Title: Locker Room

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis…Sighs

Rating: PG-13

Paring: FujiRyo (Thrill Pair)

Ryoma did not like the fact that Fuji-senpai was smiling and looking at him.

He had heard countless rumors when Fuji smiled at people like that, many which were awful. Even, his Eiji-senpai had told him countless times to watch out when Fuji is smiling at him in a dangerous and particular way, he had claimed that people get hurt if they are not careful.

Ryoma tried hard not to notice Fuji as he tossed the ball into the air and serve; however, Fuji's annoying stare was a distraction and Ryoma double-faulted; twice.

Fuji watched as Ryoma double-faulted. It amused him that his kouhai was easily distracted even though he just smiled at Ryoma; and he wondered why.

"Nya, Fuji, why are you giving Ochibi that look?" Eiji asked him curiously standing beside Fuji.

"What look?" Fuji asked innocently facing Eiji his smile still there.

Eiji shuddered. Fuji's eerie smile scared him. He didn't even want to think what had Fuji installed for the freshman and gave Ryoma his condolences.

"Fuji, don't be too rough on Ochibi okay? Don't bully him." And with that Eiji jumped away to search for his doubles partner.

Fuji mused to himself what Eiji was talking about, surely he couldn't be implying…Suddenly, Fuji opened his eyes suddenly and smirked. Saa, was it really that obvious?

Ryoma entered the locker room and placing down his racket walked towards his locker to grab a fresh shirt. There weren't many people now in the locker room; all of them had gone home. The only people in the locker room were him, bochou and surprisingly and unnervingly, Fuji-senpai.

"Tezuka, why don't you go home first and leave the keys with me. I'll lock up," Fuji said.

Ryoma stopped what he was doing. The idea of being alone in the locker room with Fuji-senpai sounded horrible.

Tezuka nodded and left the keys with Fuji. He then collected his things and left stopping at the doorway to nod at Echizen before leaving. Ryoma had felt as though Tezuka had just betrayed him.

"Saa…Echizen, are you going to change?"

Ryoma was snapped from his thoughts and looked at the tensai, who was staring at him with a smile Ryoma didn't like. He gulped.

"Aaaa…"

Suddenly, changing didn't sound like a good idea. But he didn't want to let Fuji know that he was having nasty thoughts so he swallowed his saliva and took out his shirt when he heard a loud click.

Ryoma turned. "F-Fuji-senpai?" he stammered as he watched in horror as Fuji enclosed on him.

Fuji enjoyed watching Ryoma's expression as he neared him and he retreating back until he was against the locker, with Fuji right in front of him. He opened his blue piercing eyes and Ryoma flinched feeling uneasy.

Fuji pressed his hand against Ryoma bare chest and neared Ryoma whispering into his ear. "Saa, Ryoma-kun, do you have a boyfriend?"

Ryoma spluttered. A boyfriend? Ryoma-kun? This got to be a dream, right? He heard Fuji chuckled as he bit his earlobe.

"Fu," he began but was cut off as Fuji kissed his lips.

Ryoma wanted to push Fuji back but couldn't. He felt he was possessed and entranced…with Fuji's lips and eyes which were staring back at him looking as though it was amused.

Suddenly, Fuji drawled back. He gazed at Ryoma for awhile and hesitated only for a second before nearing Ryoma's neck and started nibbling on it and to his surprise, his kouhai moaned.

Ryoma nearly killed himself for moaning. He couldn't help though, somehow, he was actually enjoying it and it seemed as though his senpai knew he would.

"Fuji,"

Suddenly, Ryoma felt Fuji bite his neck.

"It's Syuusuke.Ryoma-kun."