*DISCLAIMER – I don't own Gakuen Alice, Prince of Tennis and Daa Daa Daa, it solely belong to each of their own creators. *

SNEAKPEAK for CHAPTER 1

"France?"

A temple?

I've been deceived!

"PERVERT!"

"Oyaji!"

"What's wrong?"

"Stop messing around! There's a strange girl in the bath!"

"You're Mr. Impatient white-capped boy, who also play tennis like me, who I gave wrong directions to!"

"You're the girl with super long hair, who's not cut to be a tennis player, who gave me wrong directions!"

"Nat-chan?"

"Polka?"

"It's definitely you!"

Hey read on Prologue, that a past between Mikan and Natsume!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~oOo~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Prologue – Eternal Rival

You beat me at everything that I'm good and proud of; chess, basketball, badminton, volleyball, baseball, soccer and table tennis. I didn't even win a single game against you since kindergarten.

We grew up together and since diapers you always made me lose my face, pride to (and) everything in every single thing I'm fond of, from my home where you acted all nice, cute and responsible to make you look good and me bad, to my school, where you had the nerve to strip down my title and always made me lose my cool which replaced my title from being a role-model to troublemaker...

…And from being Smart to Dumb…

And you even reached the point in beating me in all the sports that I played.

Hate and revenge was all I think off.

That's why, finally, I decided to beat you down in your own game—

Tennis…

The game that I despise the most…

The labelled taboo of my life ever since that time...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~oOo~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I belong to a family of three, the daughter of Izumi Yukihara Sakura—a Tennis Pro who had won 2 of the Grand Slam tournaments and Yuka Azumi Sakura—the Senior Commissioner of the International Tennis Federation (ITF).

My father retired after my Mom gave birth to me, and ever since then, he changed his passion from playing tennis to coaching me tennis. He coached and trained me since I was 0 years old... well it doesn't sound that bad.

I actually loved tennis but that changed the night of my 7th birthday… January 1st… the day I'm supposed to be happy.

But, because of my selfish wish of wanting a racquet for a present, my Dad gotten into an accident that night picking up my 'present'. Since then, I blamed it on myself, though nobody really blamed me but deep inside I know and think I'm responsible.

Tennis became a taboo around me though there was one person who dared play that in front of me. Natsume Hyuuga our neighbour, my only friend (one-sided) during the 7 years I was home-schooled, though with him, he knows everything about me but I know so little about him.

Well it wasn't a surprise; he's was always so silent and so un- talkative. Well, as I was saying my one friend had the only guts of playing tennis in front of me. We reached 3rd grade and that was when it all started…

Every time I see him playing tennis, I get so envious that I secretly practice a little, and I always make the excuse of playing different sports to limit my time of practicing though it didn't always work.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~oOo~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That was when Natsume Hyuuga my once friend turned to rival, started snatching my momentum in all I do. But what made me hate him more is that he enjoys playing tennis, while I'm on the shadows...

After another year of tolerance, I decided to lift that taboo I once put myself into and I decided to play tennis publicly to beat you in your own game. So, I trained as hard as hell for 3 years before I challenged you to a match, though I lost as usual, but for the first time I had fun playing a sport…

For the first time!

But before I got the chance to feel that once again, you disappeared like a bubble… But that didn't stop me from training albeit the fact that your disappearance made me worry as hell. But you showed your presence by winning four consecutive American Junior Tennis Tournaments. And that gave me a motivation which made me even more enthusiastic to train and beat you someday.

So, I, Mikan Sakura with five consecutive wins on an American Junior Tennis Tournament Girls Division, had set my most priority goal; with Tennis, I shall beat down that conceited egoistical smirking grunting bastard jerk, Natsume Hyuuga—My Eternal Rival.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~oOo~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*I'd like to acknowledge this chapter's Beta Reader, Kanata Saionji. Thank you very much!*

Please review

l

l

l

l

V