Shishido woke up, he had a headache and felt cold. He tried to sit up to rid himself the headache, but when he did he was refrained from doing so, because he had been strapped down, by his wrists and ankles, to a hard, metal table.

"What the hell is this?" he cried, taking a look at his bonds, then frantically tried to break them, but it was no use, he was strapped down, and tight. He wasn't going anywhere. Suddenly he heard a door screech open in front of him and in stepped a man, about in his early thirties, he had black hair, and a small mustache. He didn't look at Shishido at first, he went to the table on the far side of the room, and did something Shishido couldn't see. Shishido was starting to get pissed.

"Hey, who the hell are you, and what am I doing here?" he shouted at the man. The man, finally noticing Shishido, turned his head and smiled at the teen.

"Hello, my name is Dr. Miller and as for why you are here I can not answer that" he said, his smile got wider, as he strode up to Shishido.

"But, I can tell you where you are" Miller said, "You're in the tickle ward, my boy". This made Shishido's mouth drop open.

"Seriously, you mean like tickle, tickle ward?" he asked, the doctor smiled and nodded. Shishido frowned and shook his head.

"Whatever, seriously where am I?" Shishido said, annoyed, thinking the doctor was lying. The doctor shook his head, with a chuckle, then he put his hands on Shishido's stomach/side.

"What are you doing?" Shishido said, now sounding nervous. Then without warning the doctor started tickling him, squeezing his sides and running his fingers over Shishido's somewhat bare stomach (his shirt had ridden up) Shishido gasped then reduced himself to ticklish laughter. He squirmed and tried to escape the doctors tickling fingers.

"St-sthahahhaahhaahahaha ple-hehehehehehehease hahahahahaha, nohohohohoho!" Shishido cried. He was thrashing back and forth madly, trying to escape, but Dr. Miller was persistent. He dug his fingers into Shishido's ribs, and Shishido squealed like a little school girl, arching his back. Finally Miller stopped and looked down at Shishido, smiling at the still giggling teen.

"Do you believe me now?" he asked. Shishido opened his eyes, panting he looked the doctor in the eye, giving him a look that begged him not to do it again. Miller obviously seeing this, smiled wider.

"Oh there will be more to come my boy, much more" Shishido's breath hitched, as he watched the doctor move to the end of the table, stopping right at his feet. The doctor knelt down, as if he were going to examine it, but instead he grabbed the shoe, and started to slowly pull it off, making Shishido dread the future even more. After that the doctor took off the other shoe, just as slow. Shishido sweat dropped, and started trying to get his feet out of their bonds, earning a chuckle from Dr. Miller.

"You must be very ticklish here, you're trying really hard to get out of those bonds", ha said, with another chuckle. Shishido's eyes grew wide as he saw what the doctor started to do next. The sock on Shishido's right foot had just been whisked off and thrown aside, as was the other one.

"Now, are you ready to really begin?" Dr. Miller asked, his smile slowly getting wider.

(ok this story was totally at the top of my head so I was like why not make a story with some of the prince of tennis characters getting tickle tortured in a tickle ward? what I'm gonna do is switch back and forth from each character, so I'll need some help on deciding which characters will be tickled, I already have Shishido and Saeki, now it's your turn to decide who gets tickle tortured )