Author's Note: HEY guys sup? Well, here's the story so far. I'm hurrying to write chapters but now I finally know what writer's block is. I mean, I have the idea in my head but it's kinda hard to get it all out, you know? Anyways thanks for all the people who left me suggestions...
Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis. (I still don't get why people put this cause it's kinda obvious that you wouldn't own a manga but I'm putting this anyways. You know, going with the flow...)
That day after tennis practice, Ryoma decided to go visit the street tennis courts since it was a Friday, and he didn't have any homework that day. He had to take the direction opposite the direction he usually took to his house. On his way to leaving campus, he saw Sakuno and Keigo talking to each other again. Grr.
Ryoma decided to take his mind off of them and play some serious tennis. There was sometimes a lot of competition at the street courts, namely Fudomine players.
Today as Ryoma neared the tennis courts, he saw a lot more people there than usual. As he climbed up the stairs he could hear cheering and shouting. This reminds me of lunchtime. And guess what he saw when he got to the top? Akira Rin playing some other guy. She totally creamed him. Ryoma's jaw dropped right down. He quickly regained his composure by shutting his mouth but was still shocked. Since when did a girl get this good?
Rin just finished another victorious game. Ryoma looked around. He didn't recognize any of the people around him. Suddenly he noticed Inui, Fuji, Eiji, and Momo towards the front of the crowd. Since when did they get here? He tried to duck behind some people so they wouldn't notice him.
Fat chance. "Oi Echizen! What are you doing here?" came the voice of Momo's.
Ryoma muttered some curse words under his breath. He lifted his head up. Everybody turned to stare at him. Rin tilted her head towards him and gave him a smirk while tying up her hair. Ryoma gave her and his senpais and annoyed look.
"Hey Ochibi, why don't you play Rin?" said Eiji.
Ryoma was just about to accept when something stopped him. Wait, didn't they just tell me yesterday to not play her? Maybe they're setting me up. They want me to lose. Well, I'll show 'em.
Ryoma smirked. "Sure, why not?"
Rin also smirked. "Bring it on, hotshot."
Sweat poured down Ryoma's face like the water in Niagara Falls. Well, maybe that was an exaggeration. But not by much. He was sweating like crazy. Way more than he had ever sweated before during practice.
Rin was definitely giving him a hard time. Every ball she hit now took him across the court, each with a spin stronger than the one before. Even his one-footed split step didn't help. Another ball came over the net. He took off for the other side of the court, his feet having barely enough energy to move.
As he swung to hit the ball, he yelled through clenched teeth, "I won't lose to a GIRL."
Rin stood in place and returned the ball with no effort at all. She was barely sweating. She smirked again. "You know, I don't like that sexist attitude of yours."
Ryoma didn't bother to return the ball. Game Rin, 6-4. Man, I did even worse than Tezuka.
"Hey hotshot." Ryoma turned to face the voice. Rin held out her hand. "Good game?"
Ryoma turned back around and started gathering his stuff as quickly as possible.
"Geez, have some sportsmanship, Echizen." Fuji stood there smiling.
That one thing was the last straw. Ryoma furiously turned around to face Fuji. "Why are you standing there smiling? I'd like to see you play her."
Fuji continued to smile, not bothered by Echizen's words. "I've got better things to do."
"Like what?"
"Like watching you get creamed by a girl."
Ryoma couldn't stand it. "Hmph," he said. He pushed his cap down low over his eyes and pushed past the crowd. He flew down the stairs and started running toward his house.
Rin stood there while the crowd beside the courts started to empty. Several people told her what a good player she was. Her Ryoma was a pretty good player, she thought. He looked pretty handsome when he was playing tennis. She was falling for him, big time.
Her mind was completely on her Ryoma as she ran down the stairs, which is why when she reached the bottom she ran at top speed into Hikaru Keigo, who was completing his afternoon run.
"Oof," he exclaimed.
Rin got quite annoyed. "Won't you watch where you're going?"
Keigo got a bit annoyed too. "Same to you. How was I supposed to know you were going to run full speed down the stairs?"
Rin and Keigo glared at each other for a moment. Then Rin smirked. "Aren't you supposed to be respective to ladies?"
Keigo also smirked. "Well, I wouldn't hit a girl."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"What if I make you?"
"I'd like to see you try."
At this, Rin took her fist and thrust it towards Keigo with all her strength. She expected at least for it to hit Keigo's chest. Instead, she came into impact with something else. Keigo had blocked it with the palm of his hand.
Rin's jaw dropped. Keigo smirked and withdrew his hand. "Five time Tokyo Karate Championships winner and two times runner up."
Rin smirked also. "I suppose you think that's something special."
Keigo shrugged. "Well, what have you accomplished?"
"Three times Japan junior women's championships winner. For tennis."
Keigo smirked. "And I suppose you think that's something special."
Rin shrugged. Rin stood in place staring at Keigo with an amused expression on her face and Keigo stared right back at her.
Suddenly Rin blinked and looked around. "I better go."
Keigo nodded. "Yeah, I guess I better too."
Rin turned around and waved as she started running. "Bye."
Keigo watched as Rin disappeared out of sight. Wait, I didn't ask for her name…
A/N: OK done with the third chapter. How is it? Like it? Hate it? Give me a suggestion.