Pairings : Don't knooooow what to choose !

Warning : Yaoi ! And grammar mistakes... I recently learned english. ;w;

A/N: Ayyyy there ! :D A NEW FANDOM FOR ME ! *w* So I discovered Tenipuri not too long ago and I was immediately in love, I mean, SO MUCH POTENTIAL HOW CAN YOU NOT BE AWED BY THAT ? xDD But they aren't as much fanfiction coming as before right? D: I hope this wonderful fandom isn't going to die. D:

Hum ! *coughs* So I had this idea yesterday while watching MH and I'm sure it hadn't be done before so ... yeah ! xD English isn't my native language and I apologize for the errors that I'll surely make. x_x I'll do my best for them to not be too much tough ! So please bear with me. :D

Prince of Tennis belongs to me and I swim in it's pool of bisho-/BAM/ Okay it's not mine. D:

~ About A Genie Of The Lamp And Tennis Players ~

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- Prologue -

"Fated Meeting"

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Somewhere far away from the realm of the living, in a world that few have ever seen, a lone figure was seen standing near the balcony. He was stall, and quite muscular, but his face was hidden by a white clothe hanging loosely around his face. But with further investigation, one could see a frown on the man's face. His big hands were clashed together behind his back and he was gazing at the scenery in front of him without really looking at it.

He was worried, and if the news that his servants had brought to him were real, then he had every right to worry. The situation wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either, if the other kingdoms learnt about its disappearance, then it could probably lead to a diplomatic incident. And perhaps, something even more dangerous.

A distressed sigh escaped him and he turned around, the windows closing silently behind him. He was obligated to do something about it. But for that, he would need help.

The sun was still high in the sky, the birds were happily chirping and the atmosphere was good. This affected the student's mood who got out of the Middle School with smiles on their faces. Some were chatting without any worry; others weren't saying much but were obviously happy. Of course, there were also those that never seemed to be in a good mood, or some who got a bad day. But for most of the student, the first day after the summer's vacation had been good.

Looking at his notes with a frown, and walking alongside his peers on the road of his home, Tezuka thought about the future, more precisely about the future of their tennis. Unlike the other students, he wasn't feeling happy. The tennis club was going to start tomorrow, and there were still so much things that bothered him. His team, and of course himself, wanted to go to the nationals this year, and of course, to win. But he had the feeling that they missed some things. They had good skills, which if polished, would be great. But he knew that they will need something more. Or perhaps someone?

He wasn't sure, but his intuition was telling him that this thing or this someone will unlock many doors for them.

A quiet sigh escaped him as he unlocked the door to his home, announcing his arrival to his grandparents.

"Welcome home Kunimitsu! Did you have a good day?" asked sweetly his grandmother, sitting in seiza in the living room. She was drinking some tea, and a cup in front of her was waiting for him, along with some snacks.

His lips moved slightly in a little smile. His grandmother has always been the farsighted type.

"Yes, grandmother. Oishi is in my class this year too."

The old woman pushed the cup and the snack in front of Tezuka when he sat in front of her.

"Good good. Oh by the way Tezuka, your grandfather found something in the attic, and thought that perhaps you will like it. I put it on your bed."

Tezuka lift an eyebrow in wonder, and nodded, savoring the calming tea. His Grandmother smiled serenely and went to the kitchen, probably to prepare tonight's dinner. She refused his help and chided him about being too kind and not enough teen-like. He shook his head while going to his room. Sometimes, he had the feeling she took lessons from Oishi about him being too stiff. She even invited him to do some pranks.

...

Perhaps the bad influence was actually coming from Fuji.

In another house not too far away, a smiling teen suddenly sneezed.

After dinner, which his grandfather strangely didn't attend, he took a shower. All the while, the tall boy thought about tennis and his team, about what they missed and of ways to find it.

He was still searching, when his eyes landed on the strange object on his bed. On closer examination, it was a lamp. A beautiful gold lamp, practically sparkling. He couldn't understand how he missed such a lovely thing when he first entered his room. The lamp had inscriptions on it, but an obviously forgotten language, because he couldn't decipher anything. But while turning it in all direction, he found something who seemed to be a name. He narrowed his hazel eyes.

"Ryo…ma?"

A bright light suddenly engulfed the lamp and slowly invaded the room. But Tezuka couldn't let go of the mysterious object. His eyes were drawn to the humanoid figure that the light produced, and as it disappeared, his breath was taken away.

Floating above the lamp, the little body of a child no older than perhaps twelve appeared. He wore a beautiful Arabian outfit, a dark blue skirted pants was riding low on his hips, nearly revealing his sharp hip bones, accompanied by a long black and gold hip scarf. A black genie like vest with complicate gold ornaments was barely covering the top of his torso, showing his creamy skin and flat stomach. Various gold and argent jewelry were around his wrist, ankles, ears and his neck. His mop of black hair which glowed emerald in the light was flowing gracefully around his waist and the gold and black turban was perched carefully on the top of his head.

Tezuka could feel that he was blushing. The boy had his eyes closed, and he was still floating in a pool of light. He looked quickly at the lamp, then back at the boy, unable to tear his eyes of the porcelain skin of his face, those baby fat, full pink lips and these long black eyelashes casting a shadow on his skin. He was entranced by this ethereal beauty.

And just as suddenly, the light disappeared and the boy fell. Tezuka quickly caught him, remarking the light weight of the boy. He didn't know what was happening. One minute he was alone with a lamp, and the other, a beautiful creature appeared. He looked at the boy in his arms, feeling the earlier blush coming at full force.

Without any sound, the young creature in his arms moved slightly, and Tezuka remembered that he didn't have any top on him. He was going to put down the boy on the bed when he saw his eyes fluttering. It felt like time was slowing, because Tezuka was waiting with a beating heart as those eyes opened. He saw the most gorgeous diamonds in those golden cat-like eyes. They were half lidded for a second, but then, they were on him. His breath was taken away again, and he could only look at those angelic features, without saying a word.

The boy in his arms lifted slowly his arm, and put a small hot hand on Tezuka's cheek. His eyes were wide open now, noticed Tezuka.

"Are you…" The taller one tried to not fix the moving pink lips, but failed. The little boy didn't see it tough, and was instead watching him curiously. Finally, he opened his lips again, more confident.

"Are you my new master?"

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What?

Hey there ! :D Was it good ? Bad ? Do you want to claws your eyes out of disgut ? Trow Tomatoes to me ? Kiss me ? Worship me ? *out*

Tell me what you think! ;w; And if someone could please help me about my mistakes, I will give him virtual cookies. *^*