Chapter One:

Disclaimer: I do own prince of tennis or any of its characters.

Did you know love makes you much more beautiful and elegant? Ever since, I, Fujishima Hikari met Atobe Keigo I have transformed into an elegant swan. And as I dance my way out of my room, I'm beaming with confidence.

Okay- maybe I lied a little. Fine- I lied a lot.

I'm not elegant, and my face is more blemished than before, and is becoming redder and redder by the second. Not only that, but my feet seem to not like standing up. Because of this, I walk slightly like a drunken person, and last time I checked- that's not an appealing trait. Actually, it's quite funny. So funny, that my twin brother Haru is doubled over in laughter- and is literally rolling on the floor laughing.

Preparing for dates is hard.
If you couldn't tell already, I have little- okay, I have no knowledge when it comes to romance. I've known Atobe for a month, and it's been a rollercoaster of a ride. I even fell off my horse- yes, that's how bumpy it is.

Somehow, we got over my 'friend' Mizuki being what should be the definition of 'bitch.'
Yes, that could be considered mean, but who cares?

Haru is still laughing, even as I exit the door. Let this date commence!

Staring outside, the black limousine looks a bit too fancy. Limos always seem posh, and after being around Atobe for a while, you realize his life revolves around expensive things.
However, you'd expect him to tone down his ego- or at least make it look like it's toned down just a little bit. Nope, Atobe Keigo isn't like that.

Just for the record, I still hate obnoxious people- Atobe and Haru being the exceptions. They have their moments- Atobe's being 24/7, but are nice people, once you overlook their ego filled exterior.

"Hikari-chan, you're spacing out." Atobe says, staring me in the eyes. I can feel the blood rushing to my face, once again. Isn't that great? Oh, and no it isn't. Ever since he 'confessed' to me whilst we were on holiday, it's always been like this. A sort of, intense atmosphere would be the best way to describe it. Atobe's wearing a suit, and I remember where we're going.

I apologize, we're not on a date- actually. We're going to a party, to celebrate our one month anniversary. Sounds cheesy, doesn't it?

The reason I kept falling over was actually because I can't walk- to save my life, in high heels.
"Let's get going, shall we?"
We get into the limousine, setting off. Haru will be at the party too, but apparently he doesn't want to ruin the mood, or something along those lines.

Once we get there, it's bright. There are lights at the entrance of Atobe's house, and it's blinding.
I'm starting to get the feeling that Atobe is trying to blind me before I even get inside.

I step out the car, stumbling. Great. I haven't even gotten out, and I'm already close to falling flat on my face. "Be careful." Atobe orders, holding my hand. We link arms, walking inside.

Inside there are lots of people looking far too happy. There are extravagant looking decorations about, a buffet being overlooked by a chocolate fountain that's in the centre of the room. I have to admit, I love chocolate. Chocolate and horses, the secret way to get on my good side.

Looking around, there a large amount of people I don't know. The only faces I recognize are the regulars and the treasurer of the tennis club, and my brother. Oh, and-
I look to see my parents stood at the back, smiling happily. This couldn't have gotten worse. Okay- the room could've randomly combusted or a horse could've galloped in- but I still think this is worse. Why? Because my parents are difficult. By that, they have high standards. My brother has always spent every moment living up to those standards, whilst I have crashed and burned.

Now they're walking towards us. Crap! I smile and wave, looking as graceful as I can. But alas, it failed. I'm pretty sure that if Atobe wasn't stood next to me, holding me up- I'd be on the floor.
"Hikari-chan, it's been so long! Who would've thought that you get a boyfriend?" Mother says enthusiastically. She's being fake, and it's blatantly obvious. I smile my fake smile, trying to be as happy as physically possible, without looking possessed.

It doesn't work, because I am… I'm just not very happy. My mother walks off after Atobe thanks her for coming, which is relieving. Atobe's grinning, like always. He has a habit of grinning like that whenever I mess up. It's almost as if he's silently mocking me. No- I'm certain that he is silently mocking me.

"Hikari-chan, shall we go have chocolate?"
"Ahobe-kun, of course." I reply.

'Ahobe' is a nickname I gave Atobe because he's an idiot. It's clever isn't it?

We walk to the chocolate fountain, getting some strawberries on sticks dipping them in the chocolate. Now, what we do next is basically an alternate form of showing off. We feed it to each other. Yes, that is extremely embarrassing, but since were in the public, we have to look like the perfect couple- even though we are nowhere near perfect. We bicker about anything and everything.

Oh, but I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me rewind as I turn back the clock to when I first nicknamed Atobe 'Ahobe,' so you can see how we got here- from my perspective.

I caution you now, Atobe is a force to be reckoned with. It's also rather embarrassing, as the king of Hyotei really doesn't understand what it means to be average.