Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis nor do I own a companies (Nintendo, Facebook, etc...), food chains, books, movies, songs, etc… mentioned in this fic. I am by no means profiting from writing this piece (besides my own, and hopefully your, personal enjoyment).

Warning: Shonen-ai (male/male), some language, homophobia, the slight possibility of violence, and some sexual themes.

Note I: Niou's messages are in bold italics while Marui's are just italics. Also the chats aren't supposed to have grammar.

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Niou was basically an open book about his life. But, like any good author, he liked to keep a few things to himself.

No one knew that he did math for fun (hard math at that), liked country music, had never kissed a girl, and wore pink, fuzzy, leopard PJs to bed. Well, his best friend Marui knew, but no one else did. People always thought Niou was a bit of a player, some even called him a pimp, so Marui agreed to just go along with it.

But when they were alone, like tonight in Niou's room, they would joke about those rumors. Of course, neither talked out loud, that would ruin the secret, so instead they both bought Nintendo DS's with their Christmas money.

Niou was on his bed, lying on his stomach, black DS in hand, waiting for a ping. Marui was at the foot of the bed, his head right by Niou's hands, poking at the screen of a silver DS. The soft sounds of some old, American country song was playing in the earphones they were sharing.

Inoue is cheating on

Marui sent it and had to start a new message. He couldn't seem to press the little keys on the keyboard, so he actually wrote things out in big, huge letters.

Miki

Niou raised an eyebrow and smiled. That was interesting. He picked up his pointer and quickly wrote:

Since when?

Ping.

IDK I saw them going at it on the roof

Send. Ping. Wait.

You know what that's like

Send. Another ping. More waiting.

Never mind

Niou rolled his eyes. Marui always teased him about never kissing a girl. The fact that the current song playing off his favorite playlist (not that he would ever admit it to anyone but Marui) was "Kiss a Girl" by Keith Urban. Perfect.

STFU

Niou smirked as he hit send, and then peeked over Marui's head, but the red head pulled his DS out of his sight. He hit something and then hit send. Niou's DS pinged a second later.

I wanna kiss a Niou

Niou turned to look at Marui and when he did, Marui's face was just inches away from him. "What are you –" Niou couldn't finish. Marui pressed his lips on Niou's, gently pressing against the trickster at first, but then he did a little harder. Marui pulled away a second later, readjusted himself, and began to type again.

I like this song too

Send. Ping. Wait.

:D

A/N: If you know the song "Kiss a Girl" you know one of the lyrics is "I wanna kiss a girl." Marui said "I wanna kiss a Niou." I don't own that song (but you already know that).

Also, like I said, I have no idea when I'll be updating this story… Whenever I write for it I guess (which is whenever I want to). I could update a few times a week or maybe once a month.

Comments? See any mistakes (I wrote this fairly quickly)? Concerns?