A/N: Hello!

Well, I decided to write a new story. But first some things.

First, this story has with tennis to do, but she is going to concentrate more on the hospital, music and school life.

Second, Ryoma is ooc. I wanted to write a Ryoma who would be more childish. Meaning more smiling. But no worry, her cocky attitude is going to exist just as her cold attitude.

Third, there are going to be oc, but they aren't a main focus in this story.

Fourth, I didn't decided which pairing it would have but there is going to be one.

Fifth, the chapters are probably short, sorry for that.

And last, English is not my native language, mistakes are to be excepted. So, it would be appreciated, if you friendly correct me.

Well, enough explained, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Well, if I would own Prince of Tennis, no one would read/see it.

Data Master

Twack. Twack. Twack. The boy was trembling. He was afraid. Well, he had all right, to be afraid. Because his opponent was not some ordinary boy. It was Yanagi Renji. The Data Master, one of the three Demons of Rikkai. It was clearly his unlucky day. "Chance of winning, 100%", Yanagi muttered. His opponent wasn't even one bit strong. He couldn't even gather one bit data. Well, data that would benefit Rikkai. He sighed. Sanada told them to gather data, at some tournaments. Sadly, there wasn't much data.

A girl, with black-greenish hair, looked at one of the two players. Yanagi Renji. She heard much of him. It was just pure luck, that she could see him playing. She was on her way, to her new school, as she heard, that he was playing, somewhere near. The girl smirked, he was good, she wanted to play him. Maybe she could? 'Then again...', she shook her head, 'It's gonna be okay.' She hoped it.

Renji won his game and was on his way, back to Rikkai, as he saw a girl surrounded by boys. The boys smirked and she glared at them. Something said him, he should help her. Well, it wasn't like he would let something other happen. One of the guys, grabbed her wrist and Yangai walked towards them.

"What do we have here?", asked one of the guys mock. "Let me go", the girl coldly said. "Why should we? After all-" "Let her go", interrupted someone the guys. They all turned around and saw a guy, with brown hair and closed eyes. One of the guys smirked, "and what if I don't wanna?" "We could play a tennis match, if the rackets aren't just for show." "Tch, this maybe to much for you. Who are you, even? Ah, wait you don't need to say it. We don't need the name of a loser", the holder of the girls wrist spoke. "Yanagi Renji, the Data master. One of Rikkai's three demons." All looked at the girl, who looked at the brown-haired boy. "What?", asked one of the dense guys. "You're right. I'm Yanagi Renji." The guys realized, what was said and began to shake. "Y-yanagi Renji!" They all ran away. The girl rolled her eyes, at them. She looked at Yanagi. "Thank you." "No problem."

Yanagi Renji was sure of it. The girl was not a fangirl and thought serious of tennis. Yet, as he observed her closer, he could see, she was beautiful. She had black hair, with green tints and hazel eyes. But something was off. She was pale. But not just pale. Sickly pale. The girl looked, somehow, weak. He remembered, that when one of the guys grabbed her wrist, she winced. Maybe the grip was to strong? Renji took her wrist and pushed the sleeve up. There were bruises. And they all seemed to bad, just for a strong grip. She blinked. "This are normal. You shouldn't concern yourself, with them." He wanted to protest, but as he saw her expression he couldn't.

Who would have thought, that he noticed. Then again, he was the Data Master, after all. To have such good observing skills, with closed eyes. He resembled him a bit. He wanted to say something nut let it be, after he saw her face. "For saving me, I'm want to repay somehow. Something you want?" her mother learned her, how to appreciate and repay things. She learned her manners and because of this, her pride wouldn't let it be. "You don't need-" "I'm not gonna accept a no." Yanagi sighed, "Okay, I would like a coffee." Ryoma blinked and then smiled, as the words sank in. "Okay."

A bit later, the two could be seen, in a cafe, ordering something. "I would like a black coffee", Yanagi simply ordered. "For me a vanilla milkshake, please." "A vanilla shake?", Yanagi asked, as the waiter walked away. Ryoma nodded. "lie data." Ryoma sweatdropped. "You love data, don't you?" "Information are a dangerous weapon." Ryoma blinked at this. "...Yeah, it is." Yanagi noticed her faltering and changed the topic, "what's your name?" He came, wit her, without knowing her name. This was not a smart idea. Sanada wouldn't be happy. "Ryoma." He remembered something, from long ago. "Is something, Yanagi-san?" "Nothing."

Pure luck. Yeah, that was it. Yanagi Renji could easily find out who she was, when he would hear her last name, Echizen. It was pure luck he didn't ask. "Thank you, for the coffee. I'm going to accompany you home." Ryoma paled. "Ah, I don't want to bother you." "It wouldn't bother me, really." It's not of use. He doesn't give up. "So, where do you live?" "I live...in a...d-dorm." "A dorm? Of which school?" "Uh...Rikkaidai." "Perfect, I can bring you there." Oh, I forgot, that he goes there. "Well?" Shit, today I have a meeting, in the hospital. If I come to late, Akira-chan is going to kill me! But if I want to come early, Yanagi finds out...what do I do now? "Is something, Ryoma-chan?" Uh...I can't come to late. "Yanagi-senpai." "Yes?"

In a white room, in a bed was a feminine boy. Someone knocked, at the door and he smiled, "come in." The door opened and Yanagi walked in. But he wasn't alone. A girl was with him. "Seiichi." "Good day, Renji. Who is this?" As Renji wanted to say something, Ryoma bowed. "My name is Ryoma, Yukimura-san." A feisty one, Ryoma...like her.

"Why did you bring Ryoma here?" "She also has a room here." Seiichi blinked, "...she does?" Ryoma nodded, "yeah, Yanagi-senpai decided to introduce me to you, for a bit company." "Ah, okay. Senpai?" "She also goes to Rikkai." "I see." "Ryoma-chan." She turned around and saw a boy, with grey hair and eyes. "Akira-chan!" She smiled brightly, jumped and hung to him. He sighed. "The results are here." "Ah, okay. I'm going to see you later!" As she wanted to walk away, she stopped. "Please, don't say to someone, that I'm not healthy." With that she walked away.

In a room, in Tokyo, were eight boys, in a dark classroom. They all stood in various positions. One guy, with a pained smile on his face, spoke, "Ryoma...we said we would support you", the guy opened his eyes, to revel captivating sapphire, "but sorry, I can't let it happen a second time."

Somewhere glass broke.

A/N: Well, this was the first chapter. Did you like it? Did you hate it? Is there something I need to correct?