Okay, so this is my first attempt at a Prince of Tennis story. Somehow (I'm not really sure how), this ended up as a TezukaxAtobe story, but I'm not really complaining.

Also, NOTE - This story is also going to be posted on LiveJournal. My LJ account name is the same as in here, and if I change it there, I will change it here as well. Follow which ever you please, but I'll let you know if I'm posting something on LJ that I'm not posting here (or vice versa).

Warning - There will be lots and lots of yaoi in this story because Atobe decided to make Tezuka have sex with all the virgins among the Seigaku Regulars. Stupid Atobe.

Read - If you did not just understand the warning above, it translates to: Don't like, don't read.

Disclaimer - Obviously, I don't own Prince of Tennis, or any of the characters mentioned. If I did, everyone knows that they would be playing a different kind of tennis.

So, on to the story!

Sentiment 1 – Virginities

Tezuka and Atobe stood side by side, quietly watching the practice matches between Seigaku and Hyotei scheduled for that day. Well, Tezuka was being quiet. Atobe, on the other hand, was murmuring comments out loud, sometimes to himself, sometimes to Tezuka, sometimes to the players.

That continued until Atobe's cell phone rang. Tezuka rolled his eyes and crossed his arms sternly. He was seriously considering giving Atobe fifty laps around the courts just for annoying him for the past hour or so, but, instead, he moved to stand beside Fuji.

Like a magnet, Atobe followed. Tezuka wondered how Atobe even knew that he'd moved. He'd been sure that Atobe was facing the other direction.

Fuji giggled.

Tezuka turned around sharply to glare at Fuji, the threat of laps hovering in his very air, but Fuji had already stopped laughing and was staring at Echizen's match against Oshitari Yuushi. Echizen was winning 3 games to 2, seeing as he'd finally figured out a way to overcome higuma otoshi. Internally, Tezuka smiled. Echizen was the person on the team he was most proud of, and he openly showed it. But, going around smiling about it wouldn't really stand well with his reputation.

Tezuka was getting into mechanically watching Echizen, as he usually did when the younger boy played, when bits and pieces of Atobe's conversation with whomever was on the phone drifted over to him.

"Yeah. He was watching ore-sama, I know it!" There was a pause, and then: "No, of course I would never! Have you seen the way he looks? He is never going to be good enough for ore-sama."

Atobe was speaking loud enough for the whole court to hear.

Tezuka sighed. So Atobe was stalking out a new opponent. Big deal, he told himself. It didn't matter. They were always going to be rivals, and he knew that for a fact.

He completely ignored that little voice in his head that told him he was a bit hurt, and started drinking water from a bottle instead.

Atobe continued speaking. "There are only a few people in this world good enough for ore-sama. Hm? Who are you talking about? Oh – oh, him. Do you even need to ask? Of course I would have sex with him."

Tezuka choked on his water and started coughing.

Fuji giggled.

Most of the rest of the team turned to stare at Atobe. Those already used to his antics just laughed or shook their heads and continued with what they were doing.

"Okay, I know you love talking to ore-sama, but ore-sama has to go now. There are people who need my attention, no matter how unworthy they are. Ciao!" after finishing his rant, Atobe hung up his newest touch screen phone carelessly and threw it back in his bag.

He smiled when he realized everyone was staring at him.

"Is there something on ore-sama's face?"

Tezuka shook his head.

Fuji giggled.

As everyone went back to what they were doing, Atobe asked Tezuka his strangest question yet, completely nonchalant. "So, how many of your little team member's virginities have you taken?"

Tezuka choked once again.

Fuji giggled.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Atobe," Tezuka firmly replied after recovering. He dared not look Atobe in the eyes.

"What? You can't be serious! Ore-sama is sure that you must have at least taken Ryoma-kun's!"

Said boy forgot to serve, and instead had the ball fall – smack! – on his face. On the other side of the court, Momoshiro and Kikumaru erupted in raucous laughter.

Fuji giggled.

Tezuka didn't bother replying.

"No? Hm, well then, this must be fixed at once!"

"Atobe, I don't see why this is a problem," Tezuka deadpanned.

Atobe wasn't listening. "Yes, this must definitely be fixed. Don't fret, Tezuka! By the end of this month, ore-sama will make sure that you've taken all the Seigaku Regular's virginities!"

Fuji giggled. Again. Come to think of it, Tezuka realized Fuji had been doing a lot of that in the past few minutes.

"And Fuji will help, won't you Fuji?" Atobe didn't look over to Fuji, but Tezuka did. And that knowing, evil smile on Fuji's face spoke volumes.

"Saa…" Coming from Fuji, that was as good as a very strong, affirmative, bouncy yes. Tezuka had another strong urge to assign laps, but since Fuji technically hadn't said "yes" he couldn't do anything.

Tezuka sighed once more.

"Oh, for god's sake, will you please stop sighing? You're already forty, you can't really afford to get any older so soon, Tezuka."

This time, most of the tennis team members joined Kikumaru and Momoshiro as they bellowed with laughter.

Atobe chuckled merrily.

Fuji giggled.

TBC

Hm, don't we all just love Fuji's giggles?

Anyway, so, please review! I know the chapter was really short, but I'm physically incapable of writing long chapters. I would space them out over days, but after about three hours, I forget why I was writing in the first place. So, to make up for that, I'll probably be updating this story twice (sometimes three times) a week. I hope you keep reading and reviewing as often as you can!