A/N: Hi all!! This is going to be my first multi-chaptered fic in a long long while and I hope I won't run out of steam before I can complete it. I do have an idea of what is going to happen and all that so it shouldn't take too long. This is set in their last year of high school, which is about 5 to 6 years after the current PoT time zone. There is an OC but he is only marginally important. Sorry if the story line is a teeny weeny cliche but I'll try not to make it too cliche. haha. Enjoy!

Ryuzaki Sakuno stood in front of her mirror, doing a final check on her dress. Well, she had no idea what colour to pick but since her best friend told her yellow would look best on her, she decided to just go along.

"Hmmm… It does look pretty good. It was a good idea to go with what Tomo-chan says after all," thought Sakuno in her head.

Well, for those of you who are wondering why she would need a dress in the first place, here's why. It's the senior prom that's why. Yup it is the senior prom, the event marking the third and final year that they would spend in high school.

"Oh no! I need to finish my doing hair, Tomo-chan and Horio-kun and Kisaki-kun would be here soon. I cannot keep them waiting!" Sakuno was in a slight frenzy, noting that she only had 20 minutes left to get ready.

"SAKUNO!!! Are you ready?? I'm coming up now!!!" Sakuno hurriedly place the finishing touches on her hair upon hearing her best friend's voice coming nearer and nearer to her room. Her door suddenly burst open, revealing Tomoka Osakada, her best friend for what seems like forever, looking really cute in a blue spaghetti dress.

"Yay!! Sakuno, you look really, really cute! Come down quickly, Kisaki-kun must be looking forward to seeing you," exclaimed Tomoka in her really loud voice.

To all you dear readers who were familiar with Tomoka in her younger days, I have to tell you that she has not really changed much. Tomoka Osakada was still loud. Turning 17 and having a boyfriend has not removed that particular trait of hers. Of course, the fact that her Horio is just as loud as she is probably does not help matters. Anyway, I digress. Let's go back to the story and at this point, Tomoka is pulling, rather ungracefully I might add, Sakuno down the stairs.

"Kisaki-kun!!! Look at how pretty Sakuno is, ne??" Tomoka said, to the embarrassment of her best friend.

"Tomo-chan. Gomen Kisaki-kun, Horio-kun for making you wait. Why don't we leave now?" said Sakuno while ushering her guests out the door.

"Bye grandma!! I'll be seeing you at school later right?" Sakuno asked her grandmother. Although Ryuzaki Sumire is mainly a teacher of the junior high section, they do get invited for high school events such as this.

"Yes you will dear. So we'll do the photo-taking and whatever later ok?" she said, as a reassurance to her granddaughter. "Now, go have fun you four."

At almost the same time, Echizen Ryoma was standing in front of his own mirror, with his mother adjusting the buttons on his shirt and jacket. Surprisingly, or maybe not, Echizen Nanjirou's voice can be heard whining outside of his son's room.

"Rinko-chan!! How is it that our son is going to his high school prom without a date? No Echizen has been to his high school prom without a date.

"Oh, just be quiet Nanjirou. Who was it that raised our son to be so obsessed with tennis that he has practically no interest in girls?" Rinko retorted, affection obvious in her voice. "Anyway, isn't it better he's like that then be a pervert like you?"

Ryoma snorted at his mother's brilliance while Nanjirou continues to whine outside.

"Cheh. I don't even want to go if they didn't make it compulsory for all team captains and club presidents to go. Something about an award ceremony," grumbled Ryoma to his mother.

"There, there. You'll be meeting some friends there right? Try to have fun. Or at least go there to enjoy the food. Don't worry about what your father is saying, you know how he can get," Rinko said reassuringly as she adjusts her son's hair.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Momo-senpai did say he will be coming back for some alumni nonsense so at least he'll be there. That Horio is going with his girlfriend and I doubt Katsuo and Kachiro are probably not going. Cheh," It's perfectly obvious that Ryoma has absolutely zero interest in going to the prom.

"Ne seshounen. Leave now. Go to this prom alone. Just remember that you are an embarrassment to the Echizen line," said Nanjirou while dragging his son out of his room and pushing him out the door.

"Baka oyaji. Are you sure you are not the embarrassment to the Echizen line you perverted old man! How am I supposed to get a girlfriend if I know she's going to be harassed by my perverted father," Ryoma shouted through the door before walking towards the direction of school.

"Echizen! You are walking to school? Let's hitch a ride with us," Ryoma turned to see his friend (well, they hang out together and all that…) Horio calling out to him from the window of his father's car.

"Yes, Echizen-kun. Why don't you squeeze in the back with the rest of them," Horio's father invited Ryoma. Seeing as how he does not really have a choice, Ryoma muttered a quick yes and opened the back door of the car.

Ryoma had no idea why he was so surprised but he was to see Sakuno sitting in the car with Tomoka and some guy who looked very familiar. Seeing as Tomoka is Horio's girlfriend, he assumed that guy is Sakuno's so-called date to the prom. At that thought, he scowled to himself, wondering at this rather irrational hatred towards the unknown guy.

"Good evening Ryoma-sama!"

"Good evening Ryoma-kun."

"Good evening Echizen-kun"

"Damn. Who exactly is this guy? Oh wait. I think he is Kisaki. The guy who is a star pianist in the school's music club," thought Ryoma to himself. Out loud, he just grunted something that sounded like hello in reply to the good evening wishes. Somehow, he managed to squeeze his still rather small frame into the space beside Kisaki although it was tight. Thank goodness that he is still rather small in size in spite of already turning 17. He is taller now but can in no way be considered big-sized. Leaning back into the seat, he sighed and thought about how this is going to be a long evening.

A/N: here you have the first chapter of the story. I know the title is quite bad, I'll try to come up with a better one. Please please please do leave a REVIEW coz that will so totally make my day!