This is a revised version of Chapter 1. Sorry

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Chapter 1

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It was a normal day. Yes, with normal morning practice or maybe not. Atobe decided to hold another festival involving Seigaku, Hyotei, Rikkai Dai. Too bad, Seigaku was told to hold a play. What's worse was they were doing Sleeping Beauty.

"Why is a boy's tennis club doing 'Sleeping Beauty'!?'" Momo exclaimed.

What he said was true though. Yes, it was for entertainment but nonetheless it seemed like a skit more than a play. Of course, everyone didn't want to play any embarrassing roles; hence, almost every role was for a female. They were lucky if they would only be chosen to be extras. The true unlucky ones were the regulars because they had the lead roles. In the end, they just decided to draw sticks, with the role written on the other end. There were victory screams, there were cries of depressions and there were just silent frustrations.

"Heh, why am I the queen, nya?!?!" Kikumaaru squealed while waving his arms up and down.

"Everyone gather!" Tezuka ordered

The all gave back the sticks to Inui while the guy wrote down their roles.

"Then I will announce the main roles." Inui grinned and his glasses flickered.

"Tezuka – king , Kikumaru – queen , KawamuraMomoshiroKaidoh – fairies , Oishi – maid , I am – " Inui still didn't read his until the last moment. When he read his role, he turned to sand.

"AH! Inui-senpai has gone blank again!" Momo exclaimed

As Inui disappeared into nothingness, they read what he dropped. Their jaws dropped and despaired for the guy when they read his role. 'Witch'

"Hoi!! Inui, left out the main roles!!" the acrobatic player wailed.

Inui didn't continue because all the sticks that were drawn weren't returned completely. Inui didn't continue because he didn't know who were the prince and princess, or did he? Since Inui didn't join the drawing of lots, there were only two possible persons left. They looked at the two tensais. The only thing they're thinking right now is who is who. They finally got the message when ne freshman was glaring at the one he picked to get, not only that, it was like he had a deadly aura that said if you come closer I'll bite you to death. It was so obvious what he got as his role, who would get mad if you're the prince, since all of them was male. Even though that was settled, nobody dared to approach the irritated prodigy, well, except for one slightly excited tensai.

"Echizen, what did you get?" Fuji feigning innocence and looking over Echizen's shoulder.

He just had to submit to sarcasm, which irritated Ryoma the most! He started glaring intently at Fuji. Others could swore he was ready to rip the guy's het out. The glare, however, didn't stop Fuji from snatching and reading the drawed lot. He wouldn't dare to piss the boy more would he?

"So, you got the role of the princess? I think it's perfect for you, Echizen." Fuji said again acting all innocent.

He did dare to piss off the poor boy. As the others were about to laugh, Ryoma gave the deadliest glare of his life, even Tezuka tried his best not to flinch, to warn them.

"Fuji – prince , and Echizen – princess." Suddenly, Inui came back from the dead.

"Tomorrow, you'll be getting you're lines. Atobe will be delivering them to your houses. Everyone, you are all dismissed." Tezuka said as plainly as ever.

"Thank you for today." Everybody said in chorus. They started to pack their stuff and went on home.

"Echizen, is it okay if I walk home with you." Fuji said pacing with Ryoma's speed.

Another glare. It said stay away or I'll kill you. But, why would the great tensai be affected by this? To him it was an entrance to annoy the boy more.

"Have you ever wore a dress before?"

He just had to start a conversation as irritating as this! Instead of a response he was given another glare. The boy wonder walked faster, obviously trying to get away from the annoying guy before he could really massacre him.

"Echizen, where are you going?"

Leave me alone!

"Echizen, you're past your house."

Ryoma blushed. He was too annoyed to notice his surroundings.

"Well, this is where we separate. See you tomorrow," Fuji continued his path.

Ryoma just bowed a little and opened the front gate but before he could pass the gate, he heard

"my princess."

'I'll kill him' was all Ryoma had in his mind. He wanted to rest and forget about everything for a while but fate seemed like it wanted to torture him a bit.

"Ryoma-san, welcome back."

"Aa, I'm back."

"Ryoma, you're rather late. Come here and have dinner."

He was surprised to hear his mother. She said that she was going to be late today.

"Hai, okaa-san." He removed his shoes and let go of his bag before he went to the kitchen.

He couldn't be more happy to see a delicious Japanese cooked dinner before him. He quickly sat down while ignoring his father beside him.

"Itadakimasu." He said before he started eating.

"Yo, seishounen. You were late because of some festival, right?"

Why did the food suddenly taste bad?

"Kind of."

"Is that true? Ryoma, what is your club doing for the festival?"

They just had to ask, and here he was forgetting all about it.

"Nothing much." He said before taking another bite.

"Really? This pamphlet here says you're doing a play and you're doing. . . . . let's see. . . . ." his father read the piece if paper further and started to laugh, "I can't believe it!! It's too funny!"

"May I see oji-sama? Let's see it says 'Sleeping Beauty'. What's wrong with that?"

Soon, she realizes and blushes.

"Where did you get that, oyaji?"

"It was delivered. I was surprised a large limousine came by and a man in a black suit handed it to me saying it was from Atobe-sama." his mother suddenly went beside him to give a glass of juice.

'Curse you, Monkey King! I promise I'll get back at you! Next time, you won't have an inch of hair left on your stupid face!'

His mother handed something to him. It was wrapped but it felt like a book.

"That was also given to me for you. I wanted to open it but I know you wouldn't like that."

Ryoma unwrapped it a bit. They all read simultaneously what was written on the cover. It read 'Sleeping Beauty script for the one playing the. . . . . Before they could see what was written next Ryoma buried it in his arms.

"Hoi, seishounen, we weren't finished! What role did you get?" the old man started teasing him

"Yadda!"

"Ryoma." He could hear his mother's calm pleading.

"Yadda!"

"Ryoma-san."

"Yadda!"

He quickly made a get away but as he was leaving the kitchen, he didn't notice Karupin and accidentally tripped. The book flew back to the kitchen, the cover very visible. Ryoma started to rub his head and quickly turned when he heard his dad laughing his heart out.

TO BE CONTINUED!

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A/N

Sorry about this, it was midnight when I typed this so I was very careless. The mistake was in the beginning part.