Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi Takeshi-sensei~! (It's above the thirty time I say that. Humilation..)

Summary: "I don't want this arranged marriage!" Gakumi blurted out to the stranger beside her, "I've always believed that I will choose the man to marry, you know. I hate this.". "Have you seen his picture?", Yuushi asked smirking, "No. I ripped it once they gave it to me." she puffed her cheeks. Little did she know, that this stranger was her designated fiance.

Notes: I keep thinking about the Dirty pair as a romantic couple, but I can't figure out why are they called 'Dirty'.. it doesn't sound suitable.. *pout*

Anyway, this is a short fic that kept bugging me to be written down, and I can totally picture those two like this. It's my first time writing a story that has nothing to do with ALPHA or PERFECT, but I guess it's nice to experiment new things.

Minna, please, leave a review~

Warnings: AU, Fem!Mukahi.

Mukahi Gakuto = Mukahi Gakumi.

She couldn't believe it.

Never in her past twenty years did she think that her marriage would be arranged, to a man she didn't know, nevertheless.

Mukahi Gakumi, a young woman of twenty two years old, third year studying English, had just attended a dinner with her parents to hear the news.. the shock of her life, to be exact.

"Can you repeat that, please?" she asked while clutching the water glass.

Her father cleared his throat and repeated "You are betrothed to the son of the Oshitari family," her grip tightened, ".. and you we are going to meet them at dinner tomorrow." She heard a crack, but couldn't care.

"Why am I.. stuck with that son?" she almost hissed her question.

"Dear, it's been decided since your birth." Her mother supplied helpfully, though she didn't know that she had only ignited the fire in her oldest daughter's heart.

"That still doesn't answer my question. Why?" she stressed on it.

"Eiji has been a really good old friend of mine, Gakumi, and when you were born, he told me that he wanted you for his son." Her father gave her a slight glare.

"Fine." She spoke nonchalantly with a shrug, but inside, she was yelling out curses. 'I'll never accept this.' She decided in her mind.

"Where's Gakumi?"

"The young mistress is not here!"

"What?!"

"I can't find Gakumi-sama anywhere!"

"I found her cell phone in her room!"

It appeared that the 'young mistress' had left the house hours before they were supposed to go and meet the Oshitari's, without anyone noticing. Gakumi's flexible and light body allowed her to be able to escape through any opening she could find, and her father couldn't find a better moment to curse her gymnastics classes more than now.

While somewhere far from the chaotic mansion, the cute red-haired girl was running down the streets with nothing except for her clothes. She didn't need anything anyway. All her thoughts were on avoiding her parents' house for a couple of days until the threat of killing her died down.

Che, they were her parents, right, but that still didn't give them the privilege to decide personal things, such as marriage, for her, without even her say on it. Gakumi promised herself to never go to that dinner or any other one.

Perfect! The traffic light just turned yellow and it would soon turn red, so she would be able to cross that cursed road.

Why cursed, one would ask? Because she could never cross it without accidents happening. Once she bumped into a kid, and another a bicycle hit her.. and every time there would be a mean to make sure she wouldn't go through safely. This time, it seemed that she would make it.

The unfortunate happened, and just when she was barely half way, she was caught in the headlights of a car and she was mesmerized.

No way.

This road definitely had to be cursed.

Gakumi couldn't move.

NOO-!

A loud screeching sound echoed around and she panicked as she fell backwards harshly, feeling her head ache. Everything was still..

Was she dead? No, dead people usually saw light in the end of a tunnel, right? The only thing she could see was black.. endless blackness..

Oshitaru Yuushi couldn't believe he was late to the meeting with his parents. He promised to finish work quickly and now was driving uncharacteristically fast.

He needed to get on time and leave a good first impression on the woman that would be his fiancée. Worse than that, the traffic light was about to turn red, and he needed to pass this one!

Out of nothing, a girl appeared in front of him running. Once she saw him, though, she stopped abruptly and froze in her place not unlike a deer caught in headlights. Once the thought of 'If the car doesn't stop, I'm going to kill that girl' processed in his mind, he panicked and both his feet stepped onto the breaks.

It seemed as if forever until the car stopped, but when it did, Oshitari was panting hard, eyes wide and glasses almost falling off his face. The blue-haired man looked with dazed eyes ahead only to find the girl sprawled on the ground, and his heart increased its erratic beats. It ached uncontrollably.

In a second, he was out of the car after fumbling with the seatbelt with shaking hands, and was kneeling beside the unconscious girl, clumsily trying to find a beat from her neck when he raised her upper body from the ground on his arm, and how relieved he was when he found it.

Oshitari took a deep breath and started slapping the girl's cheek softly to bring her back to the world of conscious. "Come on. Wake up, little one." He was repeating in murmurs. A couple of moments later, he was rewarded with a soft groan and a flutter of eyes, making his own eyes widen in surprise.

He had just noticed something familiar. He was so sure he saw her face before, but his memory couldn't aid him. That was until the girl opened her eyes. Realization struck him..

He had almost sent his designated fiancée to heavens..

Oh..

Oh..

What did they want him to become? A pedophile?! They were seriously going to get him married to a young girl?! Those parents of his..

Oshitari's attention was on the girl again when she began to speak, "A-am I dead..?" he blinked.

He let out the breath he was holding. Both of them looked each other in the eye, and the bespectacled man slowly brought her to his chest and hugged her loosely.

"No, you're not.." he said with a small smile.

A/N: Hehe~

'He almost sent her to heavens..' XD I keep laughing at that one..

Anyway, review, please?