Ok hi guys. I'm rewriting this because it was SO cliché and the way I wrote totally sucked. I rushed everything too fast. I hope this will be better .

Chapter 1: Collision

"BUHAAH!" Naruto gasped as he rose to the surface of the water. He sent charka to his feet and stood on it. "You… you were serious? You had really wanted to kill me?" Naruto screamed at Sasuke.

"Yeah, I really want to kill you. Because my brother said that to gain power, I would have to kill my closest friend." Sasuke said, before activating his sharingan. Naruto and Sasuke charged at each other, their fist collided before Naruto flew backwards. Sasuke did three hand seals and "bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" the buzzing sound of the chidori filled the air.

"Baka… I'll beat you back to your old self!" Naruto shouted, forming clones to make the rasengan. They charged at each other again.

"ARGHHHHH" they both cried. They're hands clashed into each other. *Splash* they flew back and slammed into the water. He… he really wants to kill me... why?

"Katon: Housenka no jutsu!" Sasuke spit out 5 balls of fire. Naruto flew backwards again. The cursed seal overtook Sasuke, causing him to go crazy. He grabbed Naruto by the neck and pushed another chidori through his right lung.

Some time later…

Nanjiroh was bored, his wife was out shopping, niece doing housework, and his cute little son, well, probably out in another tennis tournament. He sighed as he picked up his tennis racket and walked to the court.

"Sasuke! Why do you want to run off with Orochimaru?" A voice suddenly sounded off from where Nanjiroh was heading. There was a, boy? With blonde hair sitting in the court.

"Did your girlfriend run off with another guy?" Nanjiroh laughed, making his way to the boy.

"Sakura-chan didn't run off with another guy! And she's not even my girlfriend... yet. The blonde boy looked around him, seemingly confused at his surroundings. Then he looked up at Nanjiroh. "Who are you? And where am I?"

"I am the great Echizen Nanjiroh! You are in a tennis court in my house. How did you come in?"

The blonde boy stared at him. Wondering if he should tell this man everything that happened to him in konoha and stuff. Although he wasn't smart, he at least know not to tell some stranger about konoha and who he actually was. And he didn't know how he got there anyway. "Well… I am Uzumaki Naruto! I have no idea how I got here." he looked at him, hoping that his face showed confusion.

"So…you lost your memory but still remember your name… how interesting." Nanjiroh said. He sighed. "Fine, fine. Since you look about twelve, I'll let you enter Ryoma's school starting next week. So I'll be like adopting you until you remember everything and then go back to your parents. You can take the guest room as yours, we'll go shopping for your clothes tomorrow. Okay?"

Naruto stared at him like he was god. This guy didn't know him and was like adopting him? … That's so unrealistic. (It's seriously unrealistic but I really have no idea how else to write it…)He smiled at this man. "Okay!"

"Come. Let's head back to the house first"

In the house...

"Oyaji, who is that?" A boy with green highlights through his hair asked when Naruto and Nanjiroh walked into the house.

"Ryoma, this is Naruto. I'm going to adopt him until he regain his memories! And he'll be going with you to Seigaku." Nanjiroh explained.

"WHATTT? You decided that buy yourself?" Ryoma exclaimed. "Meh.. whatever. I'm going to the tennis tournament in Gakino Gizaka now."

"Tennis? What is that?" Naruto wondered aloud. Ryoma turned to look at him. How could anyone not know about tennis? He turned back and continued on.

"Eh wait Ryoma, I was thinking maybe you could take Naruto-kun with you? Then he could learn more about tennis and maybe learn to play!" Nanjiroh asked his son.

"I can come?" Naruto asked excitedly. "Thanks!" he exclaimed again at Ryoma's sigh. He followed Ryoma out of the house and walked with him to the train station, on his way to the Gaki… what was that place?

In the train…

"Heh heh… you idiots still don't know the rules of gripping! To hit the top spin, it's the western grip ya know that?" a super freak noisy about 16-year old guy shouted in the train. "I'm telling you, keep the racket like this and hold it like you're shaking hands."

"Oh! Of course! We must listen to you, Sasabe, since you're different! You're the pro here!" some another 16-year old shouted.

"Hey, can't you guys shut up?" to Naruto's surprised, Ryoma said to the noisy group. Then the both of them went back to sleeping.

The Sasabe person dropped in racket, "opps. Man… this is embarrassing, being told off by a kid." He bent down to pick his racket up.

"Bingo! Holding the upper part of the racket and clamping it, that's the correct western grip. The thing you said about shaking hands? That's the eastern grip. But it's okay, since it's common for people to learn it vice versa."

"SEIHAURDAI, SEIHARUDAI." The train speaker announced. The noisy people got off the train, and so did Ryoma. Naruto followed behind, thinking. 'Wow… Ryoma was so cool just now, telling them off like that. And this tennis thing seems cool. Maybe he should try it out…" Ryoma walked around, as if having lost his way.

"Hey, you know where is the Gakinogizaka garden?" Ryoma asked some girl leaning on a pillar.

"Huh?" the girl asked, turning red for some reason. "Oh... err… exit from the south gate way and you'll soon notice it."

Ryoma nodded and walked off. "Thanks girl!" Naruto shouted to her, and caught up to him. They went through the gate and looked around, but no sign of the garden. Ryoma sighed but continued to look around. After about 20minutes of failed search, they went back to the station and walked through the north gate. Ryoma glanced at his watch…5 minutes late… he went to a vending machine and got a can of ponta, then sat on the ground.

"Eh? Ryoma, how bout the match? The tennis match thing, remember?" Naruto asked.

"That girl told me the wrong direction. I'm 5 minutes late for the match, so I'm disqualified." Ryoma answered, tossing Naruto a coin.

"What's this for?" Naruto wondered, tossing the coin up and down.

"Get yourself a drink." Ryoma said. Naruto went to the vending machine, found the hole to put the coin in, and slit it in. he saw a few options lit up and press the same one that Ryoma pressed. The drink fell out.

"WHOA! This is so cool! How those this thing work?" Naruto asked the other boy, sitting down beside him. He looked for a way to open the can, turning it around…

"No idea." Ryoma answered, taking the can from Naruto and showing him how to open it, then passing it back. Naruto took a sip, then shouted, "This is great!"

"Um... the match, were you late?" said a small voice from behind them.

"5minutes late. Disqualified." Ryoma answered. "I'm thirsty." He tossed away the empty can.

"Err… let me get you a drink." The girl said, taking out her wallet and opening it. "Oh… I have no more coins." Ryoma sighed and went to the machine, getting 2 cans of ponta, one for the girl.

'Even if he was acting mean, it was all an act huh… getting that girl who caused him the match a drink.' Naruto thought.

"Hey, isn't that the bastard little kid that we saw just now? Look like he's leaving cause he lost." Someone shouted behind them, and then their whole group laughed. All of them turned to look at the bunch of 16-year olds they met on the train behind them. The leader smirked, and then raised his racket to hit Ryoma. Half way through, he stopped.

"Can't even defend yourself, and you dare lecture me about tennis." Sasabe said. "Don't think you can just beat me with your tennis theories. Know that well." Then he walked off.

"Urgh!" He look down at what hit him. "How dare you splash that icky juice onto my shirt! Unlike that little kid, I have matches you know!"

"Sorry! I didn't mean…" the girl started. Naruto frowned and toppled his drink all over Sasabe. "Don't think you're so big you can bully a girl!" he growled. Sasabe turned to him, before feeling another splash. "Hey, did you learn that grip yet? Maybe I can teach you a move if you want."

"Oh yeah?" Sasabe growled. "Let's have a match then you bastard kid." Both of them took their rackets and headed to the court.

"Naruto! My father asked you to tag along to watch this. Make sure you watch it carefully." Ryoma shouted to Naruto.

"HAI!" Naruto jumped up and down excitedly.

"One set match! Sasabe to serve!"

"Haha little boy! You think you can return my serve!" the ball bounced off his racket and speeded towards Ryoma's court, bouncing off and earning him a point.

"15-love!"

"He he… that was about 180km/hr! Want me to do the next one slower?"

"No thanks." Ryoma replied.

"Haha… fine then!" Sasabe hit the ball again. The sped to the other court.

"Too slow." Ryoma ran back and hit the ball. "Return ace." He muttered.

"15-15!"

"Hey, serve properly. You know that wasn't your real serve."

"Heh… there won't be a second time that you can hit my serve back!"

"15-30"

"15-40"

"Argh!" Sasabe served again. Ryoma hit back. Sasabe growled and hit the ball, this time not using much strength so that the ball went just pass the net. Ryoma saw and ran to the front, managing to hit the ball just before it hit the ground.

"Wah… how did he get there so fast?" Sasabe exclaimed. "He's already at the net!"

"How did that happen? Sasabe lost his service game!" a 16-year old cried out.

'Is that considered fast in this…world? If it is, I would be god here…' Naruto thought. 'This tennis thing is fun. With my speed and strength, I would own this whole thing. But I need the old man to teach me the basics first. The spins and stuff, and of course the rules. After that, maybe I can add some charka and make my own tennis jutsus!" he smiled at the thought.

"Game count, 1-0. Echizen lead!"

Ryoma took the ball and bounced it a few times, the threw it into the air, bent backwards and hit it.

"15-love!"

"That kid isn't normal… how can he beat Sasabe like that?"

"I better make this quick, since you have got a match after this, ne?" Ryoma said.

"He wasn't at the tennis ground so he was at a place like this? You can't be sure with that kid…His form is a killer eh? He's so much like his father." An old woman about 50 with a pony tail came out from behind.

"Grandma! So he's your disciple's son?" the girl asked her grandmother.

"Yup. That's him. The four time American junior champion, Echizen Ryoma."

"WHAT? Four time American junior champion?" the girl shouted, causing everyone to stare at her, then at Ryoma.

"The whole family comes back to this country every few years so their names are unknown. Before the tournament, they told him that he was very skilled so he should go and join the 14-year old tournament. But that kid went and joined the 16-yeear old one… He's good, so it doesn't matter anyway."

"Sasabe! Go up to the front! There's no need for mercy! Show him your special net play! If you go up to the net, there is no way that boy can hit the ball in that area."

'Shut up! Who doesn't know that? But damn… he's keeping me at the sidelines by hitting all the balls far back! I can't even go up to the net!' Sasabe growled to the fact.

"5-0 Echizen lead!"

The ball once again bounced off Ryoma's racket, and made it's way to the opponent's court.

"Hey! Who said that ball was an in! It was out!"

"What! Can't be! That was an in!" Naruto cried out.

"Idiot, who said it wan in, of course it was out!" Sasabe smirked. "That one's out too!" he said, pointing at the next ball.

"Look! Sasabe came out to the front!"

Ryoma hit a lob. The ball flew over Sasabe's head, and landed right before the court line, and spinning on the spot.

"HAH! You can't say that's an out!" Naruto shouted.

Sasabe and his gang growled. He swung his hand, letting the racket slip out and hit Ryoma. Ryoma's cap flew off and a red line appeared on his cheek.

"Sorry, my hand just slipped, why don't we stop this game and I win by forfeit?" Sasabe said.

"Looks like you haven't even learnt to grip properly yet." Ryoma glared at him.

"15-0! Echizen lead!"

*pong**pong* the sound of the ball hitting the ground echoed throughout the court. Ryoma through the ball into the air, jumped, and hit. The ball sped towards Sasabe, stopping right before him at his feet, then did a 60 degrees turn towards Sasabe's face. He dodged it just in time.

"Whoo! That was so cool Ryoma! Do it again!" Naruto jumped again.

"What… what was that?

"30-love"

"Wasn't that… the twist serve?"

All eyes followed the ball as it once again touched the ground at Sasabe's feet and flew to his face.

"Argh!" He cried as the ball hit his nose. Causing it to bleed. "Bullshit… the twist serve!"

"40-love! Match point!"

"Amazing! This is the first time I've seen it live! Hitting the ball that sharply, even the adults have a hard time!"

"Eat this." Ryoma said.

"No! Stop! Stop! I admit defeat!" Sasabe cried, using his racket to cover his face.

"Fool." Ryoma muttered, hitting a light ball into the opposite court.

"6-0! Echizen wins!"

"Hey, hey! Who said it was a one set match! Let's have another set!" Sasabe shouted.

"If you're a real man, you should fairly accept defeat. No matter how many times you play, you will never be able to defeat Echizen Ryoma! And if I remember correctly… he is…" the old woman started.

"It's okay. If he wants one more match, let him have it." Ryoma tossed the racket from his right hand to his left.

"That boy, is left handed…" the old woman finished.

"What? And he played so well with his right hand against Sasabe?"

"Hey you punks! You're not allowed to play in this court without permission!" some guard shouted.

"Shit! Sasabe let's run!"

The old lady smiled, then pulled her granddaughter with her to the car.

"That was awesome Ryoma! Hey hey! Teach me tennis! I wanna learn too! Then I'll own you in a month! Okay okay?" Naruto bounced towards Ryoma.

"Too troublesome. Ask the old man to teach you." Ryoma said, then they walked off the court home.

Wow… 2500 words. I didn't really expect that much. Should I have split it into 2 chapters? Nevermind…I hope this is better then the previous one. Leave reviews to say anything, like correct my mistakes or whatever. And thanks to ItzStorytime for the advice. I'll try to update the next one within the week. REVIEW OKAY?