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"Will you stop it?!" Ryoma exclaimed with annoyance, turning towards his lover who was standing right behind him. He slapped Fuji's hand and glared, but that hardly faze Fuji at all.
The sadist only smiled. "But Ryoma, you're ignoring me~" He said and stepped closer toward the younger lad so that their bodies were only centimeters away from touching each other.
Fuji leaned in and blew across Ryoma's neck, and as a result, Ryoma shivered and jumped back instinctively. He knew that it would be unwise to stay near his boyfriend, afraid that he might do something inappropriate aka molesting Ryoma in public. And in fact, Ryoma will hardly be surprised if Fuji attempted to do so; his lover just loves to touch him. In public, in front of their teammates, in front of his parents... and the list goes on and on. Ryoma wouldn't doubt the fact that Fuji will definitely molest him if he was on TV, where everyone on the globe can see it. Fuji just has no shame at all, which was something Ryoma somewhat admires and afraid of at the same time.
Ryoma sighed, "What do you want?" He grumbled and at the corner of his eyes, he noticed Momo and Kaidoh who was still waiting for the two in order to continue their current doubles game. Ryoma was actually forced to play doubles simply because Tezuka said so. After the incident where he played a doubles game with Momo - and despite the fact that they won with their terrible performance - Ryoma swore to himself that he would never attempt to play doubles.
And look what happened.
"You're ignoring me," Fuji repeated again and his smile widened as the emerald-haired boy groaned in frustration.
"Of course I would. You're bothering me when you're supposed to play tennis!" Using his racket, he pointed toward the other end of the court, the one farthest away from the net, silently telling his lover to get into position.
"But I don't want to play tennis; I want to talk to you," Fuji shrugged, uncaring; tennis wasn't his first priority anyways.
Ryoma decided to ignore his lover; if Fuji decided to do something, it'll be very difficult to get him to change his mind, and frankly, why should Ryoma bother? Turning toward his upperclassmen, Ryoma said, "Let's play."
Momo pointed a finger, "Are you sure?" Ryoma followed where Momo was pointing and that was when he saw Fuji sitting on the ground, using the racket to fan himself. He even has the nerve to comment that today was a hot day.
"What are you doing?!" Ryoma stomped toward Fuji and tried to pull him up, but Fuji was unwilling to get up.
"You ignore me, so I won't play," Fuji answered childishly and once Ryoma let go in disbelief, Fuji lay on the ground sideways, getting on Ryoma's nerves even more.
Ryoma sighed once again and take a deep breath to calm himself, "Momo-senpai, Kaidoh-senpai, I'll play you two. Pretend this idiot wasn't on the court," Ryoma jerked a finger toward Fuji who was still casually laying on the ground.
When Ryoma was walking towards the net, Fuji blew him a kiss secretly.
-SR-
Ryoma take off his sweaty shirt and went to grab a towel to wipe the sweat off, but suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. He sighed and said without thinking, "Syusuke, let go."
Ryoma still wasn't released, but when he actually think about it, this pair of arms doesn't look and feel like Fuji's. "Wait... Seiichi?"
"You're so mean, Ryoma. How could you mistake me for Syusuke?" Yukimura teased and hugged Ryoma tighter.
"Wait, let go. I'm sweaty and stinky!" Ryoma complained and tried to pry Seiichi's fingers off.
"Don't care," Yukimura inhaled deeply, getting himself familiarized with Ryoma's scent.
"Aren't you supposed to be with your team at this time?" Ryoma asked as he sat down next to Yukimura. Then, after he wiped himself clean, he wore a new shirt.
"Sanada understands that I want to meet my two lovers, so he let me leave early." Yukimura grabbed Ryoma's water bottle and handed to his lover.
Ryoma snorted, "As if you need Black Cap's permission; you do whatever you want."
"Well, that I can't disagree," Yukimura smiled.
Ryoma take the water bottle and proceeded to gulp down some water. Just as he was about to pour the water into his mouth, his vision suddenly became black as something warm covered his face.
This time for sure, Ryoma wouldn't make the same mistake. "That's enough, Syusuke... and Seiichi." Ryoma was certainly correct; after the hands were removed from his face, it was indeed both Fuji and Yukimura who used one hand to cover one of his eyes.
"Mou, how can you tell, Ryoma?" Fuji questioned and sat next to Ryoma.
"How long do you think we're in a relationship? Of course, I can figure this out easily." Ryoma stand up and went to gather his things. "Are you going to wait for me to shower or should we go home first?"
"Go home!" Fuji and Yukimura both answered at the same time in perfect synchronization. On Fridays, the lovers always went to either Fuji's, Ryoma's, or Yukimura's house. And they always rotate each week, and today, they are going to have a sleepover at Ryoma's place.
The reason why the sadists wanted to go home first was because they wanted to take a shower together with Ryoma; unfortunately, Seishun High School's club showers can only fit one person per stall, so the sadists wants to utilize a larger shower room, which to say, was in their respective houses.
And as for Yukimura who couldn't see his lovers every day (so he really envies Fuji who can be with Ryoma every day), he wants to use the weekend and any breaks they have to make up for their lost time. Therefore, he want to use all the time remaining to be intimate. If Ryoma showers alone, intimacy was out of the question.
"Then let's go."
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