Tezuka looked at this small little girl who had somehow worked her way into the rankings of his tennis army. Truthfully, Tezuka thought she was annoying, she was too persistent. She had a kind of persistency that would be helpful if she was a tennis player but she wasn't so she was just merely annoying.

Sayuri smiled back up at Tezuka. She could never read what he was thinking. He always had the same expression on his face. It seemed like nothing could ever get past him. The only way to tell what he was feeling was by his slight shift in action or face, but besides that, there was no way she could understand. But that was just the kind of person Tezuka was and she had learned to understand and respect that.

"Kunimitsu-kun, what do I do now?" She looked at him, waiting for some sort of response.

"…. Do what you want, but make it short because we're going to practice." He curtly nodded, wanting to quickly dismiss her.

"Hello, my name is Sayuri, 2nd year, pleased to meet you." She bowed, and the other tennis members stared at her in shock. But they weren't in shock that she was going to be their new manager but they were more surprised that she had called Tezuka by his first name.

"Ah, you're that…" The whole Seigaku team said in unison.

",new girl that transftered," Inui said. "I have yet to collect data on you, this will be interesting."

",girl that got lost coming to school." Oishi finished.

",annoying classmate." Kaido hissed.

",cute kouhai!" Eiji smiled.

",senpai that told me the wrong directions" Ryoma frowned.

"Well, it seems like you're all acquainted with each other in one way or another," Tezuka said, wrapping up the conversation smoothly, "Let's start practice."

Practice was long and tedious for someone like Sayuri. She always had to be up and about; she could rarely sit in one spot at the same time. So she just stared at them practice, never lingering in one spot at the same time, but always wandering around to get a sense of what style of tennis everyone played. She wanted to be of use somehow, but she didn't really know what she could do. So she ended up picking up balls that went over to other courts.

As soon as practice was over, the members of the tennis team swarmed her with questions, most of them pertaining to Tezuka.

"What kind of relationship do you have with buchou?" They asked.

"Yeah, how close could you guys possibly be to call him by his first name?"

"Are you guys going out?" Eiji chimed in.

"That's quite the story isn't it." Inui commented.

They looked at her with eager eyes, hoping that something interesting would come out of this talk.

"Actually, I met Kunimitsu-kun at a…" Sayuri was about to tell her story when there was an ahem, and she was faced with an angry Tezuka.

"… what are you doing?" Tezuka glared at everyone that had joined in. "I won't allow any gossiping in my club."

"Eh, but club activities are over for the day!" Eiji whined.

"Do you want to run laps?" Tezuka threatened, which made everyone retreat.

Fuji smiled at Tezuka, "Just when it was getting interesting."

"We're leaving, Sayuri." Tezuka stared at her. She was the root of all of this gossip and disruption; this had to be dealt with as quickly as possible.

"Is the mighty buchou escorting me on my way back? I am humbled by your offer, your grace." She teased, bowing slightly. But he barely said anything and walked on.

"…. Are they walking home together? What is this?" Sayuri could hear the echoes of the members, making up their own stories about her relationship with Tezuka.

For the most part, Tezuka stayed silent while he walked her home. He thought that the best kind of company was the silent kind, the kind of company where both people enjoyed each other's company, but the kind where no words needed to be spoken. But sadly, he and Sayuri were complete polar opposites, and she enjoyed the useless small talk that fit in between.

"… Sayuri, let's get something straight. The details of how we met are to be a secret from the Tennis Club Members." Tezuka didn't stare at her, but stared ahead with a straight face.

"Eh, but why?" Sayuri attempted to read some kind of emotion on his face.

"….." He looked down at her.

"….. oh wait, is it because of your pride? Your image?" She thought of what would happen if she told the club members and she imagined a funny scene.

"I just don't want people to… misunderstand." Tezuka looked down in embarrassment.

Sayuri let out a laugh. She remembered when she first met Tezuka. It was unexpected; she had never thought that someone like him would be at a place like this. Strangely, she had met Tezuka on a group date.

The girl sitting in front of him was talking about something that he didn't really care much about. "Tezuka," His friend elbowed him, "try to look a little more interested and enjoy yourself… after all it is a group date… All these girls came here because of you…"

Tezuka looked around the table at the many girls staring at him. He was confused and unsure of what to do, it seemed like they were waiting for him to talk, but he specifically had nothing to say. It was then that the girl sitting in front of him found the courage to say something to him. "So Tezuka-kun, what do you like to do?" She asked.

"Tennis."

She stared at him, waiting for him to say something more, but he kept silent.

"Ah, Tezuka, you're so cool." They fawned.

"… ah… thanks."

He went back down to staring at his food. Tezuka wondered why he was here. Normally, he wasn't the type of person who would do things like these, but for the sake of his friend, he went. Things like girls and love were something that he didn't have much experience with. It was hard, it was just that when girls started to talk to him, Tezuka just didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything to which he thought would drive them away, but it had just the opposite effect.

It was then that he heard a faint jingling and he saw another girl enter.

"Ah, sorry I'm late." The girl apologized, waving to everyone before she sat down.

"It's okay, we haven't been doing much, Sayuri." A guy said, obviously bored.

"Is this spot taken?" She turned to Tezuka and asked with a smile. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, strands of her black hair could be seen sticking out. She had a small face and was fairly skinny. She wasn't really on the tall side, but she was proportionate for a girl.

Tezuka shook his head and she proceeded to sit next to him.

Once again, the table began to grow loud with conversation. Tezuka merely watched everyone talk to each other. It was then she turned her attention to Tezuka and stared at him.

"You're awfully quiet, but you've got the attention of everyone here." She noted, studying his face.

"Now that everyone's here, we can finally break off into our small groups!" A guy announced, wanting something to happen soon.

All eyes shifted towards Tezuka and then each girl around the table started exchanging glances.

"Hey Tezuka, do you want to go with me?"

"Eh, Tezuka you should go with me!"

"No, Tezuka go with me!"

In a matter of seconds there was as big commotion on who Tezuka would take, and truthfully, Tezuka had no idea who he was supposed to take or what he was supposed to do. He didn't really know any of them, and if he went with one of them, he was almost positive that they would get bored of him soon.

"Sorry, but Tezuka already agreed to go with me." A voice interrupted over the clashing of noises.

Tezuka stopped and gazed toward the person who would have the courage to say that. It was the girl that was sitting next to him.

"Eh, really? What are you guys doing?" Another girl asked, not believing Sayuri.

"We're going to go play tennis." Sayuri replied with a look of confidence in her face.

The other girls looked at Tezuka for confirmation, and upon hearing the word tennis, Tezuka couldn't refuse.

Somehow, like this. Tezuka had been conned into playing Tennis… a virtual version, at the arcade. Just by a simple game at the arcade, their relationship had bloomed.

Thanks for reading! uh, what do you think so far?

I know its progressing slowly but wait for it! It'll get better I hope...