Please note that I don't own Prince of Tennis, nor the characters. I just have the plotline freely swimming in my head, doing nothing but bother me until I post this down for the world to see.

Something like that, at least.

Please sit back and enjoy the story.

Ring. Ring.

A boy picked up the phone. "Hello?"

Crackling. A intake of breath. "Fuji-senpai, where are you? Everyone's waiting for you at the street courts."

"I'm sorry, I seem to have forgotten the time," the boy answered, casting a glance outside his bedroom window. "I'll be there shortly, ne?"

More crackling. "Okay. Remember to bring some extra tennis balls, okay? Oh, and probably some extra money too, since Momo-senpai's going to probably want to eat afterwards. And don't think of brining your cactus like last time, okay?"

No answer.

"Hello? Fuji-senpai?"

The phone was on the ground, isolated, alone.



Cold. That was the first thing that came into Fuji's mind as he made his way through the unfamiliar, busy streets. Vaguely he wondered what he was supposed to do, but that thought quickly disappeared as he bumped into a burly man.

"Excuse me," he said, nodding his apologies.

The man he had just bumped into eyed him distastefully. "Ye aren't one of those beggars, are ye?" he asked him, looking at Fuji's clothes. "No, probably not. Ye one of those shop apprentices, right?"

Fuji looked at him, confused. "Shop…apprentices? No, I don't believe so."

"Eh? Where are you from then?" It was then that Fuji noticed the business of the streets had gone, and he and the man were the only ones left standing there.

"I'm…" Fuji could not remember where he was from, or why he was standing there. He didn't even know where this place was. "I don't know." He eyed the streets in confusion, as they suddenly started filling up again, women bustling about wearing dresses. Carts were being pushed around by other men, some of them filled with dead bodies. Children were on the ground, some of them weeping, some of them stopping the passing people and asking for food. He looked at the man, the burly man who was wearing a shirt and trousers. "Where is this place?"

"Eh?" The man looked at him with a suspicious glance. "Ye don't know where you are? Nor where ye came from? And why are ye wearing such a thing?" He pointed at Fuji's cloak.

"Well, it's cold," Fuji explained to him, noticing that several people were staring at him right now.

"Cold?!" the man nearly shouted. "It's the middle of the summer!"

"She's a witch sir, ain't she?" a beggar called out, huddled against a barrel, looking at Fuji with wide eyes. "Or a wizard. I can't tell."

There was a crowd around Fuji now, and the burly man glared at him. "Well, I can't tell either. Tell me boy, where are ye from, really?"

Fuji's lack of response made the man grow even more frustrated. "Boy, we don't allow foreigners in our town. So if you're from another country I suggest you better get out fast!"

Panicking and not knowing what to do, Fuji broke out of the crowd and ran as fast as his legs could carry him, not knowing where he was going, or what he was running away from, exactly. It was unlike him to run away from a threat, but some reason his legs moved before his brain could even properly process the information that had just been given to him.

Somehow, Fuji ended up in a warm, cozy house, not knowing how he had gotten in there in the first place, or how he had even managed to enter it. A old lady with wrinkled skin was sitting in a rocking chair all alone, knitting what seemed to be like a scarf.

As if the old lady could sense his presence, she looked up, eyes locking with Fuji's. "Well, well, what do we have here. A visitor?"

"I…" Fuji started.

The elderly woman shushed him. "There, there, you were chased by those scoundrels in town, weren't you? That's why you ended up in my home, of all things."

"Where am I, exactly?" Fuji asked her, although honestly he really didn't care at the moment. He suddenly felt very tired, almost sleepy.

"Why, you're in Yorkshire, child," the woman told him, surprised. "Well, Yorkshire's close to here, just about thirty miles away. Ah, perhaps you were taken here by force. Now come here, I'll fetch you a piece of apple pie."

"By force?" Fuji repeated, not really understanding her words, but he didn't try understanding, as he sank into a chair that was being offered by the mysterious stranger that he had come upon. "Who are you?"

"I'm a witch," she said happily, and with surprising quickness for her age, had managed to come back with a piece of pie that she placed on the table before him. "Now, eat up. How did you get here?"

"I ran," Fuji answered. For some reason the word tennis popped into his head, but he ignored it, not understanding what that had to do with anything. Somehow the fact that he had run thirty miles seemed unusual, but that thought vanished too. He didn't seem to be able to think properly at the moment, and his mind was in a haze. "I ran," he repeated, not really knowing why he was repeating himself.

"Ah, you ran," the witch replied, nodding. "It must have been hard."

Fuji shook his head, and managed a smile this time. "It wasn't hard at all. It was like…flying."

"Ah, yes," she answered, nodding.

Fuji looked at the plate before him, seeing that he had finished the pie, even though he didn't know how he had done it, having not been given a fork. He looked back up at the woman, who was still nodding, nodding, nodding, endlessly nodding.

He took a look around the house, suddenly realizing for some reason it had gotten smaller. He dismissed it, and turned back to the woman, who was still endlessly nodding.

"Are you…okay?" he asked uncertainly.

She kept on nodding, her head moving more violently now.

Up. Down. Up. Down. THUD!

Fuji watched in horror as the woman's head snapped off and fell onto the ground, rolling, rolling, rolling endlessly though a black cavern.

The house had disappeared.

If it's confusing, it's supposed to be. XD It'll be explained in the…next chapter…hopefully…XD

I posted this up on LJ too. XD I have a bad habit of starting stories right before school starts. WTF. XD