NOTE: Ah~! Welcome. Umm…yes…this would be my newest fic. Thank you for stopping by and reading it. It's a possible Dream Pair (FujiXEiji) fic. Of course, I don't want to say if that's how it'll turn out because…well…it would kind of ruin everything. Also, I don't own any of these characters or the Prince of Tennis. Enjoy.

Call Me Beautiful

What happened to you?

You've become so different from the person I once knew.

If I could change you;

Bring back the person I loved.

Kikumaru Eiji flipped open a magazine as he sat in his bedroom. Looking through it, he stopped at an article entitled "The Up and Coming". As he read through it, he became frustrated and threw the magazine across the room.

"Stupid!" anger filled Eiji's voice. "That's not who you are…"

Eiji slowly walked down the hall of the high school. Reaching his locker, he began to sort through his bag. Pulling out the books he didn't need, he replaced them with things he did. Letting out a sigh, he shut his locker.

"Eiji," Oishi Shuichiro smiled and waved.

"Hi, Oishi," Eiji mumbled.

"You were reading that magazine again, weren't you?"

"Yeah…but it doesn't even bother me anymore."

"You're lying."

"I'm going to quit the tennis club. Seeming that you're too busy with school work, you weren't able to join. I don't like playing singles."

"So, it's true. Fuji really did leave the tennis club."

"Can you really blame him?" Eiji let his backpack rest on his right shoulder. "All he has time for is his stupid modeling."

"You should be happy that he's doing something with his life though."

"Are you saying I'm not? I wouldn't waste my time being some model. Fuji's going to grow old and ugly…then he won't be able to model."

Oishi shook his head. He was disappointed in what his friend was saying. "Are you jealous?"

"Why would I be jealous? That's stupid! I don't care what Fuji does with his life."

"You're lying again."

"This is stupid."

"You sure think a lot of things are stupid."

"Shut up."

"You're acting differently."

"Of course I am! Fuji left me and tennis for modeling. What's wrong with him? He was all I had left. I hate playing tennis by myself. Fuji was the only one on the team that would play doubles with me. All the other members don't like my playing style. It's ridiculous!"

The bell for school to start rang. Oishi let a concern look form on his face. "Try to not let it get to you too much. Maybe you should talk to Fuji about all of this."

"Oh, yeah! I'm going to give him a piece of my mind!" Eiji yelled as he left for his class.

"Ah…that's not what I meant…"

As Eiji walked into his classroom, he noticed that Fuji Syusuke was there being swarmed by girls. Just seeing all of them around him made his anger grow. Quickly, Eiji tossed his bag to the ground.

"Fuji, I hate you!" he ran out of the room before the other boy could say anything.

"Eiji?" Fuji stood up. He smiled at the girls and walked away. Slowly, he picked up Eiji's bag. "Those are some strong words you said." He slightly giggled. "What did I do to deserve them?"

"Fuji~!" a young, blonde girl whined. "Forget about Kikumaru-san. Come back over here."

He turned to the girl. "Right." Taking Eiji's bag with him, he made his way back to his desk.

Eiji ran through the halls and left the school. He continued until he found himself tired. Not being able to go any further, he fell to the ground.

"Why did I say that?" Eiji questioned himself. "I don't really hate Fuji. He's just so…so…" He stopped as tears formed. "I'm too old to be crying over these types of things. I know what's more important to him. He'd rather be a model than my friend."

Eiji remained sitting on the sidewalk as his tears trickled down his cheeks. Anger filled him along with jealousy, but those two feelings were diminished when he remembered why Fuji was so important to him. He had been in love with Fuji since they were in the 9th grade. Though, he had been too scared that he would ruin the friendship they had. He kept his feelings locked up, but, now that he was in his last year of high school, the feelings were starting to spill over. Eiji hadn't realized that he couldn't hold his love for Fuji in any longer until it seemed like it was too late.

NOTE: Thank you for reading. This fic is kind of something I'm working on the side. I already have two other fics ("The Fallen Prince" and "The Pressure of Our Love") that I've been working on. I told myself not to start anything new until I finish one of this, but this idea just came out of no where…and I just had to start writing it. Anyways, I don't know how often I will update this fic. It could be once a day or once a week. I'm not sure. It all depends on everything else. Again, this is kind of like a side project. Yes, lets call it that. Umm…just because it's a side project doesn't mean I'm not going to put effort into it. I will work hard on this fic just like I do on all of my fics.

Oh, and I'm sorry about Eiji. In all of my Dream Pair fics he always seems to be slightly…well…he always ends up being the one with the problems. I mean, in this fic he jealous about Fuji being a model. In my other fic, ("The Pressure of Our Love") he's the one that's getting teased and going through a slight emotional break down. I'm sorry. It's just how things work out. Maybe one day I will write a fic where Fuji is the one with the problems.

Ok, I think I've said enough. Sorry for all this writing. Thank you very much for reading. I hope you'll continue to read the future chapters.