Work Is Second After You Chapter 2, a prince of tennis fanfic

Title: Work Is Second After You

Disclaimers: I dont own the Pot bishies. Everything you see here is nothing buy my imagination.

Summary: For Tezuka, Work has always been his priority. An AU about a business man who values nothing but work. Will he ever meet the person he's destined for? Read and Find out!

Warnings: Rated M for explicit content.

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Geminirose: Haha, poor Fuji. Actually, he's like that because of partly my fault for making him like that. Though lets face it, a story without a bad guy sucks. XD hehe

ayame shuurei: Thanks! Yup, still a sadist, thats what he's known for. XD Thanks for waiting for this chapter, hope to see your review in the next ones. =D

Chapter 2

"Oi, Echizen! Hurry up or we'll be late for class!" A loud shouting was heard as the door to the school rooftop flew open. When Momoshiro Takeshi expected an answer, all that was given to him was a light snore. The second year high school student began to shake controllably. 'This brat is testing my patience again…'

Stomping his feet on purpose, he approached the lazy figure on the floor and looked closely at it. Taking off the book that was covering the freshman high school's face, he took a deep breath before… "WAKE UP YOU LAZY BRAT!"

At that instant, gold feline eyes snapped open at Momoshiro Takeshi. "Geez, Echizen. If this is what you call reading, then I think the right term is sleeping. Don't you think so?"

Echizen Ryoma blurrily blinked as he sat up, rubbing his still sleepy eyes. Looking at the person who just woke him from his beauty slumber, the lime haired teen had to blink a few more times to realize what was happening.

It took the petite boy another minute to finally talk, "Momo-senpai… Why the hell did you wake me up?" He pointed a death glare at his supposed bestfriend who – to his much horror – was now walking away and ignoring him.

"Nani? If you want to be late that much, then next time don't blame me if you're late because I didn't wake you up" Momoshiro smirked at him, opening the door to the stairs and waving an 'adieu' at him.

"Che. Baka Momo-senpai!" Ryoma scoffed before stretching and standing up. "And I even had a pleasant dream." Ryoma gazed at the white clouds that hovered him. He promptly raised his left hand and used it to block the sunlight that had peeked from the white fluff of clouds. 'What the hell…Why are you haunting me…?'

Making his way downstairs, he gripped the steel handrails hard that the blood in his hands stopped flowing. He needed to get away from that memory permanently.

Ryoma Echizen didn't want to remember his past.

The school bell had just rung, signaling that classes were over. The students happily chattered away to where they were going, yet as for him, he was supposed to stay at detention for being stupidly late. Ryoma suppressed a yawn yet failed miserably at doing it, giving the clock wall one sleepy glare, Ryoma felt like cursing for how the time seemed to pause for him.

He looked at his watch and sighed before opening his notebook and started scribbling some things down. Deciding that there was no better way to do…the raven-haired teen just laid his head a top the his desk and closed his eyes. A minute later, his hard work granted him the sleep he was looking for.

"Echizen-kun!"

"Echizen-kun! Detention's over! Unless you want to sleep here, then get out! You're making trouble for me again"

Ryoma yawned unguardedly as he stood up and grabbed his bag before leaving detention room. The sun was already at set when he had come out of the school and his eyes widened when realization struck him that he was indeed…late.

Running towards the bus stop, he was pretty lucky to make it a second before the door closed.

It was already seven-thirty when he had reached a bar named "Passionita". He entrancingly padded inside the bar, he had his buttons undone except one on the low part and his black top jacket was no more but something he was carrying to add to his look.

"Yow! Echizen-kun. Your costumer is here. He's at table 8."

Ryoma smirked. "Well, isn't he early today?"

"You think! That guy has been here since afternoon! Asking: Where's my Ryo-baby? Where's my Ryo-baby?" The blond bartender snorted, whipping up a martini to a customer in the stall.

"Of course. Nobody can resist me. Tell the guy I'll be there in a few minutes. Just need to take a shower" Ryoma padded directly to another room.

Minutes later a boy with long green hair came out from the same room. He was dressed elegantly and made his way to the bar tender. All eyes were fixed only on him as he looked around where his costumer was.

"Oh Shit! That's him! Ryoka-kun! Rumor has it that he's the best hole here in the club. He costs a lot if you want just one night with him."

"No way! Really? I'd sure do anything for an experience like that" a guy with long black hair replied

The whole club had gone silent and hungry eyes stayed glued only to his figure as he padded seductively towards a sofa with one person in it.

"Sorry I took so long. I needed a good shower for you." Ryoma eyed a man in his twenties alluringly as he let the bearded man take a good look at his exposed cleavage.

The man took a good inhale of his cigar before looking back at his face "sit"

Ryoma agreed without any hesitation nor defiance. Sitting next to his costumer was a not unusual for him in this business. Seconds later a hand was already around him and his costumer was already licking his neck.

Being professional, Ryoma did not mind the antics of his employer and uncaringly took his iced tea and quietly sipped it. 'Better get on with this' he inwardly sighed before looking at the person fondling him. "Master Takada, how was your day?"

"Slow…too slow." The man dressed in black suit whispered in his ear whilst groping Ryoma's thighs in a possessive way. "Did you have to make me wait that long? I'm already tired from waiting since afternoon. I've also paid a huge sum just to be with you. Can't you satiate me now?" Grabbing Ryoma's wrist he made contact with his palm and his erect covered pants.

Ryoma chuckled in that tone where he knew his employer can't resist and looked into his "master" with alluring eyes as he bat his eyelashes. "You are indeed hard, my master. What say you if we go to the hotel now?"

The business man put his wine glass down before letting out a trapping smile. Throwing his unfinished cigar on the ash tray, he pulled out a roll of cash before encircling an arm around Ryoma. "Let's go, baby." Takada said as he opened the door to his sports car and letting his toy in.

Left inside the bar were chatting people who had no thoughts but jealousy and how the two were currently doing.

"Man. Do you mean to tell me I have to be some rich senator just to be with Ryoka-sama?"

"Duh. Did you see the amount of that cash?"

"I bet its millions"

"or more…"

Takada Kousuke is not a person of patience. This fact does not only apply to his personal life but also to his "not-your-average" job. He hates it when he is made to wait for what he wants. As a child from a rich family, he gets everything he wants. And someone as beautiful as Ryoka marks permanently at his top five "everything I want" list.

Making their way to one of the most expensive yet grand hotels in the whole of Tokyo, Takada had just stopped just in front of the main entrance to the lobby before quickly going to the other side of the car to open the door of his lover. Sadly, when he was just about to cross the front bumper, the door to the passenger seat had already opened.

'Oh. I see you can't wait either…' Takada, couldn't help but show a grin as he offered his hand to Ryoka. After tossing the car key to the valet, he quickly made his way to the counter. "I've made a reservation. It's Takada Kousuke, please check." The lady in the counter nodded at them before pressing a few buttons at the computer and retrieving a key card. "Here, you go sir. Enjoy your stay."

Without sparing a s single second, Takada practically drags Ryoka to the elevator, hands secured around the teens waist.

Tezuka was exhausted. He wasn't entirely sure how everything happened but one minute he was in the atobe office building, the next thing he's somewhere in the Atobe mansion taking a tour of Atobe's luxury rooms. He was quite lucky enough to be able to escape somewhere after dinner. Tezuka thanked all gods that Oishi was there to explain to atobe about him needing some rest, even if Atobe insisted that he was not human therefore he did not need one.

The Director of the Tezuka corporation gave an audible exhale as he entered the elevator that would lead him to his room on the top most floor of the hotel-suite. It seemed as if everything was just wrong for Tezuka as the elevator door suddenly stopped and opened up. Tezuka thinks that maybe there's just someone who wants to use the elevator. After holding it for a few seconds, Tezuka frowns when he realizes that no one is going to enter.

Then Tezuka hears a ruckus too loud for him to ignore. The brunette was about to go over the said trouble when he stopped and takes a good look at the situation he's in front of.

It takes a few seconds for Tezuka to remember the person in front of him…"Oh…" He says with an almost inaudible voice.

"Quit it, you idiot!" Ryoma exclaims as he continues to remove his arm from the grasp of the master-gambler. One thing that Ryoma hates the most is when his clients goes back on their words.

"What are you taking about, baby? I thought we were already an item, together?" Takada purrs as he inserts a palm down Ryoma's pants.

Ryoma winces to the dirty feeling of someone closing in on his territory. He struggles to push the man away, yet he continues to fail as Takada was more muscular than he was and definitely more taller. "Stop it will you! I told you that the price is higher now, so if you're not willing to pay than leave me the hell alone!" Ryoma says in a restricting voice.

It was when Takada had finally managed to rip of the college student's shirt that a man wearing frameless specs finally came to the rescue.

When Tezuka places a hand on Takada's shoulder, he gets a glare from Takada as a reply. "What do you want, fucker?"

Tezuka gulps, on second thought, maybe he should've just let them take care of their business. But of course, Tezuka's conscience was not able to let this pass. He puts on his best business face before answering, "I'm sorry but could you let him go, he seems to dislike you." Tezuka thinks that its too late to go back now and reasons to himself that this was the right thing to do.

Takada starts staring daggers at Tezuka that made the bespectacled man readjust his posture. "I'm sorry my boyfriend here and I are just having a little Lover's quarrel. A handsome guy like you should know how it feels, right?" Takada looks as if saying 'back of', as he brings an arm around Ryoma.

In return, Ryoma grits his teeth and tackles to get far from Takada's arm. "What boyfriend are you talking about? I don't know you, so get the hell away from me!" He argues as he pushed Takada a couple of inches from him.

Then, Takada finally bursts. "You mother fucking bitch! I paid a hell lot for your service tonight, don't you dare back out now!" Takada yells, forgetting the fact that Tezuka was still there and grabbing Ryoma's arm in a way that it would mark the second that he still doesn't let go.

"Enough!" Tezuka barks using a tone that held authority in it. "Sir, My name is Tezuka Kunimitsu, the owner of this place. And unless you let go of this young man this instant, I would call the guards from downstairs to escort you outside." Tezuka threats, with full knowledge that maybe he has gone a little too far.

The two engaged in battle of glares before Takada gives up and lets go of Ryoma's arm. "Fine, I'll go, but remember this day Ryoka." Takada looks at Ryoma one last time before disappearing through the corner.

It was when Tezuka was sure that Takada was gone for sure before sighing in relief. It was good thing he was able to stop the man from going berserk in his hotel, though he was quite scared himself. It had always been his moral etiquette to not go into other people's business. Tezuka makes sure he stays home late tomorrow for work as punishment for his careless behavior.

"Thanks." Ryoma says after a few minutes of silence between them, which halted the brunette from thinking of what kind of other punishment he was going to do.

"Aa. It was nothing." Tezuka looks at Ryoma before remembering the boy "Weren't you…?"

"Yeah. The guy you almost hit with your car." Ryoma smirks, remembering fully well the look of the man in front of him.

"My apologies, I was a little stressed from work that time." Tezuka bows his head in guilt.

Ryoma shrugs as he places his hands inside his pockets, "No problem"

Now Tezuka feels the awkward silence, and he hasn't really thought of it fully before letting the words flow though his mouth, "Would you like to stay at my place?"

Ryoma eyes him with curious golden orbs "Hmm?" He hums

"As compensation for last time." Tezuka reasons not only to Ryoma but to his inner-self who is currently wondering what the hell was going on with him.

"Okay. But I'm warning you, I don't have money to pay you back"

"Its fine, my treat." Tezuka gazes at Ryoma before giving one of his rare smiles which he wasn't sure he was still capable of during these days – not with Fuji around.

Tezuka had never thought that an elevator ride could be that slow, he almost lets out an exhale when the elevator door finally opens and reveals a single door ahead.

"Hm, you really do own this place" Ryoma gawks at Tezuka who was currently inserting the card key.

Tezuka eyes the teen briefly before answering, "Aa. Did you think I was lying?" He asks with a slight hint of smile bordering his features.

Ryoma only smirks

"Is there anything you want to drink?" Tezuka asks opening the refrigerator and scanning through the insides of it.

"Ponta"

When Tezuka places the drink in front of the teen, Ryoma glares at the brunette when he sees an orange juice can served in front of him. "I said Ponta."

"I'll ask room service to restock"

"Che" Ryoma wrinkles his nose but still opens the can. "So…Your name?"

Tezuka looks up from the sandwich he was currently making and stares at Ryoma, "Tezuka Kunimitsu. You?"

"Ryoka…just Ryoka" Ryoma smirks, playing with the opened can and swirling the contents.

Tezuka nods as he placed the sandwich he made in front of Ryoma and sits down on the vacant chair opposite the teen. "May I ask…what brings you to Olympic Palace with someone who looks like a polygamist…?"

Ryoma stays quiet for some time before setting his can of orange juice atop the table. He looks directly at Tezuka's eyes before shrugging. "He's an ex."

Tezuka figured this man wasn't very gregarious even with the person who just saved him…but then, they were mere strangers who just happened to pass each other so it was just right that his guest wasn't very effusive.

"Ne."

Tezuka lost his train of thought when he was suddenly faced with an auriferous golden orb just a few inches from his chocolate ones. He wasn't exactly sure how long had Ryoka been standing so close to him. He remembered they were sitting face to face but now Ryoka is actually sitting next to him. "Yes…?" The brunette gulped, looking illegible at the person next to him.

"I haven't thanked you yet."

The spectacle-wearing president could only muster a brow rising as an answer

"You saved me." At that moment, Ryoma realized that there wasn't much in his possession that he could give up to his savior as reward since he, himself is having a hard time coping up with life. He was not the type of person who wouldn't pay a debt and he didn't want it to last long either. Therefore he had to repay him with the only thing he had.

Tezuka was rambunctiously pulled from the chair and was suddenly led around his own house. He watched in amusement as Ryoka pulled him to every room in his house with a frown growing deeper after every room.

The raven-haired teen grew waspish with every room. He wasn't going make himself an utter fool for nothing. He looked at the only person in the house which happens to be the owner. "Where the hell is the bedroom!" He looked at Tezuka with sharp gold eyes.

Ryoma was led in a hallway with only a bookshelf at the end of it. He watched as Tezuka pulled a single purple-branded book before the whole shelf had suddenly spun and revealed a dark room. He was led silently by the statuesque man inside the seemingly lightless room. When the hidden door closed, Ryoma couldn't see anything it was all pitch black when the lights automatically turned on. Ryoma smirked "Nice..." The raven-haired teen examined the surroundings with eager eyes. What caught his interest was none other than the King sized bed. And with that, he remembered his mission of gratitude.

With a swift motion, he grabbed the president's arm and pulled him on top of the bed. He began removing his clothes starting with his buttoned shirt with a malevolent grace he knew no man could resist. He did not expect the reaction his partner gave out even after seeing him take of his clothes. 'I cant believe it. This man is too frigid he didn't even react when I took of my clothes in front of him!' Ryoma smirked discreetly, 'No matter. I'll show you who exactly is the person you're with!' Ryoma's eyes glowered with determination.

Ryoma was in the middle of removing Tezuka's suit when the brunette president sat up and held Ryoma's wrist with leonine strength that Ryoma could'nt move an inch.

"What are you doing?"

Ryoma could see Tezuka was actually in restraint. He smirked in that way he knew would make any man loose control, "What else, I'm trying to have sex with you" Ryoma lauded his performance to actually make a seemingly stoic man hard. He figured he might as well enjoy it.

With that, Ryoma freed Tezuka's erection and started stroking it. He could see it – Tezuka was actually enjoying it. Just as he thought, he was irresistible to any man.

Ryoma knows Tezuka would be bursting a little while later, but he needed to prepare himself as well. As he replaced his palm with his mouth, he smirked in satisfaction when he heard a pleasurable groan from the man he was servicing.'Oh wait, it wasn't actually servicing, he was repaying him for his deed.' Ryoma thought

"Nngh…!" Ryoma moaned as he push and pulled his three fingers to and from his ass. 'I'm ready' he thought as he removed his fingers from his ass and maneuvered Tezuka's long thick cock onto his ass.

"-Ah!" Ryoam moaned when the head of Tezuka's cock was finally inside. 'Damn! It's big…and I haven't even got the half of it in yet!'

Just when Ryoma decided to have more of that incredibly awesome shaft, he was suddenly turned and found himself lying on the bed with a very determined Tezuka in front of him. "I will take the lead"

That was all Ryoma heard before being shot by a pain in his ass by a deep thrust. "AHH!"

Ryoma screamed in ecstasy as Tezuka hit his prostrate with one swift thrust.

"Ah! Wait~!" Ryoma knew all of it felt good. Tezuka's hot long cock, every thrust he makes but what most attracted him was Tezuka's expression. How the hell can a person look so straight when he's having sex! Hell, the only sign Tezuka gave the boy was a drop of sweat that tickled down the brunette's impossibly handsome features.

"Ahh…Ahh…Ahh…!" Ryoma screamed continuously as the older man likewise, continued stabbing his ass with that oh so hot penis, hitting his prostrate at every thrust. Ryoma felt heaven for every thrust in his ass, it was all to good…He wanted more, he wanted Tezuka to go faster, he wanted it harder, to feel that skillful shaft slide in and out of his asshole.

Tezuka was about to come, Ryoma knew that much from looking at Tezuka's face. He himself was close too and gathering his strenght he placed his arms around the older man's neck and lifted his body for a tongue-battled kiss.

Their mouths parted to inhale yet their tounges stayed connected, each other's saliva coating one another as it danced together. 'I cant hold out...' Ryoma thought as he felt precum from his cock.

"AHH!" Ryoma screamed when he came as he felt Tezuka's cum spurt inside him. He fell down the bed as his remaining strenght escaped from him. Tezuka soon followed falling atop him, his cock still inside Ryoma and still giving out hot seeds from inside him.

Ryoma wanted to just lie down and sleep, he was too tired form the impact. He never had such increadible sex, never once from all of his customers did he came this much and felt pleasure that his whole body just wanted to die of pleasure right then and there. That was when Ryoma realized, Tezuka was still hard.

'No way…' Ryoma's eyes widened as Tezuka pulled him from the bed and held him in a position where they embraced one another as Tezuka's cock started moving again, cum coated penis thrusting harder and faster inside him. Ryoma felt Tezuka's hands grip his hips before thrusting upwards and ramming his penis to his prostrate. Ryoma did nothing but moan, and Tezuka took advantage of that sweet mouth he'd been wanting to taste from the start.

"You-Youre…good!" Ryoma moaned the last word as he felt Tezuka's cock hitting his prostrate with harder thrust than before. He could feel Tezuka's lips sucking and licking at every corner of his neck and collarbone that he couldve sworn he thought Tezuka was gonna eat him whole. That thought just turned him on, and now he was hard again.

They shifted, changing position as layed Ryoma on the bed and Tezuka holding his knees so he could get a better angle. In a few moments, Ryoma was ready to cum again, Tezuka thrusted so deep Ryoma thought he was gonna die of pleasure as the brunnette's penis hit his prostrate one last time before spurting his cum again, so much that Ryoma knew it was flowing out and running down his asshole.

That was the last Ryoma remembered before he finally lost consciousness.

When Tezuka woke up Ryoma was gone and all that was left was a piece of note.

Thanks a lot, Tezuka-san!.

Tezuka grabbed his robe before walking down towards the window and opening the blinds. His eyes squinted the slightest at the sudden burst of sunlight.

He took a deep breath, "Ryoka..."

AN: Hey everybody, I'm back! All I can say is review is soo intense. Even if its summer vacation, I had to spend half of it studying for my college entrance exams, and finally the other half writing this. This one has lots and lots of pillar hints in it, so if you're still not contented...=D So everyone, I hope you enjoyed this one, feel free to tell me any criticisms and stuffs.

Hope you leave a review. They inspire me to write more. XD