Yes, I know I should be focusing on thinking of an Epilogue in MTHE, but I just couldn't help but do this, or else it might disappear to oblivion.

So this follows My Tragedy's Happy Ending verse, so yeah.

And I hope you guys will like this one too.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis

The dining area was filled with three persons. A woman with dark hair, green eyes and a fine posture sat in the middle, peacefully having her meal. On her right is a much younger lady, with a long straight hair, some short strands framing her face, and a striking resemblance with the woman in the middle.

Green blazer neatly worn, necktie securely tied around her neck, blouse buttoned and tucked in the green skirt. A hand reached for the porcelain cup filled with green tea.

"Akira, I hope you won't be fighting with Akaya's friends." The matriarch of the household said with a worried smile on her face.

Akira glanced at her mother and then to the younger boy across her. Though they have a year gap in their age, one would see the difference in their maturity. Akaya, unlike his older sister, tend to still be reminded that his necktie shouldn't be worn in such a way, and however right he thinks that he tied it, Akira would always end up tying it in a finer way and in a tighter knot.

"They're not his friends, okaa-sama, they're his senpai." Akira corrected her mother before taking a sip on her green tea. When she was done, she rose from her seat and grabbed her things. "We'll be going ahead, okaa-sama." One glance at Akaya and he knew that he should be going as well.

"We're going, okaa-sama!" Akaya declared as he grabbed his things and rushed out of the dining area to catch up with Akira. It was a wonder, really, how she can walk fast despite being an archer.

O~O~O

Another tennis ball hit the abused training wall of the tennis club. Mura-buchou told him to train using this method to enhance the strength of his attacks, and so that he could boost his stamina. And since Mura-buchou told him, he'd do so.

If Akaya were to choose between Akira and Yukimura-buchou, he'd rather die than face their wrath. During his first year, he developed this other side of him that makes his eyes go bloody red and his skin becomes unbelievably scarlet. At times, Akira and Akaya play tennis, and that particular time, Akaya's head met the ground and when he rose, Devil Akaya appeared. He recovered quickly, remembering that it was just a silly game that his sister initiated so he returned to him being him. But then, there was one casualty... her sister fainted right there.

Apparently since then, Akira hated the whole tennis team.

And since then, she'd been convincing him to quit tennis and just join the archery club.

Remembering the sudden memory makes him feel bad for his sister.

"Then just enrol to another school. Rikkai's tennis club is not healthy for you!" Akira demanded.

"But nee-sama, Rikkai is number one in Japan." Akaya gave a confident smile. "Senpai-tachi can help me become number one in Japan, and Yukimura-buchou helps me. I'm grateful for having them." He replied proudly.

What Akaya didn't know was that Akira interpreted his words as,

"Nee-sama, senpai-tachi loves me, and I love them, especially Yukimura-buchou."

And what he didn't know was that every time he says senpai-tachi, her mind would only register one person. Yukimura Seiichi.

O~O~O

During her first year, Kirihara Akira had a secret crush on Yukimura Seiichi, the Child of God. He was so cool, talented and good looking. Was. That was when they didn't turn her precious (not to mention naïve) little brother into a literal devil.

Though they may not be like one of those siblings that is so close to the extent that they would share a room, or bathe together, or eat together, Akira can proudly say that they are close with each other.

Both of them would walk together going to school, or going at home. Whenever they have the chance, they would eat lunch together, or play tennis or practice archery together. Akira tried her best to learn every single lesson and remember them by heart so that when the time comes that her little brother would approach her, she could assist him in every possible way. And if possible, once she graduated college, she'd be in charge of him, and she'd pave a way for his bright future.

And their bond strengthened when Akira entered middle school. Akaya had a hard time in English since he was in elementary(which perplexed Akira since their father works overseas and this made her more determined to teach him on the subject but then again… Akaya is Akaya) and as a kind nee-san, she'd help him with his homework, and she'd supervise him in his other subjects as well. She would watch every single match of Akaya and always, always praise him whenever another trophy was placed in his room, and he in turn would watch her matches and cheer from the crowd whenever she hit the bull's eye.

But after two months of his middle school, everything seemed to change. Akira was in her second year then. He told her that he'd be walking home along with his senpai-tachi (Yukimura walks home with them at times), and Mura-buchou already helped him with his assignments so no need for her assistance. And he would also be absent in some of her practices in kyudo because they have a scheduled practice, being a regular and all. She has archery lessons outside school, so she just joined the art club, so that she would have more time with her sport. But she would compromise just so she could watch Akaya's match for that day, even if it means that she would rush to the courts wearing her archery attire.

"Did you hear?"

"What?"

"Yukimura-sama recovered from his illness."

There is it again, girls and Yukimura Seiichi. And what's with the –sama?

"That's great isn't it?"

No , it's not, Akira thought but she knew better than to speak out her thoughts.

Akaya was crying for almost a whole week when Yukimura hadn't talked to them when he was in the hospital. The news about him being sick and can't play tennis and all was shocking, and if one would ask Akira, she would just stay quiet about it.

A part of her was happy about it, but of course, being a former fangirl of the said boy and a human being with some feelings actually existing within her system, also made her feel devastated and guilty.

As she glanced at the tennis courts across her classroom, a glare found its way to her face. She rose from her seat, slightly pushing her chair back, and left the classroom. She forgot her ball pen in her locker.

Her hands slid open the sliding door of her classroom.

"Ne, Akira-chan!" Yuki, a close friend of hers called with a grin plastered on her face. "Have you heard? Yukimura-sama will go to school today!" She shouted enthusiastically.

Akira banged close the door of her classroom, surprising every one.

A silver head blinked as he passed by her classroom. "Akira, where are you going, puri?" He asked.

Akira smiled. "I kind of forgot my ball pen in my locker. I'll just see you around Niou." She replied, before she slightly raised her hand to wave at him and headed for the stairs. All because of Yukimura! She thought.

And the funny thing about her is that she has formed some sort of friendship with Niou Masaharu. But then again, she just claims that she hates the tennis club, but no she doesn't.

Because she hates Yukimura Seiichi, the captain of the tennis club. And funny, how something as simple as having ran out of paper to having a storm in the country is always Yukimura's fault… in the girl's perspective.

"I hate him!" She took a seat across Niou, eyes burning with hatred as she stared at her quiz paper.

Niou watched with amusement at how disappointed she was with the result of her quiz. Sooner or later she'd blame her four wrong answers to their captain. "Yo!" He greeted in return.

"How can you manage to be with the most despicable man in the world?!"

Ah, there it is again, there usual conversation starter. Two years ago, he had caught her squealing in the roof top as she watched Yukimura take down three of their senpai. She was a closet fangirl. Until Akaya declared his respect for Yukimura Seiichi's team in which she interpreted as his love for the said man.

O~O~O

Yukimura wanted to have lunch with the regulars. This was to celebrate for his recovery, and of course, he wanted to spend some time with them. The Nationals could wait for the moment.

Marui seemed to be enjoying the food.

Niou tricked Akaya into getting the poor boy's bento without him noticing it.

Yagyuu and Sanada only remained silent.

Jackal watched over Marui's diet, and told him to eat some vegetables as well.

Yanagi was writing something on his notebook, and Yukimura doesn't want to know.

Ah, everything seemed to be peaceful and quiet. Just like before Yukimura fought for his dream and survived the disease. The only one missing is his cousin who Marui and Niou like to tease.

His little sister made sure that he'd have his favorite meal for lunch every day, it seemed. He was glad to be back at home, and not in that four-walled hospital room.

He remembered, Akaya has an older sister. He also heard from Yanagi that his sister is also a third year, just like them. But he never met her. And it seems that she isn't interested in any of the tennis club regulars, because there are those people that would take the opportunity to get closer to the regular of their choice.

And speaking of older sister, his cousin is like one to him, though she's only older by 3 months.

"That's just mean, Niou-senpai!" Akaya whined.

Yukimura laughed. It seems like he noticed just now.

"It's your-"

Akaya suddenly disappeared behind the metal door that was banged open by a girl that Yukimura was sure he just met. She has a long black hair tied in a ponytail, green eyes and tainted cheeks. She was panting heavily, as though she ran from the first floor towards the roof top.

An admirer perhaps?

She's in for a surprise if Akaya recovers from the attack.

Yukimura turned to his teammates, to inquire if one of them knows the girl. Marui and Jackal gasped, surprise overpowering words from coming out of their mouth.

"Tarundoru!" Sanada muttered, disapprovingly shaking his head at Akaya.

Yagyuu adjusted his glasses, mouth hung agape.

Yanagi returned to writing.

Niou, surprisingly for Yukimura, wasn't smirking or seeing this amusing, at all. His eyes widened a bit, mouth slightly open.

The girl then surveyed the area, as if she was looking for something.

"Akaya said that he'd have lunch with you? Where is he?" She asked, a hand on her hip while the other held a nicely wrapped bento box. "Our lunch got mixed up." Her eyes narrowed upon locking gaze with Yukimura.

"Akira," Niou raised his hand, index finger pointing at the door behind the girl.

Yukimura raised a brow. Seems like they know each other.

Akira closed the door, revealing Akaya whom she hit when she banged it open.

He looked up, eyes red, skin turning to an equal shade.

She blanched, hands dropping the bento box . "A-Akaya?"

Akaya recognized the voice. He blinked. "Nee-san?"

Yukimura only smiled. How sweet of her! But it wasn't sweet anymore when she turned to him, his smile was responded by a glare and an accusatory finger.

O~O~O

Akira was sure that she had everything set for Akaya's lunch. She, at times, prepares lunch for both of them, though their mother already told her not to since she can take good care of their lunch.

But no, being the older sister, she thinks that it's her responsibility to take good care of her little brother.

And making lunch for him is no exemption.

So that morning, when she was sorting out their meal, Akaya told her that he'd have lunch with Mura-buchou (and his senpai), and everything just got mixed up. To her irritation, she just randomly paired up both boxes and didn't check them.

So when lunch time came, horror struck her when she found out that both her bento boxes were filled with rice. And she didn't want to see Yukimura Seiichi, but her brother might die of hunger, so she had no choice.

To her desire to make it quick and easy, she ran from her classroom, to the tennis club room (because she thought that they would have their lunch there), to the roof top.

She's an archer, and she takes pride in her good eyesight and stable hands. But there's one big hole in her stamina, which she always tries to improve. But running from the tennis club room to the roof top was just tiring.

When she reached the roof top, the metal door was left ajar. And the first thing that came to view was Yukimura's smiling face.

Akira caught up her breath, green orbs still gazing at Yukimura's gentle smile. A blush found its way to her cheeks. It has been a while since she last saw him, two years ago? Besides, there are times in which she would simply avoid him. But then, looking at his face, he became more mature, more handsome, and-

Akira shook her head. She shouldn't be thinking about those things. No, he isn't handsome, he's the most despicable person in the world, and all those girls who seemed to adore him are blind. And no, she's not admiring him. In fact, she's one of those girls that are close to extinction, because most of the girls in the student population are turning into tennis club fan girling zombies.

So to her irritation, she banged open the door, panting. Her heart was beating loudly against her chest. Years ago, this might be due to the fact that she's facing Yukimura Seiichi, Child of God. But now, it's nowhere near admiration or love… it's pure rage. And nervousness, and irritation, and fear.

It seems that they weren't expecting someone outside the tennis club. Akira surveyed her surroundings.

Most of them were surprised, but Yagyuu Hiroshi tried to offer a smile. Tried. Because judging by the way his lips twitch, there seems to be something wrong. But for her, whenever something is wrong, she'd always point it to Yukimura.

"Akira," That was when Akira was enlightened by what seemed to be wrong.

She turned around, closing the door. She gasped when she finally have a good view of what she had done. Akaya was there, eyes turning to bloody red ones, fury and rage evident in his features. But he turned back to normal when he realized it was her.

"Nee-san?"

Akira couldn't hear the words he said. She couldn't say anything, or even get a hold of anything she's holding. She didn't know what to do, and she unconsciously dropped the bento box, but her mind only processed one thing.

Yukimura Seiichi.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't bang open the door. If it weren't for him she wouldn't hit her precious little brother with a freaking metal door! If it weren't for him-

Just then, she decided to settle it once and for all.

She turned to Yukimura who was smiling. The nerve he got! Eyes narrowed in a glare, lips pursed. She was blushing, face turning to dangerous shades of red. "I-" She stuttered but she found courage. "It's all your fault!" She finally shouted. If it weren't for the fact that she was standing in front of Yukimura's minions, she would have smiled proudly at herself for finally saying it, but her instinct told her to run.

And run she did.

Kyudo=Archery, and apparently in Japan middle schoolers aren't allowed such sport since it's dangerous.

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