A/N: Okie dokie, here we go! After three years of reading fanfictions here's an attempt at my very own. Wheeee!
Disclaimer: PoT is a legal drug owned by his royal greatness, Konomi Takeshi. -bows-
"I wish I was a giraffe." -Talking
'Bean casserole makes me fart.' -Thoughts
Phrases you may not know:
(O)ba-chan: Auntie
(O)ji-chan: Uncle
'NAME'-Sempai: A term used to indicate upperclassmen
'NAME'-san: Mr./Ms./Mrs.Name (For formality 'cause the Japanese are so darn formal!)
'NAME'-chan/kun: Affectionate term used for close friends
Ja (matta): See ya! or Later! (Usually by girls)
The rest are pretty much phrases the PoT gang says, so it's not my fault if you don't watch the anime! FOR SHAME!
"Ne, Oba-chan, I don't know if this is a good idea anymore…" A girl said uneasily as she glanced at her new green and pink uniform.
The sun was setting, casting a beautiful yellow and orange glaze on the tall buildings and shop windows. Some of the street lights were turning on, and the cars in the street seemed less numerous as they were a few hours ago when she and her aunt arrived at the uniform store. 'Geez, did measurements really take that long?'
"Kanata Seiji!" exclaimed her elderly aunt in an overly dramatic fashion while placing her hands on her hips. "Am I hearing uncertainty in your voice? After all the trouble you've been through coming over here you're willing to give up just like 'that'?" She snapped her fingers dramatically and the girl sweat dropped.
"Uh, no! Of course not!" she replied while waving her hands nervously. "I'm just a little nervous. I mean, I haven't lived in Japan for years, and it feels a little weird returning here so suddenly…" 'And due to circumstances.' She added internally.
Her aunt noticed the sudden drop in her voice and sighed. She adjusted her coat as a strong breeze blew through the graying bun atop her head. Her dark eyes glanced at her niece's face as she trailed beside her toward the house. A simple bun adorned her own head, and the wind violently pushed the girl's auburn string-like bangs into her light brown eyes.
She swore under her breath as she tried putting her bangs behind her ears. The elderly woman chuckled.
"There's no use cursing at the wind, Seiji-chan." The girl silently rolled her eyes sarcastically, knowing fully well that her aunt was about to recite a "philosophical and life changing verse" from her haiku book. She practically knew all of the verses, after all, it she who gave her aunt the book for her birthday.
"Someone said the wind-
Although it may wreak havoc- Brings changes to life"
"Do you even know what that means?" the girl asked.
"Not a clue!" She smiled. When the two women finally reached the house the older one noticed that steam was floating out an open window.
"Ah, Oji-san must have already started dinner." The elderly woman noted aloud as she walked towards the front door. When she noticed that her niece wasn't following her in, she turned around and saw her staring at the sky with a worried expression. She walked up next to girl, and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Seiji, I know it may seem a little scary at times, but I've known you ever since you were tiny enough to get stuck under the temple bell." Seiji chuckled at the memory.
"You may seem timid, but you're a strong girl who can do anything. You take challenges head on, and never back down once you know what's right-and you're a good tennis player to boot!"
She turned to face her niece with a soft gaze. "Just think of this as another challenge. And who knows? You may even get a few 'perks' along the way," She added with a wink.
Seiji's cheeks reddened at the thought. "Stop acting so perverted, Oba-san!" she protested. "C'mon! Let's go eat. Ji-san must be starving,"
"True, the man eats like a starved pig at every meal," She chuckled as she opened the door. Seiji laughed quietly as she took off her shoes and headed upstairs to try on her new uniform.
"Oh, and Seiji-chan!" Her Aunt calls.
"Hai?"
"Your uncle and I have a present for you when you come downstairs!"
After dinner Seiji went to bed with a smile on her face, eager to face the challenges of tomorrow at her first day at Seishun Gakuen. The last thing she saw before closing her eyes was the brand new racquet her aunt and uncle had gotten her as a present.
'Perks, huh?' She thought before she drifted off to sleep.
--------------------------The Next Day--------------------------
"Next stop, Seiharu Dai. Next stop, Seiharu Dai."
'Ummmm, Seiharu Dai. Right. That's where I get off…I think? Aww man! I'm so screwed!' Seiji prayed that the next stop was where she was supposed to be after the horrible morning she had.
First, her non-existent alarm clock never woke her up because she forgot to buy one. Then she literally had five minutes to get dressed, brush her teeth, eat breakfast and get to the train station. Then she had to run back home after getting to the station because she forgot that she wasn't wearing her uniform! Then, on the way train ride she realized that she forgot to ask her aunt about lunch, because she didn't have time to make hers and she left her money in the jeans she was wearing when she first got up.
"Could my first day get any worse?" She sighed as the train doors opened.
"Whoa! Whoa! S'cuse me! Outta the way! Sorry! But I'm late!" She heard from behind her. She turned around just in time to see a guy with short-spiked hair and purple eyes crash into her.
"Ow…" She groaned while rubbing her head. The spiky-haired guy got up and offered her his hand.
"I'm really sorry, miss! I guess getting to school on time isn't more important than a young lady's safety," She took his hand and he helped her on her feet. When she stood up she noticed that he was about a foot taller than herself.
"S'ok, it's partly my fault anyway," She replied while picking up her book bag.
"Oh, I'm Momoshiro Takeshi, by the way. Everyone calls me Momo-chan, though. You aren't by any chance from Seigaku are you?" He asked while recognizing her uniform.
"I'm Kanata Seiji, nice to meet you. Um, actually it's my first day today, but I'm kinda lost." She admitted embarrassed while shifting her feet nervously under his gaze. He smiled warmly.
"No sweat, we're late anyway. I'll walk you there!" He grinned and lead her out of the train station and towards Seigaku. She noticed a lot of restaurants and shops on the way over, and she couldn't help but admire the beautiful sakura coming into bloom.
"So you're an incoming third year? That's gotta be rough. Where'd you transfer from? I don't remember seeing you at orientation," Momoshiro asked.
"Nowhere from Japan. I just flew in from America about two weeks ago," She replied with a smile.
"America? No way! Same as Echizen!" he exclaimed.
"Echizen?"
"Oh, he's a freshman on Seigaku's tennis team." He explained. "He's a little stuck-up, but he's pretty good. You play tennis?"
"I was thinking about trying out for the tennis club, but I'm not sure I'll even stand a chance." She added with a laugh.
"I'm sure you'll be fine. Hey we actually made it!" She turned and looked at a sign engraved 'Seishun Gakuen' and gaped at the huge building behind it. Students were everywhere outside the school, and all the girls were wearing the same pink and green uniform as she were. She then noticed a clock at the top of the building that indicated she had about ten minutes before class started at eight.
"Wow! It's so big!" She exclaimed.
"Hoi Hoi! Momo! I didn't see your bike today!" A red-head with a bandage on his cheek said as he bounced up in front of Seiji and Momoshiro.
'Dude, what did this guy eat for breakfast?' She think amusedly.
"I woke up this morning thinking I was late, so I took the train instead," Momo replied with a sweat drop. "Oh, Kikumaru-sempai, this is Kanata Seiji. She just flew in from America. Seiji-sempai, this is Kikumaru Eiji. He's also on the tennis club." He said as he introduced the two to each other.
"Nyaa! America? Then you're just like Ochibi!" He said with his blue eyes glittering with excitement.
'Ochibi?' She thought while smiling politely.
"She's a new third year, sempai. But I gotta put my racket in the locker room, can you show her around the school?" Momo asked.
"Hoi Hoi! No problem!" He replied with a thumbs up. "Welcome to Kikumaru Eiji tours! This way, Seiji-chan!" He grabbed her wrist and sped towards the administrator's office.
"Ja! Momo-chan!" She called out to a grinning and waving Momoshiro.
"Let's see.." Kikumaru said as he looked at her schedule. "Your locker should be over… here!" He said indicating the locker in front of her. "Hoi! You're in class 3-6 with me and Fujiko!" He said excitedly while hugging her. She blushed at the contact but luckily the bell saved her.
The two made their way to the classroom through the jam-packed crowd of students. 'I wonder who Fujiko is? Is she Kikumaru-san's girl friend?' she wondered as she entered the classroom.
"Thanks a lot for helping me Kikumaru-san," she said while politely bowing.
"Nyaa! You can call me Eiji, and it was no problem! " He replied with a grin while giving a playful victory sign.
"Ah, you must be Kanata-san," said the teacher as the students settled into their seats. "Do you mind introducing yourself to the class?" She asked with a smile.
'Actually, I do.' She thought grimly as she turned to face the class. She was a very shy person, and speaking in front of many people- namely the entire class- wasn't one of her strong suits.
"Um,nice to meet you all. I'm Kanata Seiji and I just moved to Japan about two weeks ago," She said nervously. She counted about forty people in the classroom, and noticed a familiar red-head grinning at her from the back. Her eyes then traveled to a boy next to him with honey-brown hair and closed eyes. He had a fair complexion and was seemingly smiling at her.
She blushed lightly, and wanted to sit down but… "Does anyone have any questions for Kanata-san?" asked the teacher. 'No no no no no no no no no. No one has any questions, I just want to sit down!' She thought desperately yet with a polite smile on her face.
Unfortunately a few people raised their hands. Most of their questions were about America and what it was like to live there, so she was relieved. Then the questions drifted off topic to food and jean prices, so the teacher only allowed one more question. But that last question was the one she was hoping to avoid.
"Yes?" she asked a boy with short brown hair.
"I know this may sound crazy, but are you related to Kanata Aki and Tsunami from the Tennis Championship in America?" He asked excitedly. Her eyes dropped and her smile faltered for a second. Excited whispers rushed around the room, and some boys pulled out magazines; trying to compare her with the two tennis stars.
Her eyes lit up again when the teacher hushed the classroom for her answer. "Hai, Aki-niisan and Tsunami-neesan are my older siblings..." She replied with a smile, trying to hide the regret in her voice.
'Unfortunately,' She thought.
A/N: Bwhahahaha! It has begun! (This is the part where you run away... after reviewing, of course) Sorry if I messed up the Japanese phrases, and sorry if it's moving so slow. The next chapter will be a little longer and more involved so be ready for it! Ja! -Heads off to Marukai- Hooray! Pocky!