CR: Whew! Today I went to an anime festival, and it was fun! I sang karaoke in Japanese and I sang Heroes Come Back and Blue Bird. I also bought a lot of things (T-shirts and head accessories), and I got to take pictures with all those cute guys in the butler café! OMG, they are so cute, I paid $10 because I want to take pictures with two of them! I spent like 5 hours there, and I am pooped. Anyway, continue with the story.
3 years later…..
A boy around 5'8 was sitting in the school office drinking Ponta. His mentor, Pakura watched him with worry etched in her face. She was forced to mentor him when he was selected to represent New Day Academy (he went to the same high school as her) for the latest Intense Tenisa Matches. She wondered if he was plagued by the nightmares in the ITM. She remembered her advice to him before he went into the arena. "Don't confront the other players yet. Find the nearest water source, refresh yourself, and make sure to spy on the other players and find out information about them before challenging them. Most of all, you have to stay alive." Yes, her advice had helped him win the ITM. She made sure he knew about plants and its properties. She taught him all the moves she knew. She trained him to use his eyes and ears to play tennis. After the ITM, she taught him the secrets behind doubles. Now, they were not just mentor and protégé, they were doubles partners, the best by far (he's a quick learner). Ryoma finished his Ponta and threw it to the bin without even looking. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." said Pakura. A little girl came in, and handed Pakura an envelope. "President Pakura, here's a message from President Thompson." Pakura accepted the envelope, and said, "Thank you Katie." Katie left and Pakura ripped open the envelope and read the letter. After reading the letter, Pakura called, "Ryoma." He turned and faced her.
"We are supposed to go for a meeting with the other champions. There is something President Thompson would like to talk to us about." said Pakura. Ryoma nodded, and Pakura led him to the staircase and out the gates of the school grounds. He opened the door to her sportscar. Pakura started her car and they drove off to the Manhattan Office. She parked the car and they got out. They then arrived at the office, where there were champions milling around. "Pakura, Ryoma!" Tyler called out. He had won his ITM just after Pakura. "Hey, Tyler." said Ryoma. "What does President Thampson want with us?"
"I don't know." Tyler shrugged. He smiled at Ryoma. "I see you are doing good." He commented. Ryoma smirked. Indeed, he had been doing better. He managed to take over the organization the Chess Pieces and is now the strongest Knight in said organization. Pakura followed second and Tyler third. Also, he's the youngest champion in the ITM ever since Pakura's victory. Just then, President Thompson took his place. "Attention, champions." He said. The hall fell silent, every eyes fixed on the government. "I have good news for all of you. Japan has a training camp, and they would like 8 of our strongest players to be there. These 8 will be helping them in their training, in order to find out who they can choose to represent Japan in future tournaments against other countries. Thus, I have decided to send 8 of our previous champions to Japan." The champions in the hall gasped. 8 of their strongest players? Does that mean they have to fight again? "Oh I forgot to mention, they have to be younger than 18, due to the ages of the male players there. Thus, I have chosen 8 of our strongest champions based on age and ability, and they are all from the Chess Pieces with the Knight ranking!" President Thompson took out a list. Apparently, it is a list of the 8 people that are chosen to go to the camp. "The 8 people I have chosen are…" He cleared his throat and read out the first name. "Tyler Clearwater from Bronx High School." Tyler stood up, looking at his friends for help. "Come on up, Tyler! It's an opportunity to bring honor to your school!" Tyler shakily made his way to the stage. President Thompson patted him on the back, before reading the next name. "Philip Robinson, from New Explorers High School!" A boy with brown hair and purple eyes stepped up, next to Tyler. "Derek Evans, from All Hallows High School!" A boy with red hair and brown eyes stepped up. "Pakura Goldstein, from New Day Academy!" Pakura widened her eyes. What? "But, president, you said the camp is for boys!"
"I did." said President Thompson.
"But I'm a girl, President, I can't go!"
"Nonsense, dear, I called the Head Coach and he said it's OK. Also, he had seen a tape of your ITM; he's very impressed. I'm sure he'd like to meet you, since you are the youngest female champion." Pakura sighed, and went up the stage. "William Anderson, from Bronx Community High School!" A boy with black hair and dark blue eyes stepped out. "Jude Harrison, from Bronx International High School." A boy with blond hair and amber eyes came up. "Christopher McKiddie, from Fordham Preparatory School." A boy with brown hair and black eyes stepped out. "And last but not least….Ryoma Echizen, form New Day Academy!" Ryoma stepped out, looking bored. "Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a round of applause to our 8 lucky players!" There was scattered applause. "You are all dismissed. The 8 of you come with me." They were led to a conference room. The 8 players looked at each other and nodded at each other. Since they were all champions and in the organization the Chess Pieces, they knew each other quite well. President Thompson closed the door behind him.
"So, congratulations for being picked." said President Thompson. "I have arranged the private jet to take you to the Training Center in 2 days' time. Don't worry; their Training Center is just like ours. So do pack up and meet at the Training Center roof in two days' time. Also, the captain for this newly formed team will be Ryoma and the vice-captain will be Pakura. Any questions?"
Pakura raised her hand. "Why am I the vice-captain?" she asked.
"Well, it's because you are the second strongest according to the data here."
"But isn't it inappropriate for a girl to be a vice-captain of this practically all-boys team?"
"Not at all. I am not a sexist. I choose you based on your ability, not because of your gender."
"Alright."
"Any more questions?"
Ryoma raised his hand. "Yes, Ryoma?"
"May I go there earlier?" said Ryoma. The others stared at him.
"Why?" said President Thompson.
"I would like to visit my family before the training camp." said Ryoma.
"Sure, why not! I'll arrange for you to take the flight and inform the coach, but on one condition: You must take someone with you." Ryoma looked around at his fellow champions. Who should he take with him? Well, he'll take….
"Pakura. I'll take her." Pakura widened her eyes.
"Alright. When do you want to leave?"
"Tonight."
"Fine. I'll inform the coach of you two arriving earlier, alright? I'll also pay for your flight." Both of them nodded. "Any more questions?" The room remained silent. "Fine. You all are dismissed!" The champions filed out of the conference room, and Pakura drove them back to the penthouse, where they packed their bags. At some point, their flight tickets arrived. They took the plane back to Japan. 12 hours later, they landed in Japan. Pakura bundled up her hair and wore her white cap, similar to Ryoma's. They walked down the baggage area, Pakura checking her weapons cases to check that none of her weapons are damaged on the flight. "Oh yeah, Paku, I need to go to the washroom for a while. Wait here, won't you?" Pakura smiled, and nodded.
"Eh? Aren't you the traitor that betrayed Seigaku three years ago?" A voice spoke from her left side. Instinctively, Pakura turned, and gave the person a fatal punch. The person flew, and hit against the wall. The person had grey eyes and purple hair.
The person groaned, and tried to focus on the person in front of him. Wait, that's not Echizen. The person is more curvaceous, and the person had slightly large breasts and long thin legs. Just then, Ryoma came out of the bathroom. "Paku, what's going on? I thought I heard someone slamming against the wall."
"Well, this stranger spoke to me, saying I'm a traitor!" said Pakura, pointing to the person sprawled on the floor, Ryoma gasped slightly. "What, do you know him, Ryoma?"
"Sure I do."
"Really, what's his name?"
"His name's…..Monkey King."
CR: Now, what would Pakura's reaction to his name be? Well, I'll leave it till the next chapter, toodles! I know it's lousy, because I added a Hunger games twist to this story. Do review. I am aiming for 15 reviews this time, and if I do get 15 reviews, I will update tomorrow, if not…..well, you know what I mean.