Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.
It was lunchtime, and Inui sat updating his data. He listened boredly as everyone chattered nonstop. Everyone was steady buying the lunches he knew they would buy. Would anyone ever change? But of course, as long as they was still data to collect and people to frighten, Inui could not complain. He had it made. He chuckled slightly to himself. Had he successfully updated everyone in the school's data? Inui looked through pages of data, and was just about to grin in triumph when he realized he had missed someone! The astonished Inui looked at the one person's data he had not updated. As a matter of fact, he didn't have much data on that person at all!
Inui looked furiously at the person's name beside the data. Kabibito Suna. Who was she now?... Oh yes! He remembered now. Inui squinted, looking around for the young girl who he didn't know much about. Aha! There she was.
Sitting under a shade tree all alone, rested none other than Kabibito Suna, who was reading a book instead of eating. Inui grinned and absentmindedly wrote something down in his notebook. He then stood; He wanted to talk to this Kabibito Suna, and find out why she was the only person in probably the whole of Japan, that he knew nearly nothing about.
"Are you Kabibito Suna?"
Inui watched in amusement as the dark-haired female squealed and jumped up, succeeding in dropping her book.Smiling,Inui picked up her book and gave it to her.
"A-arigatou, um, w-who are you?"
Inui raised an eyebrow. So, she was an unsure and shy person. He wrote that down, then looked up at her.
"My name is Inui Sadaharu. Highly known of as 'The Dataman'." She gave him an odd look, before burying her face in her book.
"May I inquire why you are sitting here alone?"
Once more, the girl jumped. "I-I..I just don't like being around people very much, that's all." He stared at her for a moment, before writing that down as well.
"Arigatou, that is all..for now. I believe I can figure out the rest for myself." He grinned sadistically at her, and slowly begin sizing her up.
She appeared to be about 15, with a pale heart-shaped face that was framed by thick, raven hair. Her big, olive eyes were slightly covered by straight bangs hanging in her face. He guessed she was unhealthy, judging by her thiness and paleness. While writing everything down, something caught his eye. It was a huge, black and blue bruise on her left arm. Of course, Inui simply assumed she was clumsy or something. But Inui was not one to make off-the-wall guesses without any proof they were true, so he decided to ask. Like anyone, he thought that the bruise was nothing important or serious. And like anyone, he had no idea how wrong he was.
"How did you get that bruise?"
The female's head snapped up and her already big eyes grew wider. She quickly and hastily covered up the bruise with her white sleeve.
"W-what bruise? I don't have a bruise!"
Inui couldn't resist a chuckle. Was this girl blind, or just joking around?
"You mean you did not know of the bruise you just covered up?"
"G-gomen ne," she squealed. "I-I have to go." Inui blinked as she jumped up, grabbed her book, and as fast as she could ran away.
Usually, this would come of no surprise to Inui. I mean, who in their right minds would want to be near the sadist, Inui? No one. He knew that most people would try to get away as soon as possible when near him. But with this girl..somehow, he knew that wasn't the case. She didn't seemed to be afraid of him..but more afraid of what he said.
Now, Inui had even more questions about her. Why was she so..nervous and insecure? Why had she freaked when he asked her about something as simple as a bruise? Why didn't she like being around people? She was such an enigma. However, Inui Sadaharu was determined to solve all her mysteries. And of course, nothing could stop Inui from collecting a person's data. Nothing.
'Hmm...I wonder where she lives...I will find out,' Inui thought gleefully. Some people said he was nosey; He prefered the word..curious.
Inui laughed with delight, and begin to plot an evil plan. Surprise! By the end of the next week, Inui was certain he would know everything there is to know about her. Now that the data problem was out of his mind, Inui could focus on making a new juice. He hummed while figuring ingrediets to add to his new juice. There was no doubt in his mind that his plan would work out perfectly, therefore he was not lacking any concentration. What Inui didn't know, however, was that not everything goes as planned, not even for such evil geniuses like himself.
Uh, thisis myfirst Prince of Tennis fic. No flames..please. Please, please, please review! I want to know how it is. This is mainly just the prologue, however.