My first PoT fanfic ever. No Flames, plz enjoy, don't own PoT. Is there anything else I'm supposed to say if I don't want to be arrested or something? Fine I don't own these characters…wish I owned Fuji though…since I am writing this as a Fuji Birthday fic. I love you Fuji Syusuke! (That's the Japanese spelling. Unless it has 2 u's…if it does send me message, I'll fic it. Thanks!)

Love-Game

The Match

"How come every time you beat someone, and they don't get a single point, it's called a love-game?" I asked myself this question every time I saw my racket, every time I scored a point, and more importantly every time I saw him.

I don't even know why it bugs me anymore. It just does. That word. That four-letter word. "Love." It sounds sweet, like his voice; but icy, like his stare. So which idiot decided to incorporate it into tennis? And why the hell did he do it? I was about to find out…

"Ne, Ryoma-kun?"

"What do you want?" I said, opening one eye.

"Just wondering what you thought of our unfinished rally," he said with his usual innocent smile. Oh great, now I know something bad is going to happen.

"Nothing really."

"Oh?" His eyes opened temporarily, and I got lost in the brilliant blue shades. So many colors. So pretty. "Nothing at all? Not even the fact that you've rallied with, and beat everyone on our original team except for me?"

Damn that Fuji. How'd he know? "Of course I'm upset about that part. I mean I was making a comeback and I wanted to show you who's really better!"

I shouldn't have said that. I really shouldn't have said that. Five minutes later I stood on the public courts, the one Momoshiro and I met Ann at. The one we had the crazy "tennis date" at. The one where he popped out of nowhere and saved me from a match with Yuuta and Shinji. I stood at those courts, with a tennis racket in my left hand and a Ponta in my right. I was enjoying the last moments of life as I knew it, even though I didn't really know that until after Fuji hatched his evil plot.

"Ne, Ryoma-kun. How 'bout we make this interesting?" His eyes were open and he was smiling. I knew that was a bad sign. Stupid me, stupid pride, stupid life not giving me enough good challenges. To make a long paragraph short, I agreed.

"Sure, Fuji-senpai." I was even smirking! God, I sure don't do that much anymore…well maybe I do but still, you get the point.

"Then if you can't get a single a game from me, you have to do whatever I want." Fuji said. Eyes open, smile wider than ever.

"Me not win a game? Not possible!" I said, smirking like crazy. "How 'bout if I lose a single game I'll do whatever it is you say."

"Really, Ryo-chan?" He said dangerously seductively. "But still, I think it's more fair the other way around, I mean there's a rule somewhere that I have to give you some sort of a chance." His smile grew wider. I thought it was just a bluff; after all I did seal (well close enough) the Higuma Otoshi.

"Fine. Either way I'll win all my matches. Then you have to do whatever I want!"

"If you win, Echizen. If you win."

It wasn't until after the first game that I realized just how serious he was. He won the first game through mind tricks. Hitting lobs and ending it with a Tsubame Gaeshi. Unfair. Then he hit all his advanced versions of the triple counters. But in the second game he used his new counters, and even managed to copy my own twist serve!

"Mada Mada Dane, Ryo-chan. 40-Love."

"I'll take this one from you Fuji-senpai!"

He hit a lob. I used Cyclone Smash, and put a little extra power into it. Totally smashed his racket, you should've seen it. I thought I had it, I really did…

Whoosh. He returned it with Higuma Otoshi…or an evolved form of it at any rate. I looked from the beat up ball on my side of the field, to a broke racket on his side, then at the red herring smile the tensai was wearing. "5 games to Love," he said.

He returned my Cyclone Smash, and the one altered to break Higuma Otoshi too. I was (no duh!) utterly shocked. "Che, You've been practicing lately haven't you?"

"Only for you, Ryo-baby." Eyes open, super eerie smile…arg.

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT!" I yelled, tainting the air with a new, extremely dark aura.

"Why not Ryo-chan?" I did the only sensible thing possible now…I groaned. Stupid Fuji-senpai. But I was having fun…and that was definitely a first…even for tennis. A really good tennis match too. In fact I just might lose…But I doubt it. I smirked…. "Mada Mada Dane, Fuji-senpai."

I hit a Cool Drive as a serve…that's definitely new… Guess I really want to win. But there's no way he'll…oh shit he returned it…

"6 games to Love. Guess you have to do what I want for 24 hours."

"Hey where does it say 24 hours!"

"It is implied that it's for a full day, which implies that it's 24 hours. Now come on we're going shopping."

Well, did you like it? Did you hate it? Please review…I'll try to update soon…that is if anyone is reading this. I love Thrill Pair!