-The courts-
'Well, at least he came.' I stopped warming up, catching the ball by my racket, and walked on the court to face Tezuka.
"Hn. Let's play a good short match." I smirked with my statement. All he did was raise his eyebrow at me. '-.- Bastard...'
"Let's play a game with no regrets." was all he said.
Thus the game began as Oishi was the referee.
-Fast Forward- (Seriously, I'll write the next match next time.)
Regulars' view
'I can't believe...Azu-sempai beat Tezuka-buchou...' They stood at the fence, shocked. Even the loud-mouth and F3(Freshmen 3) were as silent as Sakuno.
"NYA! AZU-CHAN BEAT BUCHOU. SUGOI NE!" Eiji jumped excitedly up and down.
"Pshuuuu, he's pretty good." Kaidoh hissed pleased at the final outcome.
"Haha, Mamushi. Better than you!" Momoshiro taunted his rival.
"Who you calling mamushi, baka!" He hissed angrily at the dufus.
"WHY YO-" Momoshiro getting short tempered at being called an idiot.
"Urasai." A lone, calm call was heard.
-Tezuka's Pov-
'She...is a worthy opponent.' I looked at her; she looked different from when I last saw her. 'Hm...'
-B2U-
"Urasai." I said. I got tired of hearing those two argue about nonsense, even if it was just my first day. I managed to beat Tezuka. 'He needs to stop those drop volleys for a good while.' I looked back at their Captain, blankly.
"Good game." I stuck my hand out for a shake.
"Hn. Good game. Welcome to Seigaku, Echizen-san." We shook hands and got off court. I narrowed my eyes on his shoulder, and then smirked at Ryoma. He was glaring at me.
"Oi, let's go home, Ryoma!" I called out to him.
"NANI?? WHAT DO YOU MEAN GO HOME WITH RYOMA-SAMA?" Loud-mouth shouted.
"Oops?" I cheekily said and gave a small grin at the group, who were looking at me, eye-bulging sort of.
"Alright, I am Ryoma's cousin. Heh, let's go home Ryo-kun. I'm cooking tonight." He lowered his hat and nodded.
We walked side by side silently after leaving campus. 'He's going to say something. I can feel it.' I looked at Ryoma from the corner of my eye.
"Nee-chan. How did you do it? I..." He stopped in mid-sentenced. I sighed and smiled at him truly. I slowly pet his head affectionately. He had an annoyed look on his face, but I think he enjoyed the attention.
"You learn things as you grow. One day, you'll beat me after you defeat Tezuka-san first."
"Neeeee-chaaaan..." He sighed and tried to make me look at him with those cat-like eyes.
"Oh, don't try."
"Hai."
We finally made it, and Ryoma left to his room. I walked to the kitchen, kicking out my aunt.
"OOIIII! AZU-CHAN!"
"QUIT COMPLAINING WOMAN! I'M COOKING TONIGHT!"
She miserably left dinner to me but smiled. 'She loves my food; she just won't ever admit it! One day, she will!'
-Ryoma's Pov-
'Nee-chan defeated Buchou so easily. (Or so the team and he thinks.) I will have to train harder to catch up and defeat her!' I yawned and started to finish my homework.
"RYOMA! DINNER. NOW." I glanced at the clock, and it was dinner time. I ran out quickly. 'Nee-chan's cooking is the best. I love her style of cooking Niipan food.'
-B2U-
After dinner, I left for the court uncle made, apparently he was bored and it seemed to be where he trained his son at. I grabbed the racket and ball on the ground and had a rally with the wall.
"Oi, playing by yourself isn't much practice. Have a match with me, Azu-chaaaaan." He whined and smirked arrogantly.I looked at him bored.
"Old man, I defeated you 2 years ago." I smugly answered. He frown for a second or two and then cheekily grinned.
"Just a game."
"Hai, hai." 'I might as well play.'
I started the game with my improved Twist serve. It hit the ground spinning, and had a delayed bounced that even Nanjirou almost missed. But he was, after-all, Ryoma's dad and caught on fast.
"Ah, cha-cha. Good serve but not good enough!"
He smacked that ball straight at me. I side-stepped, and we were rallying. It was a game of getting the first point to win. I tried my secret move. 'Flaming kick!' It soared to uncle as though it was on fire, gaining more speed and strength within seconds. BAM! It left a big mark on the ground as though it was a bomb. Uncle tried to hit, but it only made a hole in his racket.
"Awwwww Azu-chaaaan. You broke my racket with your new move. T.T!"
"I win. You owe me sushi for tomorrow."
He pouted but nodded while grinning. 'She has grown so well; her parents would be so proud!' I stared at him quizzically but shrugged. I left the court in his daze. As I entered the house, he shouted, "AZU-CHAAAAAN. MATTE-O!"
I went back in to take a nice hot shower, then said good night to the family.
"Oyasuminasai, minna-san!"
"Oyasuminasai, Azu/Azumi-chan"
"Night kiddo."
"Night Nee-chan."
We walked to our bedrooms and separated to our rooms. I looked at my completed homework I had done that free period. I climbed into bed, waiting for the next morning as being a new regular/member of the boy's tennis team.