The usual applies here... I rewrote this just because i didn't like how the first one was written...not saying this is any better...but..lol...

Make Me Imperfect

Chapter 1:

Atobe was perfect: perfect in every ways that counted. From his perfectly shaded hair to his perfectly matching shoe, Atobe personified perfect. Few people came close to his perfection. Tezuka was one and Yukimura was the other. They were both close to perfect, but not perfect.

After years of self-admiration, Atobe become bored. Bored that no one could challenge his perfection. He had put his hopes in Tezuka at one point, but had been severely disappointed when he found out that only in tennis was Tezuka close to perfect. In other subjects of life, Tezuka made mistakes and sometimes failed.

Yukimura had been the only other person that Atobe had taken an interest in, but the captain of Rikkai had failed to meet Atobe's expectation. It wasn't until his last year at Hyotei that Atobe found another: Ryoma Echizen.

At first glance, the freshmen regular from Seigaku wasn't much to look at. The first thought that had entered Atobe's mind had been that the young prodigy was short. Standing at a height of 151cm, the boy was desperately in need of more calcium to reach Atobe's perfect height, 180cm.

The game against Saeki had been interesting to watch, but it had been nowhere near the level that Atobe played at. His interest in the boy faded as quickly before even taking full bloom.

It wasn't until that faithful day that Atobe became bewitched: the day Atobe played against him.

Tezuka wasn't the type to ask for favors, therefore it surprised Atobe that Tezuka called from Germany to ask him for one.

Only out of curiosity did Atobe accept it. He wanted to know what Tezuka saw in Echizen that he did not see.

He got his wish.

While the play itself had been interesting, especially the last smash made by the boy, it was the smile after the game that had captivated him. The small lifting of the corners of his lips spoke volumes to the Hyoutei captain.

It talked about the joy, the accomplishment, the disappointment, the anger, the win, the pride, the judgment, and the hope. After all the emotions had crossed his lips, only one thing had been left: Ambition.

No one showed ambition like Ryoma Echizen. In that brief smirk, Echizen had shown his undying ambition to become better...no...to become the best.

Atobe fell in love that moment. During those few seconds which the short prodigy had flashed his smile, Atobe had been captured.

Atobe had never felt so imperfect in his life. But, standing on that court across from the future pillar of Seigaku, Atobe had felt utterly at lost.

When the boy began walking off court, Atobe wanted to run and grab him, but he was at lost as to what he would do next. Gathering his pride, all Atobe had done was smile and concede defeat.

Atobe did not get the chance to see him until the semi-finals when Seigaku played against Rikkai. The game was a memorable one, or maybe it was memorable because Ryome Echizen had been part of it.

The match between Echizen and Sanada had been heart stopping. Both players stretched further and further to catch up to each other while spectators watched in bated breath.

Atobe watched in anticipation as Ryoma fell behind and when all seemed at a loss, he demand Ryoma's attention.

"Are you going to let it end like this, Echizen-kun?"

Ryoma had looked up at that moment and stared into Atobe's eyes.

The surprise and breaking of whatever mental barrier there had been showed clearly in those golden eyes.

Atobe had smiled, knowing what the result would be.

Seigaku would be going to the nationals that year.

Atobe had stood quietly watching Ryoma let loose a sigh and had held his breath when Ryoma let loose the smile that would captive him once more.

Atobe smiled with him. The smile was the same: powerful. He did not miss the slight widening of Sanada's eyes when he caught sight of that smile. He had understood what the fuku-boucho was feeling.

It wasn't due to his lack of effort that Atobe wasn't able to see the Seigaku brat until the camp for the International Junior League started. Mid-terms, parades, tennis practices, and family matters had kept him from getting to know the enigmatic boy better.

Standing admist the crowd of other Seigaku players, Echizen was barely visible. The disgruntle expression of the child's face lightened Atobe's heart and need to have him grew. At that moment, Atobe decided to use they next few weeks they had together to snag the prodigy's attention.

The introductions by the coaches were made and now they were all gathered around the announcement board to find out who they would be roomed with. At the very front of the crowd was a head of dark green looking up to find his name. Atobe began making his way towards him, but then stopped when Sanada reached the young boy first.

They were just exchanging greetings, but Atobe's sharp eyes did not miss the way Sanada softened his tone to call out Echizen's name, nor did he miss the way Echizen smiled at the other boy.

Atobe did not like that smile. It hinted at late night sex, secret kisses, and above all, it hinted at attachment. Atobe's heart stopped beating for a second then.

While he had been busy with school and tennis, Sanada had moved in and taken what was his. Sanada, the boy who should have stuck to what he had, Yukimura, had stolen what had been marked by The Ora-sama.

That night Atobe stayed up late while Kabaji had slept to plan out a way to get the boy. They boy who wasn't everything Atobe was. They boy who should have never had had grabbed Atobe's attention. The boy who should have meant nothing to him. They boy who owned Atobe's heart. He was such an imperfect creature and not good enough for the perfect Atobe, but still Atobe wanted him.

In the darkness of the night Atobe flashed a wicket smile. He had a plan.

The practice next day had been gruesome. With barely any break, the boys had been tired out by dinner time. Sitting in cafeteria along with his team mates, Atobe glanced around to find Echizen slowly making his way towards the Seigaku team. Sanada was still in line for his dinner. Atobe smiled.

"Oi, Echizen! Hurry up!" Momoshiro screamed across the cafeteria.

Ryoma lookedat his senpai and sighed. They never grow up....

Atobe smiled and began walking towards the brat.

"Echizen." Atobe came to a stop in front of the young prodigy.

Ryoma looked up and frowned, probably admiring his perfection.

"Ora-sama wished to speak with you."

The boy raised an eye brow to indicate his acceptance.

Atobe reached out to touch they disheveled sea green hair. The noised around hushed as they became the center of everyone's attention. Atobe understood what kind of effect he was having on everyone. From the corner of his eyes, Atobe caught sight of Sanada determinedly making his way towards them.

Taking advantage of the silent attention, Atobe leaned down.

"Ne Ryoma, date me."

Atobe closed the distance between them and captured the young boy's cherry lips.

And all hell broke loose.

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I need ideas and bunch of other stuff...but that's beside the point.....

but i'm definitly not sure If i'm going to to be atoryo or sanryo....oh the choices!!!!