I pull my cap over my eyes listening to the way the ball is hit by the racket, this way I'll know exactly where it is going to land. I call this the blind eye tennis style. Ryoma bounces the ball a couple of times before I notice it.

'He's using his right hand, Twist Serve.' I smile. Wanna know how I knew that? Well it's simple. Each hand puts a different amount of weight on the ball. For Ryoma his right hand adds more weight and his left hand adds less weight. Get it? Got it? Good.

He hits the ball and as expected it was the Twist serve. I take 2 steps to the left and a half step back hitting the ball in my sweet spot for 'Flash ball.'

"WHAT?! SHE RETURNED OCHIBI'S TWIST SERVE LIKE IT WAS A REGULAR SERVE!!" yelled the red-head.

'That's because to her it is.' thinks Ryuzaki smiling.

The rest of the match was all of 15 minutes. He never lasts longer than that against me, but I admit he has gotten stronger. I won 6 games to 1.

Everyone stare in awe as me and Ryoma walk up to the net. "Good match Chibisuke." I say loud enough for him to here. "You too, Nee-san."

"NEE-SAN?!" yells everyone in shock. I chuckle and took off my hat letting my long green hair fall to its natural length at my waist. At this length my sharp dark blue eyes look more feminine.

"So...It was Kizuka-san all along?" asks Oishi speaking what everyone thought. I nod my head.

"You boys really are slow." I comment getting glares in return. I stick my tongue out at them and wink. Ryoma chuckles.

"Alright time for the real practice, everyone." Ryuzaki-san says clapping her hands to get the players attention. I stood off to the side watching as they go through the usual practice schedule, and as usual Tezuka-kun is trying to look cool. 'Maybe I should pester him a bit.' I smirk to myself.

I sneak up behind him and put my hands over his eyes, lame, I know, but fun. "Guess who, grumpy pants."

"Kizuka-san." I shake my head at his answer and sigh.

"You know Tezuka-kun your no fun. You need to be spontaneous once in a while." I state pouting, he turns to me.

"Who says I'm not fun?"

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"Me."

"I can show you fun." he challenges, I smirk taking a step forward.

"Oh, yeah?"

He takes a step forward. "Yeah." We are right in each others face when we hear someone clear their throat. It is Taka-san. We step away from each other while the other members snicker. I scowl. 'Man, and it was just gettin good!' I thought. I cross my arms and blush only slightly when I remember how close we'd been.

Regulars POV

"I told you Kikumaru-senpai that Nee-san likes him." states Ryoma. Eiji chuckles. "I also have a feeling Tezuka likes her too." adds Oishi. "Ah, our buchou has a crush!" exclaims Momo. Inui writes this in his data about Tezuka and Kizuka. Ryuzaki come over. "Why aren't you practicing?" she asks. "We are. We're practicing our match making skills. We're trying to get buchou and Kizu-chan together." says Eiji cheerfully. The others nod in agreement. "Ah, so you guys want in on what I've been trying to do from the start?" she asks. "So you knew all along?" questions Fuji. "Yeah, it was kinda easy considering Kizu-san gets along with almost everyone. For her not to like someone is rare." "I see. With this new information I can make up a good plan. Everyone meet here early for morning practice tomorrow. Echizen you make sure to stall until we call you. Got it?" explains Inui. The rest nod.

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I look over at the other Regulars suspiciously. Not to mention Baa-san is with them. 'They're up to something.' I think glaring.

After Practice

Ryoma, Momo, and I are walking home together. Actually I am walking in front of them while they lag behind whispering to each other. It is getting extremely annoying. I am on the verge of punching them, but they are saved by my phone ringing.

"Moshi, Moshi. Kizuka speaking."

"Kizuka-sama it's finished." booms a male voice. It is my butler Li Arien [Last, first, he's like my grandfather figure.

"Really?" I question with sparkle eyes. He chuckles.

"Hai. Kizuka-sama."

"I'm coming over right now. Arigatou Airen." I say hanging up the phone. I feel like Um on cloud nine.

"Kizu-nee-chan, who was that?" asks Momo, but I ignore him. "Ryoma I won't be home tonight, so be good. I'll see you at school tomorrow." I say cheerfully running off.

After running 5 blocks and turning 3 corners I finally arrive at my new home, or more like a mansion. Waiting outside the iron gates was Airen smiling brightly.

"Kizuka-sama, glad you could make it. Did you get any good challenges." he asks politely escorting me into the mansion. I shake my head. "No, only game with Ryoma again. So tell me about this place." I laugh putting my bag by the door. He smiles warmly at me and holds out his arm to me and I take gratefully.

As we walk around the mansion he tells me the contents. It has 35 bedrooms, 25 bathrooms, 5 half-baths and 20 full. It also comes equipped with 3 game rooms 2 pools, one inside and one outside they are both heated, a ball room, a HUGE, a living room with a skylight, a grand dining room, an indoor gym, a waterfall from the pool on the terrace to living room then travels like a river though the rest of the 1st floor. Outside are 6 tennis courts, 2 basketball courts, and a sand volleyball court. In the basement: a bowling area, a dojo, a billiard room, and an in-home movie theater.

[Forgotten: This is my dream house. A chocolate fondue fountain next a tray of strawberries was laid out.

I explore in complete awe. When I bought this place I never thought it would turn out quite like this. I have stars in my eyes. "Airen it's great, no better then great." I say dipping a strawberry in the fondue and taking a bite. He just chuckles. "Well, the rest of the staff won't be here until tomorrow. So don't make a mess 'til then." he smiles. I nod smiling as well. " We should go to bed it's getting late. Oyasuminasi Kizuka-sama." "Oyasuminasi Airen." I say before going to bed.

Next Morning

I wake up to the opening of the curtains and the sunlight pouring mercilessly onto my face. 'Damn the sun in the morning.' I curse. Sometimes I feel like a vampire.

"Kizuka-sama time to get up for school. You don't want to be late, do you?" asks the familiar voice of Airen. "Go suck an elf." I moan angrily pulling the pillow over my head. Airen chuckles lightly removing my temporary shield. "Such crude language. I wonder where you get it from." "I know exactly where. My crude father." I laugh as he throws the pillow back at me. "Get dressed and come eat your breakfast." he commands walking out the door. You see, me and my staff are like a family. That's why I could stay in the U.S. by myself. Oh yeah, you'll meet the others later today, so don't worry.

But enough about that, back to me. I trudge down the stairs and into the kitchen taking in the surrounding once more. "So it really wasn't a dream?" I whisper. "No it wasn't. Now eat. Today I'll be going to get your things from the temple, so everything should be set up by the time you get home." he explains. I nod. "I might bring Ryoma by after school." I say finishing my breakfast. "Itakimasu [I'm going now." I yell running out the door and to school.

On the way I run into Ryoma who turns when I call his name. "Oi, Nee-san, where were you?" he asks. I shush him and lean down to his level. "I'll tell you if you promise not to tell anyone, okay?" he nods. "I bought a house." I tell him excitedly. His eyes go wide. "Really?! Can I see it?" I nod. "After school ok?" he smiles.

We arrived at school later than usual because Ryoma voted to walk slowly. I mean I didn't argue I'm all for walking slow and taking our time. It's easier for me that way. We go straight to the courts after Ryoma gets a call, from who I can only imagine.

Everything was normal, the guys practicing, Tezuka looking like he's got a stick up his ass, and Baa-san nowhere to be found. 'But no one really needs her.' I think a sadistic smirk on my face. "Something wrong Kizu-san?" Comes her voice. I get the anime shivers and multiple sweat drops as I turn to face her smiling wrinkly face. I back up a couple of steps out of delayed fear. I shake my head at her previous question. 'When did she get here? She's scarier than usual.'

"Then you wouldn't mind participating in the after school practice, would you?" She asks but doesn't give my time to answer. "That's good make sure you bring your A game." She says her smile never fading while walking away. I follow her with my gaze. 'HOLY HELL!!! There is something seriously wrong with these people.' I conclude sitting on the bench with a relieved sigh.