A/N: Hello my little fangirls. How's everyone doing? Now I know my profile says I might have had this done this weekend, but things didn't work out. So instead I give it to you today! This first part is boring, it just sets the stage, more fun to come next chapter! Please enjoy and read the authors note at the bottom! It's important.

-Kin

Disclaimer: I do not own the prince of tennis manga/anime, but I do own the idea.

Chapter 1

It was a splendid Monday morning the day that Fuji Syuusuke walked through Nampa Academy's halls to Music Department. It was the first of day of his third year at the all boys Nampa High School of Art and Music. He was actually a student in the Art division, but this morning he had business to attend to in the Music section. The halls of the school were abnormally plain, but that would soon be fixed by the art students. Paintings and pictures would cover the walls in no time.

Maneuvering his way through the hallways he slowly came closer to his destination. As he got nearer to the Music Hall sweet violin music flitted through the air. Fuji's perpetual smile became a little wider and happier as he heard the music. Upon arriving, though, he saw three males talking and stopped before they could see him so he could listen in on their conversation. He was under no illusions, he knew this was eavesdropping but he did not care.

"Hey, whose that boy?" the short brown haired one asked.

"Oh, that's Echizen. We went to school together last year," the taller brown haired one answered.

"He's so good," the short kid said in an amazed voice and Fuji smiled softly.

"I could do better! I've been playing violin for five years!" the reddish haired kid practically yelled.

Fuji felt the smile wipe off his face and his anger flashed. No one was better than Ryoma, especially not that kid. Fuji tried to reign in his anger and was mollified by the thought of revenge on that kid later. Stepping towards the boys he made his way behind them and put his hand on the shortest one's shoulder. His smile widen at the kids reaction.

"Ahh!" The kid jumped and spun to face him.

"Hello, sorry about that," Fuji said in a fake sincere voice.

"Oh, that's alright!" the kid flushed.

"Again, I'm sorry, I did not mean to scare you," Fuji said and looked up as he heard the music stop.

"It is fine, did you need something?" the kid was still embarrassed, but he was now curious.

"Yes, actually you three were blocking the door," Fuji said amused again.

"I'm sorry. We'll move so you can get in," the boy answered again embarrassed.

"No need," Fuji said, confusing them more.

"What-" the kid began, but was cut off.

"Fuji," a monotone voice stated objectively.

The kids all jumped up at least a foot and spun to see Echizen Ryoma, the kid who had been playing the violin, behind them.

"Ryoma," Fuji said, his smile wider.

"Would you move?" Ryoma asked the three boys rudely.

"S-sure," the short one said and he stepped aside.

"It's good to see you again Echizen," the tall boy said as he too moved away.

"Why are you so rude? I'm not moving until you say please!" the already established annoying kid said and Fuji felt like swatting him, he couldn't wait for his revenge.

Ryoma rolled his eyes and just walked around the loud-mouth to stand at Fuji's side.

"Are we going?" he asked Fuji.

"Of course, my dear," Fuji said gentleman-like and held out his arm like one would escort a fine lady.

"Che," Ryoma said, annoyed and walked by Fuji.

Fuji pouted lightly at the rejection, but hurriedly caught up with Ryoma. As he reached his side he grabbed Ryoma's hand and Ryoma did not pull away. Contrary to what he liked Fuji to believe, Fuji knew he liked flaunting their relationship just as much as he was a closet romantic. Fuji briefly spared a look over his shoulder and enjoyed the shocked looks on the three boy's faces. He chuckled lightly as he faced forward again. Ryoma turned his face up to look at him, but only shook his head a bit and did not comment. Fuji knew he was thinking that he probably did not want to know why Fuji was chuckling.

Fuji had a bit of a reputation around the school as a sadist, but many still did not believe it. How could such a sweet, smiling, innocent looking person be in any way evil?

Unfortunately, though, they would be wrong. Even Fuji agreed with the rumors. He was an insanely possessive, slightly sadistic person. Since Ryoma was his boyfriend, Ryoma knew better than anyone his sadistic side. If anyone even dared to look at Ryoma in a way Fuji deemed as not appropriate revenge came swiftly and cheerfully.

"Fuji, why were you in the Music department?" Ryoma asked suddenly, breaking Fuji's thoughts up.

"Saa, I wanted to see you before school," Fuji said innocently.

"Che," was all his little lover answered.

"Are you angry with me?" Fuji asked not actually worried at all.

"No, Syuu, but you could have waited until lunch to see me, right?" Ryoma asked with a small sigh.

"Probably not," Fuji answered and Ryoma stopped to look at him.

"What?" Ryoma asked as Fuji stopped as well and the two stood holding hands.

"I could not have waited. I did not get to see you at all yesterday and I missed you," Fuji pouted a bit.

Ryoma sported a small blush for a moment and as Fuji saw it his pout was wiped away into a grin. He pulled Ryoma to him with their linked hands and pulled his boyfriend into a hug. He could feel Ryoma's violin case bang into his leg and he grimaced in pain. Kissing the top of Ryoma's head he whispered his love.

"I love you too," Ryoma muttered back.

The two stood holding each other until the school's ten minute warning bell rang a few minutes later. As people began to come down the hall Fuji pulled away to instead stare at his boyfriend.

"I'm in class 3-2, you are?" Fuji raised his eyebrow.

"I'm in class 1-4," Ryoma stated.

"Alright, shall I come see you at lunch or do you want to find me?" Fuji asked.

Fuji watched Ryoma ponder the question with his cute pensive face and knew without question he had the cutest boyfriend on the Earth.

"I guess I'll come see you," Ryoma finally said in a slow unsure tone.

"Are you sure?" Fuji asked curious about Ryoma's indecision.

"Yes, I think so," Ryoma answered a little more confidently.

"You think?" Fuji raised his left eyebrow again.

"Well, I don't want you to come to my class at all, but the idea of going to your room seems like it would cause a fairly large disturbance. I am two years younger than you, Syuu. Why can we not just eat outside or something?" Ryoma questioned, almost whining.

"Why can't I come to your class at all? I want to meet your classmates," Fuji's eyes lit up darkly.

"That's why," Ryoma mumbled.

"Did you say something?" Fuji pretended not to have heard Ryoma.

"No, but back to the topic, can't we just eat outside?" Ryoma pleaded, eyes wide.

"Hmm, I think I would rather you came to my classroom to meet my classmates," Fuji said, smirking.

"Is this another one of your 'marking my territory' things, Syuusuke?" Ryoma's face was accusing and suspicious.

"Maybe," Fuji said before he leaned down to kiss his lover in the emptying hallway.

He pulled away after a few seconds to stare down at the stupefied Ryoma and smiled almost lovingly instead of evilly. He leaned down to put his head by Ryoma's ear, making sure the few people in the hallway couldn't hear him or see his actions.

"Be there," was all Fuji whispered seductively.

Fuji licked the inside of Ryoma's ear and the lobe around Ryoma's piercing. Nipping it softly he pulled back, stared at his flushed lover, nodded, then turned to walk away. Satisfied that his boyfriend would meet him at lunch Fuji made his way to his classroom quickly so he would not be late.

Stepping into the classroom his eyes made a quick sweep to see who he knew. There was Kikumaru Eiji, his middle school friend and a boy he knew to be Yukimura's friend, Sanada Genichirou. Other than the only other important people he could identify were Sengoku Kiyosumi, Oshitari Yuushi, and Marui Bunta. Fuji sighed, it's to bad Yukimura wasn't in this class, they got along so well last year. He was glad, however that the hated one, Mizuki Hanjime wasn't here. That little twerp of a neighbor was corrupting his sweet little brother far to much.

"Fuji, Fuji!" a chipper voice broke him out of his evil thoughts of axes, cacti spikes and certain peoples heads.

He looked up to see Eiji waving for him to come over. Chuckling lightly he made his way over to sit next to Eiji behind Sanada. Eiji had been his friend since the first year of middle school and the two were very close. Fuji knew that Sanada was a close childhood friend of his friend, Yukimura so Fuji made a mental decision to go somewhat easy on the boy. However, he felt the urge to comment badly on Sanada's extremely messy hair. It look like a very bad case of hat hair that had been further ruffled by someone's hand. Before he could tap the other teen on the shoulder the teacher walked in. An annoyed look settled on Fuji's face.

"Hey Fuji, you okay?" Eiji whispered.

"I'm fine," Fuji said, calming himself.

Why was he so worked up anyhow? It was just some stoic kid's hat hair. Satisfied that the world was once again right Fuji spent his Japanese class trying to decide on the best means of revenge for that annoying kid. First he had to find out the kid's name and then… At one point when Fuji chuckled quietly and slightly evilly he was aware of Eiji leaning as far away from him as possible. That gave Fuji a reality check and he put a pleasant smile on his face. The less his classmates knew about him the better.

He looked around in boredom. The classroom was a standard classroom that most people were in. It had a teacher's desk in front on a raised platform and a long dry erase board behind it. The students seats were paired up desks so two people's desks were connected. His desk was of course paired up Eiji. Lockers were along the back wall, but they were more like cubbies really and had no locks.

Finally the bell rang and his Japanese teacher left. Could he have been any more boring?

He stood with the rest of his class. It was time for his first art class of the year. He hoped it was good. Last year he had a teacher that should have never become a teacher and Fuji made sure he knew it by the end of the year. Fuji pondered that thought for a moment, that teacher is now an accountant if he was remembering correctly.

"Fuji," Eiji hissed and elbowed him lightly in the side to get his attention.

"What is it Eiji?" Fuji asked.

"I got asked out yesterday," Eiji said softly with an embarrassed blush.

"Really?" Fuji tried to get rid of the sheer amusement that colored his voice.

Eiji nodded as they entered the art room. Sitting down at a stool in from of an easel Fuji put his hand in front of his mouth and whispered to Eiji.

"Who?" he asked.

Eiji turned red and shook his head. Then Eiji pointedly turned his head to stare at the teacher. Fuji pulled a small face. If Eiji was not going to tell him, why had he brought it up. It did not really matter though, because Fuji had a pretty good idea who it was. A certain someone in a nearby class always stared at Eiji a little to long to be normal curiosity. Fuji snickered in his mind and turned his head forward as well.

So far the year was getting off to a good start. As Fuji picked up his brush, though a slight shiver rolled up his spine and Fuji realized someone was watching him. Opening his eyes just a bit he took a discreet look around until his eyes connected with a pair of light brown eyes across from him. The eyes stayed connected with his, now fully opened, eyes for a minute before they looked away.

Fuji stared for a moment longer then he shut his eyes again and looked down to lift his brush to make a stroke. Now this certainly was an interesting development. Why was Sanada Genichirou staring at him?

A/N: Hey. Hey! How was it? Now I've never really urged this before, but please review! This will be a fairly long story. How many chapters, I do not know yet. Now here's the important bit, I made a website for this story. It'll give you some information about Nampa High School and the boys. Please go take a look and sign the guest book while you're there. Thanks for reading, Please review if I should continue or move on to my next idea!

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-Kin