Disclaimer: R. Tralins nor I own the Prince of Tennis or The Princess Bride. Nor do I own this story.

I'm sorry for the long wait. There were a lot of things happening that delayed me from posting this up. Hopefully, the next chapters won't take too long to be edited.

Now without further ado, let's go back to the story. Where were we? Ah, yes.

"…we're still mada mada dane."

Chapter 10

"You have impressed ore-sama that you both came out of the Soze Swamp alive, but it is the end of the road for you," Prince Atobe declared. "Come now, return what rightfully belongs to ore-sama and ore-sama might be persuaded to let you leave here alive."

Tezuka, instead of backing down, held on tighter to Fujiko. "I'd rather marry a Mary Sue," was his answer. "Or – you know – die!"

Prince Atobe smiled with satisfaction. "Ore-sama was hoping you'll say that." And with a snap of his fingers, he ordered, "Get me my tennis racket."

"Tezuka," Fujiko whispered. "Are you sure you could fight him? You're hurt pretty badly."

"Well, we could always retreat back to the Soze Swamp," suggested Tezuka.

Fujiko shuddered at the thought. As much as she loved Tezuka, she feared the awful puns of the D.O.T.S.es more. "Good luck," she said to her True Love and left him to face her fiancé.

Insert special sound effects when a game starts

"One set match. The Man in Blue and White to serve," Kabaji announced.

Just kidding.

"One set match. The Man in Blue and White to serve," the Samurai, officiating, announced.

"The loser is the Man in Blue and White! The winner is Prince Atobe! The loser is the Man in Blue and White! The winner is Prince Atobe! The loser is the Man in Blue and White! The winner is Prince Atobe! The loser is the Man in Blue and White! The winner is Prince Atobe! The loser is the Man in Blue and White! The winner is Prince Atobe!" The crowd of loyal Hyotei minions chanted until finally Prince Atobe took pity on them for shouting such a long mantra and snapped his fingers.

"Be awed at the sight of ore-sama's prowess," Prince Atobe said with a flip of his hair.

Tezuka prepared to serve, bouncing the ball then throwing it high up, up in the air. He reached out and extended his left arm, intending to hit the ball with all his might when…

"Aaaarggghh," he screamed, clutching his left arm.

"Tezuka!" Fujiko cried and rushed towards her True Love.

Prince Atobe rolled his eyes. "Oh come on," he whined. "We haven't even started yet!"

Tezuka remained on the ground, his left arm in seemingly awful pain.

"So annoying, but ore-sama assumes you forfeit this match," the Prince sighed. He motioned to his loyal minions. "Get ore-sama a Mary Sue," he commanded.

Fujiko gasped. "You wouldn't!"

"Well, he did say he would rather marry a Mary Sue," Prince Atobe reminded her.

"That's right, I did," Tezuka reluctantly admitted.

It was then that Fujiko made a decision. She turned to Prince Atobe "If I go with you peacefully, will you promise not to marry him to a Mary Sue?"

"Fine, fine," Prince Atobe relented. "Ore-sama won't marry him to a Mary Sue."

"Nor kill him," Fujiko added.

The haughty prince rolled his eyes. "Ore-sama swears on the great Atobe name that ore-sama will not marry him to a Mary Sue nor kill him. There, happy?"

The future Princess of Hyotei nodded and turned to her one and only True Love. "Tezuka," she said. "When I heard news of your death, I was devastated. Now that I know you are alive, I am willing to sacrifice everything to make sure you stay alive and be unmarried to a Mary Sue."

"Fujiko..."

"Goodbye," she said, her voice breaking with unshed tears, and walked away from the only man she will ever love.

"I cannot believe that you gave a promise that you will not marry that man to a Mary Sue nor kill him," Oshitari, Prince Atobe's most trusted secretary, murmured as they waited for Fujiko to cross to the Prince's side.

"Well, ore-sama was loathe to inflict a Mary Sue upon another man in the first place," the prince shuddered.

"I see. And the bit about the killing?"

"Ore-sama doesn't break a promise. Ore-sama won't kill him," answered the prince as he, once again, got up on his high horse. "But ore-sama didn't say somebody else will."

Fujiko had, by then, reached the Prince's side. "Could you return him to a ship bound for the country of Seigaku?" she requested.

"Very well, ore-sama will tell Oshitari," Prince Atobe said.

The prince motioned for his secretary. "You know where to bring him?" he asked.

"Of course."

"Ore-sama will leave it up to you then," Prince Atobe said.

And after a final look at Tezuka sitting on the ground with his eyes showing all the hurt in the world, Fujiko rode away.

"Let's go, Kabaji. Samurai," the Prince said as he followed his fiancée.

"Usu."

"Samurai?" Tezuka asked, thinking that he had heard that name somewhere before. But before he could ascertain just exactly where, the prince's secretary came and stood before him.

"Stand up," Oshitari commanded. "I have been tasked to bring you back to the country of Seigaku now."

"I am not of the habit of letting my guard down," Tezuka stated. "Where are you really taking me?"

Oshitari considered the Man in Blue in White in front of him and saw in his stoic face and serious eyes that the man had an inkling about where he was headed. "Well, I see no harm in telling you since you possibly cannot do anything about it," Oshitari finally said. He leaned closer to Tezuka's face and whispered:

"I am taking you to Hell."

The very next day, Prince Atobe and Fujiko were married.

The people of Hyotei once again gathered in the courtyard to catch a glimpse of the latest addition to their royalty.

"I present to you, ore-sama's wife – Princess Fujiko!" Prince Atobe announced, once again, to his subjects.

The crowd cheered as Fujiko appeared in her silver-grey wedding gown and smiling her beautiful smile.

Then somebody booed. Sort of.

"Boo, desu!"

"Oh, dear," Fujiko said.

Everyone looked around to find out who had the audacity to boo the new Princess of Hyotei.

"Boo, desu!"

All of them realized that the 'boo, desu' came from a man of short stature who was sporting a green headband.

"Boo, desu!" the guy kept on shouting.

"Capture him!" Prince Atobe immediately ordered. The Hyotei soldiers rushed to follow his command when Princess Fujiko held up a hand to stop them.

"Wait," she said. Princess Fujiko walked over to the man and asked, "I would very much like to know, young man – why do you boo?"

"Boo, desu! You had True Love and you threw it all away, desu," he explained. "Instead you married someone who you don't love, desu! So, boo Princess Fujiko, desu! Boo unfaithful, unloyal Princess, desu!"

The young man continued his booing-desu and soon, one by one, the crowd started to chant with him. "Boo!" they shouted. "Boo, desu!"

Fujiko woke up screaming.

And that was only the first of Fujiko's nightmares.

The next night,

Fanfic, interrupted.

Hey, what about R.T.'s big fake-out there, huh? You've got to give him props for doing that. I actually thought for awhile that it was all over and said to myself, "No, it can't be! Fujiko was supposed to end up with Tezuka, darn it." Imagine my relief when I read that it was just a dream.

I told R.T. about my experience reading that part and he said to me that he purposely put that there as a warning that not all stories have a happy ending. Bad things do happen in fanfics. It can't be all 'happily ever after.' Characters get sick, the bad guys defeat the good guys, the hero dies, authors never update…

I'm not saying that all that will happen in this particular fanfic but it would be best if you, as Tezuka-buchou would say, not let your guard down.

And with that sage (and depressing) advice from your Uncle R.T. and I, we continue with Fujiko's nightmare.

The next night, Fujiko dreamed of her having a baby with the Prince. Keigo Junior was just about three months old when Princess Fujiko was teaching her son how to speak.

"Say okaa-san," Fujiko smiled and tickled her son.

"O-o…"

"That's it," she encouraged. "Junior can say 'okaa-san.'"

"O-o-o…Ore-sama!"

That traumatized Fujiko so much that she screamed for one hour.

On and on it continued. Nightmare after nightmare that was so bad that Fujiko was afraid to close her eyes to sleep anymore. She realized that she made the wrong decision in leaving Tezuka and she went to find Prince Atobe to ask him to end their engagement.

She found him sitting at the throne room and talking with Oshitari and Kabaji.

"Prince Atobe," Fujiko interrupted their one-sided conversation. "I am afraid that I just cannot marry you. My heart belongs to one man and one man alone. Please release me from this engagement so I can go back to my True Love."

The prince, of course, would never allow the indignity of being jilted but knew that he should appease his fiancée at the meantime. "Very well, ore-sama will grant your request and send word to that man. Be awed at ore-sama's graciousness," Prince Atobe said. "But until he arrives at the palace to take you away, we will remain engaged. Mayhap he would not want to take you back after you left him outside the Soze Swamp."

"I believe in my Tezuka. He will come for me."And Fujiko left, once again smiling, anticipating Tezuka's return and her first good night's rest since she returned to the Hyotei Palace.

Prince Atobe waited until Fujiko was out of earshot then turned to his secretary. "Have you done what ore-sama asked of you?"

Oshitari's eyeglasses glinted. "Yes, Atobe-sama."

"Good, good," Prince Atobe said with a wicked smile. "Ore-sama will not allow anything, especially that man, to ruin ore-sama's wedding plans. Right, Kabaji?"

"Usu."