Sakuno, Maybe?

Summary: Dying and being place in the toddler Sakuno's body? That's like more messed up than me massacring a hundred of people. With tennis balls, no less.

A/N: Hehe, I wanted to try this one out. It's been a long time since I wrote for the fandom, after all. This is short but the next chapter would be longer.

Disclaimer: I don't own POT

Chapter 1: Reincarnated?!

I died.

Just like that.

It wasn't really cliche, but it was more of... dying because of my inane clumsiness.

Well, it isn't my fault that a truck hit me when I was crossing the road now, is it?

What a stupid way to die.

I wanted to die of old age with my husband after I have been successful at my career. I wanted to die in my bed, a victorian, princess-style one, surrounded by my beautiful children.

But no.

I had to die before I could even do any of those things.

I had to die when I was still young. A high school student at that.

I could remember the faint scream. I could remember the loud sirens of an ambulance and I could remember that I hadn't made it.

At the final moment before my death, everything became surprisingly clear. I can see a man that's frantically on the phone, calling someone. I saw a woman gasp and looked at me pitifully. A horde of onlookers arrived and gasped and were full of sorrow. The sirens draw closer as the familiar ambulance arrived but...

...The impact must have been too much, I didn't survive.

I died.

And I left my mother, my father, and my two wonderful twin brothers.

And... I was left with a feeling of nothingness.

As I died, I thought about what would happen to me.

Will I be entering Heaven or Hell? Underworld? Hades?

And maybe, I'll meet God and be a little angel and looked at my family from afar.

But that wasn't what happened.

I opened my eyes and saw a pretty woman. She had dark brown hair and light brown eyes that seemed to glitter as she continued to stare at me.

I blinked. Once. Twice.

Wait-what?!

The female doesn't even look familiar at all, and I thrust my hands like I was on a tantrum, breaking free from her grasp. The woman was tall, way taller than me that is.

She didn't even flinch, the woman. She just smiled and cooed, "Sakuno dear is so cute and so energetic today."

Sakuno?

Doesn't the name sounds familiar...? Ah, Echizen-kun's girlfriend. From Prince of Tennis, I mean.

Wait.

I tilted my head to the side and asked, "Where's Sakuno?"

My voice sounded squeaky and high-pitched, like that of a small brat's.

Weird.

"Sakuno dear," The woman hid a small grin as she picked me up and kissed my cheek, "You are my Sakuno."

Rewind.

I'm Sakuno?!

I looked down and noticed my little arms and my little feet. I wore a, gasp, pink dress with frills. And ribbons and all those other girly little things.

I looked around. The room look like a baby's room. There was a small violet crib in the corner and there were playmats all over the floor.

I reincarnated and... became Sakuno?

And wasn't Prince of Tennis some sort of anime? Or maybe I'm a different Sakuno...?

What?!

My brain probably can't take it. Probably.

I fainted.

"Hahaha!" A loud and obnoxious chuckle rang through the room and effectively woke me up.

Bitch.

I opened my tiny little eyes and was not really so surprised when I saw another unfamiliar person.

Actually-She looked familiar.

"Hahaha," The woman snorted and then she bit her cheeks to stop laughing. She looked at my mother and asked, "You're daughter fainted?!"

"Don't be like that mother." My mother told her... mother?

I coughed.

No wonder the obnoxious laugh was so familiar.

My mother noticed that I was stirring and pointed at me with gleaming eyes, "Look at Sakuno dear, she woke up!"

"Heh." A smile formed on the other woman's lips. She went towards me and then she cooed, "Do you remember me?"

"Of course, Sumire-chan~"

My voiced sounded so squeaky as I sang. And I noticed that both woman were staring at me like I was insane or something like that.

Which I am not.

At all.

And that's when the thought struck me. I wasn't supposed to act like a teenager, especially since I was just a small brat.

"You're child..." Ryuuzaki-sensei, oops, it Grandma now, opened her mouth in slight amazement. She continued to stare at me as she finished her statement, "...is interesting."

My mother mutely agreed, shocked as well.

At least they understand that I'm special.

Oh well.

A/N: And that... is the prologue. It's short, I know, but the next chapters would be longer. Oh and please drop by a review. You know I love that.