Sorry for the long wait, but I've been really busy with school and similar boring stuff.

Warnings: yaoi

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis

Enjoy:)

"You what?" Niou exclaimed shocked.

Marui hung his head in embarrassment.

They were sitting in Niou's room, enjoying some tea that his mother had made.

Niou sighed and lifted his hands in defeat.

"That's a crime you know…rape."

Marui winced and hung his head lower.

"It wasn't supposed to be like that. I…I just wanted him to stop looking at you."

Niou pulled the redhead into a embrace.

"I know you didn't mean it like that. But this will have consequences."

Marui nodded and buried his face in Niou's neck.

"I know how you feel about him," he whispered softly.

Niou stiffened.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You love him, don't you?"

Niou stroked Marui's hair a few timed before answering.

"I might have loved him once, but I love you now," he comforted.

Marui pushed himself from the embrace and looked Niou in the eyes.

"It was because he rejected you right, and I asked you out soon after. You never got over him did you?" he accused. "And he keeps looking at you..." Marui paused before continuing "We both know he loves you-"

"That's nonsense," Niou interrupted.

Marui winced when he saw Niou's angry face.

"Kirihara never loved me, because I asked him if he did once and he refused."

It wasn't easy to talk about for Niou, and Marui could see the slight painful glint in his lover's eyes.

"He made those incredible noises," Marui said bwithout thinking.

"Why do you say that?" Niou yelled. "I am not going to leave you for him," he pausedto think before continuing. "And I don't think you should talk about this to others."

"He confused me though," Marui continued. "When he came he moaned my name."

That caught Niou's attention.

"He did?"

"Yes, and he didn't snarl or yell at me afterwards, he…he cried."

Niou's eyes widened in shock.

"I'm horrible, aren't I?" Marui cried and hid his face in his hands.

"You should apologize," Niou said silently.

"I know, but I can't" Marui sniffed.

Niou smiled reassuringly.

"Want me to come with you?" he teased.

"Hell no," Marui yelled. "I don't need you holding my hand."

"Good," Niou smirked. "Apologize today."

"Yeah..."

Niou leaned down and captured Marui's lips with his own.

Marui sighed and leaned into the kiss, and couldn't help but wonder what a certain second year's lips would taste like.

----

Kirihara looked at his unfinished homework and groaned.

It was one in the morning, and his homeroom teacher had threatened to get him suspended from the tennis team if he didn't start doing his homework.

Oh, how he hated English. It made no sense at all.

Kirihara sighed and quickly finished his homework. He wasn't sure if it was correct, but at least he had done it.

He slumped in the bed and turned off the light.

"It's been two days..." he said to the dark room.

Two days since Marui had done that to him, and he dreamt about it every night.

Kirihara tried not to think about it, but every time he closed his eyes, he could see the redhead smiling over him, stroking him.

His hand slid down his pants and soon he was stroking himself.

Marui had been forceful, but gentle. And very good.

Kirihara started pumping his cock fast, pictures of Marui taking him hard running through his head.

He shivered as he came, whispering the third years name ever so gently.

----

It was Monday, and Kirihara was tired as Hell.

His homeroom teacher had congratulated him by turning in his first homework this month. Kirihara had merely nodded at him, before walking back to his desk and fell asleep immediately, earning him detention.

Sanada was going to kill him.

Kirihara looked out the window, seeing his teammates already practising. A flash of red made him jump and before thinking, he had shielded himself from the window by burying his face in a book.

It wasn't the best hiding place, but he didn't have anything else, and the teacher would be happy to give him another detention if he made any ruckus.

Kirihara's face flushed behind the book. What was wrong with him? Wasn't he supposed to be in love with Niou, but here he was thinking about Marui and his marvellous fingers.

He nearly groaned when he thought about it. He wondered if he did the same with Niou.

However, he doubted that Niou would let Marui be on top.

Had they even gone that far? They probably had...

Kirihara tried to push the images of Niou and Marui doing it out of his head.

'I'm only gonna hurt myself even more if I keep thinking about it,' he thought sadly.

After all, there was no place for him in their relationship.

----

Marui looked over the tennis courts, but couldn't find the second year anywhere.

"Yagyuu, have you seen Kirihara?" he shouted to the gentleman.

Yagyuu merely shook his head before continuing his small conversation with Yanagi.

"How about you, Yanagi?" he asked then.

"Well," Yanagi started and fished his notebook up from nowhere, "there is a 79.5 chance that he got detention because he has English classes today. There's also a 40 chance that he is sick, since he's been acting funny lately."

"He's...been acting funny?" Marui asked slowly.

"Yes, for the last two or three days, he's been very out of it. He lost a game against a second year the other day."

"R-really... well, I'll see if I can find him over there," Marui stuttered before running in the opposite direction of Yagyuu and Yanagi.

"Very strange," Yanagi mumbled and wrote something in his book.

----

"You apologized yet?" Niou asked as they walked home together.

"No, I couldn't find him. I think I'll stop by his house today."

Niou nodded approvingly and hung an arm around Marui's shoulders.

"It'll be all right. Kirihara isn't the one to bear grudges."

They both laughed of the absurdity in Niou's words.

"Well, I'm going this way," he said to Niou when they came to the place where the road split in two different directions.

"And I'm heading this way," Niou pointed the other way.

Marui waved and started walking when Niou held him back.

"What?" Marui asked

Niou smiled slightly before leaning down to kiss Marui.

Marui quickly diverted the kiss and took two steps back.

"What's wrong?" Niou asked suspiciously.

"Nothing's wrong," Marui whined loudly. "I... I just, I'm in a hurry. Yes, you see mom wanted me to help her with the... gardening, yes the gardening. SoI'llseeyoutomorrowgoodbye."

Niou stared questioningly at the fast retreating back of his lover.

There was something Marui wasn't telling him, and he had every intention of getting it out of him.

----

Marui breathed in deep before ringing the bell to Kirihara's house.

"Coming," a female voice said, and seconds late the door was opened.

"I'm a friend of your son. Is he home?" Marui forced himself to say.

"Yes, he's home. His room is on the second floor, first door to the right."

He thanked her and walked slowly to the room.

Breathing in deep he knocked on the door.

"What?" Kirihara's voice rudely asked.

Marui opened the door and looked around. It wasn't as messy as he thought it would be.

"M-Marui," Kirihara's shocked voice said from the bed.

"Hi," Marui muttered and cursed himself for his choice of words.

"What are you doing here?" Kirihara asked fiercely as he walked towards Marui.

"I want to talk."

"Really? I didn't know you were the talking type," Kirihara snarled.

Marui winced and he started panicking. He hadn't really figured out what he should say.

"I... I," he stuttered, "I came to apologize," he finally said.

Kirihara raised an eyebrow and gestured for the bed.

"Want to sit down?" he offered and Marui sat down on, smiling when he saw that the covers had pictures of a smirking Voldemort. Kirihara really did like fiction figures.

Kirihara took the chair from his desk and sat opposite of Marui.

"I'll accept your apology if you kneel down before me," he said seriously.

Had it been because of anything else, Marui would've refused, but this time he knew that it was only fair of him to do it.

So he got up from the bed and kneeled in front of Kirihara.

"I am so, so sorry," he said and bowed his head low.

Seconds later he was yanked up, and Kirihara looked horrified at him.

"Why did you do that?" he whispered shocked.

"B-but you asked-"

"Idiot," Kirihara yelled. "You're supposed to snap and shout at me for even suggesting it."

Marui saw the second years face change into a sad expression, and felt the urge to embrace him.

"I…"

"I'm not angry at you for doing it. I know I always looked at Niou, but I didn't think you'd be so angry because of that," Kirihara continued.

"No, I shouldn't have done that," Marui shouted. He looked into Kirihara's eyes and smiled slightly.

"I'm a wreck because of it. I can't stop thinking of you. Your expression as I assaulted you, and your crying face. They're haunting me day and night."

Marui started crying and sank to the floor again.

"I'm a monster," he sobbed and hid his face in his hands.

Kirihara kneeled in front of him and stroked his hair softly.

"I've also been thinking about you ever since," he said quietly.

Marui looked surprised up from his hands.

"You have? But... Niou?"

Kirihara laughed bitterly.

"I don't know what's going on anymore. But I know that I like you," he said and leaned close to Marui.

"Can I kiss you?" he breathed only inches from Marui's face.

Marui closed his eyes and tipped his face up slightly.

"Yes..."

And then their lips met.

Kirihara's lips were soft and warm.

Marui sighed and deepened the kiss.

The kiss was slow and sweet, both taking their time to savour the others taste and feeling.

They broke apart and breathed heavily.

Without talking they kissed again and this time they both were more confident.

Kirihara licked Marui's lips, and Marui eagerly opened his mouth and let Kirihara's tongue swirl around his mouth.

Their tongues battled for dominance, a fight that Kirihara won.

Marui pressed himself against Kirihara to deepen their kiss even more. He sighed as Kirihara's tongue swirled around his mouth, tasting him, feeling him.

It was a feeling Marui had only felt when he kissed Niou.

A sudden feeling of betrayal shot through Marui and he pulled away from the kiss.

He was with Niou, right? He shouldn't be doing this.

But all his thoughts vanished as he looked into Kirihara's lustful eyes.

He closed his eyes and let himself be swept away by the second year. He would deal with the consequences later. Right now there was nothing he wanted more than to continue kissing Kirihara.

Ohhh, drama, drama, drama xD

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