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A/N: As a promised, here is the next chapter of Go with the Flow. Alright you get a teeny bit of action at the end of the chapter which I do believe I am going to continue, but you never know. This the longest chapter yet reeling at a whopping 560 something words. Hooray! (Which also means its my longest work yet. That I haven't lost interest in.) Please do Review my darlings. I promise another chapter soon! :)
Ryoma sat fidgeting in his chair. It had finally sunk in: he was seated in the house of Tezuka Kunimitsu, his former middle captain, the man he had trained day-and-night for to defeat.
Nanjiroh (who seemed quite observative today) soon took notice and he smiled at his son's antics.He knew of his son's sexual preference, and he also happened to know that he held some feelings for his former captain.
'Speak of the devil', Nanjiroh thought to himself as the said captain stepped into the room.
"My father will be with you shortly Echizen-san, he apologizes for the delay, you caught his during a business call." Tezuka stated relaying the message from his father. Nanjiroh nodded to the boy, acknowledging that he understood the implied command.
"Mmmhh…" A quiet moan was heard across the room. The source of the noise was a deeply slumbering Ryoma, who had fallen asleep sometime while waiting for Tezuka to return.
Nanjiroh once again smirked at the bratty boy's actions, but for two different reasons. One was the peaceful persona that he gave off while asleep; and two was the hypotheses of the outcomes of this situation that reeled in the perverted man's head. Tezuka also smiled, because of the innocent and vulnerable aura that Ryoma achieved with a genuine grin instead of his trademark smirk spread across the happily dreaming face.
"Gomen Zuka-chan", Nanjiroh apologized already dubbing a nickname for Tezuka, "I woke had to wake him up early this morning."
"No need to apologize, Echizen-san, I understand how he can be", Tezuka said recalling the many times Ryoma fell asleep during practice.
"Though I don't think he will be very comfortable here. Do you mind if I move him somewhere more fitting?" he asked the boy's father after a short pause.
"Be my guest", Nanjiroh replied grinning and extending his arm to emphasize the statement, knowing full well what this could lead to when dealing with Ryoma.
Tezuka moved over to the chair Ryoma was resting on and crefully picked the boy up carrying him bridal-style. He nodded at Nanjiroh before leaving the room and making his way upstairs to his bedroom with the all-star tennis player.
Tezuka pushed the door open with his weight making sure not to loose his balance; he then proceeded into entering the room with the catty boy still held in his arms. He made his way over to the full-size bed and gently placed Ryoma atop it, fixing his head so it rested on a pillow.
Ryoma's captain took a blanket and spread it on top of his body, his reasoning being the boy looked like he became chilled easily.
"Mmhhh. Warm." Ryoma mumbled softly as he shifted his weight on his left side, so that he was he was currently facing Tezuka. It was at that moment: Tezuka realized how adorable the younger teen was, and before he knew what he was doing he was placing a gentle kiss onto Ryoma's forehead. Ryoma's eyes fluttered to a half-open state.
"Buchou." he whispered the familiar word faintly before wrapping his arms around the taller teenager's neck lightly and pulling him down so that their lips connected.
A/N: Read and Review. Flames are accepted. I've already started on the next chapter, since I have almost finished my homework this weekend. My brother's birthday is tommorrow. (Not that you care.) I am also attempting to extend the range of my vocabulary for your sakes. Be happy. Oh and please do vote on my profile poll as it will be closing next week.
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