Kitana looked around her surroundings, "So, this is the infamous public tennis courts huh?" Kitana had to admit this place wasn't as shabby as she thought it would be. Just as she thought, the place was busy on sundays. She searched around for an empty tennis court. Kitana wore a neon green track suit and she had tied her bronze hair into a high ponytail. She wanted to get some practise in before the weekend was over.

Then'she finally found a small court. It wasn't much but it would have to do. She absent-mindedly fumbled through her bag for her racket and started to rallied with the wall. She thought back to her match with Ryoma. How could have she lost? She had beaten so many people that she had lost count, she had won so many awards, they were almost taking over her room. So, how did she lose to an unknown brat? Suddenly, a tennis ball zoomed past her, making her snap back from her thoughts. She picked up the ball and turned around to glared at the culprit. She saw eight boys standing behind her in yellow jerseys. She demanded, "Who does this tennis ball belong to?" A boy with seaweed-coloured hair responded coolly, "It's mine" Kitana frowned and tossed it back to him, "Yeah? No offense but, you need better control of your ball and where it's headed before it hurts someone accidentally." Kirihara snapped, "Shut up, you annoying brat." "Go ahead and make me," Kitana challenged, "A match, here, right now." Kirihara scoffed, "What makes you think I would waste my precious time playing an low-leveled player like you?" Kitana smirked, "I don't think that it's wasting time you care about. I think you are scared." Kirihara growled, "You wanna test that, kid?" Kitana smiled, he fell for it! "Sure, let's play."

"Smooth or rough?" Kitana asked. "Rough," Kitana spun the racket, it landed on rough. "Looks like I'll be serving first, brat." Kirihara smirked. Kitana rolled her eyes

Kirihara bounced the ball a couple of times and threw the ball into the air. He smirked as he got into his position to serve. The team immediatly recognized that position. "Oi Kirihara, she's a girl! You can't use that serve, she'll get badly injured!" Jackal exclaimed. But, it was too late. She attempted to dodge it but it smashed into her shoulder instead. She collapsed and held her shoulder in pain. Jackal was about to rush on to the courts and stop the match. But Yanagi stopped him. "Jackal, that's Tezuka's sister. I wanna see what the sister of Seigaku's Pillar of Support can do." Suddenly, the team all turned to Yanagi, "She's Tezuka-san's sister?" Yanagi nodded, "Kitana Tezuka She born on July the 21st. She is right-handed and an all-rounder. She traveled the world the last few years playing tournments and winning them all. Rumour has it that she's met Federer himself and trained under him," Yanagi stated his data, "That is all I have right now." The team all looked shocked. "But even if she is Tezuka's sister, she's hurt and Tezuka-san won't be very happy about that." Yagyuu said. Yanagi replied "For now, I want to gather some data and then if it gets worse Sanada will stop the match, won't you Genichirou?" Sanada ignored him.

"Eh? Omoshiroi, kimi wa Tezuka-san no imouto?" Kirihara smirked. Why? Why do these people even know of her brother? Even these complete strangers compares her to her brother! Kitana was sick of it. "Dakara nani?" Her bangs covered her eyes and she growled, "You think you can just talk about me as if you know everything about me? About my pain? About my brother? People like you make me sick to the bone." She grabbed her racket, she may not be able to play with her right-hand that well due to the pain but she will not give in. Just thinking about it makes her disgusted, her brother saying, 'Yudan sezu ni iku' that Horio kid saying, 'Mada mada dane'. She will not lose like that again. "Shut the hell up!" She hissed through her clanched teeth. She served a serve that went at the speed of light towards Kirihara and it suddenly dropped right infront of him and rolled all the way to the baseline. "Point Blank." She smirked, ignoring the excruciating pain she was experiencing. Kirihara was suprised she still had so much in her. He served the knuckle serve and Kitana dodged it, barely. The two rallied back and forth. Kitana sometimes attempted to smash the ball with all her might but instead she can only returned it due to the pain in her shoulder. "Kirihara, stop the match now." Sanada's deep voice commanded. Kirihara turned to his fukubuchou and pouted but listened. Kitana panted, "Running away?" Kirihara turned and glared, "No, just sparing your life." Kitana couldn't put up a fight in her condition. So, she got her tennis bag and left.

She fumed all the way home. Those hotshots! Talking about stuff they shouldn't. Kitana shook her head, how was she going to see her brother in this condition? She went around a small corner and checked her shoulder. It was badly bruised. She sighed, she was in for it now.

"Tadaima!" She said as she changed her shoes. She looked up and found Tezuka in front of her. Tezuka stared at her. Kitana stared back,"What? Is there something on face?" Tezuka asked, "Where were you?" Kitana's heart beated faster, she was gonna be in so much trouble. Kitana stared at the vase on the side of the room. "I was playing some guy at the tennis courts." She answered meekly. Tezuka spotted her abnormally slouching shoulder. "What happened to your shoulder?" He demanded. Kitana's head shot up, "Nothing happened." She said a little too quickly. Tezuka's hand grabbed it, "Ouch!" She exclaimed, "What was that for?" Tezuka raised an eyebrow, "Nothing happened? Who did you play?" Kitana looked away, "The guy had seaweed-looking hair and was extremely violent when he served it aimed for my face and when I tried to dodge it, it hit my shoulder really hard." Tezuka's voice bellowed, "How foolish can you get? do you wanna go through the same experience I went through?" Kitana winced but glared with all her might. "I'M NOT AS CARELESS AS YOU WERE!" Kitana yelled and ran upstairs.