Hello! I wanted to write a story with Atobe in it, so...here it is! R&R please!

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Oshitari Yuushi sighed as he put down his violin in his private music room on the campus of Hyoutei Gakuen. Tarou-sensei wasn't here today to help him prepare for the concour that would be taking place in a month. Which meant he was on his own, without a recquired piano accompanist. As he leafed through his music sheets once more, he heard a faint trace of a melody being played on the violin-that's strange; the music rooms

were soundproof. And besides, he was supposed to be the only one in the building-the others without passes should be in their class. The tensai made his way out the door and found himself staring at the entrance of another room across his.

The person inside was playing an advanced piece from Chopin-a piece that even he had trouble playing. Despite his morals he found himself irked. He was a tensai, and while he had trouble playing this piece, the person beyond the metal door was playing it with profound ease. He knocked on the door.

The door opened revealing a girl, possibly in her third year. She had silky green-black hair, and was currently staring at him through her gold eyes. "Yes?" She asked.

"Excuse me for asking-but why are you here? Everyone else should be in cla-"

"Are you a hall moniter or something?" the girl asked, cutting him off. "Because that is none of your business, and, f.y.I., I have a pass."

The girl held up a blue slip of paper before promptly closing the door in his face. 'Is she for real?' Oshitari thought with interest. 'Most girls would kill to talk to me.' With an amused look, he proceeded back into his own room.

The next day...

"Class, settle down!" the teacher bellowed above the class' noise. When the students went silent, he resumed speaking, "Today we have a new student joinin us. Her name is Echizen Ririka. Please, come in!" The tennis regulars widened their eyes in shock. Echizen Ririka? Related to Echizen Ryoma?

When the girl came in, it was obvious they were related. Her green hair, her gold eyes, and her indifferent attitude with 'BOREDOME' written on her forehead. Oshitari widened his eyes-it was the music girl from before! She bowed to the class. "Hello. I'm Echizen Ririka. Nice to meet you."

"Well? An introduction?" the teacher asked expectantly.

"I play the violin and I came from America."

"Alright then-go take a seat between Atobe and Oshitari-kun." The teacher directed, and the two raised their hands. Ririka made her way and sat down.

"Be awed by ore-sama's presce-" Atobe started, gesturing grandly towards himself.

"Shut it, Monkey King. I'm not one to be awed easily, and never by the likes of you. Especially since my cousin whipped your ass on the courts." The girl said nonchalently, then turned her attention to the board. The expression on Atobe's face was priceless. Gakuto and Shishido snickered, while Jiroh looked with a sleepy face. Oshitari smirked.

"Why you little-"

"Ahhhh, I guess Ryoma really was right about you-cocky, arrogant, and a wannabe tennis player with an ego the size of Texas."

During free period, the tennis team had practice, and had to bear Atobe's wrath. "Run! Laps around the courts, now!" he bellowed.

"C-captain, how man-" Gakuto was cut off.

"I don't know! Just shut the hell up and run until I stop you." A dark aura surrounded the captain. The regulars ran, afraid of what else their captain might do. Meanwhile, Ririka was walking along the bleachers, stepping down until she reached the row in level with the courts. She sat down and watched, her head in her hands. Atobe caught her watching, and made her way.

"What are you doing here?" He demanded. Ririka remained silent.

"Ore-sama asked, what are you doing here?" Atobe repeated.

"Watching." Ririka said, not bothering to look up.

"Ore-sama demands you to face me when speaking!"

"Yadda."

"Then ore-sama orders you to get away from the courts immediately!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm captain and I don't like you."

"That's too bad."

"I'm telling you to leave rig-"

"Atobe." The two teens looked to the side and saw Tarou-sensei.

"Tarou-sensei, right? Its nice to meet you." Ririka smiled and stood up. Tarou sensei looked at her and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Actually, I came here to talk to you," he said, facing her.

"Me?"

"I have a request of you."

"What is it?"

"Will you become the regular's coach?"

"Eh?!"

"Ore-sama will not allow this!"

"Gomenasai-but I don't play tennis anymore." Ririka refused. Atobe stopped his ranting to his team and looked over.

"But you don't have to play-merely coach." Tarou sensei argued.

"Again-I have completely given up tennis."

"Someone with your potential should use it!"

"Oi, Yuushi. Is sensei serious about this?!" Gakuto asked, bewildered.

"Humph. No matter, for ore-sama will not allow this. It is an outrage!" Yuushi sighed.

"For your information, I don't want to train you either, Monkey King. Gomenasai-I'll have to refuse this offer." Ririka walked away, leaving a court full of baffled tennis players and one disappointed coach.

"Atobe."

"Hai, sensei?"

"It is yours and the regulars' job to make sure that she is made our coach over the weekend."

"Nande?!"

"Think about it- she's related to Echizen Ryoma, and she's a hard worker-tennis coach material. If she's on our side, its guaranteed that

we'll do well."

"Che."

"Atobe!"

"Hai..."

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On a beautiful saturday morning, one where Echizen Ryoma would usually sleep until 12:00 pm, he awoke at the god forsaken hour of 6 am to the sound of a fist beating at their door. "Where's baka oyaji or Nanako?! Geez!" Ryoma mumbled into his pillow, getting up as he remembered that his dad had to do a part time job and Nanako had gone to help. Not to mention his cousin was a heavier sleeper than him. She was the valium. He stormed down the stairs, and rolled his eyes at the door.

"Do you know what time it is?" he complained as he opened the door. What he saw outside caused him to stand there dumbfoundedly. There, infront

of his door, were the Hyoutei regulars.

"Echizen, be awed by my prowess!" Atobe said, combing through his hair with a delicate hand.

"Monkey king. What are you doing here?"

"But Echizen, I must admit-your property is quite large," Oshitari commented. (I saw one episode where it looked at it from above and theydid own a large property.)

"Cut to the chase-why are you here?" Ryoma sleepily demanded.

"We're here to see your cousin." Gakuto popped his head through the door, past Kabaji.

"Oiiii, Ririka-neechan! Oi, Ririka!" Ryoma called up the stairs. He sighed, after it was evident that she wouldn't wake up. He trudged up the stairs and disappeared into a room. The regulars were able to hear through the open door.

"Oi, nee-chan, a bunch of your suitors are here to see you. Get up,"

they heard the freshman say.

"Suitor?"

"That bastard."

"I'm going to kill him."

"Hmph. Like I'd fall for such a commoner."

"Usu."

"S-suitor! No, its not like that!"

"Suitor? I never said anything like that."

"I'm only interested in taking out stronger opponents." Minutes later, they saw Ririka trudge down the stairs. She wore short pink sweat pants, a white tank top and a matching pink cut-off jacket.

"What the hell?" Ririka grumbled as she raked a slender hand through her slightly tousled green hair. "What did you say to the kid?" She demanded as she stood in front of them, a hand on her hip.

"Nothing. He merely assumed things. Besides, ore-sama would never fall for such a commoner such as yourself." Atobe sneered.

"Oh? I'm a commoner, am I?" Rirka asked, smirking. Atobe raised an eyebrow.

"Have you ever heard of the Misashi Corporation?" She asked, opening the door wider so that they could come in.

"Of course-who didn't hear? Its as big as Atobe's company." Shishido snorted.

"Guess who's parents run it." Ririka said.

"Why would we do that?" Gakuto asked.

"Because then you'll be able to figure out who's the heir to the company. I'll give you a hint: Echizen is my mother's maiden name. My real name is Misashi Seah Ririka." The Hyoutei regulars stared at her in disbelief.

"So...you're the heir to the Misashi Corporation?" Choutarou asked slowly. Ririka snorted.

"That is, unless I die. Its surprising you didn't notice me. I'm sure my parents hosted enough balls. But then again, I stopped attending since I was eight." Rirka mused to herself. The regulars found themselves speechless once more. "But lets get to the point-why are you here?" she asked as she plopped down onto a white couch.

"We need to make you our trainer by Monday." Shishido put bluntly.

"Hmmmm...I see. That's it?"

"So you'll do it?" choutarou asked hopefully.

"Yadda."

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A/N: I am really disappointed in this chapter...anyways, R&R!

I just edited it-thanks to schizo-chan! But I didn't get rid of the Texas...sorry:D Oh, and my weak spot is describing clothes-if someone could help me, I'd be reallyyyy grateful!