Pairings: RyomaXKirihara, RyomaXAtobe
Atobe is let's say 23 in this, Kirihara is 22 and Ryoma 20/21 years old. :3
Inspired by movie Indecent proposal.
I do not own Prince of tennis, I only wish I was. :)
Introduction might be too long but bear with me :D
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We met when we were still in school. In a way, it was only natural that we were attracted to each other like magnets, pulling each other strongly and mercilessly.
We both loved tennis, we both hated each other almost instantly.
He was so obnoxious with his stupid too-cool-to-care attitude, his stupid hat that never left his head, not even when he played, and the way he implied, in not so very subtle way, that I was an idiot. Surely everything he though about me was changed once we stepped into the court, my red eyes erased all doubt from his head that I wasn't anything more than a monster and that's how he referred to me for the next three years. It bothered me, having him think that, I never knew why though. At least not until I came clear with myself, after he defeated me, after nickname 'Rikkaidai's monster' was only spoken as unpleasant habit of his.
It was only after we stopped being rivals, after we matured we realized what the other yielded within his heart.
That's how we came to be. It wasn't a love story but love happened anyways. He gave up pro tennis, instead Echizen played when and how his heart desired. I became pro video games player, we didn't have much money but it wasn't that bad either.
We loved each other.
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Akaya Kirihara was picking up clothes that were disorderly decorating every corner of a small, otherwise lovely apartment he shared with his lover. If there was one thing Kirihara hated, it was how messy his Echizen was. He gasped looking at dirty, tennis shoes younger male left on the chair. It was his favorite chair. Comfy, beige one, where he would sit and play video games while Echizen was away, doing his part time jobs.
"Ryomaa!" he yelled, his normally taunting voice becoming rough and strict.
Mentioned was lazily sitting in the kitchen, drinking Ponta juice, reading newspapers. After Kirihara barged trough the door angrily holding up his tennis shoes, Echizen barely looked up, merely recognizing Akaya's existence. "What's up?" he asked coolly.
"How many times have I told you to pick up your things and not just leave them lying around! Huh! You're not the only one living here." Kirhara's voice was now murderous, this really pissed him off.
"Yeah, ok. " Echizen took another gulp of Ponta.
"You little-." Kirihara's voice was suddenly cracked, his self-control giving up again, and this happened quite often. Not that Echizen cared, he thought it was maybe the thing he loved about Kirihara. He could turn everything exciting and spicy. Younger male loved to tease his boyfriend just for the fun of it.
"Your eyes are red. Really Akaya, I thought you grew up over that psycho faze."
But Echizen did stood up and shielded himself with the plate hence Kirihara was throwing clothes at him. One shoe hit the window cracking it. "Whoah, easy there. We're short on the money, who's gonna fix that?" Echizen fixed his cap, glaring at his favorite monster.
Kirihara grunted incoherent things walking over to the younger male in three vehement steps. Ryoma didn't even flinch.
"I will..." Akaya hissed.
"Rip my clothes off?" Ryoma smirked, his eyes tauntingly gazing over Kirihara's hand that was pulling on his shirt, usual pose before you punch someone in the face. Or rip their clothes off.
It was like that, how they fight usually ended. Kirihara was such a simpleton, easily angered and vehement when his pride was attacked, in these last years Echizen was the only one who could handle him without getting couple of his bones broken.
Younger male was never afraid, even if he was he never showed it, he calmed Kirihara with his stoic pose, small teasing remarks and well...seducing.
Akaya grunted, feeling defeated yet again, his intentions completely blocked by Echizen's inviting smirk, glittering eyes.
He leaned in and kissed Ryoma's lips vigorously, tugging at his shirt. He felt his lover's responding lips, smaller hands placing themselves on his chest. Ryoma was so small, so delicate, so exquisite with his raven,think hair, soft skin and hazel eyes that sometimes shined like gold.
Akaya pushed Ryoma on the table, he was too impatient to carry him to the bed, besides bed was full of Ryoma's clothes he refused to clean, leaving all the work for pissed off Kirihara.
...
They fought a lot but their relationship was steady. They did have problems, but somehow they always managed to grow over them. Two years ago, when they were looking for a house, possibilities of a future family popping into their heads, they knew it will be hard. Kirihara sometimes earned a lot and sometimes nothing while Ryoma didn't gain much from his part time jobs as teaching kids tennis and working in souvenirs shops.
Once they were travelling to visit Kirhara's parents they saw it. Medium-sized with marble like stone, they suspected it wasn't actually marble, who builds a house from marble, and big windows, with lovely oriental shape there stood their dream house. On an impulse they decided to buy it. They signed a contract and it was to be theirs in two, three years, once they pay more than half of it's price. They were paying regularly, not wanting to miss their chance of owning that beautiful little paradise.
They wanted to spend the rest of their lives there, maybe have a couple of kids too.
Despite the problems, Akaya and Ryoma were happy.
(few weeks later)
Echizen Ryoma was pissed off. It rarely happened, he sure never left his cool pose, and it took one hell of a problem to make him upset. "How could they?" he yelled in the air. What will he tell to Kirihara? How will they pay their bills?
He never even imagined Kirihara had the same problem: money. Both of them were left without their incomes.
"How?" Ryoma asked. "I'm not fired I just... it's crisis, people are shutting down with unnecessary expenses, and I'm professional for video games, what do you think?" he asked sarcasticaly. Ryoma fixed his hat "Well...how will we pay our rent? What if they start taking our things?"
Kirihara looked down "I actually...got the note from the bank." he said not being able to look at younger male.
"Wiss...what are they saying? That they'll shut down our water?" he laughed.
"Ryoma...they will take our house." Akaya cried out. Ryoma blinked "What? This apartment? It's not ours we rented it..."he blabbered not wanting to hear what Akaya was actually saying.
"No...OUR dream house...I didn't want to tell you because you will get upset...I hate it when you're upset ochibi."
Ryoma was silent. He thought trough it "What time did they give us?" he asked looking at his lover. "We have to pay the price of 50,000 US dollars by the end of this week or they'll take it from us."
Ryoma sighed "Good. It's monday. "
Kirihara snapped his eyes dangerously close to becoming red again "But it's money we don't have. Where will we find such amount? Huh? Even if I swallow my pride and ask my parents they don't have that much."
Ryoma went to fridge to take another ponta "We will think of something. Maybe borrow or...well, I know you're not so against stealing but I am." he added seeing Kirihara's eyes gleam at possible mischief.
"We could...gamble." Older boy offered. Ryoma blinked looking up. "Do we even have the money to start gambling? You know you have to put something in the game to-."."Don't think me stupid, Ryoma." Kirihara yelled. "We can just put some small amount and play a lot of times until we get what we need."
"That requires huge amount of luck." Echizen insisted.
"But we're the good guys right? Luck is on our side." Kirihara smirked.
...
Crowd cheered. "Kiss it." Kirihara insisted seeing how everything was going smoothly. Ryoma was holding two dices in his hand, staring at their score. They were winning 5000 dollars and they only played three rounds. It had to be their lucky day. Now, they bet everything they had, it was now or never. Winning 5000 dollars is sure big but it was too little for how much they had to pay in order to get their house back. They had to go big or die trying.
His smooth, rosy lips touched cold plastic, hoping for another score. In order to win a dice game player had to get a seven or more. He twirled them between his fingers before finally holding his breath and throwing them on the table again.
Casino was full, at least commoner's part. It was only one wing of a huge center, with small shops, restaurants, exclusive shops and of course Casino for the high society. Which Ryoma thought was probably necessary considering they didn't have machines and fun games, they only played cards and thew dice with stakes as high as Mount Everest. When they threw dice no one probably cheered the way people were cheering for him and Akaya.
"You did it love." Kirihara yelled wrapping his arms around him. They shared small, sweet kiss before angry employee led them to the table to sign so they could get the money they earned from the bank. "10 000 dollars. Congratulations, not every day someone manages to outsmart luck that much." he smiled incisively handing them the paper.
"Let us go home. We do this for the next four days and we're safe." Kirihara beamed. "I'm hungry though." he added.
Ryoma stared at the exclusive suits shop, he always though expensive suits to be elegant, he wanted to buy one to wear for Kirihara. He could already picture older male's eyes getting black with lust.
"Go buy burger or something. I'll wait for you here." he replied.
Ryoma entered the shop casually, wondering if he could ever fool the cashier. He was poor and it could be seen on him, his walking, his greet, everything.
"Do you want anything?" cashier lady asked.
Ryoma shook his head replying: "No, I'll just take a look." He eyed especially expensive line of suits, one finer than the other. He saw small, cutely packed chocolates were decorating the table and could't hold himself back from snatching one.
Hey it must be one of those expensive chocolates, when will be the next time I try one?
Ryoma decided he should take one for Kirihara too, actually scratch that, he will take few of them...cashier can't see him here anyways. Suddenly after pushing some chocolates in his bag Ryoma felt he was being watched and looked up. Outside the shop group of men were discussing something. Group of well-dressed men. They were walking outside of a exclusive restaurant. One of them, actually one who was talking, others were listening was looking in his direction with amused smirk on his face. Ryoma thought to show him off 'What's the matter never seen poor boy stealing chocolates from exclusive clothes shop?'
Man was tall and elegant, his purple-grayish hair cascading to his cheekbones, framing his pretty face. Even though man was certainly good looking Ryoma found his self-amused pose completely irritating. Man was holding himself all high and mighty, gesticulating a lot and smiling rudely towards him, as if saying 'you-little-fly-I-see-what-you-are-doing' to him.
Ryoma shuddered turning around and walking closer to the suits. 'What's taking Kirihara so long?'
His delicate hands picked trough the line of suits trying to find one that would fit him. He finally looked at the last one. Suit was black, somehow classical, but with slightly longer sleeves than most. Color black wasn't actually that pure black but it was colour of Ryoma's hair what he noticed. He took it and turned to the mirror trying to picture himself in it. Suit was accompanied by dark green tie and complemented his eyes nicely.
"Ore-sama thinks you look fine, you should buy it." he heard topping voice referring to him.
Ryoma turned to see that same guy who was mocking him from the outside leaning against the wall. He was dressed in a suit, even better that the one he was holding, he seemed much taller now when he was closer and his face was even more irritating than before.
"I'm not buying it." Ryoma scoffed returning the suit back to the hanger.
"It suits you really good. At least try it for real then decide." Atobe smirked, being amazed by himself and his perfect logic.
Ryoma twirled his hat "I'm not, I don't have the money so I won't bother trying it." he walked towards the door not even saying goodbye. He frankly didn't even know the guy.
"Ore-sama will buy it for you." he heard Atobe announce it like it was great mercy and honor. Ryoma stopped and turned back to him
Atome smirked seeing surprised look younger boy was giving him "Ore-sama thinks you would really look lovely wearing it."
Ryoma smirked, laughing a bit "Mada mada dane. Suit might be for sale but I'm definitely not." he glanced at the arrogant boy once again before walking out.
"Echizen, I was looking for you." Kirihara hissed irritated. He already almost ate his burger.
"Yeah, yeah...Shall we go?" Ryoma asked his lover.
*I read somewhere that Kirihara's other hobby is playing violent video games, that's why I made him pro video games player here lol
** I know Kikumaru calls Ryoma ochibi not Kirihara but I couldn't resist.
*** I don't know how much yen is 50,000 dollars and I know it's stupid to use dollars if they're in Japan but forgive me for that :(
Anyways, this is the first chapter, sorry if it's a bit boring I had to make steady ground for story. I think I covered Akaya and Ryoma's relationship as good as I could... Didn't actually want to pair those two when I started writing but I couldn't think of anyone else except Kirihara in that particular moment xDD
So...what do you think?
What about Atobe and his vain self? :3
I said this is inspired by the movie but i will make some changes though :3