A/N: Did you get wordplay on the title? I meant the title originally to be 'This Guy's For Her' but then, the present title also fit with the idea of the fanfic Please go easy on me! This is my first fanfic and I hope you guys help me improve. I have to warn you though, I like telling sarcastic jokes, even though no one laughs XD

Oh, thanks to ohsobeautifulgorgeousfriend - not really. XD JK! I really think you're pretty. Not just because you helped me pick an idea for the fanfic. There. Happy?

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis. So sue me if you want. Go get thread and a needle.

Disguise for Her

FujixOC

Chapter 1 – The Other Granddaughter


"The beach?" The purple-eyed sophomore asked the buchou.

Tezuka nodded,"Ryuzaki-sensei booked us a lodge on the beach."

"Nya! So it's like tennis camp?" Eiji asked Tezuka with a smile.

Tezuka then faced Inui as if asking the same question. If the trip to the beach was intended for training, Inui would surely know about it. Inui scribbled in his notebook and put it back in his pocket.

"Actually, I don't know anything about it. But according to my data, there is an 86% chance that training will commence during our stay at the beach."

Tezuka then addressed everyone and told them to get ready for a two-day camping trip.

"We will meet here at 8am. No one will be late. That is all. Dismissed."

Different reactions came from some of the Regulars as they were changing.

"Ryuzaki-sensei must've booked the place today. That must be the reason she was absent during the practice." Said the vice-captain.

"Fsssshhh…."

Inui once again reviewed his data for the day. "Running on sand increases foot pressure by 5% and endurance by 10%." He then scribbled into his little notebook.

The other Regulars tried to zone him out. His percentages, though very helpful, can be boring. But, all their ears pricked up when Inui talked to himself, almost as if making a mental note. "Prepare a big jug of the newly formulated super special, Penaltea…"

Fuji smiled, "I can't wait to taste some."

Everyone except Fuji turned slightly green and shuddered.


"Obaa-san, you what?"

The old tennis coach sighed at her granddaughter, "How many times do I have to repeat myself? I invited the tennis regulars here. Now help me prepare."

The younger Ryuzaki pinched her own cheeks and turned to her grandmother. "Demo, obaa-chan! They might recognize me. You already know that two people from the Regulars are in the same class as me."

"Hitomi, don't worry okay? Just don't wear your disguise tomorrow."

Hitomi just sighed and complied with the request of her grandmother. She prepared the rooms and put the towels and blankets out, ready for the use of the Regulars. Hitomi was currently staying in the family beach house. It was not too far from where the rest of her family was staying but, she had other reasons for staying there instead of their house aside from practicing being independent.

While Hitomi went out to buy dinner for her obaa-san and herself, Ryuzaki Sumire was left to linger in her own thoughts.

' Hitomi-chan… very pretty girl indeed. Must be from her good genes. Probably from me.' Sumire laughed to herself. 'Demo, why was it again that she has to wear a disguise to school?'


FLASHBACK:

Sumire just got back from work and proceeded to the kitchen to drink tea. 'Finally, some peace and quiet.'

A girl with auburn hair burst through the front doors and shouted, "OBAA-SAN! Help me!"

Sumire sighed and faced the intruder of her relaxation to see the panic-stricken face of her granddaughter. "Hitomi? What's wrong? What happened to you?"

Hitomi paused for a while to catcher breath and tried to tell her grandmother what she needed as sensibly as she can. "I want to move to another school."

"Why? You haven't even finished your 1st year!"

Hitomi then told Sumire what happened. Though 'edited' at some parts, Sumire got what she was trying to say.

Hitomi was aware of how popular she was in her school. She had a lot of friends, the real ones and the ones who hung out with her to ride with her popularity. She had fangirls and admirers, even obsessive fans and stalkers. The obsessive fans and stalkers were generally harmless. But, Satoshi…. He was different. Satoshi followed Hitomi everywhere, the halls, the school garden and the gym. She swore she just saw him follow her on the way home but she tried to dismiss the thought.

End flashback


"I remember now….." Sumire said to herself.

'Earlier that day, during PE class, Hitomi bought juice for her friends and herself. She was alone since she finished early and the others were still running their last lap. As she bended over to get the juice, she heard footsteps coming near. Confident that it was one of her friends coming after her to help, she didn't bother looking up as she said, "Hey, took you long enough. Hahahah!"

"Hitomi-chan…."

Surprised that the voice was not one that belonged to her friend, she looked up and was surprised to see Satoshi there.

With a smile, she said, "A..Ano, Gomennasai Satoshi. I thought you were someone else."

Satoshi then abruptly grabbed her wrist and shoulders to keep her from running away. It only freaked out Hitomi and she struggled against him, trying to break free of his hold.

"Hitomi, I have to tell you something. Please listen." He said desperately as he tightened his hold on her shoulders. "S..Satoshi, you're hurting me. St..stop it."

"Hitomi, I know everything about you. I know when you get up in the morning and I know when you sleep. I even know when you breathe. I watch your every move every single day and I want to keep doing that. Hitomi-chan… I…love…y"

Just as he was about to finish his weird declaration of 'love' or rather, obsession to Hitomi, a pink silk cloth was seen peeking out of his pocket. Hitomi could recognize the object. Silky, pink and lacy…..her recently 'lost' underwear.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! PPEEERRRVVEEERRRTT!"

Everyone looked to her direction and she had the chance to run away. She then went straight home and told me she wanted to transfer… be someone new.'

"Riiight. That's when I told her to come to Seigaku, where I can keep an eye on her."

Hitomi was done buying their dinner. She had prepared the table for dinner and she was waiting for her grandma to finish talking to herself.

"Obaa-san, If you're done talking to Sumire-san… "

"Oi! You have no right to call me that!"

"Hahaha! Gomennasai obaa-san. Let's eat. Dinner is ready" Hitomi replied with a smile.

While eating…..

"Obaa-san? Are you sleeping over or are you going home?"

"Hmmm… I think I'll stay over. I have to help you prepare the things for tomorrow. Plus, I want to show you my new swimsuit. Hahahahaha."

"NANI? *coughs… I mean, obaa-san… I think I'll pass. But I bet it's really cute on you! Surprise me tomorrow with the others, kay?"

Sumire smirked, "Okay, it's you're loss. You're gonna be really surprised tomorrow."

Hitomi sweatdropped and patted herself on the back, 'Thank goodness. I was lucky I avoided that… obaa-san, swimsuit.' *shudder


A/N : Did that suck? Was it too short? Waa! Please R&R! Hope you liked it…