Ok, I do not own prince of tennis or any of the character, or any of the plot.

This story is about a collision with the future, hope you guys enjoy!

P.S. it is my first fanfiction, so please be gentle, thanks a lot

Chapter one: And where am I???

"Are you ok?"

"yeah" Ryoma replied, trying to stand up, but he immediately found out that he was almost on top of another young man. Pulling his hats lower, he blushed and muttered "mada mada dane"

People around them sighd with relief, after all, it's not a everyday thing that you see a boy fall off a bridge and just so luckily get caught by another man. It was just like an action movie .

Ryoma stood up and winced: his back that was hit on the side of stone now hurts very badly. He looked up, trying to find Momo senpei.

And what he saw made his heart stop …

The stone stair way he was suppose to go up to the open field tennis court has disappeared, instead, a flyover stood right in front of him. Looking around, Ryoma found to his horror that once the quite and small pathway has become a wide street cramped with cars and skyscrapers.

Are you sure you are ok? The young man who caught him waved his hand around him and the look on his face was more surprised than worried.

Ryoma grabbed him:"where is here?"

" Tokyo , Tokyo in Japan," the man answered.

" what road is this?" "xx street…"

Ryoma loosened his grip, he knew the name of the street too well: everyday he would go through this street with Momo senpei , grab a hamburger, and go to the tennis court to play some tennis. But how did the street change in just a matter of seconds? And where in the world is Momo senpei?

"You really don't look good, do you need to go to the hospital?" the young man called to Ryoma again and put a hand on his shoulder.

But the dumbfounded Ryoma got into a run, knocking the man aside.

"hey, you left your bag!" sighing, the man picked up the bag with a chagrin.

"Echizan Ryom.. what!!" the man's eyes widened." But how can that be?"

Picking up the bag, he soon followed after the disappearing figure.

" It should be here, if the street hasn't changed , then my home should be just around here." Ryoma runned for a few more minutes, and then stopped. Unfamiliar surroundings, houses he has never seen of, all of these throw him completely off track and left him in utter confusion.

"You left your bag." The young man caught up to him and handed him the bag. " you are lost? Where do you leave?" "xx road number xx" Ryoma doesn't know why, but he found the man strangely familiar and comforting.

The disbelief and wilderment in man's eyes deepened. "that is your home? But now tbere.."

" You know where it is?" Like finding a seaweed when drowning in the sea, Ryoma looked up hopefully.

Hesitated a bit, the man pointed the way and led him to the supposed destination.

Walking and encountering with more unfamiliar views, Ryoma became more ane more confused and a bit scared. What has really happened?

"It's here,." After what seems like forever, the young man stopped and Ryoma found himself sigh with relief. "Mom, Kalupin… where are you?" At least the house didn't change… but what he didn't notice is how the young man's jaw dropped…

"if you are looking for the owners of this house, they moved to USA 6 years ago."

Ryoma just stared at him, well, he was not acturally staring at him, he wasn't basically looking through him. Too much shock and confusion had him completely nailed to the ground and the uncomfortable silence went on between them until…

"gululu…" looking down at his stomach, the young man smiled, "you seem hungry, now why don't you come with me and eat something first, nei, Echizan Ryoma kun? This is your name I suppose?"

Looking up at this strange man, Ryoma felt again the familiar and comforting aura that's around him. Nodding his head, he followed the man, too tired to think about anything else.

So the next thing he knew, he was sitting in a fast food restaurant, eating a hamburger and drinking his favorite soda. The young man kept observing him with a particular and thoughtful look and all the time with a smile on his face. And Ryoma find himself couldn't looking at the man also," how come this man is so familiar? The eyes, that smile…. It's just like…."

His thoughts were caught off by the sound of the news:" Welcome to today's Tokyo new, it's 2020, xx month xx day.." Ryoma found himself choking on the burger.

" what year is this?" he looked at the man in disbelief.

"what year does Ryo, uh, Echizan-kun think it is?" the young man asked without answering.

"2007 …"

The yound man sighed, "It's just what I think has happened, Ryo, un Echizan, you have come to the future. At here, it's the year of 2020. if you are really Echizan Ryoma, then you have traveled to the future of 13 years later."

" The future of 13 years later? " Ryoma muttered trying to process the information into his head, suddenly finding his mouth dry…looking up at the young man, trying to restart his dead brain computer, he asked, " if this is 13 years later, then who are you?"

" you don't me remember me anymore? " the young man smiled even a larger smile, " my name is Fugi , Fugi Syusuke …"

For the god knows how many times today, Ryoma found himself lost for word.

So that's the first chapter, what do you guys think? This is going to be a Fugi x Ryoma story, because I just love the feeling of two getting together. So, if you have any advice, please review, but just as I said, be gentle.

In the next chapter, Ryoma is going to meet some other people he is very familiar with…