Golden Typhoon let me adopt this story. If you want to know the reason, just look at my profile.

For those who have already read her story, I might disappoint some of you because I have decided to change some parts of her story although I'll be retaining some. So don't start complaining about why her story is quite different from mine and vice versa.

Enough with that...Without further ado, here's the story.

By the way, my everlasting gratitude to my ever-patient beta-reader, Rain...

Disclaimer: I don't own the whole Prince of Tennis and that's that.

Warning: Characters might go OOC.

This means flashback.

This means thoughts.

PROLOGUE

Somewhere in the outskirts of Avonlea...

A young man and his creation, whom he fondly called his daughter, were resting under a huge tree, waiting for the sun to rise.

"Father..."

He looked at her, a girl with a midnight black hair and sapphire blue eyes. "What is it, Haine?"

"We don't have to fight anymore," She looked pleadingly to him. "Do we, Father?" He nodded. "Can we go home now?"

He smiled wearily at her. "Of course, my dear. We can go home now."

"Really? I'm glad." She embraced him while her father smiled tenderly at her. My beloved daughter...

"When we get home, I want to study in the school where you studied. I want to experience everything you have experienced. I want to meet your friends. I want to make friends..."

He chuckled and patted her hair. "Hai, hai, Haine. We can do all of that."

"But Father, how about Avonlea? Aren't you going there?"

"Haine," she looked up at him. "Can we not talk about Avonlea? I'm tired."

She nodded at him as the sun slowly rose. "Are you going to tell your friends everything about our world, Father?"

He was silent for a while before he replied, "No, Haine. As much as possible, I don't want them to be involved."

"But I thought—"

"You, of all people, should know what would happen if someone knows our secret."

Haine didn't talk back for she knew that everything he had said was true— and still is. Father has already suffered enough. I don't want to see him suffering anymore. I will do everything in my power to make sure that he won't suffer anymore. If he doesn't want me to talk to his friends, so be it. She embraced him tightly as she fell asleep.

The man smiled faintly at her before turning to look at the rising sun. I'm glad Haine is all right. Now...I wonder how the others are faring. He smiled wryly to himself. With my other creation in that world, there should be no problem unless... He shook his head. Nah! It's impossible for them to know. It has been my secret ever since I was a child. I hope they don't' find out that I'm the Marionettenspieler of Avonlea.

Anyway, I haven't abandoned my two stories but these days, I easily got distracted with work or manga updates. (Sorry, my lazy personality tends to appear sometimes.) But, don't worry. I've already started writing.

For now, please do review.

P. S. I'll be posting the first chapter of this story later.