Dragon: Awakened

IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

Anime/Manga (Prince of Tennis series)

Chapter Target: 30+

Chapter Words (Target): 1,700

Hii there, my name is Duskia, and I will be posting weekly (or more regularly if you want, just ask me to put more effort into getting it faster) (;

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Constructive criticism is appreciated, now have fun reading!

'Talking'

'Thinking'

'Dream'

Chapter One: Dragon's Introduction

Please note;

[POV Change]

[Time-lapse]

In Japanese people say the first and surname the other way around(this is a formal custom), for example Chris Davis would be Davis Chris)

Word Count for chapter one: 1,740

[Ryoma's POV]

[08:50AM, Seishun Gakuen Class 2-b]

'Well, class, I have an announcement to make.' Ishida-sensei seemed to have just managed to remember something.

'Doubt it's anything interesting. Might as well try getting some sleep, need to catch up,' Ryoma yawned unnecessarily loudly.

Momo laughed slightly, watching his kouhai lie down on his desk was a regular thing to see. He could see a small smile growing on Echizen's face. He really did like to cause trouble.

'Echizen! Please pay attention when I am speaking!' Ishida growled.

'Hm?'

Ishida-sensei sighed, and cleared his throat.' Today, a new transfer student will be joining us.'

There were a few conversations here and there. Ryoma frowned, how could someone get some sleep when people were talking so loudly? That's when one of the things caught his attention; Ishida had never said before that a transfer student was an important announcement, except probably himself. 'This might prove to be somewhat interesting.'

As you might expect from some sort of perfectly-timed scene, a knock on the door could be heard. A smirk grew on Ryoma's face as he got ready to say the transfer was 'mada mada'.

As said transfer walked in, many squeals could be heard from the female population of the class – they really were insane – as Ryoma absorbed the appearance of his possible rival. The boy – probably a bit taller than himself – had silvery blue hair, with deep blue eyes almost like Kikumaru- senpai's, with a defined face.

Definitely a rival, from what he could tell.

[Unknown's POV]

As I walked through the school hallways toward Class 2b, I wondered what had made me do all this.

First off, I had had a certain stroke of luck (in going to my dream country, Japan, and also in taking my best friend, Chris with me) and on top of that, was assigned to possibly the most academically proven school in Tokyo.

Of course, there had to be some downsides.

I had to be careful to avoid taking them head on, as I needed to create a good first impression.

As I neared the door under the quite nicely-displayed glass sign, I started to wonder what my class would be like. I hoped that it would be even slightly more eventful than my last school; nothing really ever happened there.

I took a small sigh, and knocked on the door.

As I was called in by the teacher, I took a small moment to scan the class. That's when my eyes widened.

'Echizen Ryoma?'

Oh my god. This was going to be a very eventful class. It seems like my luck has increased quite drastically. My façade was still up, but inside I could not wait to play him again – the one person I had ever had trouble with since graduating from Oxstalls.

[Ryoma's POV]

Wait.

What?

Since when did he get here?

Those were three questions flowing through my mind at that point.

I finally recognised the boy as Nebula, and remembered playing against him in the quarterfinals of the US Open.

I smirked when I noticed him glancing at me, and felt the sudden urge to play tennis.

This is just second nature to me, after all.

I felt an irritation rise up in me. Those girls were really annoying.

'Ohh, I don't have a spare seat next to me. I wish the transfer would sit next to me, though. He's so kawaii!'

Ryoma felt his eyebrow twitch, and looked at Nebula, who was sweatdropping at what the girl had said.

Oh, he hasn't changed at all.

[Tom's POV]

The teacher, who I now knew to be Ishida-sensei, asked me to introduce myself. I smiled serenely and looked at the class in general, although I was really focusing on Ryoma. My façade really did come in useful a lot…

'Ohayoo gozaimasu minna-san, my name is Nebula Tom. I'm originally from Great Britain, and my favourite pastime is tennis. I'm hoping we can get on well.'

(at that, a few girls sighed dreamily)

My smile kept up, but inside I was laughing.

This class was really cool.

[Slightly Later]

As I looked at my timetable, I did a slight doubletake. Six lessons, made up of forty minutes each? This was exactly the same total time, but it was a little weird. Also it might take me a little bit of time to get used to staying in the same classroom – I usually had to walk all around the school, where we went to the teachers instead of them coming to us.

Also, I noted that break was only ten minutes, but lunch was an hour and a half. That would be useful in getting an idea of the campus layout, and I had planned to check out the club list. Obviously that was not necessary, as Ryoma was in the same class. I would just tag along with him to the tennis club (after all, I don't think he would be at this school if It did not do tennis).

First period, Science, was a total breeze. They covered things that I had already learnt – ones that I found particularly easy – and I had finished the extension before anyone had even gotten onto it. The teacher was particularly surprised about this; but the annoying thing was, it seemed t make the girls even more in awe.

From next to me, Ryoma whispered, 'I think you'll have to suffer from having a fan club soon too, Tom.' I sighed.

'Well, I don't plan on losing to you.' We smiled in unison.

The rest of the first five periods were pretty uneventful, of course counting out that I had excelled in the classwork and the teachers took an instant liking to me except from one, the history teacher, who got very angry at me for correcting him on an incorrect piece of data in one of his lectures. That would probably be something I could laugh about with Chris later.

'Finally, lunchtime!' I heard.

I sighed. Although I did say this was going to be much more fun than the Crypt, it would still take a bit of getting used to. I was however looking forward to seeing how good the tennis club was.

'Hey, Ryoma, what do you want to do first?' I said quietly.

'Tennis?'

'I should have expected that.' We both laughed at this. 'Okay… well, I also need to eat, so I might go to the cafeteria about half an hour through. I'll hang around after that.'

'sure.' I heard a mumble from him, and smirked.

'Okay, well, let's get going then...'

After going through the modern-looking school building once more, I realised how many students there actually were.

'Quite a lot more people than in the Crypt, I can see.' I laughed, realising just how much more difficult it was going to be to get around quickly.

'Hm..'

'Okay, Mr. Silent, now let's get down to those courts!'

'Mada mada dane, Nebula-san.'

I flicked his ear, causing an 'ouch' and reminded him, 'It's Tom, not Nebula. Come on, we are friends?'

'Yeah, yeah..'

Once we arrived at the tennis courts, I was kinda surprised. There were tennis players as far as the eye could see! I was so excited, getting to play tennis every single day would be absolutely awesome.

Straight away, I spotted an extraordinary player. Taking an almost catlike movement, he jumped across the court to volley the ball, while upside down. I blinked.

'Hey Ryoma, who's that redhead?'

'Oh, that's Kikumaru-senpai. He's one of the regulars on the tennis team.'

'Okay, well will there be any chances to get on the team soon?'

'There is going to be a ranking tournament on Friday, where the regular positions for this year will be announced.' I turned around, and instantly did a doubletake.

'Oh, hello Tezuka-buchou, I was just explaining about the tennis team to Tom here.'

I was pretty damn excited. There were people here stronger than Ryoma?

This was gonna be amazing.

'It's a pleasure to meet you, Tezuka-buchou. I'm Nebula Tom of 2-b.'

'I'm looking forward to working with you.'

[After School]

After school had ended, I started cycling to my new house. It was a good thing that I had a naturally strong sense of direction, or else I would be completely lost by now – well, it would be hard not to notice my house.

The Japanese mansion stood out from the rest of the city, standing upon a hill near the edge of Tokyo. The school was quite close, so it wasn't much of a pain to get from point A to point B, but it was still some good exercise.

'Tadaima!' I called.

I heard a 'okaerinasai' and walked in. Throwing my bag down by the doorway and taking my shoes off, it was the first time I really took notice of how freaking awesome this house was. The walls were mostly made of insulated wood (this was supposed to look traditional) with a modern twist to it.

As I walked up the stairs towards my room, Chris came out of his own room.

Woah. I did not expect this.

Chris' hairstyle had completely changed – and now mimicked that of Shusuke Fuji (who was tormenting Ryoma throughout the lunch break). I had to say, it looked pretty freaking good.

'How does it look?' Chris said, a hint of nerves showing on his face.

'Don't worry, it looks pretty damn awesome. The funny thing is, the school's resident tensai also has pretty much the same haircut as you.' I chuckled.

'Oh, really? I hope I can meet him tomorrow, lol.'

'The buchou already said I was pretty much guaranteed to be on the squad, considering my previous success, so it's a given that if you hang around with me, you'll see him one time or another. Not saying you won't get on the team, you're almost at my level, damn prodigy.' We both laughed at that.

Oh yeah, there's a ranking tournament to decide this year's team this Friday.'

'Friday? It's Wednesday now!' Chris started panicking, and I sweatdropped.

'Yeah, don't worry. You managed to hold off 3 games in the last match we played, and Ryoma, who I met today, only held off 1. He was that guy I played in the US Open quarterfinals.'

'Oh really?'

'Yeah, but don't expect to beat everyone. After all, there must be someone better than me.'

'Oh really?'

I shoved Chris. 'Shadap, that is annoying.'

'Oh, really?'

~~End of Chapter One~~

Translations:

Okaerinasai – Welcome back

Tadaima – I'm home

Mada mada dane – If you don't know this, watch Prince of Tennis. It's Ryoma's catchphrase.

Ohayoo – Good morning

Kawaii – You should also know this, means 'cute' in general

Minna – basically 'everyone'