Tennis Stars (Ryoga x Reader)

Seishun Academy

Fourteen hours. Flying. Waiting. Hoping.
All three things.
I wanted to see them again. Even their perverted father Nanjiro. Huh, I wonder I Ryoma's told anyone his father was a pro.
I continued playing my music with these thoughts running through my head before the plan stopped and I excitedly grabbed my bags and got off. My dad had set somethign up so that all of our other luggage would be sent straight to our new house. It was daytime here. And to think, we had left in the early morning yesterday.
My dad rented a car and then drove us to a large house with a tennis court in the back. I grinned as I saw it and took out my racket and balls before quickly changing into easier clothes to play in. I played on the court alone for about an hour before I decided to look around and check out other schools.
First, I checked out Rikkadai, a tennis school. They had good players, I admit, but I didn't feel like going to that school. I wanted something more challenging, Pro level or national level. Like the Echizen family.
Secondly, I checked out Hyotei Academy. Their captain was good, but he was too full of himself, no way was I going to obey someone like him. I needed someone more focused, serious, concentrated on the task at hand.
I went to a few other schools too before my dad recommended another school. Seishun Academy. Supposedly they've got a captain that's on National level. Can't wait to meet him.
I hopped on my bike and then listened to my music as I biked to the school. Hopefully this one will be the one, because if not, then there are no tennis schools I'd like to go to in Japan. Shame. Japan's got good tennis players.
I snuck up to the court and watched as their regulars played. One had bright red hair that curled up around his ears and a contagious smile and laugh. Another had spiky black hair that stuck up and was constantly being goofy. The one with the bandanna kept hissing and scaring all the first years. I'd be a second year here if I chose this school. One was a mother hen with a bad haircut. Another kept yelling "BURNING!" over and over again everytime he hit the ball. One had longer light brown hair and was always smiling even as he beat his opponents. One had glasses on and was taking notes as he watched the other players team. There was an older woman in purple watching them all and encouraging them. And then the last one had dark brown hair and glasses. He must be the captain. Nobody else on the team seems to suit the definition of a captain on a high up tennis team.
"He's always so late!" the spiky black haired kid complained. I wonder who they were talking about.
"He said he was helping a pregnant lady," the bad haircut one said with a shrug.
"Fifty laps! Whoever's last get's one of Inui's drinks!" the coach shouted. The smart one held up a pitcher of horrifying looking green liquids. Nasty. I've seen enough. I like Seishun Academy. I've made up my mind. I'm going here for school. And my first day's tomorrow.
I grinned to myself as I left silently and then went home on my bike, falling asleep on my bed as soon as I laid down. It was night time here in Japan.

The next morning, my dad woke me up with a nice breakfast. I got dressed, ate, grabbed my tennis equipment, and then ran downstairs and jumped onto my bike, getting to school early. I had already signed up for the boys tennis club yesterday in secret, so I had that to look forwards to.
The entire day, I was helping other kids on English and acing most of the classes. Ryoga had taught this all to me when I was 12. Before the Echizen's had left. Now I'm thirteen. I'm going to do my best, in tennis, in life, in school, and to find the Echizen's. Even if I have to hunt them down for another year, at least I'll get to see them again.
It'll hurt if neither of them remember me. It'll hurt a lot. We had tons of good memories together.
"Class dismissed!" the teacher shouted in Japanese. I got up and then went to the boy's court and tied my shoes tightly before grabbing my racket and following everyone else. They were all so young. I'm going to try for a regular's spot in the ranking tournaments this year. I wonder which one will get kicked out. And then this small kid in a Seigaku jersey walked onto the court with the racket over his shoulder and his hand in his pocket, a white cap obscuring his face. But even with the cap on, I knew who it was.
"Ryoma!" I shouted as I ran up to him. He looked up and his eyes widened for a second before crushing me in a hug. I laughed and then took a step back to study him. He had grown a little bit, but he was still small compared to the rest of the regulars.
"Y/N!" Ryoma said happily with a smile.
"Chibi, you know this girl?" the redhead I saw from yesterday asked with a frown.
"Who cares! Echizen hugged a girl!" the spiky haired kid said with a laugh.
"Hai. We were childhood friends," Ryoma replied before giving me another quick hug. I laughed at the other's faces. They all seemed shocked that he was hugging someone. He must've kept his serious side and his guard and mask up.
"Fifty laps, all of you!" the captain shouted. He turned to me. "And you. Do you know how to play tennis?"
"Hai. Yes," I said. "By the way, Captain, what are your names?"
"I'm Tezuka," the captain said. "The redhead is Kikumaru Eiji, Inui's the potion maker, Ryuzaki's the coach, Echizen's the youngest. Fuji's the prodigy, the one with brown hair like mine. The one who's shouting burning all the time is Kawamura. The one wearing the bandanna is Kaido. There's Oishi, he's like the mother hen. Momo is the spiky black haired one and the goofball. You're Y/N, right? The ony girl who signed up for a boy's tennis team."
"Hai. That's me," I said. "Girl tennis teams are too easy for me. I was trained by the best. The Echizens."
"It's nice to meet you, now, go run fifty laps with the rest of the regulars," Tezuka ordered. I nodded with a quick senpai and then took off and caught up to the others in a matter of time.
I looked over at Ryoma next to me. He was jogging. He looked up and caught my eye. I smirked at him and then sprinted ahead. I heard him chase after me and the two of us were neck in neck for a few seconds before I beat him to the end. He nearly crashed into my. The rest of the team was screaming about Inui's potions. Tezuka was watching this all silently. A serious captain. Good. Coach Ryuzaki was smiling with a satisfied nod.
"Regulars!" She shouted, calling them all over.
"We're doing sets now," Tezuka said. "Momo and Fuji against Inui and Kaido. Echizen and Eiji against Taka and Oishi. And Y/N and me."
"He broke up the golden pair?"
"He's making them go against each other!"
The other members of the club seemed annoyed at Tezuka's choices.
"Members, twenty laps. Last one gets Inui's special concoction," Tezuka barked, picking up his racket.
I looked over at Ryoma who was doing a few quick stretches with Kikumaru jumping around next to him. I caught sight of two girls watching Ryoma from outside the court and then sighed and turned my focus onto Tezuka.
I stretched effectively and then did a few practice swings of the racket before getting into position.
Tezuka spun his racket handle.
"Smooth," I called. It landed on rough.
"Tezuka to serve!" Ryuzaki called, sitting down in the referee seat.
I watched the ball fly through the air and then ran forwards to catch it, unconsciously slipping into my battle mode. Tezuka would be hard to beat. I knew his arm was injured, but he would still be hard to beat.
I returned the ball with a jack knife which caught him off guard.
"15-love!" Ryuzaki shouted. The other sets finished up in a few more minutes, all of them purposely losing or winning just to watch this match. I caught sight of Ryoma watching me. He nodded when he saw he had my attention. I returned ball after ball until it was my time to serve.

The game was tied, 5-5. There was a huge crowd of all the members and regulars on Seigaku's club watching us. I hit a sharp twist serve and then returned Tezuka's shot. He won the game, but it was a close call.
I went up to the net to shake hands with him. I approached but did nothing. I'd shake after I said something.
"Tezuka, next time we do a match, let's both do our absolute best. Oh, and don't strain yourself. We don't want your elbow even more hurt. Oh, and I won't tell anyone about it," I said as I stood on my side of the court. He nodded and then held his hand out. I reached my own hand out, about to shake before a tennis ball came whizzing between our hands and slamming into the fence, going through the holes with the power and speed of it. I shook Tezuka's hand quickly and then turned to see who had shot it. I saw a tall boy standing there with his hands in his pocket and a blue racket in his right hand over his shoulder.
"Ryoga?" I called. I ran over to him and then hugged him tightly. He hugged me back after a second and then looked down at me and smirked.
"Hai. It's good to see you again," Ryoga said with a smile at me before turning to Ryoma and nodding quickly. A sign of approval.
"You know him too, Chibi?" Eiji asked with another shocked look and sound.
"Hai. He's my brother," Ryoma said with a curt nod back at Ryoga.
"Brothers?!" Momo-senpai shouted.
"Hai," Ryoga replied. "Half-brothers."
"One set?" I asked Ryoga. "Ryoma, how 'bout doubles? Ryoga and I against you and someone else?"
"Hai," Ryoma said with a smirk.
"Choose anyone you'd like," I smirked.
"Oi. Momo," Ryoma said.
"Oi?! Really?!" Momo-senpai shouted excitedly. I laughed and then turned to Ryoga.
"Warm up time," I smirked. He scowled back at me before smirking back. We both got on seperate sides of the court and started rallying the ball back and fourth, not even trying. Only trying to warm ourselves up.

"Tezuka, be the referee, mind?" I called with a tilted head.
"Hai," he said as he climbed up to the chair.
"One set doubles match. Ryoga-Y/N pair against Ryoma-Momoshiro pair," Tezuka called.
And then the game began.