A/N: This is my first try for a Birthday fic, so please bear with me. I hope you'll like it and please read and review. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.

Everyday, on a regular basis, you will hear more than half of the female population of Hyoutei scream their throats out once a figure with grayish-black hair and a tear mole perfectly place under his right eye, stepped inside the campus. And this figure goes by the name- Atobe Keigo, the King of Hyoutei. But today,it's quite different. Well, there's not really a big difference, it's just that the girls' screams are way louder. Why? Because today is his BIRTHDAY!

October 4th, 7:25 PM

Atobe Mansion

Everything went on as usual except for the fact that the fangirls are more persistent. Now, in his large, the Hyoutei regulars and himself is enjoying a special birthday dinner. His parents are always away and they rarely come home to celebrate. They just give him a call and this year is no difference. So, their missing presence are always filled in by his friends who are always there for him.

There, as he sat at the head of the table, he watches his team's little argument, if you can call it that way. He finds it very amusing to think of how eight people including himself, could create such friendship and comraderie. Honestly, his team is more like a family to him since he technically doesn't have one. They never left his side even in his greatest downfall. Well, yeah, losing to a freshman brat is something but having to shave his head off is as bad as losing his beauty mark. And that is his most dreaded event. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a voice on his left.

"Is everything okay, Atobe?" His silence cannot escape the eyes of his very observant friend, Hyoutei's tensai- Oshitari Yushi. "You seem to be spacing out a bit today."

"Arn~ Nothing's wrong with Ore-sama. Right, Kabaji?" He replied.

"Usu" The tall second year answered.

"Well, if you say so." Oshitari said as he adjusted his glasses.

"Hey! Wait, let's sing HAPPY BIRTHDAY for Atobe," said the resident narcoleptic- Akutagawa Jirou.

"That won't be necessary and besides Ore-sama still wants his eardrums intact," Atobe remarked but it seems like his words are of no use since they already began singing.

'I guess it can be helped.' He thought and his trademark smirk appeared across his face which gradually turned into a smile. A genuine smile. He is happy and contented perhaps.

For someone who has almost everything, gifts doesn't matter. What he needs is love which he found and was provided for, by his teammates more than what his parents had given him. Truly, his friends are dear to him but he wouldn't admit it out loud even under torture. If there is something he is truly proud of aside from himself, it is the friendship he had with his teammates. PURE and TRUE friendship is something money can't buy and it is the best birthday gift he has ever received.

A/N: Minna! Is Atobe quite OOC here? So sorry...:( Well, let me know through your reviews. Allow me to greet.. Tanjobi Omedetto, Atobe-kun! haha...