[A/N]: Thank you for the reviews everyone ! (^_^) Hope you continue reading it. Right now I'm updating really quick while the flow of the story is still in my head!

Again, I DO NOT OWN PRINCE OF TENNIS OR THE CHARACTERS. THIS IS PURE FANFICTION.

"Eh? Y-you?" Ryoma's head was full of questions; he didn't know what to ask first, "What are you doing here? How did you know where I live?" Ryoma kept asking consecutive questions.

"Is that any way to treat an old friend?" Kintarou complained

"I don't remember being friends with you," Ryoma retorted. Then he noticed that Kintarou was also all dressed up. "This is unusual for him," he thought in his mind.

"Anyway… why are you all dressed up?" Ryoma asked.

"Ehh? You don't know?"Kintarou cried.

"No, that's why I'm asking," he said in a monotonous tone.

"The same reason why you're dressed up!" He had a huge grin on his face, the same sunny grin he gives to everyone else, even back then.

"You're going to that press-con too?" Ryoma's eyes widened a little bit.

"You bet I am! Haven't you been reading the news?" Kintarou's eyebrow raised.

"What news?" asked the oblivious one.

"This event is more than a press-con for athletes! This is big! Lots of important people are going to be there! From entrepreneurs to celebrities to fashion designers and athletes from different parts of the world all in one place! It's going to be grand!" Kintarou explained with such excitement.

"…and why are you going?" Ryoma asked, breaking Kintarou's moment of excitement.

"K-koshimae! You!" he let out a sigh, "I've been invited because I'm one of the Junior Top Ten Players in Japan!" then he pouted, "To be honest I didn't really wanna go because I thought it would be boring. But a friend convinced me to go anyway."

"Yeah… and how did you find my house again?" Ryoma suddenly shifted the topic.

"Were you even listening?" he pouted again, "Anyway I heard you were coming to this press-con too so I thought of visiting you before…" Ryoma started to open the door and grabbed Kintarou from behind.

"Well if that's all you're going to say then Goodbye now, and don't bother yourself by coming back," Ryoma dragged him outside, "I still have lots of stuff to do and you're not on the list, so go on." Ryoma slammed the door and left Kintarou outside.

"Mou.. Koshimae, how rude! Just when I had a message for him!" Kintarou pouted, "Well I guess I have to tell him that later," he glanced at his watch, "Ah! I'm going to be late!" Kintarou turned around and headed to his next stop, passing by Nanako in the front yard.

"Ryoma-san, you're friend seems to be in a hurry. Aren't you going to be late?" Nanako asked to his cousin, "Nope, I don't know about him but the press-con doesn't start until 5pm," he replied.

"Well if you say so. But you still should hurry though, it's already a quarter to 4," Nanako stated.

"Yeah, I'll go in about 30 minutes," he replied.

Minutes later Ryoma headed to the venue, "Looks like this is the place," Ryoma looked up at the 20 storey hotel and stepped inside. The moment he stepped inside there was a long line of waiters and waitresses welcoming the guests on the red carpet. The walls were decorated with silver and gold wall decoration. Enough for it to shimmer when there is light; the chandeliers were crusted with diamonds. The buffet table had exquisite entrées and hors d'oeuvres. The curtains were made of the finest and most expensive fabric. The tiles were Pietra Firma, a tile with cut diamonds in it. Some of the entrepreneurs and their spouses were escorted to their reserved seats. The celebrities were also there chatting with important people. There were also politicians taking sips of champagne as they waited for the program to start.

"And I thought this was just a press-con," Ryoma thought in his mind as he let out a long sigh. Seeing as though no one he knew was in sight, he decided to sit next to a huge arched window to watch the view of the hotel's garden outside.

"There are really lots of people here. It's more like a party than a press-con," he though as he let out a short sigh and looked around. Tons of people really look important, "Although the women seem to be overdressed, and nearly all the gentlemen have golden teeth and expensive-looking shoes," celebrities kept on coming. One of them was the center of attention with her fabulous dress and her stunning hairstyle.

"Wow, it's her!"

"She's so marvelous!"

"I wish I had a wife like her!"

People drew their attention to the celebrities with stunning dresses. People were fawning over the one in the center. And as for Ryoma, he didn't bother to be part of it so he decided to look for the press-con room. He checked the directory and headed to the conference room.

He went back stage, no one even noticed he was there, "looks like they're still getting ready, well the press-con doesn't start for about an hour," he thought to himself.

"Gya!" there was a mild shout from one of the staff members

"Oi, are you alright? Be careful with that equipment!" Another one spoke

"Hai! I'm fine, I'm so clumsy."

"One more mess up like that and you're gonna get in trouble, Ryuzaki-san!"

"R-ryuzaki?" Ryoma turned around to see…

[A/N]: Haha, did I leave you hanging again? Well you just have to wait for the next chapter to find out what happens next! Thank you again for reading! (^_^)