Summery- Fuji decides to ask Ryoma on things he likes. See what happens when he doesn't answer correctly. Yikes! Fujiryo.

Declaimer- I don't own this Anime/Manga, Sadly.

-Start!-

"Ryoma, what do you like the most?" (Smiling happily.)

"Ponta."

"….anything else?" (Eyes twitching.)

"My hat."

"……what's after that?"(Fists curling.)

"Japanese food."

"…anything else?!" (Smile twitching.)

"Sleeping."

"….Saa…oh! I know! What do you love the most?" (Breathing deeply.)

"Tennis."

"…Who do you love the most?" (Body shaking.)

"Karupin."

"…OKAY…WHAT HUMAN DO YOU LOVE THE MOST?!" (Eyes glaring!)

"…….no one."

CRASH!

BAM!

RIPPPP!!

SMACK!

"What do you like the most?!" (Breathe calming.)

"Mhm! Mhmm mhn!"

"Oh! It's me?! How sweet!" (Fist uncurling.)

"Who do you love the most?!"

"Mhhmmm! MHHH! NHHM!!"

"Oh! It's me again?! You really are the best!" (Hearts flying.)

"Mhm MHE! MMMHEEEMMM! MMHH!"

"What? Oh, you want to leave? Alright I'll take you!!"(Warning glares to ANYONE who DARED go against him.)

"MHHHH! MMRRNNNN! HMMMNN! MMHMMN!!"

The regulars waved sadly as they watched a struggling Ryoma Echizen, tied and duct taped, being dragged away by a black aura, evil glaring, twitching smiling Syusuke Fuji.

-End-

Short and to the point I guess. My first PoT fanfic. Read and Review.