!" Sakuno said smiling.

Rayn smirked.

"Of course he did. He's Ryoma." She said as she stretched her arms over her head, causing Ryoma's jacket to fall onto her shoulder, and yawned.

The guy started talking about playing Ryoma again.

"It's okay. I don't mind playing another game." Ryoma said with a smug look.

Rayn groaned.

"Just give it up, dude. You can't beat him!" She yelled. The guy looked over at her.

"Why not?" He asked rudely.

"He's left handed!" She said smirking.

Ryoma smirked as well when he switched hands and served the ball much harder than before.

The guy screamed as and his friends ran off.

Rayn giggled as Ryoma walked over casually with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his racket. She ran over and hugged him tightly causing him to drop his racket. He blushed slightly as his eyes widen in shock.

"Wha...?" He asked confused.

Rayn pulled away, still having her arms around his neck, and grinned at him.

"You did that for me, didn't you?" She asked.

He blinked repeatedly before his blush increased.

"Did what?" He asked, pulling his hat lower over his eyes.

Ryan stole his hat and put it on her head, and looked him in the eyes.

"You scared him and hit him with the ball more than once. That's not usually your style."

He scoffed and looked away.

"He hit me, why not hit him back?"

Rayn continued to grin.

"You hit him twice though. Once for me, right?" She teased.

"Don't be stupid..." He mumbled as he grabbed his hat off her head and put it back on his. He walked over and put his racket back in his bag before he picked it up and walked away.

"See ya." He threw over his shoulder to Sakuno and her grandma.

Sumire Ryuzaki watched as Ryoma walked off the court, Rayn followed still holding his jacket.

"Just admit it, Ryoma!" She said grabbing his arm.

"There's nothing to admit." He said with an anime vein on the back of his head.

"Are you secretly in love with me?" She cooed getting close to his face.

Ryoma jumped back staring at her in shock.

"What the hell? Where'd that come from?" He asked, getting over the shock, and attempted to walk pass her.

Rayn pouted cutely as she cuddled his arm and put her head on his shoulder.

"This is the most unromantic love confession ever, Ryoma. Be more romantic!" She continued to tease.

Sumire chuckled as she watched. She was amazed Ryoma could keep his calm fairly well in a situation like-.

"IT'S NOT A DAMN LOVE CONFESSION!"

So much for that amazement...

I feel like this turned out really well. LEt me know what you think. If I don't get any reviews I wont continue to update. It IS just a side project...