Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis :D

Warning: Extreme lameness, and if you don't like masochism, don't read on. This is a bridge from this realm of insanity to the next. This realm is the Ryuzaki, Tezuka and Eiji/Oishi torture. Their torture styles are very different, because basically Fuji (the writer, actually) is trying to get used to the pure adrenaline he gets from torture. The next realm of insanity includes excessive use of Inui juice, some wasabi, and a bit of manipulation. Look forward to it:D

Part I: SEIGAKU, (v) Fuji, torturer, BRIDGE

Masochism.

It was the first word that caught his eye when he picked up the dictionary at the tender age of six.

MASOCHISM: Enjoyment of being hurt or punished – compare SADISM

Fuji proceeded checked up 'sadism'.

SADISM: The practice of getting pleasure from being cruel to someone – compare MASOCHISM.

It was the critical point of his life. To chose between masochism and sadism and live with his choice for all his life.

Any sane person would have picked sadism, and sadism he picked. He often wondered why he didn't chose the other and lived another, perphaps better life.

Was it the wrong choice, to chose sadism?

Fuji decides to use today to find out the ultimate answer that could change his life forever.

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A suicidal Fuji Syusuke is very out of place in the Fuji household, so he decided to use basement for his act. It was not as if he wanted anybody to see...Fuji snickered. It would be entertaining to see his family members' faces of pure shock.

Wait. He was reverting back to his sadistic side again.

There was an unused dressing table in the dusty basement. It was perfect. The crack on the mirror just adds onto the masochist effect.

Fuji fingered the penknife on his right hand guiltily. It didn't seem right to be betraying his sadistic side now he had been with it for nearly nine years. It was too late to turn back now...

Staring down at his own reflection with sharp cerulean eyes, he brought the penknife down on his wrist and cut.

To his surprise, it wasn't at all painful. Then, it dawned upon him. The gruelling tennis trainings has left his nervous system a wreck, and he wouldn't feel any pain unless you pour a jug of hot water on his arm. Which would be very painful.

The blood oozed from the cut and trickled on the gray tiles. It seemed almost ironic. The sadist, attempting suicide. He would have chuckled out loud if he wasn't doing this in secret.

The penknife, now stained vermillion with his own blood, was just the thing to send in to a photography competition.

Wait, that has got nothing to do with masochism. Perphaps Fuji would really do better as a masochist?

He did laugh over his cut, didn't he? Maybe he was laughing at his own reflection? It was undoubtly one of Fuji's hardest moments. He had never felt his brain so screwed up before.

The mirror unfortunately caught the light at the wrong moment, and glinted over like Inui's glasses, as if laughing at Fuji's plight. His eyes unconsiously snapped open, and saw the mirror's act of stupidity. His eyes narrowed in annoyance.

Glancing at the penknife, then at the mirror, at the crack, and back to the knife again, he smiled. It would be a friendly smile to any acquaintances or strangers of Fuji's, but behind it lies an evil plan, a conspiracy.

He pierced the penknife through the dressing table deeply, and pulled to the right sharply. The wood scractched and left an ugly scar, looking like it was going to bleed. Before long, the dresser was reduced to a pile of ruins, and Fuji laid panting, enjoying the exhilaration he got in return. Revenge is sweet.

Yes, he was a born sadist, no doubt, and he would never question his choice of life again.

A/N: Sorry I was so late, but we are having post-exam activities this week, and it was really tiring. No beta readers, so there might be heavy grammatical errors, since I always do fail grammar in school anyway .. Who wants to be my beta reader can give me a PM, and I'd chose (If I actually get ANY PMs)

A/N/A (1): Fuji shall never be a masochist. It sounds as wrong as Tezuka being a happy kid, Momoshiro dieting, Echizen losing to some lame guy at tennis, Taka making horrible sushi, Kaidoh running out of breath...and yeah, you get the idea. But my friends tried to prove me otherwise, and I shall show them wrong with this fic. MUAHAHAHHA.

(1): Author's Note Again