Ayu-chan's notes:

Enjoy. Ahihi. And don't forget to review, m'kay? XD

Disclaimer:

Prince of Tennis ™ is not a property of mine, unfortunately. That's why I write fan fictions to calm my soul. XDD

Dedication:

Awin-chan – Enjoy! Tell me if you like it. -

All the Royal Pair fans out there – We rule! XDDD Review to spread the Royal Pair Craze – RPC ™. Ahihi.


Atobe Keigo pouted.

Echizen Ryoma blinked.

They stared at each other.

Finally, Ryoma chose to ask Atobe what his problem is. "Oi, Monkey King. Is this some purple shirt problem again?"

Atobe pouted some more.

Ryoma decided to try again. "Monkey King, are you out of hair gel?"

Atobe twitched.

"Oi, Monkey King. Why aren't you answering me?" Ryoma questioned again.

Atobe had enough. "Damn it, brat! Can't you see ore-sama is upset?" he burst out.

Ryoma was taken aback. When he had his composure again, he replied, "I can see you're upset. That's why I was asking what's wrong," he pointed out.

"Yeah, well, don't ask me what's wrong!" Atobe shouted again.

Uh-oh. Somebody has issues.

"Fine," Ryoma answered. He was about to take a sip from his Ponta when Atobe yelled again.

"Why aren't you asking anymore?" he inquired, furrowing his eyebrows.

"You told me to stop asking," Ryoma said. What's wrong with him? I didn't forget anything, right?

"You were supposed to pester me until I give up!" Atobe screamed.

"Fine. Geez. You should have told me that awhile ago," Ryoma said calmly.

They stared at each other again.

"So?" Atobe urged him.

"So what?" Ryoma asked. Tsk. He sure is strange today.

Atobe rolled his eyes. "Ask me what's wrong!"

"Oh, right." Ryoma sweat-dropped. He cleared out his throat and asked in a patronizing voice, "What's wrong?"

Atobe pouted. "I heard Tezuka and Fuji talking earlier," he started to narrate.

Ryoma frowned. What the hell? "Don't tell me your little crush on buchou is returning," he spat out, jealousy engulfing his whole body.

Atobe had to smile at his lover's green-eyed nature. "No, it's not that."

Ryoma smirked. "Good. Now tell me what's bothering you."

"Fuji called Tezuka 'Kunikins'," Atobe stated bluntly.

"And?" Ryoma was confused. Where's he getting at?

"Tezuka responded with a 'Su-honey'," Atobe had a serious face.

Ryoma sighed. "Enough of this, Monkey King. Go straight to the point."

"That's exactly the point, brat! You keep calling ore-sama 'Monkey King' and ore-sama is always calling you 'brat'!"

"What's the problem with that?" Ryoma was lost.

"Doesn't it bother you?" Atobe was frustrated. They've been lovers for about nine months now and they don't even have a term of endearment yet!

"No. Why should it?" Ryoma asked. What's the problem in that?

"Oh, forget it!" Atobe gave up. There was simply no way that Ryoma would call him 'Kei-kun'.

Ryoma blinked.

Oh.

He got it.

Finally.

Dense kid.

"Do my preferences bother you?" Ryoma asked, blushing.

"W-what?" Atobe asked. Huh?

"Because if they do, I can always break up with you."

"What?" Atobe was shocked.

Ryoma sighed. "You want us to have a term of endearment for each other, right? I prefer not to."

Atobe blinked. "But…terms of endearments are for couples."

"Monkey King, if you don't like my preferences, then that means you also don't like the fact that I prefer to love you out of everyone,"Ryoma emphasized, flustered.

Atobe was stunned. And then he smirked. "Damn you, brat. You just don't want to be called Ryo-darling," he teased.

"Che. Tease me all you want. I know you're touched with what I said, anyway," he stuck out his tongue.

"Go to hell, brat."

"I love you too, Monkey King."


OMG! I made a Royal Pair fic! I'm so proud! XDDDD