Hi, this is my first story. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis. I wish I did. The only things I own are the characters I made up.

Prologue

There are three secrets that Ryoma kept from his team, opponents and school. The only people that know is secret is Ryoma, his family, Ryuuzaki-sensei, and his 7 closest friends. One of the secrets is that Ryoma has three different eye colors and personalities depending on the color. The three colors are red, golden, and green.

For red, Ryoma calls it 'fight mode'. Ryoma is a good fight and he could still play tennis in 'fight mode' but, the style is more aggressive and he scares everyone (a/n well everyone that knows his secret or that only knows him in 'fight mode'). And he sort of can control it unless he is really mad or irritated.

For golden, Ryoma calls it 'tennis mode'. Ryoma usually stays in 'tennis mode' but, if he gets to mad he goes into 'fight mode'. He is cocky, arrogant, and is a good tennis player. And his team, opponents, and school only know him in 'tennis mode'.

For green, Ryoma calls it 'true mode'. Ryoma used to always be in 'true mode' when he was not playing tennis, really mad, really irritated, or fighting but, he barely goes on 'true mode' or 'fight mode'. In 'true mode' Ryoma is afraid of a lot of things, he is easier to scare and he cries more often. He acts like a little kid.

Ryoma's second secret is that he lied about his age. Ryoma is 10 years old but, Ryoma didn't want the school to know.

Ryoma's third secret is that he used to be the leader of a gang (a/n Ryoma's gang are the 7 closest friends I was talking about, they found out when they went to an amusement park together). This gang is not your ordinary gang, they don't act scary nor tough, well only the leader, Ryoma, and the vice leader, well he just act like Tezuka (a/n you will know the name of them soon).

Hope you like it!

Ryoma: Wow thank you for telling them my secret.

Me: Well! At least your team, school, and opponents don't know.

Ryoma: Fine I'm leaving.

Me: Wait! At least say what you were supposed to say.

Ryoma: Fine. Please review.