A/N: This is my first attemt at the Golden Pair...so don't kill me if it doesn't turn out good...
Disclaimer: Don't own Prince of Tennis, never have, never will...unless i'm dreaming..then maybe...

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Oishi stared blankly at the envelope in front of him. It was pink. Not that he had something against the color. It's just that pink envelopes usually only mean one thing. Love Letter. Love letters for Oishi were rare and far between, but that didn't mean he never received the occasional confession. Not nearly as much as some of his team mates, but he still got his share. Glancing around, Oishi reached inside his locker and pulled out the…thing. Maybe it was left there by accident? Maybe it was meant for Fuji, or Tezuka, or even Eiji. But no. Printed clearly on the envelope was his name, Oishi Shuichirou.

"OISHIIIII! Are you ready to go yet?"

"I-in a minute, Eiji."

Carefully, Oishi opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. The letter was handwritten; the handwriting small, neat, and elegant. A girl's handwriting, he guessed, and yet it looked familiar. 'Oishi,' it began.

Oishi,

You must be surprised at receiving this; after all, you don't receive many. I would know because I just can't help but notice the things that concern you. "Is this really a love letter?" you must be wondering. How could it be anything else considering the color of choice for the envelope and paper? No, I didn't mix you up with Tezuka or Fuji or even Kikumaru. They are great people, I'm sure, but it is you that I have fallen for.

I never intended to tell you of these feelings. I planned on graduating without you ever knowing. And I guess I still plan on doing so since I have no intention of signing this letter or the ones after this one. I just wanted you to know that there is someone out there who admire you, Oishi Shuichirou, over Tezuka or Fuji…

Oishi turned the piece of paper over, wondering if it continued on the back, but it didn't. The letter was left unsigned and (seemingly) unfinished.

"Oishi, that's…that's…that's a l-love letter."

Eiji hadn't meant to read over his best friend's shoulder, but he couldn't help it. The hand writing had caught his eye.

Oishi had not expected Eiji to be there and jumped at his partner's comment.

"Y-yeah." If possible, he usually never showed Eiji any of the letters he's gotten. If possible, he never wanted Eiji to see them.

"I heard Oishi got a love letter." Fuji wandered over, already finished changing. Behind him, Inui and Momoshiro followed suit, curious as to whom it was from. "Who's it from?"

"I…I don't really know. It's not signed."

Oishi might not have known who the letter was from, but Eiji did. He was positive. It couldn't have been anyone else, not with that handwriting. And Eiji was sure to recognize that hand writing, after all, he saw it all the time. Eiji glanced over at the person he knew wrote the letter, but the person wasn't looking his way, the person was trying to get a look at the letter.

It didn't make any sense to Eiji. Not at all.

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A/N: Review, review, review...need i say more? (PS: Who do you think wrote the letter?)