A/N: Well, well, seems like the seven freaks (meaning my split personalities) has worked together. For once again, I'm able to come up with a Prince of Tennis story. And oh my, this time, to make it a little more exciting, I've put in just a tiny bit of Kaleido Star (another anime) into it all. But fear not! You aren't had to have seen it, because you can easily follow, what's going on! I'm only using a few names and stuff like that! :)

This might not become 3000 words pr chapter!

Now; ENJOY!

Yaaa, nearly forgot!

Talking is: "bla bla"

Thinking is (when Your POV): bla bla

The (good) voice within: bla bla

And they are no longer middle-school students, but high schoolers! Yay! So that means Ryoma is 15 and once again a freshman, while the rest is 1-2 years older. Just like usual, except high school!

I guess that covers it all? Ne?

Seven Years Later

Chapter 1 - To Return

Dear Diary!

I'm so excited (and I just can't hide it - great song)! Today, we've landed in Japan, can you believe it?! - we're back to where it all started! Of course I had to throw up a couple of times in the plane -.- Yeah, it sucks, but there's nothing you can do about it - and I'm even able to do flips twenty meters up in the air … a few bumps in an airplane makes me go all green and 'ugh' …? I'm seriously lame …!

Me and airplanes … it's just like every normal kid and school - IT'S JUST WRONG!

But enough of all this! I'm finally back and I might be able to meet them all again! God, I really-

Slowly, her hand moved over the page, as if reading word by word, but then, in a quick movement; she ripped it out and curled it into a small ball. She stared at it, lying in her hand. She smiled sadly. "I really - what?" She muttered to herself, while throwing it at a trashcan. "… I wonder …" She stood up from the stone bench in the terminal, her eyes looking at the people passing by, but then again not. They meant nothing to her … they were just another face in the crowd - faces, which she had seen thousand of. While she was at it, she shuffled the little book down into her handbag.

Then, as she stretched her arms, she walked over to the three other people, who were talking - or rather arguing for one of them - together. She leaned against the tallest; a guy with light-blonde hair; all dressed in white, while she yawned. He looked onto her and ruffled up her blackish hair.

She laughed - this was her new family.

But still … having returned to Japan, the feeling deep inside of her was once again returning to life. They were here … somewhere - all of them.

"Tell me; what's going on?" She asked puzzled, pushing her pillar.

"It seems the rest will be late …" A rather tanned man, with sunglasses on his forehead, spoke up, looking really! annoyed. She shook her head hopelessly at him.

"Don't be mad, Carlos, neh?" She beamed at him, yet only to receive a burning look. Of course, having known her for quite some time, she recoiled. Rule number one: Don't go near Carlos, when he looks like he'll kill you! Well … that's a rule used for everyone, who wants to kill you … but seriously, do NOT go near him! Yet still, she tilted her head, as her eyes fell on an ice-cream stand. "Oh, and-" she smirked. "I'll be back!"

Happily, not caring that the rest of her 'big family' were late, she jumped over and stopped in front the counter. With her mouth completely open (and drooling), she looked at the different flavours, trying to make out the Japanese signs. It had been so long since she had last tried reading them, but apparently, it was in her blood - and it all came back to her.

Welcome back to Japan.

"Thank you!" She whispered.

--P-o-T--

"Oi! Kiddo, the car is here!"

She froze in midair, as she had jumped around as a hyper bunny in the airport, thinking it as too boring to just sit and wait (being an order from Carlos). But in the end, it seemed she had been spotted once again. She frowned, having her gaze fixed on a souvenir-shop. She turned around and smiled an innocent smile at the guy from earlier. "Hi, Yuri!" Was her oh-so-happy retort.

Though, he just shook his head and grabbed her arm, dragging the now struggling girl after him.

"Did Carlos infect you with his bad mood?" She grinned.

"No."

"Oh! So you're not mad!"

"Yes."

"Oh …"

--P-o-T--

"And where do you think; you are going?"

Once again, she had been caught with the hand in the cookie-jar and froze. A hand on the door; on her way sneaking out of the hotel-room. "Err- the …" She looked around. "T-the- um-" She grabbed a bucket, unluckily standing next to her. "We've run out of ice! Yes, yes!" She nodded furiously, trying to lie - even though it was one of the hardest things for her. "So …!"

"Fine, hurry." Carlos said, massaging his head. He should just have tied her up and left her in the US. Why, why did he have to take her with him?!

"Yes sir!"

Quickly she left the room, leaving her friends behind. Carlos sighed and started reading a book; probably about how to control uncontrollable people. "Yuri, mind keeping an eye on her?"

Also sighing, Yuri stood up.

"Alright …"

--P-o-T--

Your POV

You quickly looked back, making sure no-one was following or watching you. Having checked your surroundings completely, you figured there was no danger nearby. And so you dropped the bucket with a clank! and opened the nearest window in the half-dark hall. Then your head popped outside, glancing downwards onto the street below, where cars rushed by. You smirked. Piece of cake! You thought. It would only be a drop on a few meters or so - well … rather twenty, but not that big a difference!

You placed your foot in the window and lifted yourself up with ease. A gust of wind blew past you, making your hair sway across your face, blurring some of your vision. Yet you quickly used a hand and tugged it behind your ears. "Hm … wind too?" You mused, also having to take that into your calculations.

Leaning out, about to do the freefall to the ground below, a familiar voice spoke up to you - as bored as usual, even though his friend was about to do the jump … most people would see it as suicide.

"Why don't you just take the elevator?"

You smiled, as you looked back onto Yuri. "No fun." You stated, sticking out your tongue at him. Then you let go of the window-frame with your hands and toppled out the window.

"Hey!" Yuri ran for the opening and stared after you. "Come back!"

"A little too late …" You muttered, as, well … it's pretty hard to turn back, falling out the window. Unless, of course; you're Spiderman. But you weren't, were you? Air blew against you, slowing your pace only a little. As you fell, you suddenly started wondering how to actually keep yourself away from being splattered out over the pavement …

A little late perhaps?

"Just a little, yes."

Less than five meters from the ground - and after everyone had noticed a person falling - you found a way out of … well, death. A flagpole was 'glued' to the wall above the entrance and with a hand you grabbed it. Flinching, you spun around, let go and - unharmed - landed on your feet on the pavement. You smiled and walked away. People looked after you, muttering to each other; not that it was something you cared about though … But then they all recoiled, as yet another person landed among them. The blonde-haired man massaged his head, quickly walking after his target. "Damn that girl ...!"

In stead you stopped by two roads crossing and stared at the nearest sign. Where to go? You thought slowly, pondering why exactly you even had snuck out in the first place. Oh well! Just got to follow my feet! And so you started making your way out into the unknown world of Japan …

--P-o-T--

You leaned back in the seat, curiously looking at the people nearby. You smiled as the train started, making you fall a little ahead of yourself. Once again it had moved out from a platform, and once again you hadn't gotten off. You bit down into your lower lip, wondering, arguing with yourself about when to get off. Hm …?

The sound of the brakes setting in, as it had suddenly gotten to another platform, make you snap out of your daydreaming. You decided to just get off and 'get it over with'.

Now, where are we?

"I-I've seen this place before!" You exclaimed, your head moving left and right with super-sonic speed, remembering it all clearly. Indeed you had. Without noticing, you had led yourself back. Back, to where it all started …

Without thinking about it, you had stopped at the platform, which you had always stopped at. Memories returned and everything else was pushed out of your mind … You followed long-lost steps, going. Just going … Your hands moved over the walls, railings, trees. Everything. You took it all in, remembering every step you had taken … so long ago.

You smiled.

Wonder how they are?

"Probably well." She answered.

--P-o-T--

Well, dunno what you thought of it? But I got a second part in writing at the moment too, but might update Powerful Rikkai Dai first. Also, I'll only continue this story, if I get some reviews and if you guys liked it. But I'll try and update some more, since you might not have a chance to know, what's going on just yet. But! We'll never know, will we?

Let's just see!

Review please! :)