Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi Takeshi-sensei~!

Summary: Four elements must be united together in order to bring peace to their kingdoms. But only one of the blue is left and she has to protect her existence. All was left was for them to find love in each other.

Notes: Nothing for now, sorry. Replies to reviews in next chapter cause I'm on a hurry.

Warnings: AU, some OOCness and couples~!


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Yukimura's nights were restless.

She kept having weird dreams that woke her up in the middle of nights, or that simply shook her body and made her tremble endlessly in the darkness of her room.

Views of her clan's massacre hunted her. It had been a while since the last time she had these dreams, but it seems that her people wanted to remind her of them.

But in the first place, she didn't forget anything to remember everything. Why is it that they are back?

Strangely enough, most of her dreams had a black-shadowed figure who would always appear in the worst time to give her a hand. Just like the figure she saw back then when she sank down in the river.

The figure she kept seeing for three years had come back again.

Ooooooo*ooooooO

The bluenette woke up one morning on the chirping of the birds outside.

Slowly, she swung her legs to the side and straightened up, had a shower, dressed in a dress Fuji had took out for her and stood to look outside the window.

Her biggest and main wonder was; how was it so easy to trust those new people in her life after spending three years with no one beside her?.. She recalled everything that had happened until now, and the people she interacted with..

Niou.. he treated her like she was someone precious. He, like the others, didn't care about her situation as the last of her kind, and rather focused more on her. She was often called 'princess' by him and Marui.

Marui, she thought, was funny, active and a bit childish. Most of his moves reminded her of a little boy back in Caeruleo. But he was caring and strong when needed.

Oishi and Eiji were a lovely couple to accompany. The two tried to get her used to everything new in Ignis so she would blend in the atmosphere and never feel left out along with Kawamura, the shy but polite man who made sure she ate well every time they went to dine in his restaurant with everyone else.

Fuji and Tezuka, or known as the 'perfect couple', were the two who she would thank all day long. They were a lot of encouragement for her. Fuji who helped her to get her voice back and took care of her from the very start, and Tezuka who often had conversations with her regarding anything and –sometimes- advised her as to what to do when she was stuck. She wished them a happy life forever.

Akaya gave her the feeling of being wanted and loved the most. She liked the way he looked up at her with, the excited tone of his and the amazed glint in his eyes whenever he managed to learn something new from Yanagi or Sanada.

Yanagi was -for the lack of terms- a gentleman in all the ways he acted with her, the way he helped her train to gain her power back and the talks she had with him. He was like a guardian figure, somewhat.

Sanada.. was the one she couldn't decide on her feelings and thoughts for. Aside from being the one who saved her, he would always be around watching her when they were outside, even if she pretended to not have noticed, she was aware, but not to the meaning of his stares. She couldn't help the little beats of her heart whenever she looked into his deep brown eyes. Her chest would tighten for some reason, but then it would disappear as soon as it came.

Everyone else was very kind to her, they welcomed her even if they didn't know her like how the nine closest to her did.

She sighed.

Was she doing the right thing? Was she not supposed to enjoy those few days ahead of her until she recovered? She knew once her powers were back completely, she must make her move and strike out again at Guritashou to stop their plans, but is it not fair that she's laughing with her new friends while her people had been slaughtered and pleading and screaming for their souls to be avenged?

Her brain was clouded with worries and thoughts and she could do nothing to relieve herself from the slow torture. How she wished that she could share with Fuji those things and ask her opinion, but she thought that she had caused enough trouble even if the brunette said that she didn't mind.

She left the window and went downstairs to the garden to have some fresh air.

*******o*******

"Good morning." Tezuka said as he entered the kitchen later on.

"Good morning, Mitsu."

"Good morning, Tezuka-san."

Their daily meals became merrier ever since things got solved and suspicions about the bluenette were replaced by the truth.

Fuji and Yukimura were still the same, if not closer. It was as if they were acting like sisters. Tezuka, on the other hand, warmed up to her more, and she couldn't ask for anything else.

"Syuusuke-chan, do we have anything to do during the afternoon?" she asked.

The brunette thought for a bit before replying "I don't think so. We'll go to dine at the Burning Sushi tonight, and we're going to finish the house chores before that by lot." She tilted her head "Do you have something in mind, Seiichi-chan?"

The bluenette nodded coyly, "I was wondering if we could go to the library."

"The library?" Tezuka raised an eyebrow.

"There's.. something that I need to look up for."

Tezuka nodded as Fuji looked at him silently asking for permission. "Then that's what we'll do in the afternoon." She said with a smile, which Yukimura returned with a small smile of her own.

The only man of the house left later to attend a meeting, and that left the two females to do their work.

*******o*******

Yanagi and Sanada were walking to the training field as Kirihara was waiting for them there for his daily training. They walked in silence until Yanagi broke it.

"Genichirou." He paused to make sure he had the other's attention, "sometimes, the heart tells you to do something without proper reasoning."

Sanada stopped walking and blinked. The data master noticed his friend's halt and turned to look at him, "Genichirou?"

"What brought that out?" he asked, his eyes narrowing in confusion. The close-eyed male hadn't ever said something out of the blue, so what did he see or notice to actually say this? Sanada was sure he never did anything of the sorts.

"Nothing," Yanagi shrugged casually, "Just thought I'd tell you. Keep it in mind, maybe it'll come in handy someday." He gave his know-it-all smile.

The black-haired male almost rolled his eyes at that, but inside he was wondering what his friend meant by that. It could mean anything, and Yanagi never joked with an advice before.

He sighed. "Come on Renji, Akaya is waiting for us."

"Yes, my friend." The other nodded eagerly.

Ooooooo*ooooooO

"So, what am I going to do today Sanada-san?" the boy of seventeen years asked his mentor excitedly.

Sanada was crossing his arms in front of his young 'student'. "Today, we'll train your red-sensing." He said firmly in his monotone voice.

Kirihara blinked in confusion. "Red-sensing?" it looked as if it was the first time he had ever heard of it.

"Akaya," Sanada felt his eyebrow twitch, "Have you ever read the book Renji gave you?"

Gulping, the curly-haired boy laughed nervously and looked away from the older male. "Tarundoru!" Sanada yelled at him.

"S-sorry, Sanada-san! I read a few pages but then I got bored!" he admitted with a deep bow. The black-haired man sighed inwardly, he knew Kirihara was a quick learner, but if the boy kept slacking and not benefiting from every way of training he and Yanagi gave him, then he won't get better at all.

"Remember to read it today, because tomorrow I'll be asking you from it and if you can't answer right to any question.." he trailed off angrily.

"Y-yes, sir!" Kirihara agreed hastily and shivered from the atmosphere already dreading what would happen if he didn't read the book he hated and stuffed somewhere in his room.

"Now," Yanagi decided to enter, "Shall we start your training?"

Receiving an eager nod, the data master stepped behind the boy and tied a black blindfold on his eyes. "Now remember, the 'red-sense' is a sense all the red element controllers have that awakens when he or she is in danger, as there's a 'blue-sense', 'green-sense' and 'hite-sense' for the other controllers." He explained in short.

"Okay. So if I'm guessing right, I can use my red-sense to pinpoint a location of a coming attack?" Kirihara asked his trainers.

A pleased smile stretched on the close-eyed male's lips as he ruffled the black hair affectionately. "Exactly. But do keep in mind that if you don't train it, it will be hard to use and 65% ineffective in most cases."

"Renji," Sanada called him and he nodded and backed away to a safe distance "Akaya, your training begins now!" The black-haired man announced.

Both student and teacher fell into fighting poses and Sanada's hands immediately moved around to make a fire circle with Kirihara as its center. The boy kept his calm composure as he relaxed his body and focused on feeling the fire inside and surrounding him. Momentarily, the black-haired boy tried to detect how huge the fire circle around him was and turned his head a bit to the right when a yell reached him.

"Akaya! Concentrate!"

After that, a sudden wave of heat hit so close to him as he barely managed to dodge to the side. He felt something in his chest as he jumped away but couldn't know what the cause of it was.

Suddenly, he tensed. Something flicked in him like a spark, making him feel like there was a fire burning in his chest. As if on an adrenaline rush, his heart beat loudly to his own ears, a wave passed through his body so fast and light that he almost missed it but was enough to make him jump away.

It was a feeling he couldn't name, but couldn't and didn't want to stop either. In a moment, he felt the sudden urge to throw a flame wall in a direction, and that wall had actually stopped a huge fire blast coming to him.

Kirihara was thrilled. He felt as if the fire was burning in passion in him. His eyes blazing even if behind that black cloth and his body free and light, but strangely enough, still connected to the earth beneath him as he directed another blow in a direction his body demanded.

The training session passed like that; Sanada aiming attacks at the blindfolded Kirihara while the latter would hit back using his red-sense. At the end of the practice, Sanada was sweating a bit while the boy was panting and huffing quick breathes as he laid on the ground trying to regain his normal body state.

Sanada and Yanagi seemed pleased by the results they had. Kirihara was a walking trouble, but he was a really good boy.

"I'll definitely.. beat you.. one day, Sanada-san.." he managed to say between his breathes.

When that day would come, Sanada will be ready for anything and will welcome it with open arms, too. But his student would need more than ten years to do that, and that was the sentence repeating smugly in his head.

*******o*******

Later on, the nine friends dined together at the Burning Sushi chatting merrily and laughing like they always did.

A certain blue princess was mentally far. Her mind was still clouded by the thoughts that invaded her head since the morning, and by the constant dreams –she wouldn't call them nightmares- that hunted her nights.

Yukimura, from the outside, was the smiling lay everyone knew, and the soft-spoken young woman who everybody respected.

"Yukimura-san, you barely ate your food." Kawamura said, sounding concerned.

She shook her head apologetically, "I'm sorry, Kawamura-san. It's just that I'm not feeling hungry today, but don't worry, your food is as great as always!" she cheerfully added making him smile proudly.

Everyone had a happy time during that dinner. Usual teasing out of brotherly-love were exchanged, jokes and serious talks and everything. It sounded peaceful and nice.

However..

Yukimura, Sanada thought, had been different than usual; as if something was imprisoning her- and no! That wasn't some kind of poetic line. He couldn't explain it, but it was like something was blocking the bluenette from smiling honestly.

The black-haired male observed her through the dinner time.

1. She didn't talk lively like she usually did, after weeks of knowing her and having conversations with her.

2. Her mind was occupied by other things, he could tell, looking at her far away stares. Something was keeping her away as she played with her food more than she ate.

3. Kirihara complained to her about the teasing from the trickster and his redhead friend, but she didn't pull into a hug like she was used to.

Sanada didn't know if someone other than him noticed, since the bluenette's smile was almost as real as the ever-present one, except that it was totally fake.

He didn't know why, but something tightened in his chest as he saw her lost gaze. He felt that he wanted to do something for the bluenette.

After dinner, the group bid their good-nights and headed to their homes each, while Sanada watched Yukimura head with Fuji and Tezuka.

He walked to them on his way outside, and secretly slipped a piece of paper in her hand, gave her a glance then left without being caught by some data master waiting for a scene like this.

Yukimura, on the contrary, flinched when something was inserted in her palm all of a sudden, breaking her out of her bubble. She saw the night-haired man give her a glance then leave without saying anything, leaving her wondering what was that about..

As she walked behind the couple by several steps, she fingered the paper and couldn't wait to know what it held.

'Wait at your front door at eleven sharp.

Sanada.'

*******o*******

Yukimura was restless. Why did Sanada tell her that? Did he know something? Could he tell what she was thinking about?

She plopped on the bed with a sigh, leaning against the pillows. As she stared at the innocent slip of paper on the nightstand, she felt her heart come to a shaky beat for a second, which made her rub her chest.

The bluenette sighed again. Even the library didn't provide her with anything useful. She knew about everything that had been in the books she searched in, and she couldn't grip the meaning of her dreams.

Slowly, her eyelids felt heavy, and they started to close on their own accord. Her vision formed a picture of her dream knight since long ago, only this time, the shadowed figure came into focus as she succumbed to the sleepy air.

The same hand and the handsome face of a raven-haired was, for the first time, clearer than the blinding light behind him.

Her pale pink lips unconsciously formed a small smile as she finally knew the identity of her prince.

Ooooooo*ooooooO

The bluenette's navy eyes came back to the real world after a bit of time.

Oh, she fell asleep..

A glance at the clock on the wall told her that it was half past ten. She sat up slowly and rubbed the drowsiness away from her sleepy eyes, then went to the bathroom.

As she was undressing, her hand trailed down her leg where there once had been a fire burn. Her skin was flawless again, and she couldn't remember how much painful it was at that time. Her slender fingers trailed to her back where a wind slash hit her and brought her down, and there was nothing there, too. Amazing how healing magic can remove any scar from the past, making it seem like a distant nightmare that had been closest to reality.

Yukimura took a shower, dressed in a different dress and got out of the bathroom.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she wondered if she looked presentable enough as she smoothed down her dress.

The bluenette hid the paper under her pillow then carefully slid out of her room, not wanting to disturb the quietness of the house's atmosphere.

Her footsteps were barely audible as she descended down the stairs and seemed to glide gracefully across the hallway to the front door, shutting it with a soft click behind her.

*******o*******

Fuji smiled gently and closed the curtain over the opened window. She could just hope that if Sanada chose her, he would take care of her bluenette sister-like friend.

Yukimura Seiichi, Fuji thought, was a really good young woman; kind, loving, passionate and patient. Fuji, herself, had tested it. Her delicate figure, prettiness and voice just added to her being a fine lady. Sanada would definitely need someone like her beside him.

Even though she was the one to try and match him with many girls, she knew that none of them was good enough. They all looked that they would break any moment with the amount of shyness and adoration they held from the first sight of the night-haired man. None of them ever cared to know his character or habits, as if they wanted to marry a face. She didn't like any of them, too, and she couldn't blame her friend for the same thing.

Slowly, a strong but gentle breeze entered through her window, blowing the curtains away and playing with her honey-colored locks as it circled her.

She chuckled. That was the way her Kunimitsu would call her; he would send a breeze to play with her hair and wait.

'Have fun, you two.' The brunette thought as she threw a last glance at the retreating figure of the black-haired man followed by the blue-haired woman.

Ooooooo*ooooooO

Fuji knocked on the door of Tezuka's room and waited until she heard that deep voice of his before entering.

After another knock, no sound was coming from the inside so she opened the door silently.

"Kunimitsu?" She called softly in the quiet dark room. Her cerulean eyes searched for the familiar strong man to find him on the veranda, staring upwards, no doubt, at the starry night sky and the bright moon.

Fuji took a breath and closed the door which made the chestnut-haired man turn his head giving her a sideways look.

"Syuuyuke." He called to her.

"Yes?" came the soft answer.

"Come here.."

Her heartbeat increased as she saw him turn around completely and stretch a hand to her. the brunette couldn't quite make out his expression due to the unfairly dim light seeping in the room.

A deep inhale and she approached with confident steps. Once she had out her smaller, paler hand in his, he steered them both towards the scenery outside.

A turn. A pull. And she was between his strong arms, tensed, but after the shock of the sudden movements had dissipated, she relaxed and smiled fondly.

Tezuka's arms circled her lithe waist and her back rested against his chest. No words could ever describe the security she felt every time he was beside her; holding her, embracing her or simply feeling his presence. The bespectacled man started move slowly to a beat known in their hearts only, and she started swaying with him, his chin resting on her head.

"Syuu.."

"Hmm?"

"Do you wish.. that you were living back in Vivades?"

She could easily detect the uncharacteristic waver in his tone and smiled at that. "My family and friends are there, but not my home." Anymore. She added in her head. He moved his head on top of hers and rested his chin on her shoulder instead, while she titled her head slightly.

"What do you mean?" asked Tezuka.

"My home is where my heart is, and my heart is.." she took a deep breath, "..with you.". Her hand rested on his cheek. She could feel the heat creeping to her cheeks as he hummed in contentment. "What about you? Do you wish to live in Candida?"

"Likewise, home is where Syuusuke is, because my heart is with her, too.". his lips touched her cheek softly. She chuckled and tangled her fingers in his messy hair. They stayed like that for a bit of time; swaying very slightly, watching the sky of the night and feeling each other's heartbeats.

"Mitsu.." she turned in his embrace to face him and look in his hazel eyes. His gaze softened at the sight of the emotions swirling in the depthless cerulean eyes of hers.

Tezuka's hand rose and tucked some strands of honey brown hair behind her ear then brushed her cheek lovingly, "What is it?"

Fuji's hands rested on his chest as she said "Do you want to know a secret?"

He leaned closer to her, "Oh?.. I don't know.." he played along with her and didn't try to stop the genuine smile pulling at his lips, "Is it a big secret?"

"Uh-huh.." she hummed her answer, "..It's dangerous, even." Tezuka chuckled at the childish expression she had; semi-pouting lips and wide eyes. He wrapped his arms around her tighter and brought her body against his, both leaning towards each other. "Hmm.. I think I'll take the risk."

Their noses touched and Tezuka's head tilted to the side, waiting for the 'secret'. Fuji gave a little hum then whispered.

"I love you, Kunimitsu."

The hazel eyes closed as their owner enjoyed every letter of that sentence, sending a shiver down his spine. When his eyes opened again, he immediately closed the gap between them and pressed his lips against hers in a kiss sweeter than ever.

Her hands wrapped around his neck as she gave the first moan against his lips. Seconds later, they pulled apart but when they locked gazes and the brunette's tongue darted out to lick at his bottom lip, he snapped and kissed her again passionately. Their bodies fitted together in their dance as they savored the taste each of them had.

Tezuka's hands caressed her sides up and down while he gave her neck his attention, enjoying the moans that fell like music into his ears. Fuji felt her body become weak from the passion she witnessed from her soon-to-be husband, when suddenly her control on her body left her as she yelped with her arms already around the strong neck of his.

The chestnut-haired man smile at his fiancée's flushed face as he carried her bridal style to the room, closing the doors to the veranda with his back as he put her down on his bed.

Just for the night, he wanted her to be in his arms, and that's what he did. His strong arms wrapped around her body bringing her closer to him after throwing the blankets on them.

"K-Kunimitsu.." she stuttered nervously, looking up at him. This was the first time he ever did this and she was sure her heart would explode.

"Ssh.. don't worry, Syuusuke. I just want to hold you tonight." He kissed her forehead gently, knowing that she was tense.

Soon, she relaxed and both of them fell into a peaceful sleep.

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A/N: Next chapter, there will be a bit Alpha pair sweetness, I promise.

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