So this is a quick two-shot describing friendships and relationships between the Kuroko No Basuke and Prince of Tennis characters. This is how I imagine them interacting with each other.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko No Basuke or Prince of Tennis. They belong to Tadatoshi Fujimaki and Takeshi Konomi respectively.

Tennis Courts, Tokyo

The sun was shimmering off of the new tennis courts and a light breeze played with the pristine nets. The newly opened courts were almost completely empty except for a small body resting in the far corner. Not many would have noticed the young woman sleeping there for she was of a small stature and she preferred it that way. If someone were to look closely they would have found that she was very well toned; an intense athlete. A spill of long, dark hair tumbled out around the napping female but her arm was thrown across her eyes preventing her from noticing or caring. Her shapely figure was wrapped in golden skin and the trickles of sunlight that filtered into her spot shone off the greenish highlights in her hair. A bow shaped, pink mouth was opening and closing softly, in time to the soft rise and fall of her chest. A white Fila cap was next to her and next to the hat was a blue tennis bag. The girl was dressed in a pair of black and white tennis shorts and a red t-shirt. A light black jacket completed the ensemble.

Echizen Ryouko was a sight to behold. Her angelic appearance was only altered slightly by the two cartilage piercings in the top of her right ear that her senpai Fuji had forced her into. He had said they "complemented her exotic looks" before shoving her down into a chair at the studio he had dragged her to. Using his newly turned eighteen status; he scared the studio owner into giving Ryouko the piercings despite her age of sixteen. Ryouko could have let them grow in but she enjoyed the look of sorrow that was on her father's face whenever he saw them and, though she would never admit to thinking so materialistically, they did suit her. The only bitter thought that still came with the piercings was that she was sure Fuji had slipped sake into the ponta she had been drinking that night. Sometimes she truly mistrusted her sneaky senpai.

Anyway, back to the sleeping beauty, her entire physical being would enrapture any boy. Indeed many a male tennis player had fallen for 'the Brat of Seigaku' but it was never meant to be, mostly because of Ryouko's formally mentioned bratty qualities. She was blunt, single minded, rude, cocky, and a down right nasty brat. It was her personality that saved the other section of tennis players because most of them couldn't stand to be near her attitude for more than several hours. Only the Seigaku regulars and a few of her closer rivals- a.k.a. Monkey King, Yukimura, Sanada and the Devil Boy- enjoyed the girl's company and actually went out of their way to seek her out. But these were all brotherly relationships - The Rikkaidai regulars were questionable on this front- and they only cared for her safety, happiness and well-being.

Samurai Junior in her younger years only cared about three things, tennis, ponta and Karupin. Over time she had expanded that circle to her friends and family. Even her baka Aniki had a soft spot in her heart. Ryouko was dreaming of all the things she cared about, especially Karupin, when the disgusting boys came onto her court. They were loud, one was bragging about girls and tennis, and this did not mix well with the Prince. She was a tomboy through and through so her competitive spirit ruled her actions. This may have lead to the confrontation between the group of buffoons and herself. The female with a cocky personality woke to unwanted noise and presences. Golden eyes blearily blinked themselves clear and a positively challenging smirk worked its way onto her lips. Hn, this should be entertaining.

Basketball Courts, Near The Tennis Courts, Tokyo

Kuroko Tetsumi was not pleased. She had been looking forward to playing on the new street courts all week but a certain idiotic tiger hadn't done his necessary chores. Now she was stuck at the courts alone without her light and she thought she had the right to be a bit more than a little ticked. Of course the usually apathetic girl didn't let this show on her face. She never understood why some people felt the need to express their emotions so outrageously. Besides, next to no one noticed her anyway so what was the point in letting out her inner thoughts for the occasional person to see? So she was left with thundering emotions and her trademark deadpan expression. Bakagami!

Tetsumi's straight, shoulder length, powder blue hair fell in front of her face. She impatiently brushed away her bangs as she reread the text from Kagami Taiga over and over again. A dark look appeared in her large but defined blue eyes that would make the tiger shiver in fear.

Her smoldering train of though came to a halt when she heard loud voices being raised behind her. They were coming from the connected tennis courts where the petite bluenette spotted a gaggle of males. Her eye twitched. If there was one thing Kuroko Tetsumi could not stand it was when people picked on each other using sports. Without even recognizing her movement, Tetsumi found herself on the tennis courts, near the boys. She saw them facing off with a short female wearing a white Fila cap that she had pulled low over her face. A smirk played over the new girl's lips.

"Are you deaf or something? How many times do I have to repeat it before it sinks into your thick skull. I was here first so why don't you slugs just move along?" Her words were childish, condescending and yet strangely some of the most irritating words Tetsumi had ever heard spoken. The other female must have been a master at provocation. Her expression, tone, words, and body position were all in the exactly correct placement for maximum irritation. But now that the sixth member of the Generation of Miracles got a good look at her, she suddenly realized how badly this situation could escalate. The girl was thin but well muscled. She had the build of a top athlete but she could only be a few inched taller than Tetsumi's five feet. The bluenette could relate to the girl hight wise.

"Listen girly, you've got an ugly attitude and all but I'm willing to put that aside if you just step down and let my buddies and I play on the court. Maybe I'll even treat you to a date after if you promise to shut that trap of yours." His goons chuckled stupidly behind him and the leader of the gang leered at the young, cap-wearing woman. Quite unexpectedly, the smirk appeared full-blown on the girl's face.

"Play me for it." The leader of the goons laughed but Tetsumi's blood ran cold. The look in the other female's eyes was merciless and the invisible girl knew how this was going to end. Power wafted off of the golden eyed girl as she strode confidently onto the new court and took her position in front of the net.

"Rough or smooth?" She asked in her lazy drawl.

"You can take first serve cutie. This shouldn't take long." Tetsumi contemplated the stupidity of the man and how he could possibly find himself charming. The dark haired girl, whose long hair had been tied into a ponytail, bounced the neon-yellow colored tennis ball before twirling her red racket once.

BAM! Tetsumi was known for her excellent observation skills so she could still see the ball, but hardly. Luckily the courts were high tech so she checked the speed of the serve on the scoreboard. One hundred ninety kilometres an hour.

"Yada, yada, that was so slow. Clearly I need to warm up first." She drawled. The buffoon was standing at the baseline in shock. He would never be able to move so quickly.

"Ara, referee aren't you going to call that?" One of the buffoon's lackeys jumped from his place on the tall chair.

"Ah-h, f-fiteen love." The dark haired girl prepared to serve again but this time it shot past her opponent at even greater speeds. Tetsumi glanced at the scoreboard again. One hundred ninety eight kilometres an hour.

"Easy there cutie. Maybe we don't have to play. I'll just leave." The words tumbled out of the leader's mouth ungracefully as he backed away from the tennis court.

"No." She said before serving again. This time it was different. Tetsumi noticed a slightly different spin on the ball and tried to refrain from laughing. Sure enough, the ball found its mark on the leader's face before the coward ran away with his cronies following behind. She had to hand it to the girl; she was an amazing player.

"Tch, coward." The talented female scoffed.

"That was brilliant. An admirable feat." Tetsumi spoke for the first time. The usually invisible prodigy watched as the only sign of shock on the other girl's face was a slight widening of her eyes but that was quickly fixed. It seemed she preferred an emotionless front just as much as Tetsumi did.

"Hardly. The gorilla had it coming." She said it like it was nothing but Tetsumi saw scrutiny in her eyes. The tennis playing girl was sizing her up.

"I would have stepped in to help earlier but it didn't look like you needed it." Tetsumi bowed slightly. "Thank you for getting rid of the trouble mongers."

The dark haired girl raised an eyebrow at her actions. "You are pretty weird Invisibility-chan." Tetsumi just let a small smile grace her features.

Tennis Courts, Tokyo, Several Weeks Later

"Here you go Ryouko-chan." Tetsumi handed a specially made bento to her friend before grabbing her own. In the past few weeks a strange but comfortable friendship had blossomed between the two prodigies. As luck would have it Ryouko had in fact expanded her single-mindedness enough to know about the Generation of Miracles and the rumors of the invisible player. She had told Tetsumi that her friend Momo was a fan of basketball and had raved to her about the players and rumors surrounding them during one of their many burger runs. In return Tetsumi had kept up to date in the tennis scene and had heard about the 'Prince of Tennis' and Seigaku. Kise had heard Teiko's team speak of them in fear and awe during his time in the tennis club. Both acknowledged each other's strength but neither pushed each other to play a sport they didn't want to.

Tetsumi found that Ryouko was very much like a combination of herself and Aomine. She was fairly apathetic and uncaring towards most things but when it came to tennis her competitive side kicked in. She was completely bratty but Tetsumi found amusement in it rather than frustration. Ryouko found that Tetsumi complimented her personality perfectly, something she rarely found with most people. She knew she was difficult to deal with and had the most 'uncute attitude' of any girl as Monkey King liked to put it but Ryouko didn't want to change. She didn't feel the need to nor did she care enough to want to. Tetsumi's cooking abilities were just a bonus to her personality (apparently her 'light' as she put it had insisted on teaching her).

"Hn, Arigatou." Ryouko replied before taking a bite out of her onigiri. She just about swooned at the taste. Oh, Japanese food, how I love you!

Their compatibility even seemed to reach towards their eating habits as Tetsumi always had leftovers and Ryouko was still a bit hungry. This was the beginning of the strange friendship of Kuroko Tetsumi and Echizen Kuroko.