A/N: I'm not the author of prince of tennis or any other character that appears in my fan fiction… *cry*
Chapter 1
A WELL-ACCLAIMED SECRET
The screams got louder. There were blinding flashes everywhere.
Thump!Thump!Thump! His heartbeat got louder as well.
The screams and the heartbeats combined until it was all he could hear and everything became blurry.
Suddenly, all the lights went off, There was a spotlight on center stage. Then, fireworks flew and the screams became one octave higher.
On a platform, a girl suddenly appeared. The fans were engaged in a screaming contest.
The girl looked as if she was only seventeen. She had silky,long,honey-ocherous hair; flawless, pale skin; and with long eyelashes.
She opened her mouth, and started to sing. A soft, melodious voice flowed through the stadium, making them fall into a deep silence.
Look inside…
Everything you need is inside
And you'll find…
All you need to know is inside
It doesn't matter what other people say
No right or wrong,
Life goes on…
You don't have to fight
There's no black or white
You know it's all right, just carry on
She paused for a moment, and looked to the audience, making eye contact with each one of them.
You don't have to cry
There's no reason why
Just look at the sky and carry on
You gotta believe
Believe in you,
Carry on…
Look around…
Look at all the beauty around
Every sound…
Like a happy merry-go-round
She stopped again, and the guitar accompaniment started playing a solo. The fans started screaming again, and in unison, they started to sing-along.
Remember, everyday is a brand new day
No need to fear,
I'll be here…
You don't have to fight
There's no black or white
You know is all right, just carry on
You don't have to cry,
There's no reason why
Just look at the sky and carry on…
You don't have to fight
There's no black or white
You know it's all right, just carry on
You don't have to cry
There's no reason why
Just look at the sky and carry on…
The time passed slower every second. The lights and the fireworks, mixed with the screams of the fans, making the singer flinch. Luckily, she composed herself and finished, just in time.
Back stage, a woman in her mid-fifties approached the singer, clapping.
"Excellent performance, Hikari!"
"Thank you Director Sumire," The singer just answered in a tired voice. Turning in her heels, she went toward the changing room, leaving the director of the entertainment agency to deal with the rest of the backstage staff.
Once in the changing room, Hikari sighed and locked the door, falling into one of the chairs.
A man dressed in black approached her from behind in silence. He tried to grab Hikari's hair with a swift motion, but she dodged him.
"Manager, please. We are still in public place. Can't you be just a little more careful?"
The man smiled sadly. "I've already told you to call me Eiji! I know that I'm your manager, but we have time for formalities later."
"Eiji-san, please."
"I can't even recognize you anymore! You really look like a woman in that ridiculous outfit, nya!"
"It's called a dress, in case you didn't know. Many the girls wear them."
Hikari quickly changed into a simple T-shirt and a pair of jeans and exited through the back door of the building, her manager at her side.
They climbed up inside a black BMW and left the stadium.
Inside the car, Hikari grabbed at her hair and pulled it down. The wig fell to the seat, revealing a shoulder-length, sandy hair.
She opened her eyes, which were very sharp, deep blue, and looked at her manager. With a soft tone, she mumbled: "It's good to be my normal self again"
Eiji looked at her and, with a mischievous grin, replied, "It's good to have you back! Fuji Syusuke!"
Yay! Thank you IseeYouStalk for beta-ing the series! ^^
Well, what do you think? Please read and review!
In the next chapter, Tezuka appears! Yay!
Eiji may be Ooc, but I'll try to fix that. ^^;