Are You The Sweet Invention of A Lover's Dream?
A/N: Third Chapter. Cinderella shows up again. What fun! But before, Fuji has a meeting with his oh so loveable parents.

Disclaimer: I do not own the character's or personalities of Prince of Tennis. HOWEVER. I have full control over what they do in this fic. Neither do I own any of the cinderella stories.

Warning: This may not be the fairytale you all want to happen.
PLEASE READ THE LYRICS.
YOU'LL UNDERSTAND THE STORY BETTER.

In This Chapter: Hints of people spontaineously bursting into song and dance.

Summary: AU//Thrill Pair//Dont you hate those cliche cinderella stories? Well, here's another one for you. Fuji Syuusuke, the first son of the King and Queen of Seigaku, was giving a ball, and every eligable woman in the country was invited. His mother went behind his back, just because she wanted an heir to the throne, after Syuusuke. Syuusuke always felt trapped within the castle walls, but one day, on his daily sneakings from the castle, he bumps into a small golden eyed boy and he knew from the look in his eyes, that he felt the same way. //Slightly based on Cinderella. The Movie. The one with Brandy and Whitney Huston in it//

Other little things you might not be aware of:
-Lyrics
-'Thoughts'
-Emphasised Word

Chapter 3. His Royal Highness Prince Fuji Syuusuke is Giving a Ball

Fuji stepped through the large red velvet curtain that seperated the doorway and his parents bechambers. His mother was sitting across from his father, and currenty both engaged in a battle royale chess game. Fuji cleared his throat and his mother shreiked and ran over to Fuji squeezing him.

"Its good to see you too Mother." He breathlessly panted out. She let go of him and smiled.

"Syuusuke dear. Your father and I have been discussing lately." She started.

'That's never good.' Fuji thought dimly. "Well, since you're going to turn 20 soon, the rightful age to take up the throne, we've been thinking that you need to find a bride. After that, maybe even produce an heir to take up the throne after you." She said calmly. Fuji had known this was coming.

"Dearest Mother, you know I want to fall in love before I am to be wed." He said looking down at her. At this, his father got up and walked towards them. He rubbed his hands on his mothers arms.

"You know son, we, as in, your mother and I, aren't going to be around forever. The sooner you produce an heir, the better." He stated.

"You guys married out of love. Why can't I?" Fuji was slightly irritated and his attempts to hide it were futile. He had had this conversation more than once, and he would have been happy if it hadn't happened again. Usually, the idea of another ball would be presented and that's what he hated the most.

"Well, to give you a push, we were thinking of throwing you another ball with all the eligable women in the country invited."

'Bingo.' Fuji was beyond annoyed now.

"Mother. I am not going to have another ball. I am sick of all these women wanting me for my money, or my looks, or because I am to be king. I completely refuse. Let me fall in love on my own, and in my own way. That's final." Fuji turned and walked calmly out of the room. His mother stared after him and squeaked.

"Did he just do that?" The Queen squeaked at her husband. "I think he did." He stated simply.

"Saeki!" She called.

"Yes, Your Highness?" Said Saeki that randomly appeared from behind the curtain. He always seemed to be at the High Royals' beck and call.

"Prepare a proclomation from the prince." She said standing up straight having a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Are you sure that's a good idea Your Highness? I mean, according to what the Prince was saying-"

"Saeki." She turned and gave him a stern look. Saeki just turned his head back to the paper he was writing on. The queen cleared her throat and began to speak.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Fuji Syuusuke, is giving a ball."

Fuji wasn't in the greatest of moods. Every single time he and his parents had the conversation, it always ended up in his mom secretly planning a ball. Of course, he would always find out very soon. He did live in the palace, and he always knew what was going on. Sometimes the credit of Fuji's knowledge went to Saeki.

The young prince had decided to take a walk around the castle grounds. There he could do anything. He could play golf, go swimming, play tennis, sit in the hot baths, get a massage, ride his horses, even play billiards. There were so many choices, but Fuji opted towards going for a walk.

His quick, lean legs led him towards the stables. That's when he remembered, 'Echizen Ryoma works at the stables.'

He went to the shelter where all the horses were kept. Oishi, the person who is in charge of managing the stables, along with his parter Kikumaru, were currently grooming the horses when Fuji stepped in.

They looked up from what they were doing to stare at the beauty who walked through the door. They quickly looked towards eachother, and Kikumaru got up and walked off.

"Good Afternoon, Your Highness." Oishi said smiling.

"Hello Oishi. I presume you've kept this stable in top shape?" He said swiping a finger across a plank of wood and inspecting how much dust there was before blowing the dust away with a dignified puff.

"Oh yes of course. And, if I may ask, what brings you here this time of day? According to your schedual, you don't go riding until tomorrow." Oishi said.

"I was just passing by. I dont really plan on riding today." Fuji's eyes darted around the inside of the building, hoping to catch a glance of the boy, Echizen, he saw yesterday. However, Oishi noticed this, and said, "Are you looking for something, You Highness?".

Fuji just shook his head. He turned around, signalling he was leaving. He paused at the doorway.

"Oh and by the way, you can call me Fuji you know. And tell Eiji I said hi." Oishi smiled as the prince walked out. He really liked how Fuji was always so calm, and nice around the servants. Even so nice that he lets them call him by his name.

Kikumaru came back and promptly went back to grooming the horse he had started before.

"Did you make sure none of them knew Fuji was coming?" Eiji nodded.

"Okay. I don't know if we should keep doing this. The prince needs to know who is working for him." He sighed.

"I know. But, there are some things that just cant be changed. Atobe said that they weren't ready to see him face to face yet." Oishi sighed again. Atobe was the person that employed them and put them in charge of the stables. He was very arrogant and could get very full of himself, but he was very kind hearted on the inside, despise how much he showed it on the outside.

He had asked, demanded, that no one but the head servents of their section should be allowed to see the prince. It was something Atobe believed that they were, "unworthy" as he calls it.

Ryoma stared off into the distance as he watched Syuusuke walk away.

"Syuusuke, I think I have heard that somewhere before." He whispered to no one in particular. After Syuusuke talked to him, no matter how unimportant that conversation was, it made him feel a bit better.

He started to walk around the marketplace, humming a song he heard earlier. He stopped by a flower shop and stared at the variety of them all. He picked one up and sniffed it. He turned around and looked at couple arguing, he stepped up to the lady who was in near tears and gave her the flower.

She smiled at him, and Ryoma began to walk in the direction of the post he tied his horse to.

Suddenly, one of he castle's carriages came down the road leading into the marketplace and stopped in the central square. Having caught Echizen's attention, he went down to check what the comotion was all about.

Saeki Koujirou stepped out and unrolled the scroll he held in his hand. With a booming voice he said, "A proclomation from the prince." All the girls started squealing and giggling.

Saeki held his hand up and they all silenced. He started once again.

"His royal highness, Prince Fuji Syuuske, is giving a ball, and all eligable women in the kingdom are invited."

Behind him, carts came out and started collecting all the items they would need for the ball. All the girls started to dance and sing with eachother, and others just talking about what they were going to wear. Two beauty lacking girls were talking with their mother about how the prince would want to marry them, and a girl known as Cinderella just stood there, holding her many packages, and said, "The prince is giving a ball."

TBC

A/N: Okay. Last time I didn't get 5 reviews, but I let it pass because I got 9 for the first.
It's not alot people...5! That's it!
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And yeah, I was planning to make this chapter longer, but I didn't find the need to. So please review, and tell me what you think! Next Chapter: The Prince and the Stable Boy.

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