Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Prince of Tennis.

"talking in Japanese"

thoughts

- Time Skip -

- Time Reverse -

Prologue - Trapped

Normal POV

"Who do you think you are!? You ruined my life and now you want freedom!? How dare you!" An angry feminine voice shouted at a 10-year-old boy as she continued to strike him.

"Now stay here unless I call you! And clean yourself up, you piece of worthless trash." The women concluded as she decided that her stress of the day was relieved.

After woman shut the door, the boy barely had the strength to get up. His small build did not appear to be in any shape to move, but he dragged himself to the bathroom that was connected to his dark room and looked at himself.

Pale skin, semi-dark eye bags surrounding clear golden gem-like eyes that lacked the gleam of a child, very skinny body, and a straight stone-like face met the boy as he peered at the mirror.

This has been going on for 7 years now...

- 7 years ago -

"Mama! Papa! Huggie." a little boy who was 2 years old with big gold eyes and black hair with tints of green on his hair reached his arms up to his mother and father.

"Oh, come here Ryo-chan!" The mother brought him up into her arms and cooed at him. The little boy laughed without a care in the world. All he knew was that he was happy with him mom and dad. He thought that as long as he had his mom and dad nothing wrong will ever go on... However, he never considered the harshness of the world being against him.

A week after that day, it was the little boy's birthday and he was turning 3-years-old.

"Ryoma, happy birthday! Now, where does the birthday boy want to go today?" The father asked the three-year-old Ryoma.

"Daddy, I want to go to the tennis courts and play tennis!" Ryoma shouted with a big smile on his face.

"As the birthday boy says, we're heading for the courts then!" The mother laughed lightly as she packed supplies for an outing.

When the trio was ready, they headed, as Ryoma commanded jokingly, to get some gear for him. The parents, planning ahead, had already set up his gear by preordering a tennis racket and his bag.

Heading towards the courts had Ryoma so excited that he jumps along the boardwalk along the shores, heading to the courts. Hours of sweating, yelling and running left little Ryoma tired and content. His mother was smiling warmly and his father grinning, racket bouncing on his shoulder. Their Ryoma was growing and they knew he held a strength to be pillars to many.

During their trip back, on the same boardwalk, Ryoma was is his father's arms as his mother was holding their bags; of course, the father had to take his own. It was peaceful and the three chatted about the games. Ryoma's eyes were drooping downward, drawing him into deep sleep-

Suddenly Ryoma was jerked back, causing him to open his eyes in alarm, only to meet... the sight of a truck headed towards his little family. His father had jerked his mother to the side causing the sensation to be felt by Ryoma, however, it was all too late. The truck swirled and impacted Ryoma's father leading to make contact with his mother, resulting with Ryoma being shielded by his mother and father; their last and final act of love towards Ryoma.

That was the last of Ryoma's happy memories as his life made a steep drop... right into hell.

Ryoma's mother and father died and Ryoma lived, but he had a very weak body because of the accident. Being crushed by two grown adults, even though they did protect him, and hit by a massive truck does not leave one unscarred; mentally and physically.

The mental trauma locked Ryoma's memories of the instant before he opened his eyes and the increasing pain that surrounded him.

He woke up in a hospital a month later, after most his wounds healed, calling for his parents. The heartbroken cry that surrounded the hospital soon after the news was broken to the boy caused heart-wrecking pain and pity to grow.

His only living relative, his mother's sister, aunt Meino, who was one of the sweetest women that he knew out of all his mother's friends, crafted hell for him in her house. Meino took not pity in her lifeless body of a nephew. She saw the cause of her only families' death, her grief, and a source of stress relief.

Once authorities had assigned him under her care and had left, Meino showed his true colors. Ryoma was physically attack continuously be his aunt, causing his body to not completely heal; instead, gaining more sources of pain on his body. However, to Ryoma, that had not been the most painful part of it all; it was the verbal attacks she would execute.

"Their death was all your fault! Why did you come to me? Why? Everything is your fault!" Meino screamed at Ryoma.

Ryoma had lost all reason to counter her, in which he learned, after a painful lesson for a lesson to his simple question of 'why?'.

"Why you ask? Seriously? Because you were selfish and asked to go to the tennis courts, Rinko and Nanjiro died! You killed my sister! You killed the man that I gave up on for Rinko. You killed them! Only if you weren't selfish. Only if you weren't born, then none of this would happen! You are useless and not needed!"

Ryoma had taken in her verbal and physical attacks as he took in what she had said to him. She's right... I do not deserve anything and I am the cause of mommy and daddy going away. He shed no tears and he sunk even further into himself.

Once alone, tears came down Ryoma's face as his whole body ached, but most of all his heart ached.

- 7 years later -

Ryoma looked into the mirror with bruises all over his body. It has been like for 7 years, huh. Ryoma thought to himself as he cleaned himself up and struggling with every wound. When he was done, he went back to his room and started reading school books that were thrown in his room. All he knew were from books that he had picked up from around his aunt's house, not his because he had no right to claim anything, that were tossed around from his aunt's profession: a teacher.

Author's Note

Hiya my dear readers~! Secret here!

I'm plain evil I know... But it will get better... I think. Anyways, I have rewritten this chapter and made it into the prologue, so the whole chapter things are all screwed up until I rewrite all my chappies.

Rewritten: 31 January 2017

Hope you enjoyed it! Please tell me how it's going! Thx for reading.

Until the next update or rewirite ~ SecretWingsxxx