When the bell rang to signal the end of the school day, Jessica took her time walking to the tennis courts. She strolled at a leisurely pace, taking in all her surroundings. Birds flew overhead chirping happily, the sky was a rich blue and the clouds looked fluffy enough to be spun out of cotton candy. She tried to stall as long as she possibly could, Why did I agree to this in the first place? She kicked herself for not rejecting the invitation.

She was in no hurry whatsoever when she found the courts. Looking from side to side she spotted Sanada trying desperately to hold off a horde of girls. A white-haired boy stood on the courts winking and waving at all the girls only to make them more uncontrollable. She even thought she might have witnessed a couple girls getting nosebleeds. She sighed, it was like this at Seigaku too.

She gently dropped her bag to the ground next to a tree mentally noting not to forget it. As she got closer to the courts, the girls seemed to multiply, Sanada got more irritated, and the blue-haired boy with his jacket draped over his shoulders laughed even harder. She did a double take at the laughing boy before lunging at him in full speed.

"Seiichi!" She giggled as she flung her arms around his neck.

Yukimura let out a surprised yell before registering what had exactly landed on his back. He too then started to chuckle, "Jessica, long time no see." He smiles as she dropped off his back and walked into his range of view. He ruffles her hair, "How have you been?"

She looks at him and says, "Honestly, better now."

Yukimura pulls her into a hug and says, "I missed you so much. You're still the little sister I never had." She genuinely laughs as he buries his face in her ticklish hair. Her laugh sounds so delicate if gently falling snow crystals on soft flower petals made a sound that's what it would sound like. Even the fluttering of angel wings or the twinkle of tiny silver bells. It sounds so innocent and pure it captures the attention of those within earshot. The distraction results in a first year being nailed in the stomach with a tennis ball.

"Tarundoru!" Could be heard ringing down the courts as Sanada still struggled to contain the flock of squealing girls. Eventually he gave up, once he let go the girls climbed all over the fence surrounding the courts. Jessica didn't hear him behind her when he suddenly grabbed her arm and spun her around out of Yukimura's grasp to face him. He pulled her into an embracing hug and dropped his head on her shoulder before she could react.

Yukimura smiled next to them, "Oh, what's this? Jealous much?" Teasing the capped boy whose head rested on Jessica's shoulder.

"Shut up." Sanada sighed, "I'm exhausted and those girls are insane." Jessica said nothing as a blush crept up her face and Yukimura laughed.

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"Niou stop flirting with the girls. Look!" Marui prodded Niou with his racquet and pointed toward the fukubuchou.

One last wink and squeals erupted from the crowd, Niou turned to follow the direction he was pointing. Am I hallucinating? Is Fukubuchou…hugging a girl? Niou stared wild eyed. "Marui, you see the girl too right?" Questioning his sanity at his moment.

"Good," Marui let out a deep sigh, "I thought I was imagining things. Unless we are both going crazy."

"It's likely we are." Niou evilly cackled, "We can use this to blackmail the fukubuchou." His grin was wider than the Cheshire cat's.

Akaya's ears pricked up, Blackmail the fukubuchou? He turned towards Niou, "Hey are you guys plotting against the fukubuchou?"

"Yes we are." Niou bluntly replied before Marui smacked his head. "Why? Are you going to tell Seaweed Head?"

"No, actually I was wondering…can I help?" Akaya silently pleaded.

Niou and Marui looked at each other and smirked, "The more the merrier."

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Jessica had no idea what to do, so she just stood there while Sanada hugged her. When he broke apart he would not meet her eyes. "G-Gomen, I wasn't really thinking straight."

"N-No it's okay." She assured him. "All your players are really strong." She said hopefully to change the subject.

"Of course they are." Sanada defended, "Are you still playing?"

She looked down, "No I quit years ago, though sometimes I rally with Mitsu-kun and Syusuke." Mitsu-kun and Syusuke? Sanada didn't realize they were such close friends. "I do gymnastics now, speaking of which I should get to practice." She didn't really have practice for at least another hour but felt too awkward to stay and continue watching them practice.

"By all means go ahead." Yukimura interrupted when Sanada didn't reply immediately. She gently pulled away from his hug and waved goodbye to them both before exiting the courts.

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Jessica hung around a at a small cafe and bakery she recently found and fell in love with. It was called the Funtom Cafe, she particularly liked this coffee shop because it had sweets from breads to cake and ice cream and everything in between and more. She sat at a small white, round table with a black cat embellished into the surface. She happily munched on a panda shaped bun with sweet, creamy butter filling and a refreshing, cool milk tea flavored bubble tea. She blissfully escaped the world around her and was lost in a wordless pastry paradise. Her cell phone abruptly rang, disturbing her peace only to be reminded to have to return to gymnastics practice.

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Jessica stood up adjusting bobby pins in her hair, attempting to control the few loose strands. She smoothed out her warm up uniform , stretched and chalked her hands. She stood at the edge of the mat and took a deep breath. She sprinted forward and planted her hands on the mat before launching herself off and hoisting her body into the air. She performed forward handsprings across the length of the mat before landing on the other side. Then she turned around, and flung herself once again into the air hand-springing back to the edge of the mat where she had started.

"Jessica your handsprings are great but you look wobbly on your landing. If you don't stick it right you might end up injuring yourself." Her coach warned after reviewing her tumbling.

Jessica mounted the balance beam and clapped both hands together sending out puffs of chalk. Facing the balance beam backwards she raised both arms above her head and slowly bent backwards in arch position. Her feet lifted off the beam and lifted over her head. In a handstand, she pirouetted and landed her feet on the beam again.

Her coach assessed her and thoughtfully said, "I think you should try working on a back handspring on the beam next time." As she started walking toward another student she reassured Jessica's distressed expression, "Don't worry about it, we still have plenty of time until the National competition."

After practice she gathered her things and walked toward the exit before being stopped by two figures. Taken aback she said, "Seiichi? Sanada?"

The two walked out from where they were watching. "You're very good." Yukimura complimented. "You definitely outgrew your clumsiness."

I'm assuming you didn't hear the story of the white kid flattening herself with a shelf then? She faintly blushed, "Not good enough though, you were watching?"

"Most of it at least." He smiled and held out her bag.

Damn, I can't believe I forgot. She mentally cursed at herself. "How did you find me here?" She begun to think it was becoming a habit that these guys were finding her at all sorts of places. Do these guys have a hobby of stalking girls?

"Your grandmother told us you were here when we went to your house to return this." Yukimura smiled as innocently as possible.

She had a feeling Yukimura insisted to her grandmother that he return it personally. Jessica took her bag, "Arigato for returning this to me, I hope it wasn't too much of a hassle."

He shook his head, "Not at all, I do hope we can come watch you practice again sometime."

Please don't, she inwardly groaned. She noticed how much attention they were receiving from her classmates. The other girls were all bunched together, all blushing and in hushed voices, giggling and pointing at the two attractive boys.

"Why don't we walk you home since we're already here." But before Jessica could respond he took both her bags and marched out the door. She sulked behind them as they 'walked' her home.

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They walked ahead of her while she trailed behind.

Upon reaching her front door, they handed her bags back over to her and she thanked them and heavily hinted it was not necessary to do again. She slammed the door harder than necessary in their faces before retreating to her room on the second floor. She slumped on her bed and sighed, tomorrow she would be spring break and she would be on her way back to Tokyo to visit her mother and another certain someone.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis, but if I did the main characters would be Rikkai.

Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who's reading! :) To all my follows and favorites, you guys really help me move forward :D It's good to be back after disappearing for a couple months. By the way, I'm not familiar to gymnastics, so please correct me if you spot any errors. Please review! Special thanks to everyone who shared their opinions with me, please always tell me what you think I hope it's somewhat better now.