Chapter 1: Competitions outside of school is useless, then again maybe not.

Me: Okay, so this is my first chapter of Prince of Tennis.

Fan Girls: *squeals* Is Ryoma-sama going to be in it?

Me: What the he'll do you want? Of course he's going to be in it! This book is referenced on him anyway! Now go away before I shoot you all! *takes out AK-47 shotgun*

Fan Girls: KYAAAAA! She's gone insane! Run for your lives! *runs away*

Ryoma: *comes out from under the desk* Thanks.

Me: Your welcome. Now in return I want you to do the disclaimer for me. *smiles with 'OR ELSE' face'

Ryoma: Fine. I'll do it. Peru doesn't own the Prince of Tennis manga or anime. Except for the OCs she created.

Rin: *pops out of nowhere* LIKE ME! ENJOY THE STORY!

Sakuno's POV

'Whaaa! What should I do? What to do? What to do?' I was stuck in a place that shouldn't have happened. Today I was supposed to meet Grandma at the next stop. But I guess life hates me so. For I was stuck in-between two guys, two huge guys and one in front of me yelling. I tuned in to hear what they were saying.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You idiots don't know the rules for gripping!" He babbled on and talked about how the top spin uses the western grip. And how to hold the western grip.

"Oh! Of course! Sasabe is different!" One of the guys sitting beside me praised the person, who is supposedly named Sasabe.

"Stupid! This is common sense!" Sasabe scolded, waving his racket around. I managed to dodge a few swings, but it really was scary with the racket going everywhere. That's when I heard a voice.

"Yo, can't you keep it down? Someone is sleeping here." I looked up to see who it was (who miraculously saved me from a berserk swinging racket). The others looked to see who spoke up.

It was a boy, no bigger than twelve (same age as me). He wore a white cap, lopsided and had a sleeved jacket with shorts and runners. His hair was a dark sea blue. Beside him, on the right, was a tennis bag. On his left side, was a girl sleeping; she was wearing the same thing as the boy but without the hat. Her hair cut was a bit weird, it was cut to a short length and was gelled. Like a boy's hairstyle. Behind her was also a tennis bag.

Then all of a sudden, Sasabe dropped his racket, making the girl stir but she didn't wake up.

Ryoma's POV

The damn guy dropped his racket making Rin stir. This damn bastard is going to have his pride broken.

"TAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed as he picked up his racket. "This is embarrassing. Getting told off by a little kid and all!"

I looked at Rin and she was wide awake, not that her eyes were open; but she was awake nonetheless. 'I guess I'll leave it to her then.'

I saw her scowl and then fall asleep again. 'Then again, maybe not.'

I sighed as the guy picked it up in the right western grip. "Bingo. Holding the upper part of the racket and clamping it is the correct western grip."

I looked at him and continued. "Another thing. The thing you said about "shaking hands"? That's the eastern grip. It's common, for people to learn it the opposite way."

I leaned back in my seat as the train came to a stop.

'Sei Harudei! Sei Harudei!'

The mechanical voice sounded, I grabbed my tennis bag and hopped off. The guys from before got off as well, making a huge commotion wherever they went. I left after them.

I paced a few times but I forgot how to get to Gakino Gijaka Garden. 'Damn.'I then spotted the girl from before. 'Might as well ask her then.'

I turned to her, she seemed flustered. "Um… which way is the Gakino Gijaka Garden?"

"Oh! I'm going there too!" Her face lit up. "Are you going to be in the match? Tennis is new to me!"

"…So which way is it?" 'Damn she's annoying.'

Her face fell; she bowed. "Ah sorry I just… exit from the South Gateway and you'll soon notice it."

"South Gateway… right? Thanks." I turned and left on my way.

Rin's POV

I woke up at a stop ahead of Sei Harudei. 'Damn that bastard brother, he didn't wake me up!'

With my eyes closed I grabbed my tennis bag and left the train and ran out of the station to my left. I started to pick up speed. In two minutes I reached Gakino Gijaka Garden, without breaking a sweat.

I jogged up to the coach and he told me to get started on my game. I walked over to the first court with my racket in hand.

"What? I'm playing a girl? I think this will be an easy game win." My opponent sneered. "What's wrong girly? Are ya blind?"

I snapped. "You are so gonna regret this punk!"

I opened my eyes a crack and the boy tensed up.

Seconds later

"Game. Match. Echizen Rin 6-0." The scorekeeper announced shocked at how fast the game went by. After all it only took twenty seconds.

The boy dropped to his knees, gaping at the loss. I smirked, my hands on my hips. "Serves you right, punk."

Then left the court, for my next match.

Seven short games later

It was the finals, just me and some other dude from the other block.

"Best of of one set match. Echizen service play." The scorekeeper announced.

"May the best player succeed." I smiled at him, and served.

Minutes later

"Game. Match. Echizen Rin 6-5." The scorekeeper announced the winner.

"You ain't half bad, boy." I smiled and shook his hand. "What's your name boy?"

"Mark Zibbo." He replied, and shook my hand gratefully.

"Hmmm… you're American, aren't you?" I questioned.

"That I am. Say can I get a tennis ball signed by you?" He asked excitably.

"You want an autograph? Sure, just give me a marker and a tennis ball." I heard him run towards his bag and scrambles for the required essentials. He came back panting and handed me the ball and marker.

I signed it and gave it to him.

"Thank you. I hope we meet once again." He said with gratitude.

"Same here boy." I smiled and walked off the court.

I felt a familiar presence near the gate, and I started screeching. "RYOMA YOU BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME ON THE TRAIN!"

I ran towards him and hit him on the head. He recoiled with pain.

"What was that for Rin?" He asked, obviously pained by the hit I gave him.

"For leaving me on the train." I retorted, grabbing the Ponta I snuck from home; and tossed it to him. "Your welcome. Now let's go home! I have a win to celebrate!"

Ryoma's POV

Rin ran towards the station, still full of energy. Not a single sweat on her perfect little face. I sighed, 'She's still fast as ever.'I followed her to the station.

Admission day at school

Rin's POV

I snickered as I heard Ryoma's snoozing. 'Guess I'll have pay back! I'm not going to wake him up. And he's going to be late for classes!'I made my way around the school. My Gakuren fit quite snugly and it was big enough to hide my identity as a girl. It took quite a while for me to get a Gakuren for this school and not wear a schoolgirl's outfit. Those skirts made me itchy.

I rounded a corner and heard tennis balls being hit by rackets. I sped up with my bag and tennis bag behind my back. 'Man they're both so heavy with the school stuff.'I inwardly groaned.

I think I sped up too much because I collided with someone and fell down.

"Watch where you're going, boy!" I growled as I got up and dusted myself off.

"That's my line!" The boy hissed his reply. I snapped my head up and knitted my brows together.

"Eh? There's a snake in the school?" I questioned myself aloud. Then I felt myself being lifted by the collar of my shirt. 'Man this guy is strong, his doing it with one hand too!' Even though I was a girl, I had a lot of weight on me. My body though said otherwise: slim, girl slim.

"Who are you calling snake?" He hissed. I swear I could feel his killing intent. But I didn't back down.

"You snake face." I retorted.

"Why you - " He started but stopped when another boy came to stop him.

"Kaidoh! Put the him down, we're going to be late!" His voice was commanding. 'Must be the captain.'

"Yes Tezuka-buchou." Kaidoh replied, putting me down. But he hissed something that only I could hear. "Don't think that this is over."

I heard him leave, I then made my way to the school. Smiling and humming to myself. 'This is going to be fun~!'

Me: Yah! I'm finished~!

Ryoma: Is that something to be proud of.

Me: Tsk. Tsk. Ryoma of course this something to be proud of. After all it is the first chapter of your book.

Momo: She's right o'chibi.

Ryoma: Whatever.

Momo: Please review, it'd be much appreciated by Peru and Rin.

Rin: BLIND PEOPLE RULE!

Momo: O.o"

Ryoma: o.O"

Me: *snoozes*