Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whose misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
- William Shakespeare
Over the silent Mount Fuji and through the city streets of Tokyo...
Past the cherry blossom trees and among the subtle neighborhoods...
A hidden tennis court that lays within was still and quiet. The fancy grass tennis court was rare, but because of it's secrecy no one would take care of it; so there were patches of dirt everywhere. The net was worn out and torn, leaving the used-to-be poles struggling to hold it up rusty. The tennis court's sidelines and baselines were almost invisible and the paint was already poorly done enough.
However, this tennis court had a power. It turned every person who played on it a legend, even if the court itself wasn't. Every now and then a generation should find it; and with their great talent, they would grow up along with it.
Back into the story, the last generation who found the infamous tennis court… was split into two of the biggest tennis families of this generation. The Ryuzakis and the Echizens. Two families that lost and won towards each other in a non-stop rivalry towards the Nationals. These two families only knew of this tennis court, along with trusted friends and such. They both were obsessed with its power and secrecy that the two families built their mansions on the two sides of it: the Ryuzakis on the left, and the Echizens on the right.
The Ryuzakis were a born tennis family ever since back when Sumire Ryuzaki was playing on the tennis court, rising up and then becoming the wise and coach of the family. Her family extended, and yet one granddaughter was up to the challenge. She was shy and timid, but inside she was determined to live up to the Ryuzaki name. Not to mention she is beautiful, with her straight posture and smooth porcelain skin. She kept her long auburn hair hidden behind two twin braids, and often wore petite innocent-colored dresses from time to time. Even if the determination was purely reassuring, Sakuno wasn't the best at tennis.
The Echizens were a family with a legend. Nanjiro Echizen was an undefeated champion, and a lady killer. Finally settling down, he bore two sons who has been taught tennis before their first steps. Even though they came off as a sparingly arrogant family, the Echizens can usually back their talk up. Ryoma Echizen, a son of Nanjiro, was also determined to be better than the best. Ryoma was fairly attractable, with light tanned skin and dark sea-green eyes that can catch you in within a second. His messy emerald hair was mirrored his laid-back posture. Besides wearing anything Fila, Ryoma tends just to wear regular t-shirts and shorts. Due to his cocky attitude, Ryoma always gets himself with angered opponents. Coming off as cold, Ryoma slowly begins to break out of his bubble.
Without knowing of each other's existence, Ryoma and Sakuno thought that the unique tennis court belonged to only one of them…
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Hey there! For those who already know me, I'm back~! Sorry I've been gone for quite a while, I'm just going through my high school days right now so. For those who are new, welcome to the Ryoma + Sakuno family! I hope I can provide a lot of entertainment throughout the story for you and I'd appreciate it if you'd leave me a review (I don't accept flames, but I like help)! This maybe short for an intro, but I write much more than this! Stay tuned for the first chapter!
With love,
Lauren Eisenman
