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summary: Atobe cheated on Ryoma which let to a break up. Both of them moved on and meet again years later. Atobe isn't really over his old crush but Ryoma doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

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Disclaimer: I have a few cookies those are mine, I have a big stuffed animal that's mine, prince of tennis isn't mine.

If Atobe broke up with someone he did it big preferably with a huge crowd watching.

Ryoma knew that when looked in disgust at his boyfriend for a year.

He hadn't even noticed him. He hadn't even cared when the door opened. He hadn't cared when Ryoma saw him, them.

It wasn't as bad as it could be after all it was only kissing.

Knowing Atobe, and Ryoma thought he knew Atobe pretty well, this could've been much worse.

Ryoma cleared his throat trying to get the attention of his boyfriend.

Atobe and the girl ignored it.

Ryoma raised an eyebrow for he was sure they both must've heard it. He sighed. He would talk to Atobe later he thought he would be sick if he would have to watch one more minute.

His stomach was acting weird it felt as if it had turned into a tennis ball and was bounced between two power players.

Ryoma left the room and walked downstairs. His eyes cold but he didn't cry because Atobe betrayed him he would never cry. He wouldn't cry for someone who didn't love him.

The week following the event was hell.

Ryoma and Atobe broke up.

Atobe got a girlfriend named Aya.

Ryoma got love letters from annoying fans. He didn't even read them he just threw them away. He focused on his studies and tennis and pushed Atobe to a far corner in his mind.

Tezuka was worried about Ryoma for he didn't seem like himself at all but his tennis got better so Tezuka thought it was just some weird phase and that whatever was bothering him would pass.

Most of the others didn't even notice the difference.

Momoshiro was the only one who knew why he was acting like this.

Ryoma walked to the tennis courts earlier than usual only to find Tezuka and Fuji already there.

"Echizen." Tezuka said as greeting.

"Echizen, nice you're early today. You think you can do that this weekend too?" Fuji chuckled.

Ryoma just nodded.

"Ne, you look tired." Fuji said suddenly.

Ooishi who had just come walking there ran to Ryoma. "Do you sleep enough? Are you getting sick, should you go home?" He said worried. "You shouldn't practice!"

Ryoma hadn't slept at all since he and Atobe broke up. He got up early because lying in bed bored him. He had already practiced tennis before he came here. He had been doing homework from 10 p.m. to 2 a.m. because he wasn't allowed to go outside after 10. He had tried to sleep from 2 to 4 but gave up and started reading tennis magazines. "I'm going to stretch if you keep on standing there buchou might get mad at you for neglecting you training."

Everyone scrambled and started practicing.

A few years had passed.

Echizen had never stopped practicing like crazy. He also finished a study psychology and was a pro in tennis now. He already won three of the four grand slams and he did many commercials.

If you asked around the world there were very few people who didn't know Echizen Ryoma.

Echizen had moved on he never thought about his first and last boyfriend. He still didn't sleep much but now because of completely other reasons. He was permanently busy.

"Tomorrow is the finals of the Australian open. If you win those you won all the grand slams." An excited woman around her forties said to the young idol. This woman happened to be Ryoma's manger.

Ryoma just nodded and continued playing with a tennis ball.

"Oh and next week we'll be going to Japan. There is a company there that would like you to do their commercials."

"Fine." Ryoma said barely interested.

"Great. I also thought you should take a bit of a break from tournaments for a while." She said.

"Don't wanna." Ryoma said. He never lost his bratty attitude.

"I never cared remember. If I say you're taking a break you're taking a break. I think you sleep too little and work too much. We'll be in Japan for two months. The shooting probably doesn't take more than a few weeks and it will barely take up your time so you pretty much have a break those two months."

Ryoma gritted his teeth but didn't protest because he knew he was going to lose the argument anyway.

The woman smiled brightly. "That's settles then. Good luck with your match tomorrow."

Ryoma grunted in reply and left the room.

In Japan.

Atobe Keigo was barely interested in his company. Sure he wanted to earn a lot of money and sure he worked to keep his company standing but all less important tasks he left to other people. He had people for everything and he had picked those people because they never disappointed him. He let them organize the things they needed to organize etc. He wanted to yell at them blame them for what they did but he didn't. He could never lose his dignity over something as irrelevant as this.

So what if his head of commercials picked a model that he used to date years ago?

What if he had to go and great him? What if he never really liked someone the way he liked this particular model? What if he had a girlfriend? It wasn't like he was still in love with the boy right?

And it wasn't like his head of commercials new about Atobe's old relationships right?

Atobe looked like he looked always on the outside but inside he was panicking. He was just thinking about the boy and he had to try his hardest to suppress a blush.

Someone knocked on the door politely. "Sir you have an appointment in fifteen minutes with the hired photographer."

"Yes. As soon as he comes sent him up." Atobe said still trying to figure out his thoughts.

About ten minutes later a knock on the door disturbed his thoughts once again.

"Come in." Atobe said.

The door opened and a young man with honey brown hair walked in. He had his eyes closed and a huge smile on his face. "Hello Atobe-san, it's been a long time."

Atobe tried to place the face and he took a good five minutes to finally recognize Fuji. "Fuji."

"Took you long enough." Fuji said still smiling. "So who's going to be my model?"

Atobe gave him the papers.

"Ryoma?" Fuji asked while opening his eyes. Fuji had heard about Atobe's and Ryoma's break up years back and he had disliked Atobe ever since. He knew that Atobe had a girlfriend but that never stopped him from toying with others. Fuji would protect Ryoma because for him Ryoma would always be a little brother.

"Fuji it has been a long time indeed. Shall we catch up and discuss the details of the commercials during lunch?" Atobe suggested.

Fuji nodded directing a glare at Atobe.

A few moments later.

Fuji looked around the place Atobe picked to have lunch.

It was big and it said 'commoners go away' in everything. Everything was expensive and the menu consisted of French cuisine.

Fuji didn't like the place but he knew better than to say it. He wanted to talk to Atobe and he wasn't going to let this chance walk just because he didn't like the place.

Atobe decided to start with a bit of small talk. "So how's your life."

"Fine. I have a nice job as you probably noticed and I live together with my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?"

"Yes. He's still the same boyfriend I had in high school."

"It surprised me Tezuka holds out with you this long." Atobe said trademark smirk. "So do you still have contact with your old team mates?"

"Of course. Eiji has an ice cream shop so I step by at least once a week. Tezuka and I still go out to eat Sushi at Taka's place every now and again. And the others we see at least once a month. That excludes Ryoma because he's busy but we call and mail a lot. " Fuji said smiling. "What about you?"

"Ore-sama is fine. He rarely sees his team mates other than Oshitari and Kabaji for they work for Ore-sama." Atobe said.

"Ah." Fuji said staring at his food. He disliked French food because it had a huge lack of spices and it all tasted the same to him.

Atobe didn't really know how to continue the conversation when he decided to start a conversation once again Fuji beat him to it.

"Why did you choose Ryoma for the commercials?" Fuji said opening his eyes and staring at Atobe.

"He's the best and Ore-sama only approves of the best." Atobe replied not wanting to admit that he didn't want Ryoma as a model. Atobe wanted to faint due to the pressure of Fuji's glare but he acted cool.

"Wasn't Ryoma the best earlier?" Fuji replied.

Atobe froze. He never guessed Ryoma would tell anyone about Atobe cheating on him. He thought Ryoma's pride wouldn't stand for that.

Ryoma never told Fuji but Fuji wasn't stupid and figured it out for himself.

Fuji glared at Atobe. "Why?"

Atobe smirked. "Because Ore-sama could find someone better."

"Really now?" Fuji said. "What about now?"

"This is something completely different." Atobe replied.

"You'll never get it back. Ryoma still dislikes you." Fuji said in an ice cold voice.

"He accepted the modeling." Atobe said to defend himself.

"Knowing Ryoma he didn't even look at whose request it was." Fuji said barely interested.

"I can get Ryoma back any time." Atobe said.

"Prove it." Fuji said calmly. He hated Atobe for hurting Ryoma and he would do everything to make this hard for Atobe. "And you should stop calling Ryoma that."

"What?"

"Ryoma. You should call him Echizen you're not his friend or anything." Fuji said.

"I'll call Ryoma Ryoma until he says I'm not allowed to."

"Then you should start getting used to calling him Echizen." Fuji said putting some bills on the table and left without having eaten even one bite of the expensive French food.

In Australia

Ryoma easily hit back all the shots his opponent threw at him. He had better matches in junior high. Maybe it was good he was going back to Japan he could play against Tezuka again and maybe Fuji and Yukimura and Sanada if he could find him. Ryoma hadn't included Atobe. He never wanted to see Atobe again.

The thought of Atobe still made him livid for some reason. No one had hurt his pride like Atobe did. Stupid monkey king.

Ryoma's opponent was completely out of breath. He didn't understand why but he had never seen Ryoma play this aggressive before.

In less than 15 minutes Ryoma had slaughtered his opponent and won his final grand slam title.

A little while later

Ryoma was staring out the window of the plane and was already imagining his matches against his old rivals.

Next to him his manager was happily talking about all the good thing of this break and how much of an honor it was to be the model for this company,

Ryoma hadn't even asked which company it was. He stopped doing that since he had no say in it anyway.

"Which school did you use to go to anyway?" His manager asked.

"Seigaku." Ryoma replied simply.

"I was curious because the photographer and the owner of the company both are just two years older than you so you might know them. For the both of them lived in Tokyo biggest part of their life."

"Ah."

"Do the names Fuji Shuusuke and Atobe Keigo mean something to you?"

Ryoma had just opened a can of phonta and had just taken a sip. He wanted to spit out the liquid but he swallowed it. "What?" He asked with big eyes.

"So you know them." The manager said happily. "That's good that makes the work a lot easier. You completely hated the last photographer and you scared him all the way to the other side of the country." His manager said chuckling at the thought.

Ryoma wasn't happy and if his manager had looked she could've seen him sulking but of course she didn't look.

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