Ola Amigos!

Its about 1:30am and I'm just now getting around to this, but thats because I really was writing for this story. I'm trying to tweak it so that its satisfying as it can be for you guys. Its kind of hard, because you won't believe what I've been listening to while editing/writing this. Now I'm not sure if this is a good or bad thing, but I've been listening to Four Parks, One World: The Official Walt Disney World Soundtrack. As in when you go on the rides or park openings and they have that music, yeah, my friend let me borrow that cd so thats what I've been listening too.

CrypticButterfly: Lol, that makes me feel so much better. And I have been getting better at reading my own work. Though I'm not sure if its because I'm getting over it - or that its too early in the morning. But I appreciate your comment so much!

Anise: Nyah, thats what I'm worried about with this fic, is how realistic everything is. I've got basically no experience with relationships and so nada with threesomes. I guess its all about thinking logically about what you would feel and then translating it into how the character feels. Or maybe I'm thinking too much about this. Thanks for the review!

Reviewers: Its seems the general opinion is that I'm torturing poor Oishi...and that might slightly be the case by pure chance. But I would never, ever, ever intentionally screw with him...Nope...never...

Disclaimer; I know your all surprised, but I still don't own Prince of Tennis. -shock-

Eiji; in brackets (is that how you spell it?)

Oishi; not in brackets (cause it seems wrong...)

- i so hate you

Oishi lay on his stomach on his bed, the lights off and phone in hand. There was no way he was going to be getting any sleep, anytime soon. Especially not without telling someone what had just happened. That someone just happened to be Eiji, who just happened to seem to know something about it.

( -- how was ur date? )

Oishi refused to reply to that, and instead waited, refusing to answer being the best expression of his feelings.

(-- oishi! dont be mad, pls )

Oishi looked at his phone, honestly wondering how he would answer either question. He supposed the first part hadn't been so bad. It had been a little uncomfortable, but he could deal with that. The movie was good, he had popcorn and it felt pretty good to be in the company of people he liked. It was the thing that happened afterwards that really unsettled him. Biting his lip, Oishi texted back.

- the movie was good. but then something happened after.

He couldn't bring himself to text what had happened. That was just weird, and Eiji probably already knew.

( --really? tell me )

- i'm pretty sure you already know. :(

He couldn't help but add the frowny face, it expressed exactly what he was feeling, after all.

( -- dont be mad

-- fuji made me promise not to tell you

-- im sorry :( :( :( )

Oishi stared at his phone, trying to bring himself to continue being upset, but found he couldn't. Besides, Eiji would stop texting if Oishi made him feel worse, and he still had questions to ask.

- when did fuji tell you?

( -- two weeks after you moved in )

"What?!" Oishi exclaimed, barely remembering to lower his voice. He blinked in astonishment, wondering just how serious this was going to get. How long had they been thinking about this? Two weeks wasn't enough to decide whether or not you wanted to seriously date someone was it? Especially when you had you're own boyfriend, this was completely...illogical.

( -- he said it was only right to ask my permission for something this serious

-- i think he may have called shishido 2 )

Shishido knew? Oishi felt like he was going to be sick. Fuji asking permission from Eiji was one thing, but asking Shishido whom actually had some respect for him as a human being was somewhat humiliating. He didn't have many very good friends, but he really didn't want to scare away the few he had. Who else would he rant about teenagers with in his spare time?

He took a deep breath as typed next.

- does anyone else know?

Oishi waited, patiently and anxiously for the text. Eiji was usually quick about texting, but this was taking a bit longer and Oishi was just getting even more and more worried. Just how long was this list? Now he was wishing he hadn't even asked. His phone vibrated and cautiously he read the text.

( -- well. i told gakuto who probably told oshitari. oshitari and shishido probably told atobe. so everyone in hyoutei knows. jiroh still hangs out with that kid from rikkai, so all of them know. momo-chan probably heard me talking about it with gakuchan & he definitely told ryoma and kaidoh who told inui. then i think fuji told taka-san and hes dating akutsu who complains about everything to sengoku who tells the whole world. oh, and yuuta knows so everybody on st.rudolph & rokkaku know. basically everyone we've ever played tennis with. )

- that isnt too bad. i haven't seen most of those people in years.

( -- you will. atobe invites alot of them to his christmas party every year. fuji & tezuka will probably bring you with them this year. :) )

- ...good night eiji

( -- night night oishi )

God hated Oishi, he really did hate him. Because if he didn't he would never do something this horrible. Not only were two of his best friends apparently in love with him and wanted to be part of a threesome, but apparently everyone he'd ever known from Jr. High and High School now knew. Oishi gave half-whine, half-sigh and pulled the covers over his head. Hoping there was a reasonable way to get out of this mess.

A note on pronouncing Oishi's name: Because of my friend and Pokemon, Oishi will now forever be known as Oi-shi...as in 'Oi!' and then 'She'. I was laughing to much and getting pwned to hard to tell her it was incorrect.

As always, Read and Review, please!

Love ya, Tabis