Dislcalianer: Prince of Tennis is Takeshi Konomi's and The Prince's Entourage is mine. got it?

I sat in the principal's office as the teacher ranted about me disrupting class.

"Excuse me sir. But I was merely minding my own business when you told me to tell you what you had just told the class and all I did was do what you told me."

I interrupted. The teacher turned a nice shade of purple,

"You see what I mean?"

He said, turning to the principal.

"All I see is a girl listening to your instructions. I don't see what the problem is."

He replied. I smiled innocently. A few moments later, the teacher and I walked out together,

"if you have a problem with people dying their hair and forming bands just say so. You don't have to be rude about it."

I said. The teacher stared after me in disbelief.

I met up with the guys outside a few moments later,

"Time for socializing?"

I asked.

"Would you prefer if we went home?"

I shook my head,

"Hey don't let me rain on your parade, go have some fun."

I encouraged them. Sure we're close but still. I still felt like I was forcing myself onto then sometimes, like I was being a burden again. They cast a glance back at me every few moments and when they were sure that I was fine they slipped into the crowd. I stayed at the back, farthest away from the crowd. I had a problem with trust.

"Yuki?"

I turned around quickly to find Jirou standing there, rubbing his eyes.

"J-Jirou-sempai! H-how did you recognize me?"

"Well it's obvious that you're Yuki because you reacted!"

He said, all cheerful. I smiled hesitantly.

"Neh neh, do you wanna play?"

he asked. He nodded his heads at the courts.

"Uhmm…"

"Come on!" he dragged me onto the courts.

I stood awkwardly, staring across the net at Jirou who was smiling happily at me. My black racket in hand, I sighed before serving. We began rallying lightly,

"Unauthorized matches are not permitted on the school grounds."

I caught the ball with my racket before hitting hit back into a basket a couple of feet (coughlike 10cough) away. Jirou pouted as Kei-sempai made his grand appearance. Many girls in the area started screeching. I bowed stiffly, my eyes which had been radiating warmth a moment before glazed over and became cold; mirroring the very same glare he had sent me 2 years ago. His expression changed for the briefest of moments.

"Yuki!"

A harmony of voices called out (exaggerating I know….) and the rest of the band appeared at my shoulders.

"I see your choice in friends hasn't improved much."

He said. I stiffened immediately. Yuushi sent him a glare, and Kei-sempai realized that he had crossed the line. He opened his mouth to apologize.

"Save your breath for someone who cares. And I thought you cared for so many years. I was right wasn't I? You were just keeping me around just cause you were bored."

And then my expression crumpled as tears started to stream down my face,

"You don't know what it feels like. You never will. The feeling of being hated, like you're a burden to everyone. Like you're throwing yourself at others, having people being your friend out of pity, having them pretend and when they leave having it hurt so much. You don't get it, you never will!"

I shouted before turning and running. Everyone stared after me. Blade growled before launching himself at Kei.

"You bastard! Why did you have to go and do that for?!"

He struggled against Kuro and Riku's hold,

"Let go of me! Just let me hit him!"

Kei stared at Blade with a mixture of horror and distaste,

"She's not upset…she never was…"

He murmured. Blade calmed down and the two boys let go of him cautiously let go of him,

"Then you didn't know her that well. She's upset you idiot! She hides it from the world."

Blade turned to walk off the courts,

"Let's go, she's not gonna wait forever."

The guys shook their heads as they filed after Blade.

"Atobe…" Kei turned away, "Forget it."

I hugged my legs against my chest as I sobbed,

"Yuki?"

Blade came up by himself,

"I'm alright." I said,

"I know you are." He replied,

"It's about what you said before, do you really feel that way?"

I shrugged nonchalantly, "Does it really matter?"

Blade sat next to me and put an arm around my shoulder,

"Yea. It does."

I leaned my head onto his shoulder and closed my eyes,

"It's just a natural feeling for me…I was never a very social person."

"Then how'd you manage to become friends with the most social people in the school?"

"By accident? I actually didn't know that he was part of the tennis team. I just sat next to him in class and we talked."

I felt Blade shift a little so that I was in a more comfortable position. He stroked my hair softly, my head now resting in his lap.

"You should get some sleep."

He said. I nodded softly before letting the darkness at the edge of my mind take over.