AN: I'm sure you guys noticed I updated two chapters, well I'm not really busy and I'm really inspired so.. yeah :) If anyone out there are huge gleeks then look forward to my new story. I'm also starting a SaiSaku fic now, so please read that one. I hope you like this one and the next chapter.

PoT is not mine.

"Ochibiii" Eiji gave a creepy smile.

"Echizen, let's have a talk shall we?" Inui asked.

"ECHIZEEEEN TALK TO ME BABY" Taka said holding a tennis racket.

Fuji and Momo simply smiled.

Ryoma had no choice. They all went to the park because of a certain acrobat's determination to want to play in the jungle gym.

"Sooo Ochibi, you and Sakuno-chan~" Eiji sang as he did tricks and such.

"What about Ryuzaki and I?" Ryoma cocked his eyebrow.

"Ochibi, come on tell uuusss." Eiji pouted.

"Tell you what?" Ryoma asked.

"ABOUT YOU AND RYUZAKI-SENSEI'S GRANDDAUGHTER BABBBYYY" Taka answered.

"L-Let me get the racket Taka-san." Momo suggested as he quickly took the tennis racket off the burning senior's hand.

"Anyway, we want to ask you something Echizen." Fuji said giving off his signature creepy aura.

"What?" The prince dryly replied.

"Are you going out with Sakuno-chan?" Momo asked.

"No." Ryoma simply said.

"Are you at least inlove with her?" Taka asked.

"... What's the point of being here, again?" Ryoma dodged the question.

"You know Ochibi We won't let you go home without an answer." Eiji reminded the freshman.

"He's right Echizen." Inui agreed.

"Just answer yes or no. Are you in love with her?" Fuji asked.

"...No.." Ryoma gulped.

"Whaaaaatt?!" Eiji and Momo exclaimed.

"Is that so?" Inui's eye glasses glistened.

"...Yeah.." Ryoma shifted his eyes elsewhere.

"Good, then you don't mind if I ask her out." Fuji smiled.

"No-...not at all.." Ryoma hesitated.

"WHAAAAAATTTT!?" Momo, Eiji and even Taka gasped.

"Just a question Fuji-senpai..." Ryoma bluntly said.

"Hmm? What is it?" Fuji replied.

"What...what do you like about Ryuzaki..?" Ryoma asked.

"Well, where do I start... She's obviously, kind and nice. She's very cute and she also has the same passion for tennis like I do. Her hair, it tempts me to put my hand and feel each strand between my fingers. Her inviting eyes that I could stare at forever.. Her supple cheeks and pink lips that I want to kiss each day. Her beautiful silky skin, I like her figure too.. I want to put my hands all over her and... under. Have you seen her in her tennis attire? Each time her skirt lifts up, it shows more of her beautiful skin." Fuji chuckled.

"F-Fuji-senpai... too much detail." Momo sighed holding his nose up.

"Fuji...stop.." Eiji added trying to stop his nose from bleeding.

"Sorry." Fuji smiled.

"I see..." Ryoma gritted his teeth and shot up and left.

"W-Wait,Ochibi! I'm sure Fuji was joking!" Eiji shouted hoping it'll reach to the boy but failed to do so.

"Now you've done it Fuji." Taka said in a defeated tone as he sat at the end of the slide.

"I'm still not convinced that he doesn't like Sakuno-chan." Momo added.

"Is that answer enough?" Fuji pointed at the foot prints left by the prince.

"It's Ochibi's foot prints while he was sitting on the swing.." Eiji stated.

"And it's really really deep." Momo commented.

"So, That was all an act?" Taka asked.

Fuji nodded in reply.

"Inui-sepai, did you know about this?" Momo asked.

"Well, what do you think is the obvious answer?" Inui smirked while still scribbling on his notebook.

Momo just sighed knowing that the answer is yes.

"Typical Fuji." Eiji purred.

"So does that mean Echizen is inlove with the little miss?" Taka asked.

"According to my data, he's 100% inlove with Ryuzaki-sensei's granddaughter." Inui stated.

"Yeyyy!" Momo and Eiji cheered.

Meanwhile while the prince was stomping his way back home.

"This is troublesome.." Ryoma thought gritting his teeth he couldn't help but hissed.

"Her beauty is very troublesome.." He added in his thoughts.

"Hey Brat!" A certain redhead exclaimed as he caught up to the prince.

Ryoma turned around to face Jirou.

"Let's settle this once and for all, shall we?" Jirou confidently said as he panted.

"Bring it on, Man child." Ryoma smirked.

"Tennis, anytime, anywhere." Jirou spat.

"After the sports festival." Ryoma barked back.

"You better practice, kid!" Jirou said in a cocky tone.

"Win or lose, I'll get her. But I always win, so technically it's win or win." Ryoma reminded the happy go lucky bloke as he continued walking home.

Jirou could only stare at the kid who holds his love's heart.

"Old man, let's have a match." Ryoma demanded as he opened the door of their home.

"Now?" Nanjiro asked with a bored look.

"Obviously." Ryoma spat.

He knows Jirou is not someone worth to get fussed up about but he can't gamble this one. He wants to make sure he'll win the match.

"I can read every return you give, Ryoma." Nanjiro said a matter of factly.

Ryoma simply tsk'd as he gave a smash to attack his father.

"I already know your weakness, son." The samurai willfully said.

Their game has been going on for quite a long time, which made Nanjiro lose interest shot by shot.

"Can we call it a night?" Nanjiro yawned as he closed his eyes while effortlessly returned his son's attack.

"Not yet." The prince coarsely replied.

"Let's face it, You need to focus in reading my wrist movements." Nanjiro gave a tip to his son.

"You don't have to tell me that, Old man." Ryoma gave a victorious smirk as he gained a point from his father.

A couple of minutes passed by and Ryoma gained momentum, he was in full game mode.

Pit Pat Pit Pat Pit Pat

The sound of footsteps coming up the temple, Rinko stood at the very top to see her husband and son playing tennis.

"Okay, enough for now. Dinner is ready." Rinko gave a delicate smile to the two men.

"You heard the lady." Nanjiro pointed at his wife with his thumb while dribbling the bright green tennis ball on his tennis racket.

Ryoma sighed looking unsatisfied with the game, atleast he got what he want from his father. The cat eyed prince got his stuff and walked back home with his parents.

"So Seishonen... How's your relationship with Sakuno-chan?" Nanjiro nudged his son's elbow quite a few times to get his attention.

Ryoma was caught off guard by the abrupt question his father asked. He didn't want his father to know in what he was doing these past few days. If he did, he'll get a heck out of his father.

Rinko chuckled at the two.

"Don't force your son if he doesn't want to, dear." Rinko reminded her husband as they entered their home.

"I'm nooooott." Nanjiro sulked.

"Let's eat, shall we?" Rinko ignored her husband's whining.