KARUPIN'S NEO MASTER

KARUPIN'S NEO MASTER

By: alabmemei

alabmemei. do not own Prince of Tennis)

Aren't you curious why Ryoma always wanted to be alone? And why he doesn't want to show some concerns to others? Then, dare to read this. It is a classical story that Ryoma doesn't want to remember…

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Chapter1: Seigaku's Journalism Club

"Hey, Echizen, you're late again," Momoshiro greeted Ryoma as he entered the room.

Ryoma didn't say a single word but noticed some unfamiliar people who were wearing a black T-shirt and a khaki short for the boys and a khaki skirt for the girls. The name of the school was indicated on their left chest and he noticed that they belong on the same school. They wore big IDs' with a word "JOURNALIST" printed on it.

"Echizen, you may sit down. They will interview us about our victory on Hyotei," the Vice- Captain Oishi said to him.

Ryoma sat quietly. Some girls made some noises and their eyes became heart shapes because of that he snobbed them.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Come in," Coach Ryuzaki said firmly.

A cute boy wearing a cap entered the room and all of a sudden the room became so quiet.

"You're late," the Editor-in-Chief broke the silence.

"I've told you, I'm not feeling well," the boy said confidently.

Ryoma noticed something.

"I will punish you after this. Go and do your job."

The boy walked and took some shots; he is the only photojournalist of their club.

"By winning in Hyotei, a lot of your regulars had been injured because of that, do you think you can win on the next game?"

"We will try our best to do that."

"Can I ask you personally?" asked the writer to Fuji.

"No problem," Fuji answered with a sweet smile.

"Don't you have any girlfriend before?"

"No, I haven't because I'm always busted on girls."

"Really?"

All of them were shocked on what they heard.

"No, I'm just kidding. As of now, I have no time to entertain them personally but I am trying my best to answer their emails and letters on me," he grinned.

After what they heard, all the girls had some deep breath.

"What kind of girl do you want?"

"Just someone… just someone like Coach Ryuzaki," Fuji answered with a nasty smile.

Laughter's were heard in the 4 corners of the room.

"How about you, beside Tennis, what interests you most?" the writer asked Ryoma.

"Playing with Karupin," he said without energy.

"Who's Karupin?"

"… None of your business," Ryoma answered sarcastically with snob.

After their interview, they went to the Tennis Court to have some demonstrations.

The cute boy who was late a while ago was still taking some pictures.

Some of the Regulars like Kaido, Eiji and Oishi including Momo demonstrated their techniques; the Boomerang Snake, Kikumaru Beam, Moon Valley and the Dunk Smash.

On the other hand, all girls were pleasing Fuji to teach them some basic serve in Tennis while the boys have no choice even though they like to have some Tennis 101 on him, the girls already guarded him so they could ask some tips and advices from Inui and Kawamura. But Taka couldn't control himself when he started to hold the racket. He served and served and served! Shouting the word "BURNING!" the boys were amazed on what Taka did.

Deep breath…

"Boring…" said the cute boy after he took some shots.

"You can join them if you want," said the Editor behind him.

"No thanks," he said and took a sit on the bench.

"I think he needs a rest to make him feel better," advice of Coach Ryuzaki.

"Don't believe on what he said, he always makes alibis." One of the writers said.

"But he looks pale," Tezuka noticed.

"Hey, Jei-dy, I think you need to have some exercise, you look anemic now," the Sports writer said.

"I don't need that," he said and sipped his chocolate drink.

"Echizen, have an easy match on him," Tezuka demanded.

Ryoma stopped on what he was doing; bouncing the ball on the side of the racket.

"Okay," he said without regret and went to the court.

"Do I really need to do that?" Jei-dy asked.

"What's wrong? You don't need to win on this game, besides you're not a Tennis player, you're a photographer," the Editor stated.

Jei-dy placed down the camera and borrowed a racket on Tezuka.

"Left-handed?" they muttered when they saw that Jei-dy handled the racket on his left hand.

"I will not give you a handicap," Ryoma said when Jei-dy arrived at the court.

"So what…" he said without effort.

"I'm smell something fishy, I think they don't like each other," said Horio.

"I think so," Kachiro and Ikeda both uttered.

"Do they really need to have a match?" Tomo asked.

"Why did you ask? And why you seem so nervous?" Horio asked.

"I don't want to lose any of them, they're both cute!"

"Nye," Horio's expressed.

Ryoma bounced the ball and made a serve.

"TWIST SERVE!!"

Jei-dy avoided the bounce of the ball that might hit on his head. He looked back to see the ball.

15- LOVE!

"Wow…"Jei-dy whispered even though he is in the stage of shock.

"Why did he use the Twist Serve? His opponent is not a Tennis player??"

"But come to think of it, he's quite amazing for avoiding that ball so simply…"

"Is that what you called the 'Twist Serve'?" Jei-dy asked.

But Ryoma didn't answer him; instead he readied himself for his next serve.

In his posture of serving, it's obviously the Twist Serve.

"Again? But… why?" they asked.

Jei-dy jumped backward and all of them were shocked when he bounced back the ball unfortunately it is net ball.

30- LOVE!

Jei-dy smiled.

"The ball didn't get in so why is he smiling?" Horio asked.

"Dun no…" Kachiro and Ikeda answered.

"Can you do that again?" Jei-dy requested.

"As you wish," Ryoma said and made a Twist Serve but this time Jei-dy made a return.

They made a rally but Ryoma used his One-Footed Split-Step. Jei-dy noticed it so he decided to return the ball in both left and right corner of the court, because of these; Ryoma put the racket on his left hand to reach the ball. He returned it.

40- LOVE!

"I didn't think that Jei-dy knows how to play Tennis," they mumbled.

Jei-dy took a deep breathe after he saw the scratch on the ground made by the ball.

"Nice one," he said when he looked back to Ryoma.

"Mada mada da ne." Ryoma whispered.