Cerulean : Hey everyone! I'm Cerulean, and this is my co-author, Azure!

Azure : Hello. Cerulean, I'm capable of introducing myself, mind you.

Cerulean : Disclaimer! We own nothing! If we did own PoT, I'm pretty sure Ryoma would be a girl.

Azure : Don't ignore me! *sigh* Folks, credit for the characters belong to Starian NightZz.

Cerulean : Aaaaanyway, on with the fic!

Shiki was sitting up on his bed, glaring at his rations with what could only be called blatant hatred. Rika sighed as she tried to feed the stubborn blonde. Seriously, for an amazing tennis player like him, he still acted like a child by despising potatoes of all things! With his stubbornness, the raven haired girl would probably be better-off trying to feed a wall. Okay, maybe that was exaggeration. Rika took a glance at Shiki, and directed her eyes towards the spoonful clump of potato. Her mind hatched up an idea. 'Well, looks like I'm going to have to resort to that,' she thought.

The silver haired boy was currently looking away from his companion, suddenly finding the sky outside his window interesting. The skies were clear, and the weather was perfect for playing tennis outside, and yet he was stuck in his room with Echizen Rika, bed-ridden with a sprained ankle and wrist when he could be training! He was pulled out of his thoughts when a finger tapped his shoulder. Shiki turned around, only for his eyes to widen when a pair of soft lips clamped down on his own.

He gasped in surprise, unintentionally parting his lips and giving Rika an entrance. The girl wasted no time in plunging her tongue in his mouth. Shiki's eyes slid shut us their tongues danced together, paying no heed when he felt like he swallowed something as he allowed himself to melt into the kiss. A few moments later, Rika finally pulled away, much to his disappointment, a smirk on her face as she observed the bright red hue on Shiki's face. When his senses came back to him, he fumed in embarrassment, flushed red. "What the hell was that for?!" he questioned.

"If you're not going to eat it, I'm just going to have to make you eat it," said Rika. Shiki blinked, trying to comprehend the raven haired girl's words. It was only then he remembered that he actually swallowed something, and realization dawned on him. The silvery-blonde haired boy gaped.

'What a sly tactic, Rika…' he thought, and a smirk of his own crept onto his features. "Well, if you're going to do that everytime that I refuse, maybe I really won't willingly eat it," said Shiki as he gave the girl a seductive gaze. "Would you mind, Rika-chan?"

Rika scoffed. "I don't know about you, but you taste like vanilla."

"Speaking of taste…" he began, and his smirk widened when she sent him a questioning look. "I didn't quite catch yours," he cooed. The raven haired girl's eyes widened when his uninjured hand suddenly reached out and pushed the back of her head, locking lips with the silver haired boy once again. He nibbled on her bottom lip, begging for an entrance. Rika gave permission within seconds, yanking the collar of his shirt to pull him closer. Their tongues lapped in a dance, slow but passionate as he savored her taste. It lasted almost a minute, and they both pulled away panting. "Rika?" He mumbled between pants.

"Yes?" she asked, trying to push down the blood that was rushing up to her face.

"You taste like strawberries."

Azure : ...

Cerulean : I think Shiki and Rika OOC.

Azure : I'm more worried about Yukimura. He'll hunt us down for making a fic about Rika with another guy!

Cerulean : ...Azure?

Azure : Yes, I know. Let's run before-

*scenes are censored for the sake of young readers*

That day, screams of pure terror were heard.