PS I Hate U

by StarrySky0103

Kirihara Akaya. Ace of the tennis team and makes speaking English seem like rocket science. Higashi Yukari. The 2nd year genius that everyone loves. The only similar thing about them? They both have a Yukimura-complex and hate each other's guts. "Seiichi likes me better!" "Lies!" "He's my childhood friend!" "He's my captain!" "He's my captain too, idiot!" "..." KIRIHARA/OC

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Prince of Tennis.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey! StarrySky0103 here! This is another new story, P.S. I Hate U. I've been putting up so many stories when I just started posting fanfics, but I'll try my best to update all of them. This story is Kirihara/oc/Others. So who will be the 'others' who try to take the OC away from the Devil of Rikkai?

PROLOGUE

Hiagashi Yukari. The second year pianist and manager to the boys' tennis team. Adorable, kind, caring. Top grades in her year. The Sweetheart of Rikkai. Silver, straight hair and soft, crimson eyes.

"Higashi-sempai!" A first year called out in the hallway. "Can you please explain the process of this equation to me?" he asked.

"Of course," she said with a smile. "So you see…"

5 MINUTES LATER

"…And that's how you do it!"

"Thank you so much! It's much easier than I expected!"

"Yeah, you just need to take your time and think about it more." The first year went on his way.

"Hey, Higashi," a third year yelled. "Sorry, but do you think you could take these to the student council room for me. I was about to go, but a teacher called me in for a meeting."

"I would love to, Kashi-sempai."

"Thanks, you're a lifesaver! I owe you!" Yukari took the large stack of papers to the student council room easily and when she finished, started to make her way to class.

"Hey Yukari!"

"We're still on for the mall on Saturday, right?" Two girls asked as they walked by.

"Definitely! Wouldn't miss it!" she laughed.

Higashi Yukari: The girl everyone loves.

Kirihara Akaya. The junior ace and future captain of the boys' tennis team. Cocky, confident, and childish. Can't score well on in English to save his life. The Devil of Rikkai. Black, curly hair and piercing emerald eyes.

"G-good morning, Kirihara-sempai," a first year cowered as he bowed his head.

"Hey," he answered, uncaringly.

"Hey, Kirihara! Don't get in trouble again!" a third year ruffled his curly hair. Kirihara rolled his eyes, but a hint of a smirk was visible on his lips.

"Hey, Akaya! See you at practice later!" a second year guy fist-bumped him.

"'Course. Just hope Sanada-fukubuchou doesn't give me more laps! Haha."

Kirihara Akaya: The boy everyone fears.

Two figures reached the door to Class 2-D. Their respective smile and smirk dropped. Green eyes and red eyes locked. They glared. A lightning bolt flashed between the two. Oh! There was one thing I forgot to tell you all! Higashi Yukari and Kirihara Akaya. Opposites. They both have a Yukimura-complex and hate each other with every fiber of their being.

"I hate you."

"I hate you more."

….Yeah.