I'm sorry it took this long to translate my beloved creation, and no, I'm NOT abandoning it, NEVER or at least I'm not planning to.

I hope you like it!

And please guys, is painfully obvious that this is a Fem Ryoma fanfic (I'm a fan of gender-bender so deal with it) so please if you don't like DON'T READ!

Rated T because I'm paranoid! Rate might change.

And NOW!

Disclaimer: PoT is not mine (unfortunately), I just own the plot and a few characters that I will make appear later.

Summary: She spent most of her life disguised as a man, living in the shadow of someone that will never come back, it was tiring, she was tired. Everything she ever did was for her father, and for what? to be seen just as the replacement of someone else? to be seen just as a thing? well no more, this was the ed of all that because now it was time for her to shine, not the 'Prince of Tennis', just her...

*Formerly known as 'The Queen Of Tennis'

Warnings: nothing so far...

Pairings: FemRyomaXall (for now)

"Blah..." talking

'Blah...' thinking

"Blah..." dreams or flashbacks

"Blah..." talking in English

Published: 06-04-12

Updated: 06-09-13

Updated: 09-29-13

Prologue

- Breaking Point -

(Everyone Has One, This Was Mine)

Breath.

Exhale.

Breath.

Exhale.

In.

Out.

Relax.

Focus.

Just let go...

"The match between Echizen Ryoma and Sakuraba Endo will begin in a few minutes" a woman announced through the speakers and people began to walk towards the benches to watch my match.

I quickly took my racket and walked towards the court.

'This is it!' the moment I had been waiting for so long.

"There's no turning back"

Sweat running down the column of my neck and into my back making me sticky, my hair barely covered my ears making me look like a boy allowed air to smack into my body sending shivers to my spine.

One more game, that was everything I needed to win the championship, but I was well aware that Endo was not going to give it to me that easily, we both were determined to win.

My service.

Serve. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Point.

"15-0" someone announced.

Again my service.

Serve. Hit. Hit.

"15-15"

"It seems that neither of us is planning to lose" Endo said to me trying to distract me from our match.

"It seems so" I admitted, never loosing sight of the ball.

"Sakuraba's service"

Service. Hit. Hit. Hit. Point.

"30-15" cheers erupted "Echizen's point"

"I will not give up, have that in mind" his gaze intensified, full of determination, just like mine.

"Echizen's service"

Service. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Point.

"40-15, Echizen's Point"

"Do not think I'll give you that point without a fight" never dreamed of it.

"Echizen's service"

Service. Hit. Hit. Point.

"40-30"

Service. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Point.

"40-40" damn it, if I didn't focus on the game I would loose, I didn't want to... I couldn't afford to... dad would... he would not...

"Ready?" damn him, the bastard was mocking me.

"Whenever you want" I dared.

Service. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Point.

"Set and match for Echizen Ryoma" I was exhausted, I never thought I would need to use 'Cyclone Smash' or 'Mujūryoku'

"Good match" I was going to shake his hand when he suddenly smacked it away with so much force I was sure I was going to have a bruise later.

"You don't deserve to win, you don't even take tennis seriously!" I felt my heart shank at his words, I wanted to answer him, tell him how wrong he was, but I couldn't, the words got stuck in my throat and wouldn't come out no matter how hard I tried "see? you did not even tried to deny it" and he left, just like that... never looking back...

People announced my victory, everyone talked about me, or at least a part of me, 'the prodigy Ryoma Echizen' at my young age of eight I had already conquered an amount of championships a 'normal' kid would only dream of, even so, it didn't mattered, none of it mattered to me, the media only wanted someone they could crush with their comments.

The interview was going to start in a few minutes and even what I knew this wasn't the first one I had, I was very nervous, I felt like my whole being was shaking uncontrollably.

"Now tell us young Echizen, now that you earn the title of 'The Prince of Tennis' what are you planning to do?" my bottom lip quivered and I felt the color of my face draining, my throat closing, he was right...

What was I going to do now?

And that's it! you love it? hate it?

Please be patient I know you have a lot of questions, but all will be solved in due time.

*Mujūryoku: zero gravity or without gravity.

And sorry for the grammar mistakes

I-chan out~ (or Mia, whatever you like)

Bye bye!