DISCLAIMER:I DON'T own Prince Of Tennis…*sigh~*.
Hello, I'm a very new author I recently got my account. I beg to anyone who reads this PLEASE go easy on me! Constructive criticism is welcome.
Author's note: As much as I try to make it Canon there is very likely to be some OOC (out of character).
Warning: This is a Fem! Ryoma story.
Summary
In almost every part of the world, you could look forward, straight, any direction and see the face young boy who won all four grand slams at the age of 15.
In almost every part of the world, you could also see posters and banners promoting the mysterious teenage singer, HiKaRi, whose age and face are unknown.
But, no one knows these two young prodigies are one in the same.
Three people sat on the couch in the living room, across a small, lithe figure sitting across in a small armchair.
The three on the couch, Nanjiroh, Rinko, and Ryoga Echizen all had bewildered expressions on their, faces wondering what the person across had to say.
Ryoma Echizen sighed and pulled of her cap as long, silky, black hair with green tints tumbled down her back. Sometimes she was Ryoma Echizen, the boy, miracle tennis player.
Other times, she was the mysterious prodigy singer, HiKaRi. It was a hard way to live, always busy and she was tired of it.
Finally, she spoke and said quite bluntly, " I want to quit and move to Japan."
Her father just looked questioningly at her, her brother gawked like she just said she wanted to be a model or something, and her mother's eyes widened, but then she gave a smile. Ah, at least she got it. Ryoma thought.
Her father said, "Care to elaborate?"
She took a breath, and quickly said, "Dad I want to quit music and tennis for awhile and go to school in Japan! "
Both her brother and father screamed, " WHAT!? WHY!? "
Her mother cut in, "Both of you be quiet and listen to her!"
They quieted (though rather reluctantly) and she continued,
" I'm just tired of living a life where I can't relax for a second- she was cut of by her brother,
" But chibisuke! –
" Plus, I'm tired of all the fans- ESPECIALLY those stupid girls yelling "Marry me! Marry me!" even though I'M a girl too!"
"Hey, c'mon shojo! You don't have to-
" I want to be able to live as a girl! Be seen, as ME! To have FRIENDS!" She was beginning to lose her patience…
" That's why your HiKaRi, rememb-
She snapped.
"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I WANT PEOPLE WHO KNOW ME, AND LIKE ME FOR WHO I AM! NOT THOSE WHO WATCH ME FROM A STAGE, OR BLEACHERS! PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT I EVEN LOOK LIKE! She screamed panting, red faced.
They were surprised they didn't know she felt like that. Ryoga and Nanjiroh were both boys and liked the attention from fan girls; Rinko had many friends who admired her looks. They didn't know she had felt so trapped.
Her face saddened slightly, " Look what I'm trying to say is I just feel like a bird in a cage. I don't hate tennis, or singing. I'm not quitting altogether. Just professionally, I mean. I love them both too much to give it up. I just don't like what comes with it."
All three of them silently agreed, we just want her to be happy.
Then Ryoga said, " Alright, chibisuke we get it. I have a question though, why Japan?"
Ryoma cocked her to the right slightly, " um, well first of all, people won't know I live, so I can go outside safely and, well, I figured Japan was fine since I've never toured there and we ARE a Japanese family, you know."
Ryoga sighed, " Well we'd better hold a press conference soon…"
So…. How was it? Please read and review!