QUEENLESS KING

I do not own Prince of Tennis.

"Oi Atobe." Oshitari called in a nonchalant way as Atobe tilted his head and smiled satisfactorily as he saw his golf ball roll to its designated hole.

The two are in an exclusive golf course which was owned by Atobe Keigo's family since the heir suddenly had the urged to hit some golf balls. The first person who entered Keigo's head as he thought of bringing a company was his junior high buddy-slash-best friend, Oshitari Yuushi.

"If you want to say something, say it." He turned to Oshitari as he handed the club to his butler. He then walked to the tent nearby where Oshitari was seated while eating pudding. The maid then neared Keigo bringing a tray with iced tea.

"I'm wondering..." Yuushi crossed his legs as he watched the heir of the entire Atobe empire baby-sitted by his maids.

Atobe sat down on the chair opposing Yuushi while wiping the beads of sweat forming on his forehead with a white towel embedded with his initials.

"Have you ever thought of having a girlfriend?" Yuushi said, catching Keigo's attention. He scrutinized his face as the young heir's lips formed into a smirk.

"I don't need one." He leaned back to his chair, took his iced tea and sipped.

"You always say that." Yuushi pushed his glasses while chuckling. "I'm thinking..." He paused, hesitating to continue what he was about to say, knowing that he would actually be thrown out of the place once the young heir would hear what he had to say. "Are you gay?"

"WHAT?!" Keigo's brows curled as he looked at Yuushi with a condemning face and a look which say the words, 'How dare you'. Keigo's butler was also caught off guarded with the question while the maids kept their head low.

"You don't like women. Ever since junior high, you've been ignoring those who were around you." Yuushi said, his voiced remained as is.

"In junior high, I'm the captain of Hyotei, president of the student body and the number one student of our batch. In high school, I was having the same thing. Tell me where I must insert having a relationship?" Keigo was irritated and it showed.

"If you want it, there will always be a way." Yuushi shrugged.

Keigo hissed. "Drop the conversation. I don't need a woman." He stood up and handed his towel to one of his maids and turned to Yuushi. "Let's go."

Yuushi smirked. He knew that he made Keigo mad at his nosiness. He stood up and followed him as he entered the club house.

"You must go out and date." Yuushi said as soon as they were left alone, walking to the bar area of the club. "Women are interesting creatures." He smirked.

Yuushi was a notorious libertine. He had lots of women around him and he was very much bothered that his own best friend never had his share of women.

"Have you tried having sex?" he asked.

Something then popped. Keigo had just opened a bottle of champagne. "You think I'm a loser?" He poured some to the two champagne glass standing in front of him.

"Seriously?" Yuushi's interest piqued up. His best friend had women then? What an insult to his part. He ought to be best friend.

"Who would refuse a woman when she's willing to do everything to please you?" Keigo handed the champagne glass to Yuushi, he on the other hand, took it with a smirk on his face. He was amused at what he heard.

"But you never had a girlfriend?" Yuushi tilted his glass.

"That's out of the question." Keigo sipped his champagne. "You know I'm an Atobe."

"I see." Yuushi merely shrugged. "But I wonder if there will come a day when you'll finally fall in love."

"Love. What a big word." Keigo meant sarcasm.

"It'll be hard on your part." Yuushi sipped his champagne.

–

"Shit, I'm late."

It was the start of another semester and Naya Natsume was wandering around the exquisite business school in Tokyo.

"How come the walls all looked the same?" She frantically muttered. She was a scholar of the AS program. "Damn it." She cursed under her breath. Suddenly, she saw a door with the signage EB154. Upon seeing the room's sign board, her dejected spirit was then lifted. "This is it!" She had a huge smile. 'I wonder what they are doing.' She thought as she peeped through the glass door when it suddenly flew open, knocking her down in the process. "Ouuch." She grimaced then ran a hand to her bottom and caressed it.

"You're blocking my way."

Upon hearing that, Naya's ears tingled. Her blood boiled. She then looked up, only to get mesmerized by a young, handsome, masculine guy with brown-blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Get out of the way." he said.

Handsome yet rude. She noted. She immediately stood up, took her hand bag from the floor then hit Keigo hard on his left arm.

He was surprised at what the girl did to him.

"I thought this was a school for elites. How come you're a rude bastard!" She exclaimed. Her face was red with anger evident in her soft brown eyes.

Keigo's jaw clinched. No one ever did that to him until that unknown woman came around. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

"The person you knocked down when you opened the damned door!" She answered as her hands were clenched into fist.

"Who told you to block the door?!" He looked at the woman with the same fury.

"You don't own the way! I was merely peeping when you threw the door open!" She was exclaiming the whole time and does not care whoever would come and hear her.

The class went out to see the commotion.

"You don't even know how to apologize! How uneducated. You act as if you own the school and I, a dirt!" She added.

"Mister Atobe?" The teacher came between them. "What's going on?"

The two was then brought to the dean's office.

"Calm down, Miss..." The dean looked at Naya to know her family name.

"Natsume." She answered.

"You are new right?" The dean asked. "And today is your first day?"

"Yes." She answered, trying to hold her tone down since it was obvious that she was really really mad.

"And you are a scholar of the AS Program?" He tried verifying.

"Yes." She nodded.

"I see." The dean clasped his hands together and glanced at Keigo. "Miss Natsume, the behavior you showed a while ago was really frustrating. You are the first scholar of the school and the attitude you showed was really something."

Naya turned to him. "I didn't start it. This guy knocked me down and he merely told me to get out of his way."

"No one told you to block the door." Keigo countered.

"What happened was an accident, I see." The dean looked at the raging lady in front of him. "Miss Natsume, by the way, I would like you to know one thing."

Naya turned to him, curious.

"This is Mister Keigo Atobe, the son of the person who established the AS Program which stands for, Atobe Scholarship Program." He calmly said as he watched the young lady's furious face, turn to awe.

Naya was dumb-stricken. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. She looked at the dean intently with a slightly opened mouth. He merely nodded then glanced at the man seated in front of her. She turned to him. He was looking at her with an angry face with one eyebrow raised and crossed arms.

–

"Naya... you're an absolute idiot!" She buried her face on her pillow. She couldn't stop recalling the incident that took over that very day. She couldn't believe she quarreled the son of the person who gave her the scholarship program. "My scholarship is going to be taken. Nooo!" She shook her head.

She suddenly remembered the look of the son of the AS Program's founder. He was really handsome. He had that really fit body. He was not buff but he was fit. He had those deep blue eyes and brown-blonde hair which was really captivating but he was rude. A major turn off.

"Idiot." She said as she remembered how turn off the pretty boy was. She then rolled to her back. "You're going to apologize to him so you can take your scholarship back.. okay?" She then slapped her forehead. "Crap! What a way to start your first day of school."

–

Naya went up early and went to school. She purposely went there early to find all her classrooms. The first two classes went well. The students all looked elite. They all had this signatured bags and stuffs that only rich people can buy. She mentally noted to stay away from them to avoid any problems. The rich are allergic with poor people. At least that was what she believes in. As much as possible, she had to graduate. She also told herself not to fall in love because its too much of a distraction and she accepted the scholarship to finish school and not to find a potential husband who will raise her from being poor.

It was already lunch time when she thought of skipping it and tour the entire campus instead. She already went to the canteen and the price of the food were all—nevermind. She went to the school garden. The garden was beautiful. There were flowers and topiaries. There was also a green house and after the green house, she saw a tennis court. She could hear someone playing. She could hear the sound of the ball as it was being hit by the rocket and thrown to the wall. She went closer. She entered the gate which was absent-mindedly left open. She looked at the guy playing. He had a brown-blonde hair and he—he turned around, revealing the rude pretty body to whom she owed her entire existence.

"Errr..." She swallowed her saliva.

"Get out of here." He looked at her.

She looked at him. She was then wondering on what she must do. If she should apologize or get the hell out of there and leave him alone but— "Hey." She said.

He turned his gaze away from her.

Naya once again thought of the word 'rude' but decided to go on. "Ahh-"

"If you want to say something, say it. I have no time for you." He said.

Naya's jaw tightened but she told herself to calm down. "You didn't cancel my scholarship, did you?"

The pretty rude boy turned around to face her. She pinched her leg. Noting that she used the wrong words.

"I just did." He said.

Those words made her world topple over. She looked at him in disbelief then saw how he gazed at her. He disliked her and her scholarship is forever gone. Gone without trace.

"I-I see." She lowered her gaze, slowly inhaled and exhaled then left the court.

As she exited the court, her tears flowed. She couldn't stop them. All she could think about was how her dreams turned to ashes just because of the stupidity she did.

–

"What?" Yuushi leaned back to his seat and chuckled. "I can't believe a lady did that to you. Not to mention that she's the scholar of your father."

Keigo glared at Yuushi. It seemed to him that he was really happy that someone had insulted him the way that Natsume did. "I told her that she's no longer my father's scholar."

"Seriously? Wow." Yuushi shook his head. "You just took her future away from her."

"That insolent bitch." Keigo looked away, angered at the thought of her.

"Know what? She's interesting." Yuushi liked how Keigo seemed to be taken by the girl. She probably had some potentials since she was able to anger the heir of the Atobe empire that much. "Is she beautiful."

"No." He answered. He tried recalling her face. She was petite. She had a dark brown hair and soft light brown eyes. Well, she was cute.

"Date her." Yuushi had those teasing look in his eyes.

–

Naya was packing her things up. She was ready to leave Tokyo and go back home to Kobe when her cellphone suddenly rang. She immediately answered it upon seeing that the caller wasn't registered.

"Natsume Naya." She said.

"School gym 5pm. Don't make me wait." it was then hanged up.

Naya took her phone off her ear then stared at it. She was wondering who that was. She ignore it thinking that it was a prank. She then went back to packing when she finally found the familiarity in the caller's voice. The pretty rude boy! She ran out of the apartment and hurried herself to school.

–

Naya arrived at school around 5:15. She entered the gym and saw no one. The place was really quiet. She looked around. There were gym equipments there. She never knew that there would be such a place. Suddenly...

"You're late."

Naya jumped up a little in surprise. Keigo found her reaction amusing. She turned to him and he was half naked. She covered her eyes.

"Why are you naked?" She questioned.

"Please." He snorted then rolled his eyes.

Keigo had been working out and he had just got out from the shower. He was merely wearing his gray jogging pants on.

"Why were you late?" he asked, which sounded like a reprimand.

"I didn't know where this gym was located." She answered with eyes still covered. "Why did you ask me to come? And... how come there's a secret gym here?"

"Have a seat."he offered and yet she refused by shaking her head. "Suit yourself." He sat down. "This gym is mine. My father has a 75% stock in this school." He said as he watched her stand like some kind of a child.

"Ohhh.." That was all she could say. "Why did you ask me to come?"

"About your scholarship." He dried his hair with a towel. She took her hands off her eyes. "Do you want it?"

"Yes! I want it so bad. I will do anything to have it back." She said without second thoughts.

Keigo scrutinized her face. She looked so determined and it looked adorable. "Anything?" He repeated.

"Yes. By all means." She clenched her hands into fist. "I don't want to let my parents down."

"I will return your scholarship." He said as he placed the towel on his shoulder.

Naya's face brightened. "Why, thank you!" She had a huge smile on.

"In return, you're going to be my personal maid. You'll do everything I ask." He smirked.

Naya was dumb-founded. She couldn't comprehend being Atobe Keigo's personal maid... but can she refuse it? Clearly, she can't.

"Okay." She said with a worried face. "Personal maid that is?"

"Yes." His smile was really something. He liked her spirit.

"When will I begin?" She questioned.

"Now." He answered generously. "You'll be ore-sama's personal maid."

Naya's brow raised. 'Just how in the world did he just address himself?' She asked herself.

Author's note: Heyy! The king is up to something. What would it be? If you will be asked to become the king's personal maid, would you? But what are will be the consequences of becoming one?

Please tell me what you think. :)