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Ryoma dumped his bag on the bed while his lovers entered his room and left their belongings in the corner. Immediately, they treated Ryoma's room as if it was their own and truth to be told, since the three lovers all had been at each other's place many times, it was as if they now have three separate homes.
Heck, Fuji and Yukimura both have their own shampoos and body wash in the bathroom, and also had left several of their clothing in Ryoma's closet. They were already acting like a married couple when in truth, they had only been dating for a couple of months so far.
Thinking back, it made Ryoma wonder just why did he agree to date Fuji, then have Yukimura join their relationship? Since young, he had never been interested in relationships rather he was more focused on tennis; every day, his mind was filled with tennis, tennis, and tennis. All he can think about was how to get better, get stronger and prove to everyone that Samurai Jr. was about to take the world with a storm.
Yes, he used to think about defeating his perverted father - and he still do - but now, he broadened his horizon and acknowledged that there are tons of good players out there, not just his father. And maybe that was why he was attracted to the two tensais in the first place; after all, they're both talented in tennis and can hold their game well against him.
Buckets of rain was pouring down suddenly, wetting the tennis courts. The Seigaku High School regulars were all rushing toward the locker room to seek shelter, yet two of the members remained still, clutching their racket as they faced each other on the opposite court.
Wordlessly, Fuji and Ryoma's eyes came into contact and both agreed that their match should resume; the rain hardly bothered them one bit as both were focused on finishing their game in order to find out who will be the victorious one. As both were the stubborn character, there was no way they will postpone this game.
They had to settle this right now.
Ryoma tossed the tennis ball in the air and had to squint his eyes for a brief second as the rain dripped onto his eyes. But, he carried on and and used his racket to hit the ball. Fuji on the other hand was already in position, ready to receive the ball when suddenly, Sumire marched onto the courts and dragged the two away.
She hollered, "What in the world are you two thinking?! Do you want to catch a cold?"
Once the duo arrived at the locker room, Oishi, Seigaku's mother hen, immediately asked for their well-being and hurried to give them dry towels to clean themselves. As Sumire continued to yell at them, both Fuji and Ryoma completely block out her words and only stared at each other.
'We are going to continue this,' was the thought that rang in both their heads. Now that they stopped the game, the urge to continue playing was stronger than before.
The rain storm outside completely represents how they both feel on the inside: passion and excitement. Just like how the rain was raining down hard without stopping, both Ryoma and Fuji wanted to stand on the courts and pushed each other to their limits until it was clear who won the match.
Even at this moment, the adrenaline was still coursing through their veins. 'I want to play...'
Despite how abruptly their game ended, it turns out that the very next day, they had continued their game.
And the results... well, let's just say that Ryoma preferred to keep that detail hidden.
-SR-
Days after their rematch, Fuji and Ryoma had been sticking rather close. At first, it started with Fuji inviting Ryoma to eat lunch with him, and soon, the two had been regularly hanging out on the rooftop. Occasionally, Ryoma decided to nap right on Fuji's lap, and while it started out as an accident, now, it had became a habit. Ryoma would snuggle against Fuji's thighs as the brunette played with Ryoma's hair.
And although at that point they were still friends, but to some, it seems that their relationship escalated to that as a lover. And if truth be told, Fuji wouldn't mind if that was the case. He had taken a liking towards the Seigaku's rookie after all.
Few minutes later, Fuji decided to take out his camera he had kept with him at all times and sneakily snapped a picture or two (it was actually 10 different shots with different angles and positions).
Fuji chuckled as Ryoma curved even further into a fetus position; he was truly like a cat.
And since the weather was quite nice, the tensai also leaned down and take a nap right next to Ryoma.
-SR-
"Fuji," Tezuka called out his best friend.
"Hmm?" Fuji responded while staring out the window.
"You had been rather close to Echizen recently," Tezuka stated the obvious. "And our friends are starting to wonder what was going on." Though he himself was actually quite curious as well regarding this development, but he wasn't going to share that information out.
"Saa, is it wrong to hang out with my kouhai?"
Tezuka sighed, "Why don't you spill the truth instead of playing hard to get?"
Fuji only beamed a smile. "Saa~" Fuji used his favorite trademark line, knowing that it would only irk Tezuka more. How fun.
But... had he really been that obvious that even Tezuka had an idea on what he was up to? But Fuji figured that since it had been a month after he and Ryoma had been rather close, it was probably time to step up the game.
-SR-
Fuji waved a hand as Ryoma walked out of the school, with Horio blabbering behind him. The emerald-haired boy raised an eyebrow once he noticed Fuji; how rare. "Fuji-senpai," Ryoma greeted.
"Saa, do you want to walk home together?"
Ryoma turned around then finally realized that Fuji was asking him. "Why me?"
"Why do you mean 'why me?' We're friends, aren't we?"
"I guess," Ryoma shrugged.
"Then let's go," Fuji dragged Ryoma away.
As the two walk side by side towards Ryoma's house, the pregnant silence between them wasn't... uncomfortable. In fact, it was rather welcomed by the two; they both were the quiet type and refrained from talking when unnecessary. Neither were talkative, so really, they were similar in many ways.
But, there was actually another reason why the silence was comfortable for them: for Fuji, it was because he was trying to phrase his confession in his mind and tried to come up with a way to confess without scaring his partner away. Fuji the tensai might actually been nervous for once, which was ironic as usually he was the one who make other people nervous, namely his teammates, but this time, the opposite occurred. And since this was a first for him, he was actually having trouble dealing with it.
As for Ryoma, he doesn't mind the quietness because in the past, he and Fuji were always together and more often than not, they just spend time at each other's side without talking. And so, by now, Ryoma was used to this nice and peaceful silence.
"Ryoma," Fuji finally spoke, but what startled Ryoma wasn't the fact that Fuji addressed him using his first name. No, it was the fact that Fuji opened his eyes, and automatically, Ryoma knew that Fuji was being serious.
They both stopped in their footsteps. "Yeah?"
In an effort to ease the mood, Fuji smiled. "Do you remember our thrilling match under the rainy setting?"
How could Ryoma not? He had never felt so alive in that moment; even now, he was still relieving memories of that day. He wanted another rematch with Fuji, but unfortunately, opportunities were never given to him. And so, he can only pretend to play with Fuji in his dream landscape.
"You see, after that day, I just couldn't get rid of the memory from my mind. Whenever I went to sleep, I will always remember playing against you and I just couldn't help but think that if we continued playing, would the results be different? I know we had a rematch shortly afterwards, but the feeling was completely different; the tension present on that day just wasn't the same."
So Ryoma wasn't the only one. That actually sounded very nice than he had imagined.
"It was weird," Fuji glanced up the sky absentmindedly. "Before that day, everything was normal, but now, things were so... different. I mean, I never had such a desire to continue playing tennis even after practice ended, but now... I sort of wish that I can continue playing with you forever." The last bit was spoken so softly that if Ryoma doesn't have cat-like ears, he would never catch these words.
"Me too," Ryoma murmured.
"What?"
Ryoma coughed and looked away, "Playing with you was... fun."
"I see," Fuji smiled sincerely. "And so, Ryoma, I had been thinking about this for a long time and realized that I hold special feelings for you, so I wanted to be direct with you. Ryoma, I want to be your boyfriend."
Ryoma nodded, "You want to be my boy- wait what?!"
"Boyfriend," Fuji repeated. "You know, the person who will sleep with you, nurse you when you're sick, tease you while commenting about your height, tickle and carry you, go on dates with you and publicly holding hands, eat pocky with you using the same stick, whisper sweet nothings-"
"I got it!" Ryoma controlled himself, not letting a blush be evident on his face. "What's with this long list?"
"I want to do all of these things with you," Fuji shared seriously. "I want to be the one to comfort you when you're down, hug you when you're lonely, hold your hands when you want my reassurances, kiss you when you want to intimate, cuddle you when you want to be spoiled... I want to be your everything."
"...I," Ryoma was speechless. How should he respond in this situation?
"Ryoma, please go out with me." Fuji get down on his knees for good measure even though he wasn't proposing.
"Just get up, Fuji-senpai! Everyone's watching!" Ryoma whispered as he glanced sideways at the outsiders talking about them.
"I will get up if you say yes."
As more people crowded around them, Ryoma could only say yes in order to escape this situation. How embarrassing... it was just like Fuji to get so dramatic.
-SR-
"Ryoma," Fuji called out, waving his hand in front of Ryoma's eyes.
Ryoma blinked, "What?"
"I have been calling for you, but you ignored me; what are you thinking about so deeply that you would ignore my sexiness and daydream?" Fuji pouted.
Ryoma smacked Fuji's head lightly, "What sexiness? I don't see it." Ryoma looked around the room, in search of a "sexy person," completely teasing his lover.
"I'll show you how appealing I am... in the tub."
"Oh shit."
"'Oh shit' indeed," Fuji nodded.
"What are you two talking about? Let me in." Yukimura asked and stepped closer toward the two.
"Well Seiichi, it seems that I had to prove to Ryoma (again) how sexy I am," Fuji shrugged, holding onto Ryoma who was trying to escape at the moment. "Want to join me?"
"Of course," Yukimura grinned mischievously. "Since when have I ever say no?"
Yes, this was mainly about Ryoma and Fuji, but next chapter you'll learn more about how Yuki joined in their relationship ;) Also, do check my profile and vote in the poll on whether or not you want smut.
