One Simple Misclick

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis.

A/N: This fanfic is a challenge that gwynhara proposed, so I had no say over the pairing.

Note to gwynhara: If you think this fanfic is good, feel free to post it under your name. I can't find my way around on the-evil-empire (dot) net. As long as I get credit for what I've done and you don't edit it (unless there's a random typo) I don't mind. Also, please tell me before you do anything.

Enjoy!

Warnings: This fanfic is yaoi, and if you don't like the pairing…too bad :D


Yamabuki Junior High was silent. The corridors clean and void of noise-until the lunch bell rang.

At this point several students poured out of each classroom and dashed into the lunch hall, throwing bits of paper and pencils round as they went. In five minutes every table was crammed with chattering girls and hollering boys-except for the table in the far corner of the room. And this is where our story starts.

"Akutsu-senpai, have you ever been on a date before desu? Have you ever been in love before desu?" Dan asked as he seated himself next to his favourite tennis senpai. "Because I'd like to know what it's like to go out with somebody."

The senpai masked his surprise. Dan had never asked anything about 'love' before. "Of course not…and what makes you so curious all of a sudden?"

Dan slurped his soda noisily. "Everybody I know (except you, of course, Akutsu-senpai, you're uh…way too cool for that desu) has a girlfriend! Ryoma-kun of Seigaku has a girlfriend desu! You know how I want to be like him desu…"

"And so you want a girlfriend too? Cut the crap, Echizen is just an arrogant twit who's too big for his britches!"

"But Akutsu-senpai, you shouldn't be so mean desu-"

"Don't order me around!"

"Hai desu…"

A small silence reigned over the table. Finally Dan said,

"Akutsu-senpai, I know you can help me arrange a date desu. You're so cool and smart and you know what to say desu. Although I just want it to be a boy so that I don't get all tongue-tied desu…you know, like a practice date desu…"

The senpai slapped his forehead in irritation. How dense could this brat get? What made him think that he was a matchmaker?

"Just go on an online dating service dammit!" was all Akutsu could muster. He was that annoyed.

Dan, however, was not cowed. "Gee, you're right desu. I'll go on an online dating service and find myself a boy to go out with desu! I'm going to go online now desu! Thanks, Akutsu-senpai desu!"

Coincidentally the lunch bell rang, and as Dan skipped away realization hit Akutsu.

Dan was going to ask another boy out! And it would be a blind date!

Hyotei Gakuen

"Mm, Kabaji-kun, Ore-sama pities you, for you have never experienced a date," Atobe Keigo mused. Everyone else on the Hyotei tennis team snickered. Kabaji, however, was oblivious to fact that he was the butt of their joke.

"Usu."

"Come now, the Great One shall do a favour for you. Ore-sama will personally arrange a date for you on an online dating service! Come everyone, let us do it together," with a flick of his hand Atobe led his 'followers' down the hall into the I.T. room (where he charmed the teacher with almost no effort at all into leaving).

"Shishido-kun, turn on the computer and go onto an online dating service."

"Why the hell should I? I'm not like stupid Ka-" the brown haired tennis player was cut short by none other than Choutaro.

"Just do it, for me…?"

"Hmph, whatever," Shishido grumped as he turned the computer on. Gakuto and Hiyoshi snickered behind, Oshitari turned his nose up at the immature pair and Jirou snored loudly. Atobe smiled evilly and Kabaji stared, non-plussed, as the machine began to hum. Silence reigned for a few minutes. Shishido broke the silence.

"There, it's done," he announced and stepped aside to let Atobe sit down. But Atobe only stood and smiled.

"No, Shishido-kun, your job isn't done yet. You have yet to type up a profile for Kabaji-kun." Shishido flew up in rage but was wrestled down by a harassed-looking Choutaro. Gakuto's and Hiyoshi's snickers rose to roars of laughter.

"Let's start before our time is up…hn, what's this?" Atobe paused for a moment as he eyed a girl's profile on the screen. "She looks worthy of our Kabaji-kun, no?"

"Usu."

"Yes, yes…Shishido, Ore-sama shall leave you to type up Kabaji-kun's profile. After that you may click on the girl's profile. Oh, and don't forget to give the girl my email address. In the meantime Kabaji and Ore-sama shall attend a very important meeting."

"With the fan girls, no doubt," Shishido muttered resentfully as he watched his captain's back.

"It's not fair. Kabaji always gets the hot girls," Gakuto scowled. "Why can't I have her instead?"

"How about we play a prank? Have Kabaji date some over-sized, ugly woman," Hiyoshi suggested.

"Hey, good idea! Get that woman there-she's WAY older than our dear little Kabaji-kun!"

Shishido cackled as he clicked on the profile, typed something Atobe would write, closed the window, turned off the computer and followed his friends out the room. Little did they know that a single misclick had just changed Kabaji's life forever…

At Dan's house

Dan sighed inwardly at his email inbox. His eyes scanned all the junk mail and spam he had received that day before stopping at an email. It was an email from the online dating service. He was pleased and surprised at how fast someone had responded to his profile. He read the contents of the letter eagerly:

Hi, my name is Munehiro Kabaji. I am deeply in love with your photo and wish to be with you. I am sure that we will make a very good couple. In addition I am tennis team regular. I have my own fan club but I believe that you are the one for me.

Look me up: my email address is I will look forward to your wonderful words of love.

Be awed by my prowess!

Munehiro Kabaji

Kabaji seemed to be very arrogant, but perhaps he was really handsome. Dan grinned as he typed his reply. An added bonus, as many had mocked him for being honest and saying 'I am a man seeking other men'. What would they say now!

At Atobe's house

"Heh, a reply from Kabaji's target-that was fast-almost as fast as new girls joining Ore-sama's fan club!" Atobe smiled. Good, everything was going according to plan.

The Monkey King read the email, frowning. This girl was crazy about the word 'desu'. She had a 'desu' at just about the end of every sentence! Maybe he should dump her and choose someone worthier of his faithful Kabaji instead.

But this girl was pretty-he had seen her picture-and that was all that counted, right? Sighing, Atobe typed his reply and added several hints of getting together for a date. Kabaji should be grateful for all the help he was getting with this. The powerhouse tennis player had less sex appeal than an onion.

But he was the great Atobe Keigo's henchman. And so he was going to get the best the great Atobe could give him.

Two weeks later

After two long weeks of exchanging loving words and charming phrases a date was finally arranged. Dan was checking his closet for suitable clothes for a date. In his excitement he had invited Akutsu to his house. The senpai was sitting on Dan's bed drinking tea.

"Wow, are you sure this guy's really fourteen years old? I really didn't think you'd be stupid enough to go on an online dating service-I was just messing with you!" Akutsu growled. The last thing he wanted was to be involved in a date-rape case.

"Of course desu! I'll be fine-I've learnt karate over the internet desu!" Dan demonstrated a kick and fell to the ground. He sat up, laughing. "Sort of."

"Idiot, learning from a teacher is one thing and learning off the internet is another. You're never going to be able to get good posture," Akutsu pointed out crossly. "And I won't be there to keep you out of trouble all the time!"

"Then don't desu! I told you, I'll be fine desu!"

"How many times do I have to stop you from ordering me around! I hate it!"

"Sorry, sorry desu…"

"And stop saying 'desu', curses!"

"I'm sorry Akutsu-senpai, it's my habit desu. Do you think I can wear this shirt for the date desu?" Dan held out a smart-looking blue shirt with white stripes.

"Yeah, whatever," Akutsu rolled his eyes and looked out the window. What was with this brat? He just didn't seem to have a sense of danger. What if this Kabaji guy was really dangerous? And speaking of which, he'd heard the name somewhere…Munehiro Kabaji…but he couldn't seem to place it. Sighing, Akutsu turned around. And stared.

"What the hell is that?!"

"A spandex spaghetti top and shorts desu!"

"You can't wear that to a date!"

"Why not desu?"

"It's-it's…" Akutsu was about to say 'wrong', then humphed and turned away. The outfit made Dan look like freaking jailbait.

"Never mind. Do what you want, I don't care."

Dan sighed as he slipped back into a green shirt and shorts. Picking clothes for a date was harder than it looked.

Hyotei Gakuen

"Be awed by the effects of Ore-sama's charms," Atobe announced during lunch, making the rest of the tennis team look up.

"What did you do this time?" Gakuto chewed noisily on some cake. "Talk a girl into going out with you in three words?"

"Better," Atobe said, choosing to ignore Gakuto's sarcasm. He would punish the insolent twit in tennis practice later. "The Great One arranged a date for Kabaji."

"Wow, that's such a great feat. Atobe-kun, you deserve a Nobel prize," Shishido sneered, and the Monkey King made a mental note to kill the offender in tennis practice as well. Choutaro was kinder.

"That's wonderful! With whom?"

"A twelve year old girl by the name of Taichi. Odd name, but it is a girl…isn't it?" Atobe gave his team a say-yes-or-die look.

"Hai," Shishido said, omitting the 'fat' detail.

"Very good. Kabaji-kun, the date will be tomorrow. You will be picking Dan-chan up at six in the evening at the Rose Gardens on Kotetsu Street. You will also have dinner there and then take her to see a late night movie," Atobe paused for a moment, licking his lips. "Don't worry, Ore-sama will be watching from afar. The Great One never abandons his sheep in a moment of need."

"Sheep…what a fitting description," snickered Hiyoshi.

All Kabaji did was nod. "Usu."


A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review.