AN: Hey everyone! You might not notice it but I edited all the chapters! I re-posted everything! Am I crazy or what? haha! Just felt like doing it! Anyway, nothing much has changed. Read on and please continue to support me! XD

Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis is REALLY not mine!

Chapter 1

It was early in the morning. The sunshine lit the room of our main character, Echizen Ryoma. His beloved cat, Karupin crawls under the covers and tries to wake his master. It was the first day of school. Just two weeks ago they returned to Japan to let Ryoma experience a normal life. Why? You ask. They have been living in America since he was born and he really did not experience much of a childhood. Why again? You ask. There are a lot of times when he would spend his days inside a hospital room. He was born with a weak heart. Because of this, he is not able to freely do whatever he wants.

Despite having his illness, Ryoma was determined to live a normal life. He was a tennis prodigy and would occasionally play tennis whenever his health allows it. He was very good at the sport. In fact he won several tournaments in America. This made his parents proud. But they feared for his health so he was not allowed to play for a very long time.

During his sick days he would just sulk in one corner and curse himself for his weakness. Rinko notices this and thought that it would be bad for Ryoma to always pity himself. She thought that Ryoma should have some kind of hobby besides tennis that would allow him to spend his spare time whenever he is sick and not able to play his beloved sport. Rinko introduced him to the cello. Why cello? You may ask. Because Ryoma thinks that playing it would look way cooler than any other instrument. He started learning the cello when he was 7 years old. Whenever he has spare time or if he was just bored, he would play the cello. Rinko was relieved that his son was not as gloomy as before.

A lot of times, Ryoma would be confined inside a hospital room because he collapsed after a tennis match. During those times, he would play the cello. Playing the instrument gives him a peace of mind and also lessens his sadness. But playing the cello was only a hobby for him, although his mentor told him that he was very good at it. He still likes tennis better that playing the cello. He feels a lot more happy whenever he gets a single point from his stupid father or if he wins a tournament. But because of his illness, he did not have a chance to play tennis recently.

Despite this, he does not give up and just trains hard whenever he gets the chance. It was also good news for him when his doctor told him that he was having less and less attacks recently. He told him that his health is getting better and he might be able to completely heal from his sickness. After hearing the news, Rinko decided to return back to Japan and send his son to a normal school. Because his health is getting better she wanted her son to experience the life of a normal boy.

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BEEP BEEP BEEP

The sound of Ryoma's alarm clock was heard. He lazily turned it off and went to prepare for school. Today, he would be attending Seishun Gakuen, the former school of his idiot father when he was in meddle school. After preparing, he went downstairs and ate breakfast. He was glad that they were having Japanese food today. After eating, he grabbed his school bag and walked to school.

It was first period and he sat on a seat beside a window near the back of the room. A girl with long twin braids sat next to him. He just ignored everyone and decided to nap. Suddenly he felt a tapping on his shoulders.

"Good Morning, Ryoma-kun." The girl with braids told him. He just stared at her blankly and tried to remember if he knew her. Giving up, he asked her, "Who are you again?"

The girl pouted and just said, "I met you at the train station a week ago."

Finally remembering her, he said in a bored tone, "Ah. You were the weird girl that gave me the wrong directions."

The girl blushes a bit. "S-sorry for that again. I made you late for your match."

"Betsuni. Ne. what's your name again?" giving the girl a curious glance.

"Ryu-ryuuzaki S-sakuno desu." She said shyly.

"Hn." He replied and then went back to napping. He failed to notice the disappointed look in her eyes when he ignored her.

The day went fast and soon it was lunch. He immediately got up and headed for the stairs. He ate his lunch there alone and ignored the people who were going in. After eating his lunch he decided to take a nap. He laid down on the floor of the roof top. He thought of the things he could do now that he is attending a normal school. Compared to being home schooled, attending an actual school is much more a hustle for him. He thinks that there are too many people and that a lot of them are noisy. He also thought of the club he might be joining. Surely, he wanted to join the tennis club if there were any. But he was worried that his parents would not allow him to play. They could be annoying sometimes. Worrying too much about him when he is just feeling okay. The music club might be an option too. That would be a good pass time for him.

Thinking too deeply, he did not notice the students leaving the roof top. That would mean that the lunch break is over. One of the seniors noticed that Ryoma was still laid down on the floor. That senior was a second year and had a broom like hairstyle and violet eyes. He approached him and roughly shook him awake. He said in a loud tone, "Freshman! Lunch is over! Get up and return to your classroom!"

Ryoma groaned and slowly opened his eyes. He felt irritated that someone is interrupting his nap. He stared at the senior with deadly eyes. The older student shivered for a bit but didn't show it. It would be embarrassing to be scared of a freshman.

"What do you want?" Ryoma said coldly, eying the suspicious senior with his feline eyes.

"Lunch is over, brat. Why don't you thank your sempai who helped you not to be late for your next subject?" the second year said.

Ryoma gave him a bored look and then muttered, "Whatever." He gathered his lunch and left the roof, leaving a half pissed and half amused second year student.

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Ryoma entered the classroom and seated on his usual seat beside the girl with twin braids. He placed his empty bento box inside his school bag and stared at the board. Sakuno approached him and said in a soft voice, "Good afternoon, Ryoma-kun. It's good that you were not late. Our teacher today is supposed to be strict and he does not want anyone disrupting his class."

"Hn." He said after staring at her blankly. Why is this girl talking to me? Well, whatever. It's not like I care. He thought to himself. He wondered why this long haired weird girl is being nice to him, when he was acting coldly to her.

He stopped his musings when the teacher entered the room and ordered them to 'shut up.' Turns out, this person is their English teacher. He was known to a lot of students as a very strict teacher and also someone who likes to punish anyone who gives him any stupid answer. He did not listen to his loud voice and just stared outside their classroom. He stared at the sakura trees outside and thought about stuff.

The day ended quickly and soon it was time for them to apply for a club. He sat for a while and thought of applying for the music club. Aside from playing tennis, playing the cello is what he does for fun. And he was also curious about how a music club works. He would try to apply for the tennis club when he had asked his parents for permission.

He gathered his things and stood up. When he was at the corridor he bumped into a girl. It seems that the girl was Ryuuzaki Sakuno. The girl stumbled backward and was about to fall when Ryoma grabbed her hand and helped her balance.

Sakuno looked up and blushed in embarrassment when she noticed that she had just bumped into her seatmate. "Ah, R-ryoma-kun! I-I'm really sorry!" she said frantically.

"Betsuni. What are you doing here, Ryuuzaki?" he asked dryly.

"I-I forgot my registration form on my desk." She answered shyly.

"Oh. So this is yours." He handed her a small piece of paper. He had noticed that it was dropped on the floor and was planning on disposing it in the trashcan later on.

"Ah! Th-thank you very much Ryoma-kun." She accepted and then quickly placed it on her pocket. "A-ano…what club are you j-joining, R-ryoma-k-kun?"

He eyed her blankly and thought for a moment if he should just tell her or just walk away. Deciding that telling her would not be a bad idea, he said in a bored tone, "Music club."

"R-really? I will a-also join that club!" she said happily. "Do you want to go to the club r-room together?" she asked.

"Okey." He answered. I wonder what instrument Ryuuzaki plays? I bet I'm better than her. He smirked at the thought.

They walked silently, Ryoma leading the way. He remembered that Sakuno is not good with directions so it was up to him to find where the music room is. After a couple of minutes of walking they finally reached the music room. It is on the first floor at the west side of the school building. It was on the opposite side of where the tennis courts were.

They entered the room and handed their application forms. He sat at the back of the room and listened at the loud voice of their club president, who is named Ishikawa-sempai. He is a third year student and is playing the violin. He has a brown hair, reaching the back of his neck and is neatly fixed at one side of his face. After his long introductory speech, he asked the new members to introduce themselves and tell them the instrument that they play.

After a short while, it was Ryoma's turn. Sakuno nudged him slightly because he was napping on the table. He thanked her silently, stood up and said, "Echizen Ryoma desu. I play the cello."

Sakuno was surprised that he plays the cello. She thought that the type of instrument he would be playing would be something like a clarinet or a violin. Who knows what made her think that?

It was Sakuno's turn. She stood up and said, "Konnichiwa! My name is Ryuuzaki Sakuno. I play the piano." Ryoma gave her and interested look. She blushed because she noticed that Ryoma is staring at her. She sat down and returned her attention back to Ishikawa.

After all of the members were finished introducing themselves, Ishikawa told them that they will be having some kind of individual presentation during their next meeting. He said it would be to measure their talent. He also said that they are allowed to borrow any instrument if what they will be playing is a big instrument. After the announcement, he dismissed them.

Ryoma stood up and walked out of the room. Sakuno was following him. When she finally caught up to him, she asked, "Umm...Ryoma-kun?"

"What?" He asked, slightly irritated that the girl was being very noisy. He calmed himself down and took a deep breath.

"A-are you not going to sign for the t-tennis club?" she asked shyly.

"Not now." He quickly answered.

"Oh. Okay. I'll be going now. I will also apply for the women's tennis club today. See you tomorrow." She said and then rushed outside to the field and searched for the court.

Meanwhile, Ryoma wandered around the school because he does not want to go home yet and see the annoying face of his father. He ended up watching the tennis team. He sat on the bleachers and watched as they do their practice drills. He was itching to play tennis but he knew that he must not rush. He just stared at them and observed their practice. He occasionally commented about their stances and noticed their flaws.

"Mada mada dane." He muttered to himself.

Some of the regulars who were running their laps noticed the freshman sitting on the bleachers. One of the regulars was the second year who woke Ryoma after lunch period. They looked at him interestedly and continued running. The captain noticed Ryoma and approached him.

"What are you doing there, freshman?" the captain asked him sternly. Ryoma eyed him and answered in a flat tone, "Watching your team mates practice."

"You're from this school right?" he asked. Ryoma nodded.

"What's your name?"

"Echizen Ryoma." He answered. By now, the other regulars were finished doing their laps and were approaching their captain, wondering what was going on.

"Aha! You were the rude freshman on the roof top!" one of them said.

"Who are you?" Ryoma asked. The face looks familiar but he can't remember when he saw this person.

"I'm the one who woke you up during lunch, brat."

"Sou." He answered. He stood up and prepared to leave but was stopped when a hand grabbed his shoulders.

"Are you not joining the team? You look like you know a lot about tennis." asked another one of the regulars. He has an egg shaped head and has a weird looking hairstyle.

"Maybe." He answered in a bored tone.

"Ochibi! Join the tennis club!" shouted the hyperactive cat-like sempai.

"Who are you anyways?" he asked rudely. He was really irritated now. He was not used in this kind of attention and was annoyed because weird strangers were talking to him.

"Oh. Sorry we forgot to introduce ourselves. My name is Ooishi Shuichiro. Third year. I'm the fukubuchou."

"Tezuka Kunimitsu. I'm the buchou of the tennis club."

"Nya! Kikumaru Eiji desu! Yoroshiku Ohibi!"

"Kawamura Takashi desu. Yoroshiku."

"I'm Fuji Shusuke, third year."

"Inui Sadaharu, third year."

"Kaidoh Kaoru desu. Fshuuuu…"

"Momoshiro Takeshi! Yoroshiku, gaki!"

Ryoma gave them a slightly interested look. He then said, "Nice to meet you, sempai-tachi." He slightly bowed and then prepared to leave. And yet again, he was prevented by a hand on his shoulders.

"Not joining the team?" Asked the guy named Momoshiro.

"Like I said earlier, maybe." He answered and then quickly got away.

"Interesting freshman…" said Fuji.

"I hope Ochibi will join the tennis club! He is so kawaii!" Said the energetic Kikumaru.

"Everyone, 20 laps for slacking off." ordered Tezuka.

"Hai!" everyone shouted, and quickly dashed off to begin their laps.

Tezuka massaged his aching head. The freshman surely made a ruckus. He was also curious about the suspicious freshman and wondered why he would not just sign up for the team. He went back to the courts and observed his team.

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"I'm home." Ryoma announced as he walked inside their house. Nanako and Rinko greeted him back.

"Welcome home. How was school today, Ryoma? Did you feel fine?" asked the slightly worried Rinko.

"It was okay. And I feel fine oka-san." He answered. Then a thought came into his mind. I wonder if she will allow me to join the tennis club.

"Oka-san." He called as he was sitting on the living room.

"What is it, Ryoma?" she asked.

"Could I join the tennis club?" he asked straight ahead. He is not one to beat around the bush and , besides he wants to find out right away about her answer.

"Eh? Why would you join the tennis club? Didn't we already tell you to avoid straining yourself? And also you told us that you will join the music club. What happened to that?" Rinko asked worriedly

"Well…they looked strong and I want to play them. I already joined the music club. But that is just a hobby. What I really want is to join the tennis club." Ryoma answered.

"What is this about? HUH! Seishounen? You joining the tennis club?" Nanjiroh asked suspiciously. Although he would want his son to play tennis, he is also worried about his health. He didn't want his condition to worsen especially now that he is getting better.

"I did not join yet, baka-oyaji!" He answered.

"Anyway Ryoma, honey, you're not allowed to join the tennis club. Your doctor said that you should avoid any physical strains." Rinko calmly said.

"But oka-san! I promise to always bring my medicine. I will not push myself too hard and also I will only do things moderately. Please allow me to join, oka-san." He asked respectfully and politely. It was quite out of character of him to plead to his mother. But he wanted to join the team so badly. He wanted his mother to allow him to play.

Sigh! "Oh, okay. Promise that you'll not overdo it?"

"Hai!" Ryoma said happily. He then rushed to his room and arranged his tennis racquets. He was really glad that his parents allowed him to join. He can't wait for the next day.

AN: That's it for now! Now, tell me what you think about it! Thank you for being patient and reading this amateur-ish fan fic. BTW, this is my first POT fic! How's this for my first time? Pretty good or boring? REVIEW ALREADY! :)