Gomen! Uwahhhh this is so late! T^T

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate my English teacher? And work, yes work. I HATE IT. Work can go stick it to Atobe for all I care. Peoples, I had three projects due on the same flippin day! Like, that was so not cool. [Ignores the fact that the author procrastinated for about a week and did everything two nights/the night before.]

Disclaimer-Me no own, kay?

xXx

Yuki was waiting, biting her lip with impatience.

She had asked to play in the reserve match. It was for a lot of reasons, her return, Mitsu-nii, and her pride. But it was also about knocking these fucking Hyotei kings to the ground. Or that's how she thought about it.

Her thoughts were still jumbled after Tezuka's collapse on the court. If her cousin, her strong, pillar-like, stoic Mitsu-nii, could be brought to his knees by some arrogant prick with an affection for the pronoun ore-sama, Yuki was gonna let 'em have it.

If she played of course, then again, there's no guarantees that she wouldn't do something even if she doesn't play. Like beating these fucking bastards in street tennis, in a girly skirt and blouse.

That should be enough for their egos.

Back to the current time, Yuki was still waiting for her fate to be delivered.

"Fine, but only if you get Ryoma to agree." Ryuzaki-sensei relented.

Yuki turned her gaze to Ryoma, who coolly returned it.

"Let me."

"Yadda."

"Let me."

"Yadda"

"You suck."

"Yadda."

"Let me play!"

"Yadda!"

"Janken?"*

A raised eyebrow, "Two out of three."

Yuki held out her fist over her palm. Ryoma did the same.

"Jan...ken...pon!" Yuki flashed her open palm at Ryoma's fist.

"Jan...ken...pon!" Ryoma's victory sign cut through Yuki's open palm.

"Jan...ken...pon!" Yuki cheered, she won with her fist crushing Ryoma's scissors. "WOOO-HOOOO!"

Ryoma scoffed, with his head underneath his cap. "Che, lucky."

"That wasn't luck, my dear Ryoma-chibi, that was skill." Yuki teased.

Ryoma stared at her like. Your the same age as me, idiot.

Yuki stuck out her tongue and got her racket from her bag. "Inui. Can you give me some data on him?"

Inui nodded, "Hiyoshi Wakashi, a junior in the Hyotei Tennis Club. Aggressive baseliner. He is calm and collected, will sway easily. He is slightly sensitive, but has a clear goal... He was blatantly aiming for a regular's spot. Birthday is December 5th. Blood type: AB. Favorite phrase is 'Gekokujyou'. His family owns a Kobujyutsu dojo."

"Ah, I see. Well then, let's show these Hyoteis what Seigaku is made of!" The Black Butterfly threw a fist in the air.

"AHH!" The collective grunt of many males answered her shout. She walked into the court confidently. Hiyoshi Wakashi watched her steadily from across the net.

"Oi, Ryuzaki-sensei," Yuki muttered.

"Hm?" Ryuzaki-sensei asked.

"Let Ryoma be bench-coach." She requested.

Sensei mulled it over. "Fine, OI! Ryoma!" Ryoma raised an eyebrow from his seat. "Bench coach, special request."

"Hn." Ryoma sat on the bench, Ponta in hand. "Now, Kirishima." He said in a low voice, so only she could hear. "If you lose this..."

Yuki waved her hand impatiently. "Don't mind. I'll just take out of of my anger on him. Baka Mitsu-nii."

Ryoma smirked. "Ike."

Yuki smiled and flipped out into the court. Eiji pouted from his seat. "Oi, Cho-chan! Don't steal my style!"

She giggled and waved, "Gomen gomen, Eiji-senpai!"

"She looks like an airhead." Yuki heard Gakuto whisper to his Doubles partner. Her eyes narrowed. That's the effing point you arrogant sons of effing pricks.

Yuki started bouncing a tennis ball against the court. She squeezed it in the palm of her hand. Hiyoshi was across the net, apparently deep in thought. Probably about his stupid-ass Gekokyujou. Yuki narrowed her eyes and served a fairly fast Twist serve. The ball slammed into the barrier behind a startled Hiyoshi. It bounced behind the junior, who was still in receiving position. The crowd went silent. There were murmurs filling the crowd. "Is it a fluke?" "There's no way a girl could hit a serve past Hiyoshi." Yuki listened quietly.

Yuki called out, "Oi Ryoma! I don't think you'd want to play someone that's not even paying attention!"

Ryoma called back. "Mada mada dane."

Yuki faced the crowd, holding her hands up like she was a performer. "If you believe that was a fluke, just watch my performance!" She bowed dramatically and served another Twist. It slammed past Hiyoshi, who looked shocked that it was heading towards his face. His racket flew up.

"30-love!"

"She's really hitting Twist serves!" "No way!" The Seigaku team just stood and stared proudly at their Butterfly. Yuki hit some more serves and finished off the game. She even threw in a Zero-Shiki Drop Shot for the end when Hiyoshi finally returned it, just for kicks. She laughed her butt off at the look on his face.

"1-0! Change court!" Yuki was still shaking with laughter as she passed by Hiyoshi.

"Ya know," Yuki giggled, "I thought you were like Kaidoh-senpai when I first saw your face. But ya know." Hiyoshi stared at her blankly. "He would've never underestimated a girl." She stared at him coldly and walked to her side of the court.

Hiyoshi grunted, and walked to his side of the court. Kaidoh watched him carefully. Yuki looked at Kaidoh and gave him a victory sign and a grin.

"Fshhhh," Kaidoh nodded. Momoshiro took on a devious grin.

"Mamushi!" He got Kaidoh in a headlock.

"Get off, idiot peach!" Yuki laughed at them from on the court. A ball flew past her. She glanced behind her to see the ball rolling towards her.

"Okay, I deserved that, but don't expect it to happen again."

Hiyoshi served, and the match got underway. Yuki decided to just go along and keep up. She returned when she was supposed to and didn't pull any big shots. That whole thing about the Kobujyutsu dojo couldn't have been all bullshit. The Butterfly glanced across the net before hitting a straight shot. What?

"W-what is with that form?!" Yuki heard a call from the side.

Yuki kept her cool and continued her return. Ah, what is that?

She heard a mutter, "Gekokujyou!" He hit the tennis ball across with his arms stretched out, like a bird. Pretty...

The ball hit the court, right next to Yuki's right foot. Oh, che, no distractions, Yuki.

"15-love!"

"Here comes Hiyoshi's Enbutenshu!" She heard from the side.

Hiyoshi was still in his weird bird-of-prey pose. Yuki looked at him. "You look kinda stupid, ya know that right? And what kind of tennis name is 'Dance Towards the Heavens'?"

Hiyoshi stared at her. "Gekokujyou."

"And what's with that?" Yuki made a serious face, "Gekokujyou." Her face relaxed. "You're almost as bad as buchou and his 'Yudan Sezu ni Ikou!'"

The Seigaku team cracked up at that one.

Even with all her comedian talk, Yuki still lost the game. "Game to Hyotei's Hiyoshi! 1 game all!"

Ryoma stared at her on the court, judging carefully. Yuki stared at him, trying to telepathically communicate. What the hell should I do, Ryoma? The beauty of it is freaking distracting! She could imagine Ryoma's reply. Mada mada dane.

Yuki stared at Hiyoshi, bouncing the ball against the court. What should I do? This tennis is too fucking pretty for a guy! If I'm gonna stare at it every time he hits a flipping return, I might as well give up!

She sighed, I'd prefer not to do it this way, but...

Yuki cracked a serve off her racket. It bounced on the opposite side of the court and flew straight up towards the clouds. Everybody's face in the crowd was tilted up, searching for the ball. The Butterfly smirked and kept her eyes on Hiyoshi. His head was tilted up and his eyes were flitting back and forth. She grinned, and stared at something.

Three... Two... and... The ball came down on the court, right where it had launched off from. Yuki grinned. "It's called Shippaishita Roketto."

Inui stood off to the side. "The Failed Rocket, it's a good name."

Yuki served again. The Ichinen Trio called out, "There it is! The Failed Rocket!"

Fuji observed the serve. "It's hit with an enormous amount of strength, and it's hit so that when it flies up, the sun prevents people from seeing it. Also, if there was wind, I believe the spin she put on it would fly either towards the net or towards the receiver. It's a mix of Nature Tennis and Data Tennis to calculate the right angles and spin."

Yuki smiled, "As expected of you, Tensai Fuji-senpai."

She shot Failed Rockets at Hiyoshi and won the game. "Game to Seigaku's Butterfly! 2 games to 1! Change court!"**

Yuki walked to the bench and sat next to Ryoma. "Mada mada dane."

"Aw, shut up." Yuki drank from a clear water bottle and then from another water bottle. Ryoma stared at her inquisitively. "Vanilla coffee milkshake, with shots of Espresso, clever ne?"

"I don't even want to know how much caffeine's in that." Ryuzaki-sensei said from behind, on the bleachers. Yuki scratched her head and laughed awkwardly.

"Also, Ryoma," Yuki whispered something into his ear. He nodded and she grinned. "Okay then! Onegaishimasu~!" The butterfly reached into her bag and pulled out a cloth bag. Ryoma in front of her, Ryuzaki-sensei behind her. Yuki took off her pretty masquerade mask and put on another one. This one was solid, with only a simple design of a butterfly dripping blood. It stretched across her face and stopped over her mouth. There was one key element to this mask.

It had no eyeholes. Where the eyes would've been were black spots, endless darkness.

Yuki tapped Ryoma on the shoulder. She felt him move aside. The Black Butterfly walked proudly onto the court and stared at where she thought Hiyoshi was.

"Now, I'm not wearing this because I don't need sight to beat you. I'm wearing this because I don't think I can play properly while being distracted by your beautiful tennis." Yuki bowed and took recieving position.

Yuki couldn't see the look on Hiyoshi's face. It was a look of shock, mixed with something like appreciation.

"Let's get dessert sometime," Yuki called out, "Now serve already!"

Hiyoshi served and Yuki heard the way the shot was hit, felt the way it bounced on the court, and hit a return ace. The crowd was filled with murmurs, "Is she seriously playing with her eyes closed?"

Yuki called out, "I'm playing with no vision, yes."

The crowd held silence for about three seconds. "Ehhh?!"

Yuki rolled her eyes, but that wasn't visible to the crowd. She waited for Hiyoshi's serve. Once it came, Yuki returned it and the ball zig-zagged across the court.

"30-love!"

"Hehe, I still have to name that one~" Yuki said.

Hiyoshi's serve came quicker than the last time, so Yuki was forced to lob it. Hiyoshi smashed and Yuki had to run a quick aerial to the side to reach it. She forged through the strength and hit a fast cross-shot. All she heard was the sound of the ball hitting the court and a referee's call.

"40-love!" I got this in the bag. Time to zone out. Now... what was I thinking earlier?

My tennis is like Mitsu-nii's... right. How am I supposed to fix that though? I mean, it's not like I can just change my tennis style in a day. Maybe I should go back to Rikkaidai. Or take a visit to Osaka to visit Kenya. I'd like to have another match with Kenya and Yuushi. That'd be fun. Ooh! I'll just take a grand trip around all the schools! Yup yup! I'll go to Rikkaidai, Shitenhouji, maybe Hyotei... that place is scary. I'll just go search for my tennis, play a game or two against people, eat cake with Marui-kun, it's all good~. Now... what was I doing? Oh, right, match with Hiyoshi. I should go eat desserts with him too.

"Game! Seigaku's Butterfly! 5 games to 3!"

"Oops... that's a bad score, better start concentrating!" Yuki ran to receiving position.

Yuki won the match in about 8 more minutes. On the match point, Yuki ended the rally with a Twister smash and a smirk. "Gekokujyou." She said, after landing.

"Game and match. Seigaku's Butterfly. Seigaku wins with a score of 3-2 and one no-game." Yuki sighed. Finally.

The crowd cheered. Yuki took a grand bow. She shook hands with Hiyoshi at the net.

"Ne ne, I wanna eat desserts with you. Meet me at the Harmony Bakery tomorrow at 1, okay? Okay! Ja, mata ne!" Yuki gave him a victory sign and skipped off.

Hiyoshi's face was a mix of apprehension and what the fuck...

But still, the girl had beaten him, so Hiyoshi Wakashi was obligated to go. He walked back to his team, expecting a cut from his position. Sakaki-sensei stared at him. His team stared at him.

"She Gekokujyou-ed you, Hiyoshi." Sakaki-sensei said.

Hiyoshi nodded solemnly.

"However, seeing as she was an extremely tough opponent." Sakaki stated. "I will allow you to remain on the team, no more losses, understood?"

Hiyoshi nodded once again. "I understand, arigato gozaimasu."

Sakaki Tarou just stood up and walked off the court. Oshitari Yuushi patted him on the back.

"Don't worry, you're not the only one that has lost to the Black Butterfly." Hiyoshi stared at him, confused.

"Hm, that's right. Atobe, care to explain?"

"Ah, Ore-sama has researched this curious girl. The Black Butterfly of Street Tennis. She has beaten an estimated thousands of male tennis players and many violent street tennis players. Now she attends Seishun Gakuen under her real name-"

A tennis ball hit Atobe in the mouth. The Hyotei crowd went silent. They gaped at Atobe. The Seigaku team stared at Yuki, who was relaxing from serving position.

"Oi, Monkey King, if you freaking reveal my name to the 300 fucking people that are here, I swear it will not be pretty. You said you researched me, right? So you've seen victims. If you want to reveal my identity so badly, there's some conditions. Yuushi knows them."

Yuki turned her gaze to Oshitari, "And Yuushi, that applies to you too. Tell him the conditions I gave you."

She stalked out of the court.

Oshitari glanced at Atobe, "Didn't I warn you? Her identity is not something to be messed with."

Atobe turned to him, "What are the conditions."

"You may only tell people that you trust, you must make them swear on their blood that they will not reveal her identity to anyone else. Quite simple, really." Oshitari stated. "Oh, and you must never tell Tezuka Kunimitsu, under any circumstances."

Atobe just stared at the retreating figure of the Black Butterfly, deep in thought.

xXx

Yuki yawned as she stretched. After the match yesterday, she had taken a shower and immediately slept. Now she went to her bathroom and sleepily began brushing her teeth. What am I supposed to do today? Eat breakfast, take a jog, eat, go shopping, oh right! I have to go eat dessert with Hiyoshi! That'll be fun~

She got dressed in black jean shorts, a cyan blue top and black suspenders. As she laced up her combat boots, her mother came downstairs.

"Yuki? Where are you going?"

"Okaa-san," Yuki acknowledged. "I'm going to meet a friend for dessert, but I'm going to do some shopping first."

"Ah, okay, be back by 10." Her Okaa-san handed her a purse, and waved her off as she set out.

Yuki took the bus to the Shopping District and walked into her favorite clothing store.

"Ah, Yuki-chan!" The owner of the shop, a 15-year-old girl with jet-black hair and soulful black eyes. Yuki admired her because she had 3 piercings in each ear, a nose piercing and a bellybutton piercing that she flaunts constantly.

"Hi Tsune-chan!" Yuki gave the girl a hug. "I'm thinking of adding something to today's outfit."

Tsune gave Yuki a look up and down. "My dear, you need either a hat, hairstyling, or makeup. Better yet, all three. Come on back."

Yuki smiled, "Hai hai."

She walked back to where Tsune had a hairstyling chair. Yuki sat down while Tsune turned on the curling iron.

"Girl, when am I gonna persuade you to get an ear piercing?" Tsune said, while running heat protectant through Yuki's hair.

"Honestly, I want one, my mother would let me, but my father and cousin. They're all stoic pricks." Yuki explained her predicament.

"This cousin of yours that I hear so much about is serious buzzkill." Tsune said. "When are you gonna finally tell him about your true self."

"I'm trying to, but I'm telling you it's tough."

"No, you're avoiding. He's not gonna kill you if you tell him that your style is punk or if you play tennis. Honestly, I don't think he'll give a fuck."

Yuki just listened silently.

"Also, I've been hearing a lot about this Black Butterfly from the tennis gossip circuits. Wanna explain?" Tsune looked at Yuki through the mirror and grinned.

The Black Butterfly smirked, "You knew me then. I'm just being that more badass now. Officially, of course."

"Girl, back then I'd find you with at least a couple bloodstains on your clothes. You owe me so much for getting out those stains."

"I know."

"Now, don't talk, cause I'm gonna do your makeup, just listen to me."

Tsune took up a powder brush and began brushing a translucent powder all over Yuki's face. "I'm gonna go back to this whole Butterfly thing. Specifically when you stopped playing tennis for awhile. I realize there is another reason why you've hidden your identity for so long. Those guys get you and bam, you're done."

Tsune took a step back and glanced at Yuki's face. "You hate eyeshadow, right? So I guess just lips and you're done. Back to what I was saying, why the hell are you putting yourself in danger again?"

Yuki stared up at Tsune. "Because I love this sport. If I stop playing because of one simple incident, what kind of coward would I be?"

Tsune pursed her lips, "I know if there's one thing you aren't, it's a coward. But the minute you are put in danger, you're calling me up."

"Hai hai," Yuki leapt off of the seat. "Thanks, Tsune-chan."

"Come back anytime you need something." Tsune waved her off, just like her mother had done an hour ago.

Yuki walked in the direction of the Harmony Bakery. She brought out a compact and observed what Tsune had done. She had curled Yuki's hair and given her a cyan usamimi headband. Her makeup was just powder, mascara and black eyeliner. Her lips had been painted with simple clear gloss. As she approached the Harmony Bakery, she saw Hiyoshi standing outside.

"Ahoy, Hiyoshi-kun!" Yuki called, waving.

Hiyoshi looked up from what appeared to be a game of Scrabble on his phone. He nodded to her.

"I'm surprised you came, you got a light lunch I hope." Yuki led the way inside.

"Ah, hello Yuki-chan." The baker said from behind the counter, "I see you've brought a friend with you."

"Hello, Morimoto-oji-san." Yuki said, bowing. "This is Hiyoshi Wakashi-kun."

Hiyoshi bowed to the baker also.

"It's nice to meet one of Yuki-chan's friends." The baker smiled. "Sit, I'll bring some of your favorites out."

"You know him?" Hiyoshi asked.

"Ah, yeah, I just come here often so he kinda knows everything I like to order." Yuki scratched her head with an awkward smile. "But anyways, Hiyoshi-kun, tell me about yourself. I kinda know some of your physical information from Inui-senpai, but I'd like to know about you."

Hiyoshi stared at her, "What do you want to know."

Yuki clapped her hands, "Ah, I know, how about we think up questions and both of us have to answer."

Hiyoshi nodded, "Deal, you go first."

"Favorite food." Yuki said, "Mine's every kind of dessert, I haven't decided on a favorite yet."

Hiyoshi thought for a bit, "Flavored Shellfish."

Yuki stared at him. "That's an uncommon favorite food."

"Favorite subject," Hiyoshi ignored Yuki's comment. "History and Math."

"Mine's English and Science," Yuki grinned. "Worst subject."

"Music," Hiyoshi shuddered.

"Really? Music's easy, mine is Math, cuz I don't understand much." Yuki said with an embarrassed look.

"Hm, how about name, I don't know yours." Hiyoshi said.

"Oh, right, I'm Kirishima Yuki, yorushiku onegaishimasu." Yuki smiled. "My question is favorite type of music. Mine's metal, but I enjoy pop and alternative as well."

Hiyoshi stared at her like she was crazy, "Mine's calming music, like classical or nature recordings."

Yuki stuck out her tongue, "You're boring."

And the two continued like that for awhile, taking a break only to enjoy their dessert. Yuki broke into a bright grin. "Okay, so you should know cream puffs and macaroons, but this here is mille-feuille, it's layers of pastry and cream. It's French for many leaves, I think. This one here is a chocolate lava cake, there's hot chocolate sauce on the inside. This one here is a strawberry cheesecake, kinda like the ones Marui-kun eats, except his are tastier supposedly. And, what are you staring at?"

Hiyoshi had an amused look on his face. "You look so entertained while talking about food."

"That's because I love food!" Yuki declared, "Now eat! Itadakimasu!"

They spent the rest of the afternoon on questions and sweets.

"Ne, Hiyoshi-kun, last question before we should be heading back." Yuki said.

Hiyoshi looked up.

"How did you find your tennis style?"

The Enbu Tennis player sat there deep in thought for awhile. "I suppose it's because the form comes naturally to me. My family runs a Kobujyutsu dojo, as you may know. It's just natural."

Yuki's gaze was clouded, "I see..."

There was a bit of an awkward silence. Yuki broke the awkwardness with a grin, "Well, that was fun!"

Yuki paid for the sweets, and led Hiyoshi off back towards the Shopping District.

"I know you're thinking that you should've paid. Just let it go, it's no problem." Yuki said.

Hiyoshi looked like he was about to protest. Yuki shushed him. "Just shut up about it. If it makes you feel better, you can pay next time."

Yuki felt the stare. "Yes, there will be a next time. That reminds me," Yuki pulled out her phone. "Give me your number, kay? And I'll give you mine."

As Hiyoshi was putting his number into her phone, Yuki felt a stare on her back. She turned around, and saw a flash of magenta hair, a blue cap. She put her number into Hiyoshi's phone quickly and stalked off to where she saw the flash of magenta.

"And who," she drawled, "Could have possibly thought that it would be a good idea to stalk me?"

One Mukahi Gakuto, one Shishido Ryou and one Oshitari Yuushi, that's who.

Yuki's eyes pierced them. Hiyoshi came up behind her, "Ah, senpai-tachi."

"We're just checking up on our dear kouhai!" Gakuto protested.

"Gekidasa daze," Shishido muttered.

Yuki rolled her eyes. "He doesn't need 'checking up'. He's probably more mature than you."

Gakuto shouted, "Hey!" Yuki ignored him.

"Anyways, we're not on a date, so don't go spreading rumors. Shall we go, Hiyoshi-kun?"

Hiyoshi nodded and the two walked off.

"They look like a couple to me," Oshitari pointed out.

"And I notice you didn't defend us!" Gakuto shouted.

Shishido sighed and muttered again, "Gekidasa daze."

xXx

After a bit of walking, Yuki stopped suddenly. Hiyoshi stared at her and was a little freaked out.

"Ooh, ooh! It's an arcade! Hiyoshi-kun can we go? Onegai~?" Yuki stared at him with starry eyes.

Hiyoshi sweatdropped at the tsundere-like behavior. "Sure, why not?"

"Yay!" Yuki ran off towards the arcade.

Hiyoshi's lips curved up as he followed Yuki into the arcade.

"Which ones are you good at? Lemme beat you!" Yuki said enthusiastically.

Hiyoshi pointed to a martial-arts fighting multiplayer game with a challenge in his gaze. Yuki clapped her hands, "That's one of my favorites!"

They loaded in credits and began fighting. Yuki's eyes sharpened and she threw what would have been ten-hit combos. "Oi, Hiyoshi! You're dodging all my winning K-O's!"

Hiyoshi rolled his eyes, "That's the point."

"Hmph, I'll gekokujyou you again!" Yuki made her character go faster. Hiyoshi's character kept on dodging gracefully. A bit of a crowd had gathered to see the spectacular match.

Hiyoshi started going on offense. Yuki was forced to dodge. Her character leapt over the head of Hiyoshi's and dealt a blow to the shoulder. As she was about to throw another punch, Hiyoshi's character turned and shoved her.

"Grr... I will win!" Yuki shouted, determined.

After thirty minutes, the match ended with the characters simultaneously dying and a tie was issued.

"That's not fair!" Yuki cried and started muttering curses. Hiyoshi nodded, also dissatisfied.

"Hmph!" Yuki pouted. Hiyoshi patted her on the head. He looked around. The tickets they won for reaching tiebreaking point were pouring out of the machine. Hiyoshi took both the tickets and went up to the prize counter. He handed it to the man and pointed at a black cat stuffed animal. The man took the tickets and handed the cat to him. The Enbu Tennis player walked back to the pouting Butterfly. Yuki looked up from her pouting and muttered curses. She took the cat with wide eyes.

"Ah, arigato, Hiyoshi-kun." Yuki said. She hugged the cat. "I just hate when things aren't settled, ya know?"

Hiyoshi nodded. "We should be going back now, Kirishima."

Yuki waved her hand, "No, no, call me Yuki. Kirishima sounds... formal." What she would've said is that it connects her to Tezuka Kunimitsu, but not a lot of people knew that.

"Ah, okay, Yuki-chi." Hiyoshi said. ***

"I'm not that much younger!" Yuki pouted, then giggled.

As she waved Hiyoshi goodbye, she smiled brightly. Hiyoshi-kun is a good friend.

Her gaze deepened. Perhaps I can count on him in the future.

xXx

And just like that, Yuki's blissful weekend was over. She woke up and flopped back down onto her mattress.

"Ugh, school sucks!" She shouted into her pillow.

Maybe I should do that trip around the schools and ditch today... and tomorrow... and maybe Wednesday.

"That's a good idea." The Black Butterfly smiled mischievously. She got dressed in a black skirt with shorts underneath, a loose maroon tank top, and her Seigaku jersey.

"Ittekimasu!" She called, leaving the house with nothing but her phone and her tennis bag.

Oh, and money too, because she didn't have a drivers' license. Or a motorcycle license. A legal one anyways.

xXx

*Janken is rock-paper-scissors if you didn't realize.

**I'm not entirely sure, but you do change court every two games, right? In the anime, they changed court after one game, so I figured they'd change after three games? O.o

***I believe -chi is the suffix used for children.

A/N: A lot of people have been saying they don't like Tezuka in this fic. I realize that I kinda haven't pictured him in all the glory and awesomeness that he deserves. I personally love Tezuka, and his character is only for the plot of this fic. I hope to give him a character change soon.

As I was writing, I was randomly like "Hiyoshi and Yuki would be good friends." so yeah, now I'm going to bring back Hiyoshi often. A love interest? I don't know. Also I feel that Hiyoshi is not written about very much unless it's yaoi with like, Akaya ._. so yeah, I shall be writing about him often.

Next: Yuki takes a trip to all the schools!

-When this will be up, I have no clue. Thanks for following/favoriting and don't forget to review!