89Restart Life
Disclaimer : It occurred to me that I did not put a disclaimer in this story so I had to go back and check this after typing everything. -.- how troublesome (haha. Now I sound like Shikamaru). Anyways, I do not own Prince of Tennis.
A/N : Hey guys. Apparently my mum and dad thought it would be awesome if we went to Malaysia for Christmas. CHRISTMAS! I wanted to spend it with my cousins, buy NOOOO. -.- we just HAD to go to Malaysia. Anyways, what's done is done. So long as I never have to climb a slope everyday of my life like 5 times again, I'm fine. So now I'm stuck in a house in the middle of nowhere writing this on Christmas… Sobs. There. All complaints done.
Chapter 1
..Click.. the TV switched on with a loud click and the sound of a reporter droning on filled the once silent room. "—Prince of Tennis is competing against the previous Grand Slam winner… Will he pull through with a wi-"
-Channel change- "Who will win tomorrow? The Prince of Tennis or-"
The sounds that filled the room a moment ago were gone and the room was silent again. The TV turned off with a click, and an exasperated sigh was heard.
"I might as well not watch TV anymore. All they talk about is Prince of Tennis, Prince of Tennis, Prince of Tennis. I mean, what's the big deal? The Grand Slam comes once a year. It's not like they have to make THAT big a deal of it!" cried a somewhat high-pitched voice.
"Haha, Chibusuke, you're the talk of the town! Though, the media really is getting kind of irritating. We even have to cut off the phone line to stop your fans from confessing their "undying love" for you," said an amused green haired boy who looked about 18 years old, throwing an orange up and down, catching it by instinct.
The cap wearing figure scowled and looked extremely annoyed. "I know! I just want to go back to a normal life…"
Then, the figure sighed and pulled off the cap, allowing silky green beautiful hair to fall straight, going about 5 cm past her shoulders.
"Kaa-san, aniki, Oyaji, I'm tired of living as a boy… I mean, I got to play stronger players as a male, as most girls don't take tennis seriously, but I've beaten practically everyone out there and I want to relax for a little. Then, I can work on my music skills and cook every now and then, I can also play the other sports, like basketball, soccer…"
After a moment of shocked silence, it was broken again.
"I'm going to Japan."
"EHH?! Shojo, why? I mean, sure you can go but can't you do all that stuff here?" asked a bewildered father.
The other reactions were a little odder.
"YAY! My baby girl is going to be playing more of her music again! Go for it dear, no matter what your father says, I support you!" cried an extremely extremely happy mother, who glomped her daughter.
"WOAH! Chibusuke is going back to Japan? Let's go!" said the simple minded brother.
Ryoma sweat dropped at their different reactions, and said, "I'm not going to go for the Grand Slam. Please help me tell Atsuro-kun that I am not going to go so he can tell the media. Also, aniki, can you help me book a ticket to Japan for today? Kaa-san please help me pack some things to bring."
Nanjiroh sighed and resigned that his daughter would be going to Japan. Then, he set off to go and buy a house that was near his old school, Seigaku.
Half an hour later…
"ARRGH! I can't find a house near Seigaku! The only one I can find that fits our criteria is one near a school called Rikkaidai!" yelled a frustrated Nanjiroh.
Rinko sighed. "Just let Ryoma choose which school she wants to go to. There are tons of other schools that she might be interested in. Besides, if she goes to Hyotei then Keigo can somewhat look out for her."
"EHH. But I want her to go to my old school…" Nanjiroh whined.
Just then, Ryoma walked into the room and asked, "Oyaji, where am I going to stay while you find a suitable house for all of us?"
Nanjiroh looked like he was thinking hard for a solution.
Something must have clicked in his mind, "You can stay with Keigo!"
Both mother and daughter sweat dropped at the same time. The solution was already so obvious and he had to think so hard to get that solution?
"Ok. I'll call him now."
"Aa. Kei-chan! Can I please stay at your house until my parents and aniki buy the house?"
"Eh? Of course. But when are you coming?"
"Well, I'll be there tomorrow."
"NANI?! Tomorrow?! But isn't that on the day of your match?"
Ryoma sighed. "Yes, but I'm not going to play. I'm tired of living as a boy and I'm going to go back to being a normal school girl again."
"…"
"…"
"Ok. I'll go and prepare a room right now."
"Arigato, Kei-chan."
-Click-
At the supposed "match"…
The crowd was shocked into silence after hearing what Ryoma's manager, Atsuro, delivered his message, live on TV. LIVE.
One of the reporters broke out of shock before the others. "Why is he quitting the pro world? Does he have an injury? Sickness? What happened?"
This brought the others out of their shocked states.
In Japan…
All the tennis clubs in Japan were silent. Their idol, the Prince of Tennis had left the Pro Tennis World and there was no information on what caused this sudden development.
Then, there was a loud cries of "NANI?!" from a pink haired, bubble gum loving, and a messy black haired, both of whom were middle school boys.
There was also a boy who was previously fast asleep on a bench who shot wide awake, staring at the television in shock.
At the same time…
In the airport…
"Chibusuke, we'll join you as soon as we finish packing up here. I'll send you some oranges in the meantime!" cried Ryoga, with anime tears streaming down his face.
"Bye, Ryo-chan! We're going to be joining you in not too long! Make sure you eat properly and not forget after concentrating on your music too much!"
"Shojo, make sure no guys hit on you! If they do, just kick them down with your skills!"
(Well, I'm sure you can tell who's who.)
Ryoma laughed and replied, "Hai, hai! I'll take care of myself! See you soon!"
4 hours later…
"Excuse me, miss… Please wake up. The plane has reached Japan already."
Ryoma tipped her head back and rubbed her eyes. "Aa. Arigato."
The sight was absolutely precious and adorable, like a cat waking up from its nap.
"Ara? Where is Kei-chan's house again? Oh, right… Take a right turn here and now another right, then a left… and here we are!"
In front of her was not what most people considered a mansion (not that you could see it from the gates. Its too deep inside) but to Ryoma it was a normal house. (Btw the Echizens just don't like to show off their money, but they have way more than the Atobes.)
Ryoma stared at the gates (which were SUPER huge) and couldn't find the bell, so she opted to just call Keigo.
-Ring Ring- -Ring Ring-
"Yo, Kei-chan! Can you please ask your men to open the gates? I forgot where's the switch!"
Keigo sweat dropped at her forgetfulness and replied, "Hai, hai. But please wait for a moment."
A few minutes later, a limo appeared and the gates opened automatically. Quickly, a man in a black pressed suit hopped out of the driver's seat and opened the door for her. Ryoma felt somewhat uncomfortable with this formalness, but she had gotten used to it after having to go to so many of Keigo's parties. (She was forced to use the limo. Haha. Can you believe that? She was FORCED. XD)
A few more minutes later…
Keigo was attacked by a blur (green, white and blue. Green = hair, white = shorts, blue = spaghetti top) and was tackled to the floor. What he was about to say was replaced with an oomph.
Ryoma giggled and cried, "Kei-chan! I haven't seen you for a year!"
Keigo sighed and pulled her off him, placing her on the floor next to him. Then, he stood up and dusted his expensive clothes.
"Ryo-chan, you really shouldn't do that. We're not kids anymore."
Ryoma pouted and pulled his arm. "Kei-chan, can you please bring me to the kitchen? I really feel like cooking right now!"
Keigo raised a delicate (heheh. I couldn't resist) eyebrow and asked, "Did your cooking improve any further?"
"Sure did! But for today I'm only going to bake cookies, and some other food."
"Fine, but you have to come and play against my team so I can see how far they have gotten in their tennis and bake enough for everyone… Oh, by the way, Jirou and Kabaji will be there."
"Yatta! I can meet Jirou and Kabaji so soon!" after a moment of silence, "Yay! More test subjects!"
Keigo sweat dropped at her late reply and took it as a yes, and proceeded to bring her to the kitchen (which was, obviously, huge.)
After 5 minutes of amazingly not getting lost in such a huge place…
"Ok, so I need sugar, flour…"
At this, Keigo left as he knew that even if he wanted to talk to her now while she was baking, she wouldn't be able to hear him, due to her concentrating hard so she wouldn't mess up the recipe.
About 1 hour of baking later…
Ryoma came out carrying a huge tin box, which looked pretty heavy, but she carried it as if it was as light as a feather. She passed the box to one of the butlers who offered to carry it for her and thanked him after passing it to him. The butler… well, let's say that he was shocked. His thoughts were what the heck? She can carry it as if it weighs nothing and even I'm having trouble with it! What kind of monstrous strength does she have? Better still, what did she put inside? (Haha! Imagine his shock when he finds out its just cookies, cupcakes and a cake!)
"Kei-chan! Are you ready to go?" asks Ryoma, popping behind Keigo, scaring the heck out of him.
After calming himself, he replied, "Hai, we shall leave now."
Both tennis players got into his car and set off towards the Hyotei Tennis Courts.
After forty-five minutes of light chatter later…
Ryoma disappeared somewhere and Keigo sighed in exasperation. She would always disappear after you take your eyes off her for a second. He didn't worry as she had a good sense of direction and always managed to find her way even if she had been there just one time. She would appear in the tennis courts after awhile.
He strode into the Tennis Courts and stood in front of his schools' regulars. "Minna, ore-sama has asked someone to play against you to determine your current level of strength. Jirou, Kabaji, she's back."
At this, Jirou, who was previously sleeping soundly on a bench, shot wide awake, going all hyper. "EH?! Ryo-chan's back!? Does that mean we're going to be playing against her?!"
Kabaji looked his normal stoic self to those that didn't know him that well, but if you DID know him well, you could see him smile quite happily, even if most people couldn't tell. Of course, Keigo and Jirou saw this, while the others were too confused to notice.
"Chotto matte, buchou… you said her… that means we're going to be playing against a girl? Don't you think this is somewhat unfair?" asked Oshitari, pushing up his glasses.
The team watched as their buchou did something out of the ordinary and laughed loudly in public. After he stopped laughing so hard, he said, "Heh, ore-sama doesn't think you should underestimate her… but I'm not going to ruin my own fun…"
Gakuto raised an eyebrow and said, "But we'll still beat her anyway, right?"
To their surprise, it was Jirou who answered this time. "Yeah, right. It's more like no matter what we will lose. After all, she is an excellent player!"
All except Kabaji, Keigo and Jirou looked doubtful at this, and the three that knew who she really was smirked. They had no idea what was going to happen to them.
"Aa! More importantly, did she bake anything for us to eat?" asked an excided Jirou, who was jumping up and down on the spot.
"Hai. We're in for a treat today. She baked her favorite chocolate chip cookies. Though, she might have baked some other things as well. Ah, I think she also brought like 30 pieces of her gum with her. Goodness, after all these years she's still such a gum fanatic. She's even worse than Marui Bunta!"
Jirou laughed. "That's for sure. She loves her gum more than anything!"
Just as Kabaji was about to speak, he was tackled by a blur (same as Keigo), but unlike Keigo he didn't go crashing ungracefully to the ground. He managed to stay standing, though he did stagger a bit.
"Kabaji-chan!" Ryoma cried happily. Then, she hopped off his back to let him stand normally again. Then, she popped a piece of pink strawberry bubble gum in her mouth and started chewing it. After blowing a huge bubble, she made it pop and said, "Well, since Kei-chan only let me bake if I promised to play against all of you, I had to come."
Then, she glared at Keigo and pouted. "Geez, I just arrived today too!"
All three of them laughed and Jirou saw what she had put at the side of the gates.
"Waah! Ryo-chan's cookies! Can I have some please, Ryo-chan?" Jirou asked, doing his puppy dog eyes.
Ryoma and Keigo sweat dropped and Ryoma said, "Aa… well, you can have some after you play a game against me?"
"Yatta! I haven't had them in so long!"
Hearing all the commotion that was going on, the other regulars started looking at them to see what was going on.
Surprisingly, there was a really cute girl wearing a pair of white shorts and a blue spaghetti top with her silky green hair, which shone beautifully in then sun, half way down her back, standing there, chatting and laughing with their buchou, Kabaji and Keigo. Most people were just shocked that she was able to get even Kabaji to laugh (they have never seen him laugh before.). Others were shocked that Jirou wasn't sleeping somewhere and that he looked like he was talking to his idol (Marui), except he looked calmer (but now he was jumping around for the cookies. Not that they knew that).
"Buchou… who is that?" asked Hiyoshi (is that how you spell his name? I forgot…).
"Aa. Minna. This is who ore-sama arranged for you to play against." (I bet you can guess)
Ryoma looked strangely at Keigo. "Kei-chan! Why are you using 'ore-sama'? You never used to say that!" said Ryoma in a sweet voice… way too sweet to be true.
Everyone snickered. Their buchou was being called 'Kei-chan'! Keigo ignored them and started sweating. "Uhh… uhh… I- I'm not… see?"
Ryoma gave him 'the look' and he caved. "Gomen, Ryo-chan! It's just that living too long in a mansion such as mine does that to you?"
Everyone gave him a suspicious / doubtful look. "But, Kei-chan, when you were talking to me, you didn't use that at all!" Now there was lightning and dark clouds flashing behind her. He thought he even heard lightning!
Keigo now was sweating profusely. He looked around quickly to find something to distract her… Aha!
"Shouldn't we get started on the tennis matches? I mean, the sooner you get started, the earlier you can get some opinions on how good is you cooking."
The dark clouds and lightning disappeared as fast as they had appeared and Ryoma went back to her normal cheerful self. Everyone wondered if she was bi-polar, then they all sweat dropped when they thought how easily she had scared their buchou. That memory would be with them to their graves, and they made a mental note not to ever get on her bad side. EVER. Heck, some even whipped out notepads and wrote it down.
"Ok, so who's playing against me first?"
"Wah! Me, me! I'll play first!" Jirou practically screamed, jumping up and down.
Practically all the regulars felt weirded out by Jirou as usually he would be the last one to play, due to him sleeping somewhere.
Ryoma sweat dropped. "You want the cookies that badly?"
Jirou nodded enthusiastically. "Hai! Then I can eat more! Plus I can choose first!"
Ryoma, Keigo, Oshitari and Kabaji sweat dropped at his logic, while the others face faulted.
"Hahaha… Ok, then, let's get started!"
On the court…
"Smooth or rough?" asked Ryoma.
"Smooth."
"It's rough. I serve."
Ryoma threw up the ball high into the air…
Hehe. Sorry for the cliff hanger, but it's somewhat fun to make you readers wait. XD. I know I'm evil! :3
Ja Ne, NightMare.