YAY! A STORY!

Disclaimer: We do not own Prince of Tennis because Konomi Takeshi-sensei already claimed it. Dang.

Chapter 1

It was another beautiful, somewhat normal day. The only strange part was that Tezuka was standing in a meadow surrounded by gently waving flowers. Of course Tezuka being surrounded by a field of flora could be considered quite normal compared to the figure standing slightly ahead of him.

Tezuka saw the POMPOM! first. It was hard NOT to see it. It's brightness practically blinded him. Tezuka would prefer looking straight into the sun the looking at the outrageous red. . . thing.

The bright red bob started to slowly move towards his general vicinity. Tezuka hypnotically started at the mind-numbing, brain-stopping, heart-attacking POMPOM! as it slowed to a stop in front of him.

"HI!!"

The POMPOM! had SPOKEN!



Tezuka jumped back a step in shock, too amazed that a mere puff of. . . . puffiness could defy the laws of nature and SPEAK!

And then he realized that he had let his guard down.

For, underneath the hat, there was a figure. And not just ANY figure. . . . this figure was one who was wearing the most outrageous outfit Tezuka had ever seen in his life!

Tezuka could understand the floppy brown pants, the shimmiry reddish-brown shirt, the yellow curved-up shoes, and the dark red hat. All he couldn't fathom was the hen stitched in pearls on his shirt and the huge, fluffy, bright red POMPOM! on his hat.

Especially the POMPOM! .



"My name is Oishi Shuichiro!! How are you?" Without waiting for an answer, the outrageously dressed person continued. "I'm fine!! It's really nice today isn't it? That's a good thing, because you don't have an umbrella. If it rained, you would get wet, then you might get SICK!"

". . . uh. . . . Oishi?"

"Are you hungry? You want something tasty? I know these won't be enough but until I can run down to the castle and get the cook to whip up something tasty, you'll have to have these mushrooms!"

'Why mushrooms?' Tezuka wondered.

Suddenly, Oishi gasped. "You must be The Chosen One who has come to rescue the Princess!"

Tezuka blinked. "What Princess?"

As if Tezuka's words were a cue, Oishi launched into a long and well-rehearsed speech. Which, knowing him, probably was rehearsed.

"Princess Fuji, otherwise known as the Heiress of the Throne or simply as HT, is the beautiful, gorgeous, talented, and refined only daughter of His and Her Majesties, rulers of the esteemed Kingdom of Wasabima. The HT, which is often mistaken to be the abbreviation of 'Hairy Troll' although it most certainly ISN'T, is of the marriageable age of 15 years, although technically she's only 3 considering the fact that Her Highness was born on Febwasabi 29th. Her suitors consist of the. . . uh. . . unique At-"

"Wait! He's a girl?"

"Well we don't know exactly. . . " That was when Tezuka concluded that Oishi was mentally unstable.



"I was talking about her suitors, right?" The unique Atobe Keigo, King of the Egocastiel Land is currently her. . . his. . . its major suitor. Atobe defeated many other people in an attempt to win its hand. You must be The Destined One who will fight Atobe to the death for Princess Fuji's hand in marriage!!" Oishi finished off, striking a dramatic pose.

Tezuka blinked. "All this for a Princess who might not be a girl?"

". . . well, our cook says that its only a 40 percent probability that the HT is a guy. . . and another 40 percent that the PF, as she is otherwise known as, might be a girl. . . . "

"What's the other 20 percent?" Tezuka questioned.

"Unknown! Well then, moving on! Princess Fuji herself designed the tests and quizzes her suitors must go through so don't be scared if they're a bit unnatural! At the very least, the only thing you'll lose is your sanity!"

"Did you try to win Princess Fuji's hand in marriage?" Tezuka asked.

"I'm not insane!" Oishi grandly swept back the POMPOM!, "I have my sanity! All of it! I'm not unique enough to try to compete against Atobe." Oishi looked downtrodden, while Tezuka tried to grapple with the fact that there were people stranger than Oishi.

"Now, I have prepared you for the tests. If anything comes up, I'll find you!" With those words, Oishi pushed Tezuka down a hill.

As Tezuka was somersaulted down a long slope, he managed to hear Oishi say, "Good luck if you win!"

Tezuka watched the red POMPOM! Bob away, the last remainder of the strangely OOC Oishi. Sighing dramatically (but in a way that would've surely stopped the heart of every female (and surely male) heart within hearing range), Tezuka turned around and gazed at the sky (NOT the sun of course! Tezuka knew the consequences of staring at the sun!) wondering if Oishi's prep talk was just a way to make him feel nervous. Because Tezuka wasn't nervous. He was secretly exhilarated. This was his DESTINY. And he now had to Achieve his Destiny making him quite a happy boy.

Still, he shoudn't let his guard down. Muttering a "Yudan sezu ni iko' under his, Tezuka purposefully began walking towards the biggest tree that he could see with his (un-blinded) eyes.

To, of course, Achieve his Destiny.

Or so he thought.

And thus begins Tezuka's quest to fulfill his destiny! YIPPEE!

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