A/N: The second chapter, of the little past arc and Tezuka is appearing!

Disclaimer: I don't own PoT but I own Isumino Akira.

Beat me, with your own Style

Beat me, with your own Style

Maybe it was because she was worried. Or, maybe, because she hated being worried. But she couldn't sleep. It wasn't something new. She was plagued by nightmares of Akira, Seiichi and the others. Like always, since she saw Akira again. She couldn't help but think, that she maybe needed to return to America. But her brother...she couldn't really go back. "Ryoma!" She turned around and saw the regulars. She would have asked them, why they came so late but her pride wouldn't let her. So, she turned around and tried to walk away. Keyword: Tried. Marui caught her arm. "Ryoma", Sanada said, with so much force, that someone couldn't just walk away. She stood still. Sanada Genichirou was one of the only people, along with Yukimura Seiichi and Tezuka Kunimitsu, she showed respect. Even if she didn't like how he thought. Respect meant for her loyalty, so she would hear, when he wanted to say, something serious. "Ryoma, we need to apologize", Yagyuu spoke calmly. Ryoma wanted to scoff and go away but stopped as Yanagi spoke. "And to thank you." It made Ryoma curious. They couldn't learn it in so short notice, could they? "You were right, when you said that winning isn't all. We thought about it and began to understand, what you meant. Please forgive us!", they said the last part together. 'How...?', Ryoma didn't know, what to say. The others hoped, she would understand, that they meant it. She sighed and opened her mouth.

All didn't except what they heard as next.

A boy with glasses knocked, at the door of Yukimura Seiichi's room. "Yes, please come in", could be heard. He did as said and greeted the two with a nod. "Yukimura-san, Ryoga." Seiichi smiled just. "Tezuka-san, I need your help."

"What did you say?", they looked at her with shock. Ryoma sighed again. "I forgive you", they wanted to smile but it didn't last long,"but I didn't forgot and probably aren't going to forget, what happened." They were sad but also happy because she gave them a chance.

"Thank you!"

Ryoma rejoined the tennis club. Today she trained and couldn't help but think, that she missed them. After practice she wanted go to her dormroom but Tezuka Kunimitsu stood be the gates of the school. Ryoma blinked, "Tezuka-senpai?" he looked at her, "Ryoma, play a match against me." Her eyes widened. "A match?" He nodded. "B-but-" "Please", Tezuka interrupted. "Okay." They walked to the courts.

Seiichi smiled, "Tezuka can show her, that I'm not the only strong opponent." The sun shined through the windows. "Tell her to play, with her own style." Silently, Ryoga agreed with him.

Ryoma fell on her knees. She starred at Tezuka with wide eyes. She couldn't even take one point of him. Too strong. He was at Seiichi's level. She couldn't beat him. "Ryoma!" She looked at her senpai. "If you want to beat me, play with your own style", he turned around, "you have more than one opponent." With these words he walked away. She starred after him. More than one opponent. Not just Nii-san. She thought, that she was not better, than the tennis club. She looked in the sky. "Have you fun playing tennis?" Ryoga and their father asked her this question, always. Her answer would be always, "I don't know." But this time she had an answer. "No, I don't." Ryoma couldn't run always after her brother. With my own style. Yeah, it sounded better.

"Thank you, Tezuka-san", Yukimura smiled. Tezuka just nodded. Seiichi looked through the window. Yet, the only thing he needed to do...was to talk with her. This wouldn't be easy at all. "Are you ready, Seiichi?", Ryoga asked.

"Yes, I am."

Nothing lasts forever...but they would change that.

A/N: Did you have fun, reading? The next chapter would be tomorrow or on tuesday out.