Rating: PG/PG13 maybe?
Summary: Ohtori has had enough with Shishido's attitude.
Disclaimer: The Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi Takeshi. I'm just playing with his characters.

Ohtori Choutarou has had enough. No matter how hard he tries, he can't seem to pin Shishido down (and oh, wouldn't he like to pin Shishido down) long enough to talk to him. It's kind of impressive that Shishido has evaded every conversation Ohtori has tried to start without actively avoiding him. He almost wants to congratulate Shishido on taking cowardice to such an advanced level, but Shishido would have to let him actually talk to do so.

It's not like Ohtori has given Shishido reason to run away. So, yeah, Ohtori had almost confessed to his feelings and Shishido may or may not have totally understood what was going on (judging by the way he'd blushed about 10 shades of red and looked like Ohtori was trying to kill him slowly), but really there was no reason for this. Shishido had made more excuses in the past month than in the rest of his life, and it's starting to grind. They still play tennis together (their combination is top notch) and they still meet up to walk together at the end of the day, but as soon as Ohtori opens his mouth, Shishido gets flighty.

At first, Ohtori had let it go. Shishido was weird, okay? Sometimes the best thing to do was to let him wallow by himself for a while. Ohtori is patient. (Patience is a virtue, you know, and Ohtori has a reputation to keep). He thought he could sit back and let Shishido digest this, give Shishido time to get over himself and admit that he was actually really down with the whole idea (Ohtori's not stupid - Shishido has had the hots for him for at least a year) but really now. Shishido was taking this to unimaginable extremes. Ohtori kind of wants to strangle him.

It's all good though. Ohtori has the perfect plan. Normally, if Shishido is having an off day and wants to slink away to be by himself at lunch, Ohtori is perfectly happy to let him (and yes, okay, Ohtori knows exactly where Shishido goes to hide and occasionally sets up camp near by to spy on him) but Shishido isn't having a bad day. He's having a bad month and it's because he's dumb (so dumb in fact, that Ohtori occasionally has to sit back and ask himself why he even likes the idiot) and doesn't want to hear the words Ohtori has for him.

It's not like Ohtori has a straight up love declaration, here. There's no flowers or chocolate or anything Shishido will gag over. It's more of a "hey I like you a lot and sometimes I think about doing things to you but we're both teenage boys so that's perfectly normal and you like it anyway" and Shishido is being goddamn pathetic by hiding from it. So Ohtori isn't going to let him hide anymore.

As soon as the lunch bell rings, he high tails it to the secluded spot Shishido likes to spend his lunch in. It's a nice spot, if you like grass and dirt and bugs with your lunch, but most importantly, it's hard to find. He leans back against a tree and waits for his stupid, stupid (God he's so stupid, why?) senpai to show up. Like clockwork, he does.

As soon as Shishido sees him, he's turned on his heel and marching away. Ohtori won't stand for it. Shishido is fast on the courts, no doubt, but Ohtori's legs are damn long and he can cover some ground when he puts his mind to it. He catches Shishido in five long strides and spins him around. Shishido immediately starts babbling.

"Uh, hey Choutarou. Look I just forgot - I mean, I promised - I've gotta go back - You know, right? I just gotta -"

Ohtori rolls his eyes.

"Shishido-san," he says flatly. Shishido tenses, but shuts up. He probably expects Ohtori to talk to him, but really, he's had enough trying to talk. So he grabs him by the shoulders and yanks him forward, smashing their lips together in a really awful parody of a kiss. Shishido goes tense, hands slamming flat against Ohtori's chest, and Ohtori almost pulls back. Except no, wait a second, Shishido isn't pushing away. He's curling his fingers in Ohtori's uniform shirt, messing up the perfect lay of it, and pulling Ohtori closer. Ohtori almost smirks.

The smash of their lips eases, less violent and one sided. Their lips press together, gentle caresses. Shishido's body goes lax, curving forward until they're flush together and Ohtori sighs happily. They lean against each other, passing chaste kisses back and forth, for quite a bit longer than they really should before, Ohtori straightens up and separates them.

Ohtori brushes his fingers along Shishido's jaw, and Shishido looks up at him. His eyes are huge and vulnerable and there's a blush settling over his face. His fingers are still twisted in Ohtori's shirt (which is now untucked and sporting a seriously askew tie) and he's kind of gaping.

"Uh," Shishido says, super eloquently. Ohtori laughs, leaning forward to press a kiss to Shishido's forehead.

"Are you done running away from me now?"

"Che," Shishido scowls, pulling away from Ohtori, embarrassed. "Stop being lame, Choutarou."

Ohtori smiles, sweet and totally innocent (Ohtori is only ever sweet and innocent, you know) and wraps a hand around Shishido's wrist.

"C'mon, Shishido-san. Let's go get lunch."

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A/N: So, I don't think I can articulate my feelings very well but I wanted to write an "Ohtori Choutarou is the secret underground king of Hyoutei and no one realizes it because he's so sneaky about it" kind of story and this is what happened. Idk I literally typed this on tumblr in about 15 minutes and I have no idea how good it is because I only read through it once. I'm so sorry. D: