Know Your Stars: Prince of Tennis

Summary: The Know Your Stars crew has sent their team of evil announcer to The Prince of Tennis world! Evil reign supreme over the princes! Or are they?

Authoress Note: My first 'Know Your Star' fic! I got tempted when reading Nintendo Queen's Know Your Star Yu-Gi-Oh! Also, this fic was once submitted by my best friend, Rokugo (I didn't have an account then). First up, our beloved chibi prince himself, Ryoma Echizen!


The stage was silent. It was lighted with a dim light of the backstage lights. It was enough to see the exclusive director chair settled perfectly on the middle of the stage.

"Ryoma Echizen, Ryoma Echizen. Please come to the center stage please," someone announced.

Backstage, the Seigaku Regulars were lost in the maze the producer set up for them. Ryoma heard his name got called twice. Then, right in front of him, the path was cleared up and he was led straight to the stage.

"Che," that was all he could respond. He went on the stage all the same.

"Ryoma Echizen, sit down on the director chair please," the announcer person, commanded. Ryoma was a bit startled.

"Why should I?" he asked.

"Just sit there, you-"the announcer stopped short "just sit will you!"

"What if I don't want to?" he asked again, with his hand in his pocket and the other holding a can of Ponta. Wrong move.

"You don't wanna know," the announcer warned him, sounded like it too.

"You're wasting my time," Ryoma replied.

"IF YOU DON'T SIT THERE, YOU'RE GONNA WISH YOUR TWELVE YEARS OLD LIFE THAT YOU WERE NEVER BORN!" this time the announcer made it clear, very clear.

"H-hai," he obeyed the voice, stuttering with fear.

"That's better. Now let's get started," the announcer said.

"Get started for what?" Ryoma asked. Another wrong move. Never question the voice.

"Quiet you!"

"H-hai!"

"Know Your Stars, Know Your Stars, Know Your Stars," the voice echoed the stage.

"Echizen Ryoma, he sucks his thumb when no one's looking," The voice started her job.

"That is not true! So uncool," said Ryoma, clutching his Ponta.

"Reaally?" the voice teased.

"Yeah!"

"Then why is your thumb always wet?" the voice asked.

"My thumb is not wet!" he replied, showing his wet thumb.

"Uh-huh," Ryoma blushed with embarrassment and rage.

"This is not my doing!" he shouted.

"Then whom? Like anyone would like to suck your thumb," said the voice. Then, heard the screaming of Ryoma's fan girls.

"I would! I would!" one of them yelled.

"Security!" a bunch of muscle guys dragged the girls out the studio.

"Okay, let's continue. Ryoma Echizen, he has an obsession over Ginger Beer," said the voice.

"GINGER BEER! I don't even like ginger!" he denied.

"Uh-huh! Then, what's there I see in you hand?" the voice taunted.

"It's my Po-," he stopped short. In his hand was now a bottle of Ginger Beer.

"What happened to my Ponta?" He yelled, standing up.

"How should I know? Ginger lover," the voice taunted him again.

"I do not love Ginger Beer! Or even close to liking it for all that matters," he shouted with his arms crossed.

"Ryoma Echizen, he secretly in love with OSAKADA TOMOKA!" said the voice with enthusiasm.

"Nani?" he choked on those words.

"Me? In love? With Osakada? I don't think so!" he added. Then, the ever-perky Tomoka came onto the stage.

"Ryoma-sama! I LOVE YOUUUUU!" she confessed he undying love for Ryoma.

"Stay away from me!" he ran for the door, but alas, it was locked.

"Save me!" he pleaded.

"Security!" once again, the muscle guys came onto the stage and dragged out another overly psycho fan girl.

Ryoma sat back on the director chair, gasping for air.

"Thanks. Wow, I never thought I'd say thank you the person who's been spreading lies about me," he thanked the voice.

"I didn't do it for you," the voice replied.

"Then, why'd you do it?" Ryoma asked.

"If you were to be tortured, it would be by me! Not by some fan girl!" the voice explained. Ryoma just rolled his eyes.

"Ehem. Ryoma Echizen, he likes to dress like a girl for TeenGirl photo shoot," the voice continued her job.

"That is whacked! I never dressed like a girl! But there is one time when I was a baby. Kaa-san thought that she would've a baby girl but instead, she got me. I was dressed like a girl for quite some times and I remembered a boy actually liked me. He was kinda cute," he said to himself.

"Ookay, too much information. Moving on. Ryo-" the voice was cut short by someone.

"Ladies and fan girls! I would like to present to you the copy of TeenGirl magazine photo shoot!" the voice announced.

Then, on the big, large screen behind Ryoma, was shown a slideshow of Ryoma posing, wearing tank tops, short skirts, Capri pants and such.

The fan girls were squealing at the top of their lungs. Some guys actually got nosebleed by looking at the pictures.

"That is not me!" Ryoma shouted. He was furious and blushing.

"Still not convinced, let see what the editor has to say," the voice smirked. Although you really can't see it.

Then, the slideshow was turned to the editor page of the magazine. One part was Largent.

"I would like to thank Ryoma Echizen, Kellie, Rumiko…. for their help in making the magazine 'Summer Style' section…'

"Not true! NOTTRUE! SOOOONOTTRUE!" he shouted, turning into chibi and jumping wildly.

"Now you know, Ryoma Echizen. Thumb sucker, ginger beer lover, in love with Osakada Tomoka and is a model for TeenGirl magazine," the voice ended the show.

"Not True! Don't believe a thing she says!" he yelled.

"Silly Ryoma, they do not have to believe what I'm saying. The evidence is clear enough," the voice replied, smiling with satisfaction.

"I was FRAMED!" he yelled "YOU!" he pointed at the ceiling.

"Let us settle this with a match!" he said, pointing a racquet, which appeared out of the blue.

"I'm sorry. I don't fight girls or anyone that dressed like a girl," said the voice.

"I'M NOT DRESSED LIKE A GIRL!" he yelled until his face was turned red.

"Byeeeeeeeee!" as the voice trailed off.

"Hey! Where are you going? Come back here!"


OWARI

Ryuu-san: Konnichiwa minna-san! So, what do you think? Please click that nice review button, ONEGAI! If there are any grammatical mistakes, please point that out as well. Dozou Yoroshiku!

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