Author: DarthClaire

Title: Sleepy Head.

Pairing: implied Momo/Ryo

Rating: Depends how dirty your mind is.

Summary: Eiji overhears something he shouldn't have.

Warnings: Innuendo, unbetaed, overused cliché "plotline"

Disclaimer: I do not own PoT.

A/N: Written in an hour one Thursday when the.world seemed overrun with unhappiness to cheer people up!

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Eiji sighed and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. Moments ago, Inui had unveiled his latest concotion and after Fuji had passes out from the first sip the rest of the team had scattered. Eiji took a swig from his water bottle and promptly spit it back out when he heard two of his kouhai talking nearby.

"It felt really nice when you were touching my head last night." Momo teased his friend.

"It's not my fault you were rubbing it against me," Ryoma grumbled. "I thought it was-"

Eiji peaked around the corner. Momo had the freshman in a headlock and a stupid grin on his face.

Momo laughed. "Oh you liked it!"

"I was half asleep! You were taking advantage of me," the freshman protested.

Eiji gasped in horror. How dare Momo treat his Ochibi that way!

"But you kept petting it and telling me how soft it was," Momo cooed, hugging Ryoma tightly.

"I told you I thought it was Karupin!" Ryoma yelled

Eiji blinked. Karupin?

"Well it's not my fault my hair feels like your cat's fur. You still enjoyed it and you gave me a pretty good scalp massage."

"Whatever, let's go practice." Ryoma wiggled out of his senpai's grip

Eiji sighed in relief as the two walked off. He should have known better than to think Momo would molest Ochibi in his sleep. No one in the club was cruel.

Eiji froze as a glass filled with a noxious green liquid appeared in front of his face. He looked up to see the malevolent glint of Inui's glasses. Eiji gulped. Ok, maybe some people in the club were that mean.

Ooo The End ooO