Author's Note: HEY guys I'm back. Sorry for the wait, I didn't have much time to write anything. Well, here it is, chapter 4. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis. (I still don't get why people put this cause it's kinda obvious that you wouldn't own a manga but I'm putting this anyways. You know, going with the flow...)

Saturday. Finally. Of the four of them (Ryoma, Sakuno, Keigo, and Rin), none of them knew what to expect today. Fortunately, (or unfortunately) all of them were planning on watching Spiderman 3 at the Grand Cinema at 2:30. In the same room.
As it neared 2:30, Sakuno started walking toward the cinema. When she got there, Keigo was already waiting for her at the door. He smiled and handed her a ticket.

He turned around. "Let's go." Keigo wasn't so thrilled about his "date" today ever since he met that girl at the tennis courts yesterday. He tried to act enthusiastic for Sakuno. "Let's get a seat closer to the front, ok?"

Sakuno obediently nodded and followed Keigo into the room in which Spiderman 3 was to be played. The room had a lot of seats but was filling up pretty quickly. They finally found two seats next to each other in the front.

Sakuno settled comfortably into her seat. She wasn't expecting to enjoy the movie. She just wanted to spend time with Keigo.

Eiji was in his room when the phone rang. He was at home alone so he picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Eiji."

"Momo?!"

"Yo, Eiji, Inui's got four tickets for Spiderman 3 at the Grand Cinema. 2:30. Ya comin'?"

"What're we gonna to do there?"

"Are you stupid? We're going to watch Spiderman 3."

"No, what else?"

"Spying on Echizen."

Eiji glanced at the clock on his dresser. 2:03. "Count me in."

Ryoma was playing tennis against the wall at a park near his house. Every few seconds he glanced at his watch. Every time he looked at it, only a few seconds seem to have passed. He wished the time would move faster. He couldn't wait until it was time to go to watch the movie. He really needed a rest from tennis, especially getting beat by a girl yesterday. Little did he know that by the time the movie was over, he would've wished he had never gone in the first place.
Rin was reading in her room when her brother Sanada knocked on the door. He stuck his head in. "Yo Rin, I gotta go do something ok?"

"What?"

"Just…something. Listen, I'll leave the house to you ok? If Mom and Dad get back, tell 'em I'm gone, ok?"

"I'm gonna be gone too in a while."

"Where ya going?"

"Movies."

"What time?"

"Two thirty."

"Oh…well, I won't be long ok?"

"Ok, see ya."

After Sanada left, Rin grabbed her book and went to sit on the couch where it was more comfortable instead of the chair in her room. Suddenly, her eyelids started drooping and closed shut.

Yes, thought Ryoma. It's finally time to leave. It was a little after two, and it only took about five minutes to walk to the cinema, so he went inside his house to take a shower. Big mistake. Right when he stepped out of the bathroom after taking his shower, he came face to face with his grinning father.

"Hi, son," said his father in such a sly voice that it was beginning to scare Ryoma.

"What do you want?" said Ryoma, glaring.

His father smiled. "What do I want? Well, how do I put this? I want you to buy me the newest copy of Playboy magazine from Wal-mart. Now."

Ryoma froze. Playboy? A pervert magazine?! "No way. Go buy it yourself."

His father continued to smile. "I would, son, except that I've got to go to an interview with a sports magazine. We're going to earn some big money out of it." At this, Ryoma's father rubbed his hands together. "Tell you what son, there's a reward. If you go buy me the magazine now, I'll put you in an interview with Sports Illustrated, how 'bout that?"

Ryoma froze in his tracks again. Sports Illustrated? That was like the most popular sports magazine around! And if he could get an interview in it, he could get some bigtime fame and money! And not just in Japan, but in the entire world!

His father's voice interrupted his train of thought. "So, how 'bout it, son?" his dad asked again.

Ryoma glared at his father, not wanting to be submissive to him but also at the same time wanting the fame and glory. "Fine," he finally spat out.

"Yes!" his father shouted, jumping up and down.

Suddenly Ryoma's cousin Nanako appeared and put a hand on Nanjiroh's shoulder. "Uncle, time for your interview." She led Nanjiroh away as he waved a happy goodbye to his glaring son.

Ryoma went into his bedroom and looked at the clock. 2:13. He had better get going, or he might miss the movie. He sighed. What have I gotten myself into?

A/N: So how is it? Flames are welcome here. So are suggestions. I have a bit of an idea going, but always open to suggestions and stuff. Yeah, so keep reading. I'll try to update more often...and how do you like my pic on my profile? I think it looks cute, it's one of Kirihara, you know, the guy from prince of tennis with red eyes and stuff and the knuckle serve. anyways he's chibi with a tennis racket. go check it out and comment on it. oh and how did you like my previous pic, the one that said Syusuke loves Yuuta? (also from prince of tennis)