Prince of Tennis

Red Strings

KxK- Hi I haven't signed in for a long time and I'm coming back with a new story.

Disclaimer: I don't own PoT.

In this world there are red strings. This string connects to your destined one, it shall never break or torn apart only stretched until they meet and live happy or maybe so.

It was a very sunny morning. Echizen Ryoma was still sleeping (of course) when his mother Rinko decided to take him to his grandmother's house since they just arrived in Japan from America. Ryoma was having hesitations about going because his grandmother is very weird and mysterious but since Rinko already decided he can't say no.

Last thing he knew he was already inside the car. He was bored so he went back to sleep.

"Ryoma-kun we're here, wake up!" his mother shouted at him since he won't wake up if you do it gently. "hmmnn…. ok I'm up" Ryoma replied sleepily.

As they enter the house Ryoma was already wide awake since the walk from the gate to the house was quite a distance. A normal 12 year old boy would be panting right now due to the long walk but due to his stamina he didn't even break a sweat. His mother, who lived in this house since she was born, was used to it.

"Why did you bring here only me?" Ryoma asked. "Baka oyaji and baka aniki didn't come along" Ryoma mumbled. His mother smiled "Because neither of them is a Takeuchi." She said in a sweet gentle tone.

Ryoma raised an eyebrow "What does that have to do with all of this?" he asked curiously. "You'll know soon enough." His mother replied mysteriously as he lead him to a hall with one lone door. "Kaa-san you told us not to come here no matter what happens." Ryoma asked in a confused voice.

His mother told him "That was when you were young. Now you're old enough."

When they entered the room Ryoma saw a bright flash of red but it was gone as soon as it appeared. 'Was it only my imagination?' Ryoma asked himself.

Inside the room was very big. On the walls there were paintings of the Takeuchi Clan but the pictures were very weird, from all of them he could see strings. Red strings to be specific. He read the name plates all of them were husband and wife. "Can you see them?" asked his mother. "See what?" Ryoma asked.

"Notice anything weird about them?" his grandmother asked.

Ryoma almost jumped from his place. He didn't notice his grandmother had been there all along. "Umm, can I ask why does every picture have a red string connecting the couples together?" Roma asked curiously. His grandmother chuckled "I was right it doesn't matter if you are a boy, you can still inherit our clan's ability." Ryoma just stared at her obviously confused. She just smiled and continued "You see, the Takeuchi Clan had been harboring an ability. An ability that is believed that only females can used since the Takeuchis always bear daughters not once bearing a son and in our history there are only two males and one is the one who married Tomosaki Kizuna and then the legacy bagan." She closed her eyes remembering what her great grandparents told her about their grandparents.

"I'm guessing the second male is me." Ryoma stated.

"Yes and when you were born many of our clan was afraid as to how would we cope with the power being gone. Our family has helped many people during many generations using that power and as I can see we won't have any problems." She replied.

"Wait please explain more about this power." Ryoma said curiously.

"Of course" She cleared her throat. "We have the ability to see red strings. They connect people to their destined one and our job is to help them find their partner since we can see them. The strings cannot be broken just stretched until they meet each other." She smiled.

"If the strings will be stretched until they find one another why do we need to help them?" Ryoma asked raising an eyebrow.

His grandmother smiled sadly and said "True but that only happens if they are lucky."

"What do you mean?" Ryoma is very curious about this.

"If your destined one die before you realize you love him or her, you will be alone forever" She replied sadly.

"Ryoma, I want you to look at my pinky and tell me what you see" She requested.

Ryoma nodded and look at her grandmother's finger.

"It's black. The string is black." Ryoma said confused.

"Exactly, I didn't find him and as I grew older it turned black so I concluded that he's dead." She said with teary eyes. "I want you to continue helping people and I want you to be happy. Do you accept this task?"

"I don't really have a choice do I?" Ryoma said bluntly.

Her grandmother chuckled "No you don't."

Ryoma sighed and turned to his mother. "We can go now, excuse us mother." She said as she bowed to her mother turning to leave with Ryoma in tow.

TBC