Pairings: Dirty Pair

A/N: It can still be considered friendship though. This fic isn't supposed to be awesomely good. It's going to be told as is. If you don't like it....too bad I guess. You can still tell me though, I might do something about it. Otherwise...what you read is what you'll get! :) Nevertheless, if you like it, good for you!

Warnings: Nothing new really. You're in the Prince of Tennis section, what do you expect from this fandom?

"Can't you just leave me the hell alone?" yelled the red head.

Oshitari Yuushi sighed at his best friend - wait no, since Gakuto just denounced their friendship, he guessed he couldn't call him that...at the moment. He lowered his glasses and rubbed his eyes, tired at Gakuto's behavior today. "Gakuto, I can't leave you alone because obvious something wrong and is affecting your tennis." Yuushi stated calmly.

And for some reason, Gakuto blew up...even more so than he already was.

"I can't believe it Yuushi! All it is is about tennis! And school and that stupid girl in our class, whatever the hell her name is! You never give a shit about what I want!" And he stormed off.

Yuushi was, for once, thoroughly puzzled. And a little angry. He didn't "give a shit" as Gakuto put it, about what he thought? Yuushi wanted to laugh. How is it possible Gakuto would think that? Yuushi cared about this thoughts- asked what he wanted, where to each lunch, when they should hang out, if he wanted the last slice of pizza...Oh, he definitely gave a shit.

He sighed.

And sighed once again for good measure. He'd deal with it tomorrow.

He bent down to pick up his tennis gear, his backpack and Gakuto's backpack which he had thrown at Yuushi when their argument was at its climax. (which wasn't even really a argument, just Gakuto screaming at him and getting mad for reasons Yuushi could not figure out.) As he lifted all the bags, a piece of paper floated to the ground. Yuushi noticed and stared.

A ripped half of a picture.

In the picture: him.

In the missing half, Yuushi guessed: Muhaki Gakuto.

Gakuto fumed.

And fumed.

And fumed some more

Then threw his racket at the window, which was open.

God, he hated Yuushi.

He wish Yuushi would just disappear. Get drowned. Or hit by a car. Have the sky fall on him. Jump off a cliff... anything! He never wanted to see his face. How could Yuushi be so insensitive?! Sure, Gakuto knew he wasn't the best best friend, nor was he very patient or very smart. Nor was he really pretty or rational, nor was he even fit to be Yuushi's best friend in the first place!

God, he hated Yuushi even more.

Damn you Yuushi for being so goddamn perfect.

He crossed his arms and fell asleep on his bed.

Next morning, Yuushi didn't come to school.

But Gakuto didn't know that. What he did know was that he had no clue where his backpack was.

"Jirou, Jirou, Jirou!!! Wake up, wake up!!! HURRY UP!!!!"

The light-haired sleepy narcoleptic peered through one eye and yawned. "What do you want Gakuto...?" his body was sprawled on the desk, covering all papers or lack there of on his temporary bed.

"Do you have your homework?! I lost my stuff- binders, papers, homework (that he didn't even think about doing when he got home yesterday), everything! Help me..."

"Ehh.... what makes you think I did it....?" he mumbled, as his eyes fluttered a little and shut.

Gakuto stopped pulling and scratching at Jirou. Right. Why did he think Jirou actually did his homework? Sure, Jirou was a genius and only needed to glance at the textbook before the test to score high. But he never did his homework. He was always sleeping! Gakuto mentally hit himself.

Ah! Of course! There was always Yuushi!

"Yuushi, where's your-" he said, before he realized he was still mad at Yuushi. And this was also before he turned around and could have realized Yuushi was not present.

"Ah, Shishido!" Gakuto fled to the said person's seat just as he teacher slid the door open.

"Hey children! Hope you did your homework 'cause there's a pop quiz today! Clear your desks and close your backpacks!"

Everyone groaned.

"OK, take roll before we take the quiz... which seats are empty... Oshitari Yuushi?"

Silence.

"Not here? Well, he'll lose points!" And he passed out the quiz paper.

Gakuto glanced at Yuushi's empty seat and briefly wondered where he was, then promptly erased his mind of his ex best friend.