The One Night Stand:
PROLOGUE

by: luvUnionJack202012

Summary: AU: Ryoma is taken to a strip club for his birthday. Will this just be a one night stand? Will Ann ever be with Momo? Why is Kate kissing Ryoma? Experience the lives of these college students as they learn about life, relationships, and themselves.

Author's Note: So it's been awhile! But I'm back and I'm really excited to continue writing! I hope you enjoy this chapter. The next one will be longer for sure, but this is for starters. I just really want to say thank you for sticking with me. Your reviews really got me through my period of writer's block.

** On a side note, I lost my notes for those of you who wanted to be in the story. If you remember them, that's great! If not, you're free to make up a new one. And if you want to be in the story anyways then that's totally fine! I'm accepting anyone. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't anything from the Prince of Tennis. I just own the storyline.

"Fuck you, Ryoma!"

"What the hell do you want from me? I go to games, I win, and I make "Daddy" proud..."

"Oh? I get it. You're unsatisfied with your contract. If that's the case, then just say so. You don't need to be such an ass about it."

"That's not what I meant at all! I want to do something else. I want more in life. "

"We're married, Ryoma. What else is there?"

~oOo~

Confused? Well, let me start from the beginning. My name is Georgina Hayate, owner of Georgina's, a strip club found in the center of what is known as Tokyo's red light district. Men, both young and old, travel from across the world to experience the pleasure offered by the most beautiful and most knowledgeable women in the world. Now, you may be wondering as to why my strip club is so important. Well you see, eleven years ago, a young girl dressed in tattered clothes entered my office looking for work. Just by a quick examination I could tell that she wouldn't generate any profits. So naturally, I showed her the door. She left with a curt nod and I went back to work.

To my surprise, she showed up again four days later wearing a red dress and pumps from Chanel. When asked where she managed to get it, she replied that a man bought it for her if she agreed to spend the night with him. It was the night she lost her virginity.

Seeing as how she wasn't a virgin anymore and could pick up a man in those awful, tattered clothes, I decided to take her in. But sex requires a certain tact and precision that she didn't have.

So we trained her.