Author's Note:

Hey guys! Thanks for opening this fanfic!

This is going to be about twins, separated from birth, or so as they say. Then one fine day, they find themselves on their own, and from there, they begin to explore their past. How their parents met, how they broke up, and how they got caught in all the mishap.

For every chap, I'm going to give you guys small previews. Hope you guys like this! :)

Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis isn't mine. Disclaimer applies to all chapters.

I: Meeting in Osaka

It was yet a peaceful day in Osaka.

A boy with greenish-black hair got down from the first bus of the convoy. His chocolate eyes glistened in the sun, as a smile started to form on his face. Waiting for the bus driver to give him his stuff back, his eyes traveled around the place. So this is what Osaka looks like.

The driver gave him his bags and pointed out to the check-in counter with a long line of young players like him. But he didn't exactly go there. He went around the courts, the vending machines, and finally back around the entrance. Seeing that it was finally cleared, he headed to the office to get his room number.

"Name, please?" The kind receptionist spoke as she saw the young boy approach her.

With a very enthusiastic grin, the nine-year-old boy said, "Ryuzaki Satoru, ma'am!"

"Here you go, Satoru-kun. You're lucky; you got one of the special rooms." The woman gave him his room key, which was labeled as S2, which probably meant Special Room #2.

"Thank you!"

The receptionist looked happily at the boy. She felt relieved that from everybody who checked-in, there was one who looked he was having fun on the trip. Everybody else seemed nervous. She got back to her reading, but was again stopped momentarily when someone inquired.

"H-hello. Is this where you're supposed to sign up?" Another nine-year-old boy with greenish-black hair appeared in her line of vision.

The receptionist looked up and smiled. "I thought I already gave you your room key?"

The boy looked puzzled. "Huh? I just arrived here." His puzzlement replaced his nervousness.

"What's your name then?" The receptionist wasn't still convinced. In her head, she was thinking, 'Satoru-kun sure likes to play and act.'

"E-echizen Toshiro." The woman studied him more closely and that's when she noticed that the color of his eyes were amber; almost gold-like. Satoru had brown eyes.

"Oh! I must apologize. Here you go," She gave the key to him.

"What does this mean?" Toshiro pointed to the initials of the key, S1.

"Special Room #1." She explained, and added, "I bet you'll like your neighbor."

"Y-you think so?" His nervousness came back at the thought of new kids.

"Hai."

"This sure is one amazing place." Satoru stated as he dropped his bags on the floor and quickly jumped on the queen-sized bed after he closed his door.

He looked around and found himself engulfed in a room which gives a home-like feeling.

"I could get used to this." Satoru again stated as he found a mini-fridge on one of the corners. He opened it, and saw what looked like grape soda.

Examining the cold can on his hand, he read its name, "Ponta."

He shrugged his shoulder and opened it. He thought that since it was free, he was allowed to drink this kind of beverage.

On the other side of S2, Toshiro entered his abode and quickly arranged his things. Since he was staying here for more than fourteen days, he better familiarize with the area. He quickly found himself attracted to the big window at the back portion of the room. He found himself staring at it for almost ten minutes. The view was amazing. Since it was his first time in Japan, he was rather amused at his surroundings. Everything his Aunt Nanako told him was precisely correct.

"This place is amazing!" Toshiro exclaimed before he jumped on the bed. That has to be the best feeling he had felt in a long time.

Then again, he remembered his stuff and began taking them out of their boxes.

Satoru suddenly felt boredom, so he quickly change into some comfortable clothes. 'Another tour would be good,' he thought. Just as when he was about to put on his shoes, he found his socks missing.

"Oh no! Did I forget to pack it?" He panicked. How could he play tennis without socks? Tsk. This was a terrible thing.

A light bulb suddenly flashed on the top of his head. "I know!"

Ring…Ring…Ring…

"Hello?"

"Mom! Where'd ya put my socks?" Satoru was frantically searching his luggage while trying to hold on the phone.

"It's on the red bag, first pocket." Ryuzaki Sakuno waited before she heard her son exclaim, "Found it!"

She giggled, which brought Satoru back to earth. "Sorry! Forget I even called!"

"Was that Satoru?" Ryuzaki Kaname asked his niece.

"Hai." Sakuno replied before going out of their traditional house and began her chores in their farm.

Finished tying his shoes, Satoru grabbed his tennis bag from the floor and went outside. However, across from him he saw a box lying down on the floor.

Figuring out that maybe the box belonged to his neighbor, he quickly knocked on his door. "Hey, anybody there? There's a box outside!"

The door opened to reveal a guy with boxes almost covering his whole body.

Satoru's instincts kicked in. "Do you need any help?"

Toshiro felt as if a heavy weigh has been lifted off him. "Thanks!"

Satoru took the box and went inside the room. He couldn't help but comment, "So you got S1."

"Huh?" Toshiro asked as he brought down the boxes to the floor, his back turned away from Satoru. The latter on the other hand, brought the box he was carrying into the coffee table.

In the process of bringing down the box, a lone tennis ball fell off, so Toshiro went to him and got it the same time as Satoru tried to.

As they slowly looked up, both of their hearts were beating faster than their normal beats.

Finally, their eyes met, and they found themselves positively amazed and bewildered at the same time.

"What in the world…" Both of them said at the same time.

"Why do you look like me?" Satoru asked, baffled.

Toshiro countered. "Excuse me, but I should be asking that to you."

"I don't know, but I think it's cool." Satoru showed a toothy grin. Toshiro also began to smile big.

Just before they were able to explore the topic further, they heard the bell ring, signaling them that the match camp would occur in minutes.

Satoru stood up while he waited for Toshiro to get his tennis bag.

As they exited his room, both of them glanced at each other.

"We will talk-"Toshiro began.

"-about this later." Satoru finished.

Now both of them wanted to finish their matches quickly so they could unravel this some sort of mystery.