A/N: Yeah, I know he's a little out of character at times, but it's sometimes hard to get Fuji right in character, since he's a really complex character, except in certain situations (going to the US Open isn't one, lol). Also, things are a lot more formal in Japan, so I'd assume that Fuji would still try to get permission from his parents even if he's 19. And no, Ryoma and Tezuka didn't get the letter, this story's about Fuji. Hope you still like it. Once again, thanks for all the reviews. Now, on to chapter 3.

Chapter 3

The next day, over breakfast, Fuji was quiet. He was wondering if he should bring up the subject from last night or not. He decided not to, and to let his parents address it when they wanted to. For the time being, he was just quiet, eating his breakfast. Randomly, a memory of one of his high school matches popped into his head…

Flashback

Fuji was tired beyond belief, and sweat was dripping from his face. He looked at his opponent, a tall, black-haired man. His name was Suta Yaishi. He seemed to be completely unaffected by the long match, and he always had an evil glare in his eyes. Fuji knew from the beginning, when he had spit at Fuji, that this guy was not a good sport at all, and the evil glare in his eye only showed it more.

Fuji took a deep breath in and let it out, and then wiped from sweat from his forehead and got ready for the tiebreaker. He decided to finally give his new Disappearing Serve a try. He had worked on it for a month or two, but hadn't tried it during a match yet.

He threw the ball in the air, putting a spin on it with a twist of his wrist. He then hit it with his racket, putting even more of a side spin on it. It flew to the other side of the court, seemingly heading out. In then curved back in, hitting the line. Suta got ready to hit it, but then the ball reacted to its wicked sidespin and shot the other direction, leaving Suta's field of vision and seemingly disappearing.

The cruel look on his face was instantly replaced with a look of shock, which made Fuji grin. It was then Suta's turn to serve. He hit an extremely fast serve in the corner with the first serve, earning an ace. The second one was similar, but Fuji was able to return it. Suta then hit a bullet to the opposite side. It flew by with Fuji being unable to even touch it.

Fuji remained calm as he threw up his serve, using the same serve as before. It once again aced Suta, and tied the score two each. Fuji hit the serve again, except it seemed that Suta had figured it out as he took a step toward the ball and stretched out, returning it. He then immediately bolted back to the center, ready for the next hit. Fuji hit a drop shot to the right. Suta bolted toward it with incredible speed, hitting a lob.

Fuji leapt in the air and slammed it. Suta grinned and spun on one of his left foot, extending his arm and negating the smash with Higuma Otoshi. Fuji was shocked as the ball hit the line behind him. He had no idea that Suta could use it as well. Suta grinned cruelly as he got ready to serve. It was an easy point, another ace. That made the score four to two, with Suta in the lead. Fuji headed to his coach before heading to the other side of the court.

"He's incredibly fast, and has great stamina. He can not be beaten by simple means of hitting it in harder places on the court. You'll have to try to trick him. You could also try to-"

"Tell your idiotic coach to shut up so I can finish beating you," Suta said as he walked behind Fuji to the base line.

"I'll be alright," Fuji muttered to his coach as he went to the receiving spot.

He had always respected his coach, considering he was one of the best coaches in the region at the time, and he didn't appreciate Suta talking about his coach like that.

I'm going to make him pay for underestimating my coach and me!

Fuji awaited the serve with anticipation. He concentrated, and as it hit the ground, he swung powerfully. It was very similar to the Rising Shot, which he had asked his brother to explain it to him, and he had gotten pretty close to mastering it.

Suta immediately hit it back, and Fuji hit another drop shot. Suta returned it yet again with a lob. Fuji jumped in the air, ready to smash it. He saw a smug look on Suta's face as he got ready to his the Higuma Otoshi. Fuji smashed it close to the net, and Suta tried to hit the Higuma Otoshi, except he was off target, and the ball went way out.

Fuji grinned. He thanked Ryoma in his mind for showing him how to break the Higuma Otoshi a long time ago by breaking it when Fuji was using it.

You just simply have to hit a cord ball.

Fuji then served it, using a regular serve. Suta hit it back at him, and Fuji hit a deep and low groundstroke to the corner. Suta was barely able to hit it, and it was a lob again. Fuji leapt in the air again.

"It was just a fluke last time!" Suta shouted at him.

Fuji grinned, and smashed the ball, hitting the top of the net slightly, and changing the course of the smash, making Suta's Higuma Otoshi go out yet again.

End Flashback

Fuji had won the rest of the points in the tiebreaker, and therefore winning the match. The rest of the school's players also won, and the match led them to the final four in the national tournament.

"Syuusuke?" his father asked.

"Oh, sorry. What were you saying?" he asked.

"We asked if you were still planning on going to college even if you went to the US Open." Fuji's father repeated.

"Yes," Fuji replied simply, though the question gave him hope.

"Okay. Then I guess there's no reason for you not to go," he replied, smiling.

Fuji nodded happily. He was excited, but he didn't really show it. He knew his family would know that he was.

A/N: Yeah, I know, still a lot of OC, but hopefully he'll be more like Fuji throughout the story. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter.