ANA'S BIRTHDAY

Summary: Randomness… Pairings are um… Akaya/Ana (my friend), um…

Me: That's a bad summary, I know… just read.

Akaya: Why must I be tortured?

Ana: Because you're my favorite! –hugs him-

Me: -sigh- No, Akaya and other people in Tennis no Ouji-sama don't belong to me or Ana.

CHAPTER 1

A 13 year old girl was walking down the street and saw people playing tennis. She started watching, used to watching her friends play. "Hey! You can't stay here! It's either you play or leave!" said a voice. Her blonde hair swished gracefully as she turned her head. "Who are you to tell me this?" she snarled. "I'm Akaya Kirahara, you nobody." He said. This got her really mad. "And I'm Ana Brandt! You have no right to talk to me that way! What the hell's your problem?" Ana asked, and with rage in her eyes.

Then Marui saw the two arguing and smirked. "Oooo! Akaya has a girlfriend! She seems like a feisty one…" Marui said. Ana looked at him with confusion, and then just got angry again. "Dude, you'd think I'd date him? Not likely. I bet he's a queer by the looks of it. Never even went out with a girl, let alone go out with one as pretty as me." Ana said. Akaya growled, "Fine! You know what? Why don't we go on a date to see who's the better person? Tonight at the French restaurant at 7:00 a.m.!" Akaya yelled.

"FINE!" Ana screamed and stomped away.

FRENCH RESTAURANT

Akaya was dressed in a green dress shirt with a black jacket that matched his black pants. Basically an average dress outfit, though he looked very handsome. 'That girl better not have stood me up,' Akaya thought. Suddenly the sound of heels was in the air and Kirihara gasped. IS THAT HER! WHOA!

Ana curled her golden blonde hair and let it flow. Her blue eyes were surrounded by her long, thick eyelashes. Her spaghetti strap light blue dress was absolutely stunning on her, showing off her sexy curves. The white high heeled sandals made her 2 inches taller, making her Akaya's height. She was gorgeous; it was like Aphrodite herself came to earth.

"You couldn't even comb your hair?" Ana asked annoyed. Akaya got out of his daydream and frowned. "What's with you? Are you a prostitute? I knew you were that kind of person," Akaya smirked. Ana didn't react. "Typical of a dog. All bark and no bite," Ana said and went inside the restaurant, leaving Akaya outside looking like he was about to explode.

At dinner, everything was quiet. Ana was just calmly eating his soup, but Akaya was just staring at her. 'ARGH! Why am I staring at her?' Akaya asked himself. The blonde noticed him though and just shrugged it off. 'He's such a weirdo…. Though he is pretty cute…' Ana thought. Then slow music started to play, and Ana felt like dancing. So instead of asking politely, she provoked Akaya.

"I bet you have two left feet Akaya," Ana smirked. Akaya went, "Oh yeah! Come on blondie!" Akaya said and grasped Ana's hand, directing her to the dance floor. They gracefully waltzed to the music, like they were one. Both were too busy looking into each other's eyes in longing. "I guess you aren't such a baboon after all," Ana said. Akaya smirked. "Just shut up and enjoy yourself," Akaya said.

PARK

They were walking around with nothing to do. Both were thinking the same thing… 'Dare I kiss that brat, or not,' they thought. Then suddenly… "HI ANA!" a boy yelled. Ana gasped. It was her brother Zackery! "Zack, go home!" Ana yelled. Akaya picked her up bridal style and ran.

STREET TENNIS COURTS

"Well, um… see ya," Ana said. Akaya quickly grabbed her arm, spun her around, and pulled her into a kiss. Ana gasped. It ended too soon before either one of them wanted to, but you need air too live! "I hope I see you more often," Akaya smirked and walked off. Ana was left standing there in shock…

THE END

Me: It's too short, but oh well!

Ana: I love it!

Me: READ AND HAVE FUN!

P.S. - We know it's stupid, but give us a break. It's Ana's birthday! Yay!