Anytime Now (Prince of Tennis)

"GAME SET WON BY ECHIZEN RYOMA 6-4!!"

An outbreak of shrieks shattered the stadium, making even me wish I had brought a pair of ear plugs.

But at the center of all the cries, a group of tennis players brimmed with utmost happiness, they've won the title and now they could finally celebrate.

I smiled from my perch on the balcony, "Mah, mah, not bad for a chibi." My feet ached from standing still for far too long, I pushed myself off the railings, grinning, maybe a few rounds of tennis would help, already too riled up from watching a match from chibi anyways.

My eyes widened when my back connected with a wall, in fact, I bet it wasn't a wall.

"Oi, bitch, watch where you're going."

I peered up at a sneering face, eyebrows knitted together with a murderous glare. Just walk away slowly and apologize.

"What did you call me?"

Ah, fuck.

I cocked my head up in irritation, trying to meet his eyes even if he was a good head taller than me, damn my genetics.

He proceeded to move closer, a low rumble escaped from his throat, "I said, watch where you're moving bitch." The words dripping with venom as he spat.

Is this supposed to be intimidating?

By now a crowd has taken notice, too afraid to intervene yet too interested to move away. Good, I'll teach this punk what happens when you anger me.

"Oh? I'm sorry, I guess I didn't notice your non-existent pupils that can't register a damn thing! Nevertheless a human being in your trajectory." I spat, taking a step forward to jab a finger into his chest.

He growled, "Ah, I guess a bitch will always be a bitch, all bark and no bite."

The idea of maiming this person was so close to reality, so very, very close. "God dammit, you silver dog! I w-"

"Dog?! What t-"

"Jin!" A small blue blur appeared in front of both our whiplashing, through close examination it was a small boy, with bright blue hair. He grimaced and bowed deeply, I tilted my head in confusion.

"I'm terribly sorry," His head popped right back up, "Jin can be rude but he's actually a real big softie, so don't take his words for granted." Add a big bright grin and I'm ready to adopt him. An extra Echizen would be nice, considering the other two are as arrogant as a billionaire's spoiled brat.

"Tch, what are you doing here? I don't need a brat taking care of me, I've got everything under control." The supposed silver dog, Jin said.

The boy rubbed his head sheepishly, "Well..."

I gave Jin a withering glare before patting the boys head, "What's your name, sweetie?" Because boy was he cute and I felt like coddling him like a puppy.

He beamed, "I'm Dan Taichi, first year tennis manager of Jin Akutsu, at your service!" His exuberant manner couldn't help but put a smile on my face, then a rather surprising one afterwards as the words 'tennis' and 'manager' processed through my mind.

I looked up at the Jin who no one would probably ever approach because of his scary mood that spills out like miasma and couldn't help but let a small giggle out.

"Pft, as much as I'm starting to love you, you're the manager of that dog? And you're how much younger than him?"

"Ex-manager and quit calling me a dog, bitch." He hissed.

This time I wasn't fazed by his outward hostility, instead wanting to sate my curiosity, "So...you play tennis I hear?" My eyes trailed up to Jin, who's eyes held a sense of superiority.