Disclaimer: If I owned them, would I have enough time to write about them? I somehow doubt it.
A/N: Thanks to my lovely friend Stephanie for bringing this quote to my attention: "I find you attractive. Your aggressive moves towards me indicate that you feel the same way. But still ritual requires we continue in the number of pleutonic activities before we have sex. By proceeding with those activities, by point of actual fact, all I really want to do is have intercourse with you as soon as possible.....Are you going to slap me now?"-John Nash, A Beautiful Mind. That right there my dears let loose untold thousands of muses upon my poor, innocent, work-laden mind. So please enjoy, and let me know what you think.
Dedicated to: Missy and Nikki...just because
Prologue.
Even though the sun was setting, the cooler night air stirring up the leaves, the whole of Seigaku's regulars continued to practice. Despite the growing darkness and invading chill, the young men kept serving and returning, their workouts winding down with a simple hitting practice. Nothing too competetive. Unless you looked at court C. Ah, now there was a passive-aggressive competition if one was ever to be witnessed. The aggressors: Inui and Kaidou. The field: the court obviously. The weapons:silence mingled with seemingly innocent pot shots. Sadly enough, it was the silence that held the most power.
As the rest of the team finished up and began collecting the stray balls, they became aware of the continued battle between their teammates over on C. Everyone had noticed a changing dynamic in both players, but either no one ventured to say aloud their presumptions or, they simply could care less. Whether the wise men held the former or latter to practice was debateable; as long as the team didn't suffer for it, then whatever went on between the data collector and the mamushi was their business alone.
At long last the team's captain called it quits for the remaining players, and within minutes the fence was locked and the clubhouse nearly emptied. It had been a late practice afterall, and being midweek, everyone needed to complete their homework and chores. Sleep was necessary if one wanted to succeed in both school and club, and they had early practice tomorrow. With a competition next week it was to be expected. Sure, it was a preliminary match, but still, a match was a match. And if there was one thing Seigaku was known for, it was utter determination and steadfast dedication. Well, in some cases; in others, it was just too much damn skill and luck. But who was to complain if it won them the ranks desired and the respect warrented?
With a final snick, Inui locked up the clubhouse behind him, not really surprised to see Kaidou waiting for him. The younger boy leaned lazily against a tree, looking rather bored but stilll, waiting. Inui kept his smile to himself.
"Good practice Kaidou?"
"Yes it was senpai."
They leisurely exited the campus? grounds and parted ways, headed towards their respective homes.
A/N: More to come, I promise, please R&R.