This takes place after the Nationals. I was slightly inspired by the song 'Hanging By A Moment' by Lifehouse. I actually hate Sakuno... she's annoying and really has no use in the series, neither does her friend. I also don't like Anne, she doesn't have any use in the series either. She's like Anzu from YuGiOh... nothin but a cheerleader with no real use in the anime. ( Puzzleshipping rules! )

Right now its just sweet and simple. I may add more later, but right now, I'm too tired. Medical Terminology kills my brain. x.x

MomoshiroxRyoma hints of InuixKaidoh and maybe more later on, if I write more. I OWN NOTHING! If I did... well... you know. 'wink'

"Momo-senpai... when I return from America... I'm going to claim you..." Ryoma stared up into Momoshiro's purple-blue eyes with his own golden orbs. He smirked at the stunned, slightly pissed, expression on his senpai's face and swung his racket onto his shoulder.

Momoshiro opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He gripped his racket tighter and stepped forward toward the net. "Wha-What the hell is that about?"

Behind the fence, all the other regular members and the three first years stared wide-eyed and surprised at Ryoma Echizen's sudden declaration. Did Ryoma even knew what he was saying?

"What's Echizen talking about?" Horio exclaimed confused. The other two first year's shook their heads, just as confused as their friend.

Sakuno stood next to them, wide-eyed and tearful. Turning away, she ran from the court and back into the building. Tomo quickly followed her.

"I mean just what I said." Ryoma said, closing his eyes and tilting his head up a bit. "I'm going to make you mine when I come back from America."

"Che'. How do I even know you're going to come back?" Momo crossed his arms over his chest and turned away some.

Ryoma glared at him. "I will return! And I'll be taller than you, too!"

Momoshiro looked down at him and smirked. "You'll have to come back if you want it back."

Ryoma blinked in confusion. "It?"

"Yeah... it." Reaching across the net, Momoshiro plucked Ryoma's precious hat off his head and held it up. "If you want it back, come back when you finish in America."

"Hey!" Ryoma reached up to get it back, but Momo held it up higher. Pouting a bit, though he'd never admit it, Echizen muttered softly to himself as he watched Momo walk away. "I'll take more than my hat back."

"Yeah yeah... keep telling yourself that!" Momo yelled over his shoulder, waving the precious white hat around in the air.

Eight years later:

'Momo-senpai... when I return from America... I'm going to claim you.' Momo rolled over in bed and slammed his hand on the annoying alarm clock that had disturbed a perfectly good dream. Sighing heavily, he lifted his head from his pillow and looked out of his apartment window to see the sun barely rising.

"Damn you Karou... you know I can't say no to a match against you..." Sitting up, he rubbed the back of his head, his hair still the same as it was before Ryoma left. Yawning, he crawled out of bed and started getting ready for the day, and the tennis match he was about to play against Karou.

After Momo had unknowingly given Kaidoh the courage to confess his feelings for Inui, Kaidoh suddenly started calling him Takeshi, so Momo reflexively started calling him Karou. They still fought every now and then, but they talked through their tennis instead of their words and fists.

Momo blinked when the ball passed right by him and hit the right corner of the court. Kaidoh hissed softly and stood straight.

"Oi... whats wrong with you today? That's my second win against you in a row."

Momo stood and scratched the back of his head. "I don't know, mamushi. Must be that dream I had distracting me."

Kaidoh put his racket on his shoulder and tilted his head a bit. "Dream? Don't tell me it was a sex dream. I don't want to know." He closed his eyes and turned his head away.

Momo glared at him. "It wasn't a sex dream, perverted mamushi!" Momoshiro sighed. "I had a dream about Echizen."

Kaidoh looked at him. "Echizen?"

"Yeah." Momoshiro looked up at the sky and gripped his racket tighter. "You remember that day before he returned to America after the nationals?"

"The day when he said he'd make you his when he returned again?"

Momo blushed some. "Yeah... that's the day I'm talking about."

"Yeah, I remember that day. I laughed so hard, but you apparently didn't hear me because you were too shocked."

"YOU LAUGHED?" Momoshiro glared at him.

Kaidoh smirked. "Yeah. I laughed. You can ask Haru-kun."

"Why you-" Momo started to run at him, but Kaidoh's watch began beeping.

"Ah... its time to go wake up Haru-kun or he'll be late for work." He looked at Momo and smirked again. "I win this match."

Momoshiro stopped at the net. "Tch... whatever, stupid mamushi."

Kaidoh glared at him. "Don't piss me off, Takeshi. Its Valentine's Day and I don't want to spoil Haru-kun's good mood just because you pissed me off."

Momo crossed his arms over his chest and watched Kaidoh run back home. He sighed heavily. "Another lonely Valentine's Day for me..." He whispered and packed his things and walked back home. As he walked home, he began to get butterflies in his stomach as he thought about Echizen. "I wonder what he looks like now. He's probably still short and baby-faced." He grinned and laughed to himself. He walked up the steps of his apartment building to get to his apartment on the second floor and stopped short upon seeing someone standing in front of his door. "Can I help you?"

Golden eyes and a mature, handsome face turned to him. "Yeah... I'm here to get my hat back."

Momoshiro immediately recognized the sharp golden eyes and light tone that depending on his words, could piss anyone off. The unruly black-green hair was still short and mussed, hanging in his eyes even when he tried to brush them away out of annoyance.

"E-Echizen?"

Ryoma Echizen, now age 20 and standing five feet and 7 inches, grinned and set his tennis bag down. "Hello Momo-senpai."

"W-When did you get back?" Momoshiro grinned widely and ran up to his old friend and hugged him around the shoulders.
"Che... Momo-senpai is still taller than me!" Ryoma pouted, though he'd never admit it.

Momo glared at him. "Just because I was tall in junior high doesn't mean I wouldn't still grow." Momo was now a whopping six feet and one inch. "Answer my question brat!"

"Lets go inside first. I've still got jet lag..." Ryoma said and yawned behind his hand.

"Tch..." Momo turned to his apartment door and fished out his key and a few moments later, they were inside out of the cold February air. "Make yourself comfortable. Want some coffee or anything?"

Ryoma toed his shoes off and set his bag down on the floor and plopped down on the couch. "D'you have any Ponta?"

"Actually... I do." Momo walked into his kitchen and got out a cold Grape Ponta from his refrigerator and walked back into the living room to give to Ryoma.

"Sank you..." Ryoma said and took the Ponta.

"You gonna answer my question now?" Momo asked and sat next to him.

"I got back late last night. Tezuka-buchou picked me up from the airport since my parents are still in America. I wanted to come here immediately, but he said you'd probably be asleep already, so he took me to his place and I immediately fell asleep."

"Hmm... you know Echizen... you shouldn't be calling our names with the honorifics now. We're not your senpai-taichi anymore."

Ryoma smirked up at him while sipping his Ponta. "Then we should go on first name basis."

Momoshiro stared at Ryoma a bit. "I suppose we should... Ryoma."

"Takeshi-kun..."

Momo felt a vein throb in his temple and bowed his head. "Why '-kun'?"

"I told you I'd claim you when I came back. And I know you're not dating anyone."

"How do you know I'm not?"

"Fuji-senpai told me..."

"How does Fuji know?"

Ryoma shrugged. "I don't really want to know how he knows." He leaned forward and set his Ponta down on a coaster and turned to Momo on the couch. "Are you dating anyone?"

"... No." Momo looked away, blushing slightly. No way was he going to tell Ryoma that it was his fault his relationship with Anne didn't go very well. No way was he going to tell Ryoma that for the last four years, Echizen was all he'd been thinking about. Momo suddenly felt and body pressed against his and quickly looked at Ryoma, only to find the boy's face right in front of his. "O-Oi!"

"Ne, Takeshi-kun..."

"W-What?"

"You're all I've been thinking about for eight years."

Momoshiro gulped. Ryoma's golden eyes looked so seductive and full of lust, he felt his own lust stirring deep in his groin. "R-Really?"

"Yeah." Ryoma leaned even closer to steal a kiss, but hands on his shoulders pushing him away stopped him from reaching his goal.

"Y-You know... Kaidoh and Inui are dating now!"

Echizen stared hard at Momo. "Oh?"

"Yeah! That mamushi finally confessed seven years worth of feelings for Inui! About time if I do say so myself!"

"Takeshi-kun!" Ryoma yelled and pounced Momo. Momo let out an undignified yelp and fell back onto the couch. Echizen stared down at Momo with an annoyed expression. Momo gulped again.

"What?"

"Why're you avoiding me?"

"Avoiding you? I'm not avoiding you!"

"You're avoiding kissing me..."

Momo glared at him. "So?"

Ryoma stared down at him harder, then smirked that obnoxious smirk of his. "Don't tell me you still haven't had your first kiss."

Momoshiro blushed deeply. "SO WHAT IF I HAVEN'T?"

Ryoma smiled like Fuji. "Aww, were you saving it for me, Takeshi-kun?"

The vein in Momoshiro's temple throbbed harder and he let out a yell as he rolled the two of them over and off the couch. Ryoma yelped in surprise and promptly found himself pinned to the floor. He blinked up at Momoshiro in shock.

"You forget who's bigger, Ryoma... -kun." Momo smirked at the light blush. "What about you? Have you had your first kiss?"

Ryoma turned his head some. "Yes, actually."

Momoshiro's eyes widened in surprise. "What?" He felt jealousy rear its ugly head. "Who?"

"Kevin..." Ryoma said lightly.

"Kevin? That American kid who came to Japan in the Junior Invitational Tournament?" Ryoma nodded and Momo's grip on his shoulders tightened. "Why?" He closed his eyes tightly.

Ryoma looked up at him. "What?"

"Why'd you kiss him? You said that when you returned to Japan, you'd claim me! So why kiss someone else?"

Echizen was silent a moment. "Are you jealous, Takeshi-kun?"

"Of course I'm jealous! For the last four years, all I've thought about was you! My relationship with Anne didn't even last a month because she knew I had feelings for you!" Leaning down, Momoshiro buried his face in Ryoma's neck to hide the tears threatening to fall. Slowly, Ryoma wrapped his arms around Momoshiro's back and chuckled softly. Momo froze. "W-What's so funny?"

"So you do like me?" Ryoma asked lightheartedly. He felt a nod against his shoulder and grinned. "I lied."

Momo lifted his head quickly. "What?"

"I haven't had my first kiss yet. Kevin wanted me, but I told him I was saving myself for someone. Of course, he didn't back down even when I told him that, so I had to smack him around a few times in order to get the point across."

Momoshiro blinked. "In tennis, right?"

"No. Besides, he punched me when I was leaving America to have a match against Tezuka, so he deserved it."

Momoshiro blinked in confusion. "So... you said that... just to get me to confess my feelings?"

"Yes. And it worked." Ryoma smiled that Fuji smile again and Momoshiro shuddered in fear.

"Alright, your not allowed to hang out with Fuji at all!" Ryoma stared up at him blankly. "You're starting to smile like him, maybe even plot like him a little."

Echizen chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around Momoshiro's neck and pulled him down. "Now will you kiss me, Takeshi-kun?"

Momoshiro blushed some, but nodded and placed his lips against Ryoma's softly. He tried to keep it loving and chaste, but Ryoma was demanding, so he gave in. 'Oh well... maybe dating Ryoma Echizen won't be very bad... I hope...'

End ( jk! )