Disclaimer: Don't own Prince of Tennis nor any of its characters.

Author's Notes: Written for LJ 10Settings comm. Claimed HaruMaru pairing, because it's taking over my mind. :D So, 10 shots of HaruMaru in 10 different settings.

Check out my other HaruMaru fics if you have some time, please!

Enjoy the first shot.

Warnings: Bad language, suggestive themes. XD

Title: Highway
Theme: 1. Highway
Summary: First day of universtiy, and they're struck in traffic.

"I told you we should've left earlier, Haru!"

"Oh, come on, Maru. You love morning quickies."

Marui rolled his eyes, slumping more into the front seat of the car. "Well, this would be an exception! First day of university! Oh my god, what were we thinking?!"

Niou groaned. "Stop it already, Maru! We're going to make it on time. There's not that much traffic."

The redhead looked at his boyfriend incredulously. "Not that much traffic?! Are you kidding me?! Look at this!" He gestured to the full highway they were on, cars honking, engines running loudly, and smoke everywhere; the early morning chaotic rush.

"OK, maybe there's some traffic. But you don't have to be all bitchy about it."

"Excuse me?" said Marui, temper flaring up. The car's broken air conditioning system wasn't helping much. "This is the first day of university, Niou Masaharu. We've worked hard to get accepted to the same one. I've worked hard for this day. And you're just sitting here acting like it's Christmas and everything's served on a silver platter! What are you doing—"

Niou broke his boyfriend off with a kiss. "Kissing you. The heat's getting to you, Maru. You can relax for a while. You know everything works out when I want it to. I'm not a Trickster for nothing."

Marui let out a breath. Of course. It was the heat, that's all. Niou always made things work. Why was he whining anyway? And what was he talking about Christmas again? Something about a silver platter...

Even after 3 years, Niou's kisses never failed to leave Marui incoherent.

"Haru...want...quickie...backseat?" he breathed out.

Niou laughed. "Tempting as it is, Maru, we're out of luck. Traffic's moving." He winked at Marui. "Maybe in the showers, though. How's that sound?"

Marui shoved him playfully. "Sounds horrible. I like the student council room better."

Niou kissed him again, ignoring the honks of the cars behind him. It was a highway, right? Well, he was definitely getting high on something right now.