DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PRINCE OF TENNIS

A/N: and also, this is an AU Fic. Soooo…expect minor-or maybe major-ooc-ness especially on Sakuno and Ryoma..hehehe…

The Nerd and the Jerk

Chapter 1: The Nerd

'Sakuno, this is why you can't get a boyfriend.'

Sakuno looked up from her book at stared confusedly at Tomoka.

'What are you talking about Tomoka?'

'What am I talking about? Sakuno, I'm your best friend so let me break this to you. You have childish hairstyle, I mean, who wears pigtails at sixteen? Then, there's your fashion sense. Oh don't get me started on that.'

She put on her bookmark and closed her book then stared back at Tomoka.

'Why? What's wrong with it? I feel comfortable with it and that's all that matters.'

'Comfortable my ass!'

'Tomoka!'

'Sakuno! Your wearing big, round, and not to mention, ugly glasses! And know what? My grandma dresses better than you!'

'Hey! Hurtful!'

'Oh, shut up. I'm trying to wake your senses girl! How are we supposed to have double dates, when every single boy in the school- or maybe the world, either doesn't see you or are afraid to date you. And remember, I'm just saying this because you're my best friend and I love you.'

Sakuno sighed. 'Oh c'mon Tomoka. You're better off alone in all your dates and besides, I'm having a very good relationship with Mr. Darcy!'

Tomoka arched an eyebrow at her? 'Who's that?'

'Mr. William Darcy, from Pemberley Academy. Rich, snobby, and super handsome.'

'Where did you two meet? And where is that Pemberley Academy?'

'Well, I first met him at page 31, Pride and Prejudice by Elizabeth Euberg.' Smiles

'. Such.! And delusional!'

'Hey! You don't have to be so mean about it! I think you should date someone like Charles Bingsley.'

Tomoka shot a questioning glance at her.

'He's Darcy's best friend. And he's an angel. Maybe he can teach you anger control. Or maybe he's kindness will miraculously rub off in you.'

'Oh, I'd be really glad to but I can't, you know why? He doesn't exist!'

'Hmmp. Party pooper. You don't have to rub that off in my face all the time okay?'

'Sorry, but I just have to. My words don't seem to cut through that head of yours as much as that craps your reading.'

'My books are not craps!'

'Whatever. I can't believe you're my best friend. Why have I been bestowed with someone as unbelievable as you?'

'I'm not unbelievable. For one, you can see me; you're even talking to me right now.'

'Don't you go sarcastic on me. And prior to your explanation, I can touch you too; I might as well claw out your eyes right now.'

'But you won't because you just had your nails done.'

Tomoka humphed. 'Nerd'

And Sakuno smiled in triumph and turned back to her book.

These two have been best friends since who knows when. When we have best friends it's mostly because we share the same interests, right? We like the same music or movies…anything… we are one and the same, but not these two. They're as contradicting with each other as fire and ice, up and down, the sun and the moon. Nothing in common. Tomoka is energetic, confident, very communicating, and is very connected to the world. As Sakuno's quiet, has a don't-know-how-to-talk-to-people talent, preserved, and lives in her own world. Call it fate abnormalities but this two just get each other. Yes, they don't like anything in common but still, they have so much to talk about, especially in Tomoka's part. Tomoka's a very enthusiastic girl and Sakuno's just the perfect person to keep up with that kind of enthusiasm. So when Tomoka was sharing her life story and the crowds started to disperse leaving a still-eager-to-listen Sakuno, they were instant best friends. Tomoka just wanted someone to talk to and Sakuno is one to always lend an ear.

'Hey bookworm, get your face off that book. Next period's coming up soon.'

Sakuno looked up. 'Huh? Okay.'

They packed their things while Sakuno picked up her unfinished drink. They started towards the cafeteria's exit while Sakuno put back her attention to the book she was reading, the other hand holding her drink. Tomoka then started talking about her upcoming date with Sakuno nodding absentmindedly when –BAM!-

'.'

Gasp. 'Oops?' then followed a frightened laugh.

Standing there, in front of them, radiating a murderous aura, was the cocky-slash-bratty-slash-hottie-slash-uber gorgeous-slash-most popular guy in school-slash-number one fan girls' target-slash-royal highness of jerkness, clad in a black shirt now drenched in Sakuno's supposed to be super-sweet-tutti-frutti-juice, is Ryoma Echizen.

Oh, Ryuuzaki Sakuno, unknown-slash-fashion disaster-slash-the ultimate loser-slash- great goddess of nerdism, you are so dead.

A/N: Bwahahahahahaha…I still have a fic in progress but I just can't help writing this… hope you forgive me and I hope you like this. And I also hope you continue to support my other fic.