Unexpected
Ego trip: Hey thanks for the reviews. Since I have no actual idea where this is going, your reviews are really important to me, so Thanks Much. For those who are still confused, Misaki and Kazura are twins, Kazura is a girl and Misaki is a guy. Kazura is older by a few minutes so she's the older twin and has to take good care of her 'little' brother. Ha ha . . . Misaki's turning out to be a bit of a scamp. Anyway I kind of added in a bit of flashback from Kazura's past about why she and Misaki are in Japan. Hope its not boring.
Disclaimer: Prince of tennis characters are not mine but Kazura and Misaki are so hands off.
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Saturday afternoon 3pm
"Your belongings arrived on Thursday so we've put all the boxes upstairs in your room. I'm wondering if you sent everything that you've ever owned over. There were so many boxes and they were all so heavy. Its lucky the loft is big enough," Ryuzaki sensei said while showing Kazura to her room at the 3rd storey. Usually only she and Sakuno lived in Ryuzaki Residence, on the 2nd storey. Before Kazura had expressed her wish to stay in the top floor all by herself, the loft had been a storage room. Sakuno in anticipation of Kazura's arrival had cleaned up the entire area so it finally resembled a room fit for living. However, the room itself was now obscured from view due to the mountains of boxes piled into it. Kazura will be staying with the Ryuzaki family indefinitely, until her business in Japan is settled. Unable to decide what to pack, Kazura had simply packed everything she owned to be sent over to Japan. "Well, happy unpacking," said Ryuzaki sensei with a smirk.
"Thanks sensei. I'm sorry if Misaki caused you any trouble this morning. He wasn't supposed to show up. He was supposed to go directly to Hyotei." Kazura apologised on Misaki's behalf. "He must have been worried about you. It's never easy to be separated from those you care about," comforted Ryuzaki sensei when she noticed Kazura's sadness. Sadness had flashed into Kazura's eyes but was quickly hidden away. Kazura is a girl used to hiding her true emotions beneath cheerful facades.
"Kazura-kun, do you need any help with unpacking?" asked Sakuno from the doorway. Immediately, all traces of sadness was hidden expertly and Kazura cheerfully said," Yes please, if not I'll never find the bed underneath all these boxes." Leaving the two girls to unpack the mountain of boxes, Ryuzaki sensei left feeling a little sorry for Kazura. Whatever was the reason for her arrival in Japan together with Misaki, and why had they transferred to different school, rival schools for that matter?
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Flashback to a few months ago in New York
"Tennis is not a practical area to focus your entire life on, listen to me, both of you. Be it playing tennis or coaching, it is not something you can depend on for the rest of your lives."
"But Dad, Misaki has the potential to be a great player. He's already touted as the next Asian star together with Echizen Ryoma. If he continues, he'll definitely . . ."
"Enough, Kazura. Misaki might be a good player but around here they are a dime a dozen, nothing special. How do you expect an Asian player like your brother to triumph in a field dominated by bigger, stronger competitors? Besides that, I know very well that Misaki does so well only because of your coaching. Don't think I'm not aware of all the time you've spent coaching him and the time you've spent at the tennis clubs. Why don't you spend more time on your studies instead of hanging around at the tennis clubs watching useless tennis matches."
"That's not fair Dad, Kazura does so well in school. Besides that . . . "
"Speaking of doing well, Misaki you don't seem to be doing so well in school. It must be all that time you've spent playing tennis. You should spend more time on your schoolwork. From today onwards, no more tennis for either one of you."
"But Dad . . ."
"Enough said. The subject is closed."
End of flashback
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Saturday night 9pm
'Why am I thinking about that now? I shouldn't be thinking about the past, it's the future that matters. We are both here in Japan, doing what we've always wanted to do, that's enough. Now all I have to focus on is to lead Seigaku to the National Competition . . .'
"Kazura? Is that you?" said a vaguely familiar voice, interrupting her thoughts. Kazura turned and saw a brown-haired guy walking towards the park bench she was sitting on. 'What's his name? Shinji? Moji? Houji? No it's some mountain . . . Oh it's . . .' "Fuji-san! What are you doing here at this hour?"
Fuji had noticed her sitting on the bench in the park while on his nightly walk. She seemed to be in deep thought and had an aura of sadness surrounding her. Concerned, he decided to go up to her to see if she's all right. Even though the weather was getting cold, she only had on T-shirt, jeans and a denim jacket. However she didn't seem cold, maybe she's used to cold weather in New York.
Smiling his trademark smile, Fuji answered," Good evening Kazura-san. Have you settled into Ryuzaki sensei's house?" A little flustered by his sudden arrival, Kazura hesitated before saying wryly," Um . . . yes I've done quite a bit of unpacking. I should now be able to take two steps without crashing into some boxes." Hearing this, Fuji's smile widened, he was beginning to like this girl.
"Back to my question, what are you doing here?" repeated Kazura, puzzled to see Fuji at this late hour. "I walk by here every night at this time, I live just 2 streets away from the park," Fuji answered, smiling. "Huh, I' didn't know you lived so near to Ryuzaki sensei," Kazura replied, a little surprised to find they were practically neighbours. Fuji continued smiling.
As they sat in comfortable silence, neither felt the need for conversation. It was as if they had been friends for a long time. Kazura was the first to break the silence by asking," Fuji-san could you tell me about Seigaku tennis team? I need to know more about everyone on the team." Sensing her curiosity and eagerness to start her managerial duties, Fuji's smile widened even more," now where shall I begin . . ."
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Sunday morning 1.30am
Lying on the bed that she and Sakuno had dug out from under the mountain of boxes, Kazura thought back on her conversation with Fuji in the park. He had told her the basics about all the regulars, Tezuka the seemingly cold- blooded captain, Oishi the 'mother' of the team and one half of the 'Golden pair', Eiji the exuberant other half of the 'Golden pair', Taka-san the split personality senior, Kaidoh the 'Viper', Momoshiro the friendly junior with a powerful dunk smash and Ryoma the new star. Of course he had declined to describe himself and told her she'll find out soon enough. He walked her home before going home himself and told her he would pick her up on Monday morning for morning practice. Thinking back on all that Fuji had said, Kazura couldn't help feeling that Fuji had been trying to hide his own abilities by telling her about the others. He could actually turn out to be a formidable player. 'Fuji Syusuke . . . I must do a thorough check . . .' was her last thought before she fell into a deep sleep.
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End of yet another chapter . . . When I started this, I never thought I would continue. But the characters just dragged me into their world. Ha ha I'm now adopting the "They made me do it" excuse for any lousy bits. About this chapter, did Kazura remind you of someone at the end? No prize for guessing whom . . . By the way, something seems to be brewing between 2 characters . . . well whether things will carry on or just fizzle out will largely depend on your reviews. Thanks for reading.
Ego trip: Hey thanks for the reviews. Since I have no actual idea where this is going, your reviews are really important to me, so Thanks Much. For those who are still confused, Misaki and Kazura are twins, Kazura is a girl and Misaki is a guy. Kazura is older by a few minutes so she's the older twin and has to take good care of her 'little' brother. Ha ha . . . Misaki's turning out to be a bit of a scamp. Anyway I kind of added in a bit of flashback from Kazura's past about why she and Misaki are in Japan. Hope its not boring.
Disclaimer: Prince of tennis characters are not mine but Kazura and Misaki are so hands off.
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Saturday afternoon 3pm
"Your belongings arrived on Thursday so we've put all the boxes upstairs in your room. I'm wondering if you sent everything that you've ever owned over. There were so many boxes and they were all so heavy. Its lucky the loft is big enough," Ryuzaki sensei said while showing Kazura to her room at the 3rd storey. Usually only she and Sakuno lived in Ryuzaki Residence, on the 2nd storey. Before Kazura had expressed her wish to stay in the top floor all by herself, the loft had been a storage room. Sakuno in anticipation of Kazura's arrival had cleaned up the entire area so it finally resembled a room fit for living. However, the room itself was now obscured from view due to the mountains of boxes piled into it. Kazura will be staying with the Ryuzaki family indefinitely, until her business in Japan is settled. Unable to decide what to pack, Kazura had simply packed everything she owned to be sent over to Japan. "Well, happy unpacking," said Ryuzaki sensei with a smirk.
"Thanks sensei. I'm sorry if Misaki caused you any trouble this morning. He wasn't supposed to show up. He was supposed to go directly to Hyotei." Kazura apologised on Misaki's behalf. "He must have been worried about you. It's never easy to be separated from those you care about," comforted Ryuzaki sensei when she noticed Kazura's sadness. Sadness had flashed into Kazura's eyes but was quickly hidden away. Kazura is a girl used to hiding her true emotions beneath cheerful facades.
"Kazura-kun, do you need any help with unpacking?" asked Sakuno from the doorway. Immediately, all traces of sadness was hidden expertly and Kazura cheerfully said," Yes please, if not I'll never find the bed underneath all these boxes." Leaving the two girls to unpack the mountain of boxes, Ryuzaki sensei left feeling a little sorry for Kazura. Whatever was the reason for her arrival in Japan together with Misaki, and why had they transferred to different school, rival schools for that matter?
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Flashback to a few months ago in New York
"Tennis is not a practical area to focus your entire life on, listen to me, both of you. Be it playing tennis or coaching, it is not something you can depend on for the rest of your lives."
"But Dad, Misaki has the potential to be a great player. He's already touted as the next Asian star together with Echizen Ryoma. If he continues, he'll definitely . . ."
"Enough, Kazura. Misaki might be a good player but around here they are a dime a dozen, nothing special. How do you expect an Asian player like your brother to triumph in a field dominated by bigger, stronger competitors? Besides that, I know very well that Misaki does so well only because of your coaching. Don't think I'm not aware of all the time you've spent coaching him and the time you've spent at the tennis clubs. Why don't you spend more time on your studies instead of hanging around at the tennis clubs watching useless tennis matches."
"That's not fair Dad, Kazura does so well in school. Besides that . . . "
"Speaking of doing well, Misaki you don't seem to be doing so well in school. It must be all that time you've spent playing tennis. You should spend more time on your schoolwork. From today onwards, no more tennis for either one of you."
"But Dad . . ."
"Enough said. The subject is closed."
End of flashback
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Saturday night 9pm
'Why am I thinking about that now? I shouldn't be thinking about the past, it's the future that matters. We are both here in Japan, doing what we've always wanted to do, that's enough. Now all I have to focus on is to lead Seigaku to the National Competition . . .'
"Kazura? Is that you?" said a vaguely familiar voice, interrupting her thoughts. Kazura turned and saw a brown-haired guy walking towards the park bench she was sitting on. 'What's his name? Shinji? Moji? Houji? No it's some mountain . . . Oh it's . . .' "Fuji-san! What are you doing here at this hour?"
Fuji had noticed her sitting on the bench in the park while on his nightly walk. She seemed to be in deep thought and had an aura of sadness surrounding her. Concerned, he decided to go up to her to see if she's all right. Even though the weather was getting cold, she only had on T-shirt, jeans and a denim jacket. However she didn't seem cold, maybe she's used to cold weather in New York.
Smiling his trademark smile, Fuji answered," Good evening Kazura-san. Have you settled into Ryuzaki sensei's house?" A little flustered by his sudden arrival, Kazura hesitated before saying wryly," Um . . . yes I've done quite a bit of unpacking. I should now be able to take two steps without crashing into some boxes." Hearing this, Fuji's smile widened, he was beginning to like this girl.
"Back to my question, what are you doing here?" repeated Kazura, puzzled to see Fuji at this late hour. "I walk by here every night at this time, I live just 2 streets away from the park," Fuji answered, smiling. "Huh, I' didn't know you lived so near to Ryuzaki sensei," Kazura replied, a little surprised to find they were practically neighbours. Fuji continued smiling.
As they sat in comfortable silence, neither felt the need for conversation. It was as if they had been friends for a long time. Kazura was the first to break the silence by asking," Fuji-san could you tell me about Seigaku tennis team? I need to know more about everyone on the team." Sensing her curiosity and eagerness to start her managerial duties, Fuji's smile widened even more," now where shall I begin . . ."
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Sunday morning 1.30am
Lying on the bed that she and Sakuno had dug out from under the mountain of boxes, Kazura thought back on her conversation with Fuji in the park. He had told her the basics about all the regulars, Tezuka the seemingly cold- blooded captain, Oishi the 'mother' of the team and one half of the 'Golden pair', Eiji the exuberant other half of the 'Golden pair', Taka-san the split personality senior, Kaidoh the 'Viper', Momoshiro the friendly junior with a powerful dunk smash and Ryoma the new star. Of course he had declined to describe himself and told her she'll find out soon enough. He walked her home before going home himself and told her he would pick her up on Monday morning for morning practice. Thinking back on all that Fuji had said, Kazura couldn't help feeling that Fuji had been trying to hide his own abilities by telling her about the others. He could actually turn out to be a formidable player. 'Fuji Syusuke . . . I must do a thorough check . . .' was her last thought before she fell into a deep sleep.
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End of yet another chapter . . . When I started this, I never thought I would continue. But the characters just dragged me into their world. Ha ha I'm now adopting the "They made me do it" excuse for any lousy bits. About this chapter, did Kazura remind you of someone at the end? No prize for guessing whom . . . By the way, something seems to be brewing between 2 characters . . . well whether things will carry on or just fizzle out will largely depend on your reviews. Thanks for reading.
