I DO NOT OWN PRINEC OF TENNIS OR ANY CHARACTERS!

Enjoy my fellow fanfictioners :D


Sakuno silently sat at her desk tapping the pen against it creating a rhythm to match the falling rain outside. It was already so dark with the rain clouds forming an army to rain down on them. She heaved a sigh as she averted her eyes to the front of the classroom. Where was the teacher? Sakuno looked around the classroom trying to find her but she wasn't there. She heard a scream from outside, than a blood splatter against the door window. A student quickly sat up from his desk, allowing the chair to make clash with the tiled ground. He quickly made his way outside with all eyes trained on him. He slowly opened the door allowing a gust of wind to enter the classroom. Sakuno felt her loose hair being breezed away, than a whistling. A stomp. And another, followed by the dragging of a bloody sword.

A figure dressed in black and red emerged through the doors sending the student crawling back fearfully.

"W-Who are you?!" yelled a nervous student.

"Mada Mada Dane." Replied the stranger as he raised his head. A smirk tainted with the blood of humans, hair as green as the grass that grows on a hill in winter, eyes as sharp as the highest point on earth.

Students quickly got up and ran to the back of the class as they realized the extent of the stranger. Some crying and shivering. He laughed at this, oh how cruel his laugh was thought Sakuno as she sat frozen in her desk. He eyed her carefully, allowing his eyes to roam over her.

He slowly made his way to the students in the back as he dragged the sword along, allowing it to clang against the desk and scattered chairs. Many with fear painted in their eyes, stared at him as he approached like honey approaching a city. He stood in front of a young girl who was trembling and crying, pleading for mercy. He grasped her hair and pulled her up before bringing to cold blade down on her bare neck. The body hit the floor slowly as students started to scream and run. He laughed at their escape techniques. Within minuets they were dead. Lying motionless, headless, and armless against the cold hard floor.

Sakuno slowly stood up as the stranger comes closer to her. Fear stricken but curious Sakuno backed up against the class window. She was sitting on the ledge at the stranger laid his forehead against hers and whispered, "You must come back now."


Yes it is a horror that I hope to continue! more of a sadistic type of love between the two. YAYAY!
P.s. I will be updating my other story as soon as I have time!