Just to clear up some family facts about Sakura Lai-

1. Mother is Japanese and owner of the famous fashion company Saki (fake and named after Saki Lai)

2. Dad is Chinese and moved to Japan as a child. His job is being a first year teacher for Fudomine.

3. Saki Lai is a second year at Hyotei.

4. Sooner or later Mom will die in a car crash, and Sakura will become mute for a while. While means 10 months or more.

5. Sakura might be bullied and lay low for a while.

6. Dad will start abusing Sakura after Mom's death.

7. Injuring scenes will be not so good because I don't usually write about people being hurt.

8. In this chapter I just wanted to bring out Akutsu.

This chapter is a bit short.


Chapter 2

MOHAWK MOMO VS LAZY ASS ECHIZEN MISSED BATTLE OF WILLS

Sakura looked at Momo, calculting his every detail. His build suggests that he is a powerful player put a bit too full of himself. His style, a lazy ass bum. Sakuno thought. Wait... Isn't his ankle injured? Ryoma and other looked at Momo while Sakura analyzed Momo. The two were standing on opposite sides of the court with Momo being A LOT taller than Ryoma.

"Which?" Momo asked.

"Smooth." Typical celebrity. Sakura thought.

"Kick his ass for me Ryoma-kun!" Sakura yelled. Ryoma, being the awesome person he is, smirked.

Kato and Mizuno looked at each other cluelessly.

"Which?" Kato questioned.

"Smooth?" Mizuno asked.

Horio looked at them with an annoyed look. "Sheesh... This is why I don't like beginners. That is a tennis term used to determine who serves first." Pointing the end of his racket at them he began to explain.

"If the grip faces right side up, it is called smooth. If it is upside down, it's rough."

Momo began to spin his racket with the tip of his finger before letting it drop back onto the ground. The M was upside down."Too bad, it's rough." Pointing his thumb at him, Momo began to talk once more. Sadly. "I'll let you serve and take the court."

"Eh!" Horio let out a screech. "Momoshiro-senpai, don't you want to serve first? You won the toss."

Mohawk Momo looked at Horio with a smile. "I want to see the Twist Serve right away." Baka.

"M" Horio stuttered. "Momoshiro-senpai, you're so cool!"

"I honestly think you're a baka. Baka." Sakura said with an eerie smile on her face. "Baka, baka, baka." Sakura sang. "You're no senpai, you're a kohai."

With that, Sakura grabbed her racket and backpack, and skipped out while the others stared at her in amazement. And I wonder why I have no friends... Sakura thought sadly as she skipped to the tennis courts. Along the way there, she saw a big tall grey haired dude. Trying to avoid him, she skipped out of the way, but then fell over his foot. "Gomen!" Sakura squeaked.

"I don't like it when little runts step over my shoes." He said menacingly.

"Gomen!" Sakura said shielding her body away from him.

"Oh you'll be sorry." He said.

Ten minutes later...

Sakura laid on the sidewalk in a bloody heap. Witnesses could say a grey haired dude beat her up, but after seeing her, they just ran away. Sakura didn't know how long she stayed there, but she fell unconscious before thinking her last thought. No wonder, everyone hates me. I'm a weakling.

Rinko was walking home after a long day of arguing with lawyers about why her client shouldn't go to jail for accidental murder. As she walked on the sidewalk, Rinko couldn't help but notice a bloodied person laying on the sidewalk with black and blue bruises all over themself and a little bit of blood pouring out from the side of their face. She knelt forward, and saw bloodied medium long brown hair, concluding that this being was a girl.

Putting her purse over her arm, she held the injured girl bridal-style, speed walking home. "Nanjiro! Get here right now!" Rinko hollered. Nanjiro, still reading his magazines, dropped them and ran straight away to Rinko. Rinko drops the unknown girl on the couch, being in SUPER MOM mode.

"Get the bandages now!" Rinko ordered.

"Hai!" Nanjiro said, running to get the bandages for the girl. Nanjiro opens the cabinets, searching miraculously fast for the bandages. He runs back, dumping the bandages in Rinko's arms, then flees from her. Rinko grabbed the bandages and wrapped them around the girl's cheek. The girl's eyes immediately fluttered open. Sitting up, she began to apologize.

"Gomemi! I'll leave now." She says in a croaky voice.

"No,no stay. I'll help take care of you." Rinko said slowly.

"I don't want to be a bother..." She trailed off.

"Don't worry, you're not. The bother around here is Nanjiro."

Meanwhile...

Nanjiro was busy reading his perverted magazines and laying around like a hippo when he suddenly sneezed. "Achhoo!" He wiped his nose with his finger, then went back to reading his perverted magazines.

Back to Rinko and Sakura...

Right there and then, the door opened, courtesy of Ryoma Echizen. He opened the door to find the abnormally hyper girl from tennis wearing bandages while taking to his mom, Rinko.

"Uh Kaa-san... Why is Sakura-chan here?" Ryoma asked carelessly as he took off his shoes.

"Ryoma! Don't be so rude!" Rinko instructed. "Isn't it obvious?" I found Sakura-chan injured and brought her home!"

"Che," Ryoma said and walked upstairs to his bedroom with Karupin busy waiting for him.

Sakura took that chance to flee and ran out the door. As she ran out, she couldn't help but think about where her parents were. I bet they never actually cared about me. I was probably a big disappointment to them after Saki. While Sakura walked, she looked up at the bright sunset. It was quite beautiful, the sun at its lowest point.

Maybe, just maybe...Sakura would rise like the sun one day.


I actually was in a car accident 2 days ago. Oh yeah. I actually had some inspiration for this story, so I'll try o get it done first. Bye!