Author's Note: This chapter will be pretty short because it's the first chapter, but the other chapters will be longer!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in Prince of Tennis sadly. YUP! Takeshi Konomi does!

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Chapter One: Story Book

Sakuno had been spending hours of her Saturday cleaning up her room. She'd been putting it off for such a long time now, and she finally had a chance to get to it, when the phone rang. "Hello? OH! TOMO!" Sakuno was glad to hear from her friend, considering it gave her a reason to stop working so hard.

"Did you see Ryoma the other day? I think he noticed us!" Tomo screeched. Sakuno felt her face flush once she heard his name. Ryoma. A prince indeed. He was a very popular boy for being someone so anti social. "He probably didn't...Ryoma never notices me," Sakuno replied sadly. "OH COME ON! I know he likes you! It's so obvious! You just need to keep at it!" Sakuno wished her friend was right, but every time she met up with Ryoma, he seemed to ignore her or criticize her on something.

As Tomo continued to try and convince her friend of how much Ryoma "liked" her, Sakuno had begun putting books on her shelf, when she came upon a thick book that seemed to weight more than any of the others. "Tomo...I'll call you back..." Sakuno said as she hung up the phone and opened the book.

To Sakuno. Happy 3rd birthday. Love Grandma

"This book..." Sakuno ran her hands along the cover and into the binding. "It's from my grandmother...I think I remember this." As she flipped through the pages she found a dusty bookmark at the beginning of one of the fairytales. "Cinderella. This used to be my favorite child's story. I always loved the ending..."

Sakuno hugged the book to her chest as she sat by her window and looked outside. "I always used to read this before bedtime and I'd always hope that maybe I'd find a prince just like the one in the story...Just like the story..." Sakuno then rested the book on her bed and sat down.

"Ha ha! Maybe Ryoma is my prince and one day he'll come for me." Sakuno giggled to herself. "But he doesn't like me like that...I guess all I can do is dream." Poor Sakuno sadly began reading the book to herself, pining for the love and attention that she craved from the cold seventh grader. A few minutes into the story, Sakuno felt her eyelids drooping, and soon enough, she had fallen asleep with her head resting on the book.

Suddenly the sound of small bells and voices came into play. "CINDERSAKUNO! CINDERSAKUNO!" The loud voices called out. "Wh...Huh?" Sakuno sat up quickly, and looked around. "What is this place!" She cried out. The room was colorful and filled with sunlight from the open window. She was resting in a small bed under a pair of pink sheets. "Where am I!" Sakuno fell from the bed and onto the wooden floor. Three bells above her bed were attached to ropes and were jingling nonstop. "CINDERSAKUNO!GET UPSTAIRS! NOW!" The three shrill voices cried in unison. Sakuno stood up and realized she was dressed in an old pink kimono. This wasn't her house, this wasn't her room, and these weren't her clothes. "Oh my god...I think I'm in a storybook...Cinderella..."

Once upon a time there was a young girl by the name of CinderSakuno. One morning she awoke in surprise to find herself in a very strange place. What was going on? We will now follow the adventure of this beautiful young maiden as she shall discover what she has always dreamed of.