A/N: Blargh, free time~! HELL YEAH. Unfortunately, it's the one day that is having login issues. T^T Regardless, hope you enjoy.

The Kookie Monster – As in, he's not an actual person/sibling of the twins. He's merely a face portrayed by Ryoko and Ryoka when they played in America. Makes sense? If not, just let me know or ignore it altogether. It's not really important.

Quixling – I'm not really too keen on Tomoka and Horio (or even Sakuno; I hate her too) as friends either. It just makes my job a bit easier to connect the twins to tennis as they're all freshmen, rather than making up a couple of OCs. Also, it's only natural I stick a bit more with Momo than most of the others; he's the Regular Ryoma mostly interacts with in the anime. However, that won't be the case for much longer.

Pairing: Permanently (?) will be RyokaxYukimura and RyokoxTezuka. Sorry to disappoint.

Chapter Six – We are Ryoma Echizen!

"Momoshiro, you're up against Ryoko. Kirihara, you're up against Ryoka."

There was silence.

"Eh? Sensei, you can't be serious!"

"What's the purpose of these matches?"

"Are there going to be girl regulars?"

"That's only assuming if they do well in the first place, idiot!"

The crowd burst into conversation, many people doubting the girls' skills while others were complaining about the waste of time. Of course, a few people remained silent, a bit interested in the coaches' decisions; after all, they wouldn't just pit them against Regulars if they didn't think the girls were any good.

Ryuuzaki was silent for a bit before she spoke up, "Actually, Momoshiro, give your racquet to Kintarou Toyama. As Seigaku students, they have already seen you play before." She smirked, "Wouldn't want to give them an unfair advantage."

"Eh?" Momoshiro blinked before shrugging, "Okay." He handed over the racquet to an ecstatic first year – who wasn't bothered at all with playing a girl. Hey, at least he gets to play someone!

"Hey, Koshimae right?" He called cheerfully, "Don't think I'm going to take you easy because you're a girl!"

Meanwhile, Kirihara was rather unsure of this turn of outcomes. "Huh? You want me to play against her?"

"100% chance that Akaya will win," Yanagi muttered from nearby.

"Might as well get it over with Akaya," Marui urged, shoving him forward.

"Okay, okay!"

Ryoko twitched. "…Who the hell is Koshimae?"

"…Thrash him Ryoko," Ryoka growled, "We'll show these pigs just how bad we are."

~0~[Echizen]-!~0~!-[Twins]~0~

"Game! Toyama! 2-0! Change courts!"

"Heh, exactly what I thought."

"She doesn't even stand a chance."

"Tch, and he didn't even do anything special."

Ryoka stood nearby, seething silently to herself in anger as she heard the sexist remarks. Staring fiercely at her twin's direction, she growled mentally, 'Damn it Ryoko! If you don't do something now, I'll personally send him to an early grave myself!'

Suddenly, Ryoko flinched, just enough for the majority of players to notice.

"Ara? Is something wrong?"

Glancing over at the older twin, Ryoko stared back blankly. Exchanging imperceptible nods, Ryoko breathed in deeply, before slowly changing her stance.

"Ara? She changed her position?"

"…That stance!"

"Uwah! Twist serve!" Kintarou exclaimed, leaping into the air with a spin before returning the serve. "Finally showing something, eh, Koshimae?"

Ryoko quickly returned the ball, speedily shooting it into the far corner where he couldn't reach.

"This guy… Pisses me off!" Ryoko gritted her teeth as she served another Twist Serve – to which Kintarou eagerly remarked, "C'mon Koshimae! Don't you have anything else?"

Despite this, Ryoko easily earned a game, finally having the murmurs stop. Now it was serious.

"Advantage – Echizen!" A serve. Hit. Return. Smash.

"Game, Echizen! 2 – 2! Change courts!"

Ryoko gritted her teeth, serving up a serve with all her might. As a fierce rally broke out between the two, Ryoka calmly watched from the sidelines, analyzing Kintarou with cool, calculating eyes.

'Hm. So that's how it is.'

Needless to say, her sister on court was doing the same. 'I wonder.'

Aiming her shot to a far corner, she observed as he flung himself to the air, performing a smash. Returning it with ease, she lobbed it high, watching as he returned it with a drop volley; this time, she made no move to return it, letting him score.

'Heh.' Returning to the base line to serve, she smirked. 'From now on…'

He shot another volley to which she returned with a smash. When the ball came back, she took the opportunity to deliver a smash. Unexpectedly, the ball bounced and flew in another direction – much like the Twist Serve.

'I refuse to give you another point!'

"Game and match! Game won by Echizen!"

Ryoko breathed deeply. It was a harsh game, especially when she had not used too many moves, but then again, neither did her opponent. Both had gone easy against the other, and for that, she growled, she would never forgive herself or the other.

Trudging up to the net for the traditional handshake, she was startled when he had enthusiastically shook her hand. "Uwah~ Koshimae, you were amazing! I want to play you again!"

"Then next time don't go easy on me!" She shot back, and he blinked owlishly, almost confused. "Eh…"

Suddenly, still gripping her hand, he jumped up and down excitedly, "Ah! You noticed? This just makes me want to play you even more! Play me Koshimae!"

Ryoko ticked, "Oi, let go… Oi. I said, let go…! And who the hell is Koshimae anyway?"

Ripping her arm from his grip, she began to walk off the court, heading to the sidelines to hydrate and watch her twin's match.

"Heeeey!" Kintarou called after her, and she looked back. He grinned, "Next time, don't go easy on me either!" Before she could get a word in, he dashed back to his teammates' sides. She looked down, contemplating, and a moment later, looked up to see mirrored golden cat-like eyes stare back at her.

She smirked.

It looked like there were some interesting people here in Japan.

Switching off, Ryoko headed over to the sidelines where her sister was standing calmly, having already stretched and warmed up. Despite Ryoko's skill, it was this match the twins were waiting for; after all, Rikkaidai was supposed to be considered one of the best.

"One set match. Kirihara Akaya versus Echizen Ryoka. Echizen to serve."

Ryoko silently passed her sister's racquet to her before sitting down and greedily taking a long sip of her Ponta.

Ryoka started to walk towards the court, before she paused. "Unlike you…" She glanced over her shoulder, "I will show no mercy. He's not scoring a single point."

There was no point in wishing luck. The twins knew who was going to win anyway.

Racquet in her right hand, the elder twin threw the ball into the air to serve. As the racquet made contact, and the ball shot through the air like a bullet, she smirked.

Yes, she did say that she was going to show no mercy. But that didn't mean that he deserved to feel the full power of her technique.

"Twist Serve!"

Kirihara was thrown into one heck of a game.

As the rally on the court grew wild and fierce, Ryoko was approached by the Seigaku Regulars.

"Nya~! Chibi-chan! Why didn't you tell us you played tennis?" Eiji wailed indignantly, pouting with his arms wrapped around the girl's body, completely ignoring her personal space.

"You never asked," She bluntly responded, already going through her third can of Ponta.

"Yosh!" Momoshiro grinned, "Play a game with me after, okay?"

"Yadda."

"What? You brat!"

Ryoko stood up. "If you have any hopes of beating me, then you best watch the match and learn."

She then walked away to grab another Ponta.

"Tch. That girl. Someone needs to knock her down," Momo pouted slightly, turning to pay attention to the game.

Fuji chuckled. "What a girl indeed."

The rest of the Regulars turned to look at the place she was previously sitting, only to see a pile of six empty Ponta cans.

"Game! Echizen! 1-0!"

It had been less than 3 minutes and Ryoka had scored. Kirihara hadn't even scored a single point.

Curiously, the whites of his eyes began to tint pink. As the match dragged on, the color darkened to red, and his shots became faster, more powerful, more accurate. More often than not, the ball aimed towards Ryoka's face. However, keeping true to her word, with her incredibly keen eye, she was able to quickly predict the ball, out-maneuver its path, and strike back.

Ryoko narrowed her eyes, calm, calculating, as she sipped at her soda beverage. "What is he doing?"

"That," Inui began, his notebook and pen in his hands as he scribbled about, "is Kirihara's Bloodshot Mode. He enters this state when he is injured, under pressure, or angered during match. His power, speed, and accuracy increases."

"Correct."

A voice commented as footsteps approached the group, and Ryoko saw that the Rikkaidai Regulars had joined them. Yanagi, who had spoken before, turned to his friend. "However, that is not all. All the attributes that you've mentioned before can increase from about a mere fifteen percent to as dramatic as forty percent – depending on the level of stress or anger he is feeling, of course. He has a tendency to aim for his opponents' bodies, becoming a lot more aggressive."

Most of the Regulars remained silent, remembering the damages the Second-Year Ace had caused before. Ryoko listened to the information calmly, outwardly unperturbed by the slightly disturbing information.

It was roughly an hour before Ryoko had scored once again, making the score 4-0 with herself in the lead. This was one of the longest matches a Rikkaidai Regular had in a while, and one could tell it was starting to take a toll on the sophomore.

As the two switched sides and it was once again the twin's turn to serve, she smirked. "Mada mada dane!"

And then she did the one thing that shocked everyone out of their hair.

She switched hands.

"NITOURYUU!"

Serving with double the power and accuracy as her right hand, Ryoka quickly ended the game in ten minutes, the final score being 6-0. With a final smirk and a short handshake, Ryoka quickly walked off, meeting up with her sister halfway to grab the opened can and chugging the rest of it, much to Ryoko's annoyance.

With a sudden movement, the younger twin turned to a gaping Momoshiro. Smirking smugly, she stated, "And that is why you can't beat me."

A/N: …hi.

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