Oh yeah… I think I forgot to mention that here they're in high school and still in the same school. Quite nifty if you ask me. Oh and sorry if there's any gramatical errors, english is after all my second language so I ain't really the expert *sheepishly scratches the back of her head* Well anyway, thanks for reading! (*^*)
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And thanks to diaaan for the first review of my story and thank you as well to all of those who followed and made this a favorite.
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis… sucks, wish I did though…
CHAPTER 2:
"Hime-sama will only play those who are strong." She sat on top of the bleachers with five men surrounding her, heeding her every command. And with that she conquered a street tennis court.
"Mada mada dane."
She looked curiously at the court below her. In front her was a short guy wearing a cap with an 'R' in the middle. He was arrogantly pointing his racket towards her. And she has to admit that that challenge was far too annoying for her to ignore. "Your name."
"Isn't it polite to introduce yourself first?"
"Hmmm… perhaps, Atobe Ruiko."
"Echizen Ryoma." Her eyes widened in excitement, instantly she was racing down the stairs and jumping down to the courts.
"Hime-sama will defeat you! And you shall bask in her glory!" She stood in front of the said boy, looking arrogant and tall. And then she did it… she flipped her hair.
And then the boy knew who she was related to. Atobe Keigo, monkey king.
"Whatever." He simply replied… and her face dropped. Seriously? Was that the proper way of addressing Hime-sama's proclamation of war? Now she was provoked.
She stomped her way to the courts and neared the net. "Smooth or Rough?" Echizen asked, not really caring with one he'll get.
"It matters not. Hime-sama will win either way. You can serve first." At that he grinned. This girl was way too arrogant for her own good. It's time to show her her place.
He bounced the ball on the ground and once he threw it up he immediately followed and started with his twist serve.
The ball flew towards her face, but she dodged it just in time. She was shocked at first, but she smiled after. And the she suddenly laughed, "Twist Serve? Really? While using your right hand?" Then her face changed, her expression was serious, "Hime-sama knows you're left-handed."
"Un." But he didn't change. Why would he? He didn't even know whether this girl was strong enough.
She was fuming so to say. This Echizen Ryoma doesn't even realize who she is. She found it! A motive to conduct total annihilation.
For the past minutes she allowed him to win his service games as well as hers until the score was 5-0, Echizen leading. Wait. 5-0, she didn't even notice the score! Before she served she inhaled and exhaled. How could she allow the score to go this far? She sighed; she always had a problem with her attention span.
She threw the ball up in the air and waited until it fell down till her stomach. In swift movement she went for an underhand serve and it dashed to the other side and when it hit the ground, it stayed on the ground, putting its very own mark on the court. It was her infamous 'Arch serve'.
After that serve, she regained composure and won games the next five minutes…
"5-2"
"5-3"
"5-4"
"5-5"
"5-6"
"6-6"
As the time passed, people started crowding the court, but the two competitors were too focused on their game to even notice.
"Oi Echizen! You're losing!" Echizen scoffed. As if he didn't know that. He searched the audience and found certain spectators… his senpai.
"He's losing nyah~" He then focused his eyes on his opponent, she was… strong and he knew she's just toying with her. With the smirk on her face, he knew that she still wasn't using her best play.
"Echizen-san. This is game over." She muttered. She shifted her racket to her left hand while Echizen stared at her agape. All this time she was using her weak arm. And with that she finished the game with a smash
"Game set! Match won by Atobe Ruiko 7-6"
They both walked towards the net and shook hands
Inner Atobe Off "You were so cool Echizen-san!" With both hand she held Ryoma's hand and shook it vigorously. "It's been a long time since I actually had an exciting match… well if you count Ryouchi… Anyway what school do you attend?" He just stared at the girl as if she was crazy. And what happened to the 'Hime-sama'? Since when did she learn to use pronouns?
"Too speechless? Oh well, I attend Hyoutei Gakuen and if you want another match you can find me there." She suddenly remembered something and stared at her watch. "Crap Kei-nii is going to kill me. Bye-bye~ Echizen-san."
"Rematch." He said aloud.
She turned and smirked at the boy, "Then we'll meet at the nationals." And with that she ran off and skipped down the stairs.
"Atobe Ruiko. Entered and won tournaments since she was 8 years old. Disappeared from the tennis competitions at age 13" Inui informed them as they stared at the girl's fleeting form.
"…" She stopped at her door step… she finally realized what she said. "I just told him I'll meet him in the nationals. F*CK." She stepped inside her mansion and paced around the living room. "I just dug my own grave! Did I just tell him I'll meet him in the nationals?"
"Nationals you say?" She slowly turned her back… It was Keigo. Sitting this big chair, in his bathrobe, looking at her in the creepiest rape face she's ever seen. "You're joining the nationals, Arn?" He raised a brow… still with that smile.
"Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap." She started chanting. That smile was too creepy even for her. "Did I say that?" She asked warily.
"Yes, yes you did."
(^3^)
The Next Morning
She got out of the limo and snapped her fingers. Immediately men in black suits came running around. They prepared a red carpet and shooed away the fans. And for once Keigo was outshone.
All of a sudden she saw a blue haired man in front her, kneeling and asking for her hand. "May I have the honour of escorting Milady to her class?"
"Yuuchi…" Then something clicked inside of her… red carpet… a man asking for her hand… fans everywhere.
CLICK!
And then everything was silenced.
She flipped her hair and looked at him, "Yes, yes you may. Hime-sama shall be escorted to her class." With a smile, Oshitari led the princess to her class. Class 1-A. Before she got in she made sure to turn off her inner Atobe… Well now we know It isn't just in tennis that her Inner Atobe shows.
And Keigo was left by his limo, all his followers, now following his sister. Then he realized… his sister was more popular than him
And once again, for a moment the world stood still...
"Arigatou, Yuuchi." She stepped in and was greeted by a smiling teacher. "Class, we have a new student." She then looked at me, "Now please introduce yourself." She smiled.
"My name is Atobe Ruiko…" And she trailed off once she saw all the googly eyes from the boys and the stare of admiration from the girls. Heck even the teacher was staring at her in awe and she knew that only meant one thing. She sighed,
CLICK.
"Hime-sama is Hime-sama and all of you shall address Hime-sama as such. Hime-sama will now entertain the commoner's questions." And fortunately enough no one felt insulted, they felt too awed, by this certain Keigo Atobe character.
And series of questions and answers were followed:
"Hime-sama! What is your favourite color?"
"Violet. The color of royalty."
"Is Hime-sama related to Atobe-sama."
"Unfortunately Yes."
"What is Hime-sama's type of guy?" A guy asked, seemingly hopeful. She was about to retort 'someone who isn't you', but she chose not to. "Someone who can defeat me." And with that final statement, she searched for an empty seat and sat, she need not to wait for the teacher's instructions after all she is Hime-sama.
After second period she realized what she was doing and instantly reverted back from her Inner Atobe… Boy this is going to be a looooooong day.
"Rui-chan!" It was finally lunch time and she was being smothered to the ground by a hyperactive Gakuto. "Gakkun… As much as I like hugging the floor much more than the next guy… I ca..n't… I cant… breathe.
"Ahhh… Gomen, Gomen." He stood up and sheepishly scratched the back of his head. "It's been a long time Rui-chan"
She stood up and they started walking towards the courts. "Yep, it's been five years since I last saw you guys… you were first years back then right?" She stared up the sky reminiscing those moments… "Yep, I can still remember the way you guys dominated the tennis club ever since Kei-nii came. I watched almost every single one of your matches."
"Yep! And you were so cute too! Wearing that shirt that said 'GO KEIGO'"
"Oi, I thought we were remembering good memories." And they both laughed.
"Rui-chan!" And once again she was smothered to the ground.
"Jirochi!"But this time she stayed on the ground and hugged her 'attacker' "I missed you so much!"
"Mou, and Shishido hogged you yesterday."
"Okay… can you get of me now?"
"NO!"
"…How about now?"
"No!"
"now?"
"no."
"Jirou!"
"Okay." And so she stumbled her way to the courts.
"Oi, brat, you're late." Keigo scolded her.
"Eh?! Who said I was supposed to be here anyway?" She stood her ground and puffed her cheeks, refusing to face her brother.
"But you said you'd go to the nationals."
"…I did buuuut." She whined, thrashing around, making sure he gets what she means.
"You are not running away!" He shouted. And everyone was staring at them. Even the non-regulars who stopped practicing and the fangirls who stopped cheering.
"I am not running away…" she whispered.
"What did you say?" Keigo asked, not satisfied with her soft voice.
"I said: I'm not running away!" She shouted. She stared at him, teeth bared and tears threatening to fall.
"Then welcome to the team. Ranking selections start tomorrow." He threw her a racket. The same racket she used all those years. She looked at the handle and stared at the blood marks… So he didn't even bother changing the grip tape. She smiled as she gripped it.
"Sucks for me… I guess I'm back."