Disclaimer - Seriously, I never got these. If I'm writing a FANFICTION about Prince of Tennis, then clearly, I don't own Prince of Tennis.

Warning: This story contains spoilers - Important plot secrets and/or conclusions may be revealed. For example,
HOLY SHIT THE 200-SOME EPISODES OF PRINCE OF TENNIS IS JUST THE PROLOGUE!!!!1

Oishi was a hot little uke who wanted nothing more than to be punished through the power of buttsex. But since he was a good little boy with morals, he decided to save himself for marriage. Yet all the semes out there wanted to brand his jailbait ass - not because of his body, but because of his delicious hair fangs that hung so stupidly over his face.

But the impending thought of rape never bothered Oishi so much. He was far too busy feeding the poor and spreading happiness and sunshine to everyone he met.

Oishi was part of the boy's high school tennis team. They had tennis everyday after school, and when I mean 'had tennis,' I mean 'had gay orgies in the locker room.' Oishi just sat on the bench and watched most of the time due to his vow of chastity, and because he didn't want to get AIDS. Ryoma, one of the teammates, always made fun of him for it, but since it's common knowledge that all 7th graders are arrogant pieces of shit, it didn't bother Oishi so much.

One day, Oishi was in biology class, when the teacher said that the class will do a group project on anatomy. Oishi squealed with delight. He was hoping to be paired up with his best friend Eiji. Down on the tennis courts, Eiji and Oishi were known as the Golden Pair, which means that they were the greatest group tennis players ever. Fuji, another teammate, said that they should date, but that's just because Fuji is a creepy person who faps to his brother at night.

But he didn't get Eiji. The teacher picked Inui to be his partner instead.

Inui had no life. He was like those nerds who sit in the corner and do math problems all day. He also was a chef. He had a delicious drink which he creatively called "Inui Juice." No one really knew what it was made from. Some say it was made from bugs, but I happen to know that it was made from seltzer water and used Listerine. That's why no one liked him; because he made everyone drink this crap, and then made them spit it out so he can give it to the next person.

But Oishi, being the cheerful, positive young man that he was, never scorned a person, no matter strange and disgusting their actions were. He was always happy to make a new friend! So he walked over to his new partner's desk.

"Hi Inui!" Oishi chirped while flipping those hair things out of his face. "I'm so glad we're partners. It will be super kawaii working with you! We'll get an A+ for Sure!!"

Inui just looked up at him with a blank expression, or at least that's what Oishi thought it was. He couldn't really see Inui's eyes because Inui had covered the lenses of his glasses with white paint.

Well anyway, things got awkward just standing there after a while, so Oishi said goodbye to Inui and said that he'd come over his house to work on the project. Then he skipped merrily out of the classroom while Inui just sat there like a loser when the bell rang.

TBC

(Edited because my grammar sucks.)