Before anything else,I'd just like to apologize for my horrible use of tenses in this fic. I'm horrible with tenses, so I'm verry verry verry sorry! Ah, I was listening to Heart of Sword and started watching some Kenshin vidoes, when this little fic came to mind. I never realized how much Kenshin and Yukimura were alike. They're both very kind, caring individuals, but they also have their scary sides: Kenshin in his batosai mode and Yukimura whenever he plays trennis. Gao, does anyone else think this? Anyways that's how this fic came to be. Sorry again for the tenses. I hope you like it though!

Chapter 1: Feelings

I remember the first time I saw him. He looked so kind, gentle, and had a warm aura about him. A warm smile graced his face and that's when I knew I had fallen in love at first sight with the beautiful boy.

Exploring the school on the morning of my first day at Rikkai was what I had planned ever since summer began. I knew I had to familiarize myself with the new environment, but what I wasn't expecting was to find a garden as soon as I opened the door to the roof.

"Oro? A garden on the roof?"I thought aloud, walking around and looking at the flowers

"They're all so pretty! Whoever takes care of them must be a really amazing person." I said squatting to admire the flowers

"Thank you, but I don't think I'm amazing" came a soft calming voice. I turned my head over to the direction from which the voice came and found myself staring at a beautiful blue-haired blue-eyed boy. His wavy hair framed his face beautifully and he had a kind smile as he was lovingly looking at the plants around him.

"That's not true! You ARE amazing! Not many people can take care of this many plants and flowers without at least some of them looking bad, but all of these look beautiful and well taken care of." I told the boy, not even knowing how to word what I wanted to say in the first place. I wanted to compliment him on his amazing job, but I've never been good with words.

"Thank you" he said smiling again "I'm Yukimura Seiichi, third year. What about you?"

"I'm Kurosawa Kenshin, first year. It's nice to meet you Yukimura-sempai" I replied

"Kenshin? Isn't that usually a guy's name?" he asked

"Yeah, my parents were anticipating a boy, but they got me instead. I don't mind though. I think it's a really cool name. It means 'sword heart'" I said happily

"It can also mean 'modest' and 'truth'" he said smiling. It's the first time someone hasn't made fun of my name

"Kind of like how Seiichi means 'sincere one'" I said and he just smiled

Back then I thought he truly was a kind and amazing person. I would always find him on the rooftop with a smile on his face as he took care of the garden. The more I saw him, the more I realized I had fallen for him. I wanted to be closer to him, so when I found out that he was the captain of the tennis club, I did what I thought would help me get closer.

"Yukimura-sempai, I'm sorry to bother you, but if you don't mind, I'd like it if you could teach me some tennis" I said as I stood in front of the boy who I admired the most. I was very determined to understand him better, and I guess it showed since he just gave me a warm smile

"Alright. Since you look so determined, I'll help you after school once the club activities are over" he replied

At first, I thought it was a good sign. I thought I was going to be able to get closer to Yukimura. I had planned to tell him how I felt after I began to understand him through tennis but my dreams suddenly turned into a nightmare.

"You're no good in tennis. You should just quit" he said looking at me with stern eyes. His once warm aura turned into a darker one that reminded me of Kenshin whenever he goes into his batosai mode.

"Oro?" I asked confused at what he had said. It had been a week since he started training me and I still couldn't get the hang of it. I wasn't even improving in the least bit. If anything, I was probably getting worse.

"You're not cut out for tennis. No matter how hard you train, it will just be a waste of time. You're better off finding something else to do" with that said, he walked out of the courts leaving me alone. My image of a beautiful, kind, angelic Yukimura was now shattered and replaced with an image of a cold, brutally honest tennis captain. His name really did suit him. He was so sincere that it hurt.

After that day, I vowed that before Yukimura graduates, I was going to defeat him in tennis and show him how wrong he was. My hero Kenshin Himura would never let someone decide his path and he would follow what he thought was best. Just like my hero, I definitely wasn't going to let a pretty boy tell me what I could or couldn't do. I had finally realized what people meant when they said there was a thin line between love and hate. I realized the emotions of love and admiration towards the boy were now those of anger and hurt. Just as easily as I had fallen in love with Yukimura, I quickly fell out of love with him. He was now the reason why I played tennis and the reason why every week I pay a visit to the tennis courts.

"Kenshin! Hurry up! You're going to be late!" my mom called out from downstairs. I quickly tied my red hair back into a low ponytail, leaving some hair in the front to frame my face and smiled at my reflection in the mirror. A short 5'0" girl with blue eyes wearing a Rikkai uniform stared back smiling. I ran downstairs to see the face of my loving annoyed mom.

"Honestly Kenshin, do you have to dye your hair? It looks really cute in its natural color." Said my mom frowning as she grabbed hold of my bangs, looking displeased with the red color

"But mom, Kenshin has red hair, not black hair. I'm still two inches too short to be Kenshin, and you wouldn't even let me draw a scar on my face. The least you could do is let me dye my hair." I replied trying to reason with her.

"At the rate you're going, I might as well make you a Kenshin cosplay and just let you live at anime conventions." Sighed my mom "Pretty soon I bet you'll be asking me for a sword as well"

"Would you really do that? I'd love you forever!" I exclaimed, jumping on my mom and giving her a tight hug

"No!" came the quick and stern response from my mom

"But this one really wants a sword!" I said pointing to myself

"No" she replied again

"Okay, then how about a kendo sword? Can I take kendo classes?" I asked, trying to come up with something to a lesser extent

"No" she still replied, looking more annoyed

"How about cosplay? You can make me a Kenshin cosplay right?" I asked, still hoping to get at least something from my mom.

"Kenshin" she said in that don't-ask-me-anymore-or-I'll-disown-you voice, her aura shifting to an angry mommy one

"This one is very depressed, that she is." I said with small tears in my eyes

"Stop talking like Kenshin and get to school" my mom said angrily as she pulled my ear and led me out the front door. I didn't mind since it reminded me of how Kaoru would do that to Kenshin sometimes

"Mommy, you should cosplay Kaoru" I said as I was being dragged out the door.

"That does it! I'm throwing away all of your Kenshin stuff!" yelled my mom as she slammed the door to the house and locked it

"NOOOOO! MOMMY! DON'T THROW HIM AWAY! I PROMISE I'LL STOP! PLEASE DON'T THROW AWAY MY IDOL! I'LL BE GOOD" I cried as I tried to get the door open and stop my mom. The door opened and I saw her looking slightly less annoyed

"You forgot your racket" she said handing it to me "Now get to school before I change my mind about throwing Kenshin away"

"Right!" I yelled and ran off towards the school. Today was definitely the day I was going to beat Yukimura in a tennis match.

Well, that's the end of this chapter. I hope you liked it. Sorry once again for the tenses!