Disclaimer: I own neither Prince of Tennis nor Boys Love. That still upsets me…

Title: For the Love of Boys
Author: Collapse Overture
Summary/Purpose: My remake of the movie Boys Love II, the theatrical edition. The main character Aoi Kairu, who's usually played by Kotani Yoshikazu (Taka-san in second cast TeniMyu), is now played by Sanada Genichirou. His 'lover' Amakami Sora, usually played by Kanno Atsumi, is played by Yukimura Seiichi. Mizuki Ichiyou, who's usually played by Kawakubo Yuuki (Taichi Dan in DL4 and so on), is played by Yagyuu Hiroshi. And Hanazono Riku, usually played by Tani Kazunori, is now played by Niou Masaharu. The Prince of Tennis characters keep their Prince of Tennis names, obviously.

There will probably be cameos of any other Rikkai Daigaku Fuzoku members, but I'm not sure how I'll portray them. Originally, I didn't intend for this to be only Rikkai…XD

Be warned, in this 'Aoi' a.k.a. Sanada, will not be a school teacher. That's awkward. XD It'll be basically the same otherwise.

I thought about this overnight, and I am pretty solid. I'm remaking the whole movie, give or take a few things. I don't think you'd need to see the movie to understand…but it might be better to. XD Because this will most likely have SPOILERS.

Enjoy!

For the Love of Boys
 (If you have something better for a title, please tell me.)

The sound of water filled the whole room, the steamy liquid flowing over his naked, tired, previously sweaty body, refreshing him entirely. His deep purple hair was quickly being wetted down by the overflow of shower water, flattening almost. With a small, tired smile, he ran his fingers through his own hair, smoothing out all the knots, if any, and making it easier to wash out whatever remaining filth there was from his sinful acts earlier that night.

The water's flow drowned out all other sounds, especially the ruffling noise of bedsheets from the other man sleeping in the room opposite the shower room.

With a sigh, he felt his hair again, making sure there was no leftover shampoo or anything. Finding none, he turned the shower knobs, successfully stopping the raging river in the room. He didn't bother to dry himself or get dressed in the bathroom; he just quickly wiped at his hair with a dry towel and wrapped another around his waist before he sauntered out of the room quietly.

When he saw the sleeping form's ruffled, short hair as he lie in the bed, he gave a knowing smirk, fully remembering the events that had occurred only a few hours before.

Yukimura Seiichi knew that the other boy, though he still hadn't found out his name, wasn't very talkative. They had met in a bar and Yukimura, having always been the most forward compared to others, had been the one to make the first move. The slightly taller boy was silent, almost in refusal to do anything with another man, or anyone for that matter, but the purple-haired boy was persistent and persuading. He had convinced him, although it had taken well over a half hour, to go somewhere alone with him.

There was no doubt about it; Yukimura Seiichi was sadistic and undefeatable. He was amazing, and he had topped that boy like none other. If it had been someone other than Yukimura, that person would have indeed lost the battle for dominance, but Yukimura was on it.

"Nn…?" He heard a grumble from the bed, followed by another ruffle of the bedsheets, that sloppy hair falling even more out of place than it had been after their 'battle.' Yukimura smirked knowingly.

"So you're up, eh?" He asked rather elegantly, voice smooth and calm, as usual, the towel slowly riding up his hip on one side, and down from the other. He didn't even care; it wasn't like the other boy hadn't seen it already, if only for one time.

Upon receiving no reply, he gave a victorious chuckle, quirking an eyebrow. His laugh didn't stop until he saw the other's face, anger in his eyes as he pointed towards him. "Tarundoru," was the cold, groggy reply before the oh-so-demanding one flopped back, face-first into the pillow again. It was far too early to deal with that.

"Mm, you're quite mean, ne?" Yukimura snickered before waving his hand slightly, sitting on the end of the bed to fiddle with something that just so happened to look like—

"My cell phone. Put it down."

After a few quick beeps from Yukimura's end, a flipping swish, then a few more beeps, the other finally heard the soft noise of pants ruffling as the cell phone was placed back into the right pocket where it belonged. "Done."

"Tch…" Came the other's grumble as he flipped onto his back, right forearm resting against his forehead as he glared at the ceiling. "Just so you know, this was just—"

"Koibito," Yukimura said, cutting off his sentence. "We're lovers now."

And with that, Yukimura smoothly walked to the corner of the room, dropped his towel and got dressed. He spared the other boy only a single look before he took hold of his bag, slipped his shoes on and left the scene of which his biggest sin was committed. Come to think of it, he had never even asked for the boy, no, his new lover's, name. But no matter, he now had his cell phone number, as well as the other boy had his own. They would meet again sometime soon, he knew.

End Note: Woo, foreshadowing!? XD

I know the chapter was short. It's basically a sort of…prologue? Yeah, we'll go with that. XD But I know I could have written so much more for this, but…I wanted to know your opinions first on whether or not I should or shouldn't continue this. I had something else to say here…but I completely spaced and forgot. XD It was important, too…well, no matter. I'll get to say it next time, or not at all.

Please review! It's much appreciated!