Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis. (No matter how much I wish I did).
"Ughhh…" the boy groaned shielding his eyes from the intruding light. He let out a soft sigh and rearranged himself on the regal bed, before attempting to resume his rudely interrupted rest (because, of course, light is a rude interruption). Just as he was about to slip into a peaceful slumber the door was slammed open by an outraged teenager.
"You're still asleep, brat?!" he shot at the younger boy (more loud than necessary).
"Mmmhh… Monkey King, go away", he replied drowsily to his current boyfriend.
"Get up! I can not continue with my work while knowing you are here; lying in my bed none-the-less."
"Now get up, Ore-sama demands you too!" he added flipping his hair ever-so-slightly (making it so obvious that anyone in the overly spacious room would have been forced to roll their eyes).
"Leave me alone you stupid monkey", Ryoma replied waving his arm, bidding Atobe away, for added affect.
"You brat! You get your lazy ass out of bed right now or I'll-"
"You'll do what Monkey King?" he asked cocking his head to the side teasingly.
"I'll do this" Keigo walked over to his bed leaned down, and planted a slightly forceful kiss on the brat prince's pouting lips. Ryoma's eyes widened in surprise, but soon became half-lidded as he responded to the kiss willingly. Keigo was the first to pull away not even slightly out of breath (for he was by far a beginner).
"Now get out of bed", he said standing up, taking the slightly irritated, catty boy with him.
"Keigo!" Ryoma yelled as he latched his arms tightly around the taller male's slim, muscular, and refined neck. Keigo ignored the boy's protests as he walked out of the glorious room most likely to find someplace where he could take care of Ryoma, and then get his work done.
"Ryoma, if this is what it takes to get you out of bed in the morning then I'm just delighted to assist you." He said with a smirk across his face.
"Shut up Monkey King", Ryoma snapped as he was finally let down from the boy's built arms, immeadiately pressing his wanting mouth up to the latter's for another passionate, persuasive kiss.
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Please Read and Review. :) This is my first fic as told in my profile. Flames are accepted, and please let me know if there are any grammatic errors (I tend to use too many commas). Sarah
