Prince of Tennis
Sanada Gen'ichirou/Hitouji Yuuji
"Hey! You!"
Sanada stopped the ball with his racket and turned to look at the boy who had shouted at him. He supposed it was at him at least, since there was no one there besides him and the other senior. "Yes?"
Hitouji Yuuji stopped right in front of Sanada and crossed his arms. He glared up at the taller teen. "You!" the Osakan scoffed. "What does Koharu see in you! You're not even pretty like he is!"
Sanada blinked slowly, staring silently at the imitator with a frown on his face. Yuuji puffed his cheeks. "Answer when I ask you a question!" he shouted.
Sanada's frown deepened. "Was that a question?"
"YES! It was!" Yuuji shouted. He was starting to get red in the face from the fit he was throwing. "Answer me!"
"There's not really much to answer, his attention creep me out." Sanada replied. Yuuji gasped.
"What!" his face was an even more shade towards crimson now. "You should be happy! If Koharu was paying the same attention to me, I'd be!"
"So you're just jealous. Please, make him stop stalking me." Sanada said. "You don't need to shout."
"Yes I do! And besides, you-!"
Yuuji stumbled backwards and landed on his butt on the ground. He opened his mouth and closed it repeatedly, staring up at Sanada in shock. He raised his hand and touched his cheek, with which Sanada's palm had connected. "Y-you...you slapped me..."
Sanada crouched down and pulled him back to his feet. "Reflex." he said, as if it would explain everything. At least to him it was a proper explanation. No apology should be needed.
Of course, Yuuji saw it differently, and he grabbed Sanada's shirt with shaking fists. "You-you-youyou- you!" he attempted to shake Sanada, but didn't manage to even mane the emperor sway. "You're a bastard! I really don't see what's so good about you! Bastardbastardbastard!"
And then he kissed him.
Probably out of some twisted kind of pleasurable fury that burned inside his chest and caused him to act weird.
Sanada stared forward blankly, wide-eyed and shocked. Then Yuuji's lips moved and then he pulled back and shoved their faces together again. Their teeth hit against each other and their noses bumped, and Yuuji let out a growl from deep down in his throat. Sanada opened up his mouth and felt Yuuji clutch to his sleeves, tugging to get him to bend down and then he clambered up with his legs around Sanada's waist. The thin teen pressed against his chest and Sanada blushed deeply red when he felt something hard press against his stomach.
Then the magic was broken and they were pulled back to reality by a voice calling for Yuu-kun!
Sanada shuddered when he heard the voice and Yuuji pulled away, giving Sanada a hard shove that made him stumble slightly. "You! You're a bastard after all!" Yuuji hissed, backing away.
"You were the one who started it, though." Sanada said as calmly as he could. He was panting and he was flustered and he had a hard-on.
"Shut up!" Yuuji shouted.
Sanada shook his head and watched Yuuji dash away, then he looked up when the aqua-haired boy peeked around the corner. The moment Yuuji noticed he had been spotted, he blushed and shouted "Shut up!" for good measure. Then he vanished again, leaving a very confused and warm Sanada alone behind the Rikkai club house.