Whee! Here's my second drabble for the week. Please enjoy!


Mada Mada Dane

Ryoma wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Giving of a satisfied aura, he headed towards the locker rooms, briefly glancing at his senpai. It had only been 2 hours ago when Eiji and Oishi had their fight. However, even with that said, the two were still ignoring each other.

"O'chibi!" Eiji exclaimed, rushing up and jumping on his kouhai's back.

Stumbling slightly, the young tennis player scolded his senpai in his usual, slightly flat tone of voice. "Eiji-senpai­, that hurts."

"Mou, don't leave me like that!" The older of the two uttered, his grip on his favorite tennis member tightening. "Sometime, I wonder if you hate me, o'chibi."

Ryoma groaned, fighting his teammate off his shoulders. "Eiji--"

"Ah!" Suddenly, the weight on Seigaku's youngest pillar of support was lifted. "Oishi, I'm sorry..."

Ryoma swiveled, turning towards his favorite senpai.

"No, I'm sorry, Eiji."

Twitching slightly, the youngest regular turned his back on the two and walked away.

"Eiji, I think Echizen just left..." Oishi pointed out. He, being Eiji's best friend, knew how much the acrobatics player loved the freshman.

"Ah! You're right!" Eiji exclaimed in shock. "Mou, O'chibi!" The boy whined, dashing into the locker rooms.

Oishi laughed and walked away, leaving the two alone in the locker rooms.

"What do you want?" Ryoma questioned tiredly, buttoning up his t-shirt.

"Why'd you leave me?"

"You were talking to Oishi-senpai."

"Mou, you're so cruel! Don't ever do that again!" Eiji complained.

"Hmm..." Ryoma mumbled, amused by his senpai's actions. Opening his mouth to say something, he abruptly realized that his mouth was covered. Pulling away and touching his lips lightly, the freshman smirked. "Not bad." He uttered, brushing his lips against Eiji's. "However, mada mada dane."


Well, i tried to keep Ryoma and Eiji in character, but i don't think i succeeded. I hope you enjoyed this drabble. Please review, if you'd like.