Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own anything. I think I'm going to cry now.

But before I do so, enjoy the story

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The red head silently entered the house without knocking, he used his key that he made. He did not want to deal with the pains of butlers and maids and blah blah blah. His head was aching from tennis practice. The laps and the disgusting drinks his teammate had forced him to drink. Three times in one day is too much and that was the drinks. A couple of ten laps from his captain for pointless reasons. He was sure that his captain was out to kill him…or may be he was just in a really bad mood (or PMSing, as Fuji put it.)

Anyways, the boy thought he had made it in safely and almost entered his room when his sister had to pop out of nowhere (her room) and smirk at him.

"What do you want?" He sneered. He never really got along with his sister that well.

"Oh nothing," she giggled at the sight of his annoyed face. "But, mother wants to see you."

"Why?" he demanded quite annoyed. What did I do this time?

"I don't know," his sister shrugged and then with a final laugh disappeared back into her own room.

With a sigh, the boy dumped his tennis bag and back pack in his room and then dragged his feet to his mom's office. He knocked twice, softly, hoping that she wouldn't hear and that he could hace a good excuse on why he 'skipped' out on the call.

Unluckily for him, she heard it and replied with her usual, "Come in, dear, the door's open."

He opened the door and entered. "Good evening, mom."

"Eiji, take a seat I need to talk to you!" his mother said cheerfully.

That means something bad it going to happen.

"I have a great news for you!" she announced.

Definitely something bad.

Eiji moaned silently and thankfully his mom didn't catch it.

But that's only because his mom was about to go on one of her rants before she actually got to the point of why she called him.

"Eiji, as you know you are hopeless when it comes to girls…"

Eiji leaned back in his chair and rolled his eyes.

"…I am deeply worried about you. I don't want you to grow up without anyone! I mean you need an heir!"

The boy suddenly sat up, "Wait, but I have two older sisters and three older brothers!"

"Your sisters are to take over my fashion business. One of your brothers wants to be a surgeon, another wants to be lawyer and the third wants to be a politician." His mom said in a tone as if she had already told him a hundred times.

"What about Rika!?" Eiji demanded.

"Eiji, Rika is taking over the other company! Duh! Anyways, I have devised a plan so perfect…"

Probability to go wrong: 100 %

"… so brilliant, that is shall never go wrong!"

Sure…

"I have chosen a girl and you have to make her fall in love with you."

Eiji choked on air at this point. "What the hell!"

"Language dearie! And you only have 50 days." His mother had a sadistic smile on her lips. "And if you don't, you are never to play tennis again."

"But mom!" Eiji protested.

"No buts," his mother shook her head.

"Fine," he muttered signaling that he had given up. "Who's the unlucky girl?"

"I'm glad you see it my away," Mrs. Kikumaru had obviously not heard her son's remark and handed him a picture. "This is her picture and her name. And she goes to same school as you."

Eiji took the picture and stared at it. Golden eyes stared back. She had black hair and wore glasses and that was all he could tell from the picture.

But the name intrigued him. Echizen Rinzei.