A/N- Another update in the space of two days? Something must be wrong with me.

Disclaimer- I own nothing but the computer I used to type this on.

'The language of love needs no words..'

It had started off as a faint prickle, something easily ignored, but as the minutes passed it started to become more and more unbearable as the hairs on the back of his neck quailed beneath the intensity of those azure eyes.

Even the cap that he wore did nothing to shield him against the gaze that bore into the back of his head like twin lasers. If it were anybody else they would have snapped by now but no, he was a Sanada and the Sanadas didn't do things like that, especially in front of their captain. Even if his captain was technically the one causing the problem in the first place.

It was becoming increasingly hard to concentrate on the swing drills that the rest of the club were supposed to be doing what with Yukimura staring at him as though he was some kind of alien creature and Sanada found his jaw twitching as he fought to repress the urge to scream out loud and, preferably, slap someone.. uh.. something.

Had Niou done something to him? The trickster was notoriously known for his pranks and though he knew better than to mess with Sanada, his jaw still hurt from the last time and it took days for him to gain full use of his legs again, maybe with Yukimura around he thought he could get away with it?

Then again, it could be Marui. The red head had a habit of leaving his gum lying around everywhere and so the team were used to coming across half chewed lumps in the strangest of places, even within the pages of his books.

Sanada scowled, causing several of the club members to cringe back, at the thought of how many laps he was going to have issue should these be the case and nobody had bothered to tell him.

Finally, when Sanada started to feel he was going to explode from the tension, he decided that enough was enough.

"Is something wrong, Yukimura?" He asked, turning to face his captain who was still staring at him with such a look of concentration on his face Sanada was surprised he hadn't done himself an injury. Almost at once Yukimura's face brightened and he was smiling cheerfully.

"No, I was just experimenting." He replied brightly.

"..experimenting?"

"Yes. You see I was trying to see if there was any way I could get you to pay attention to me without me having to say anything."

If Sanada were anyone else he would have been gaping at him at this point. Maybe Niou's crazy ideas were rubbing off on the team more than he had anticipated.

"It looks like it worked. I'll have to remember that, it may come in handy one time. Thank you Sanada."

With that Yukimura patted Sanada jovially on the back and strolled off to placate an irate Kirihara who was attempting to decapitate a first year with his racket, leaving Sanada staring after him in bewilderment.

He knew he should have gone to Seigaku.

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