A/N A few days after my B-day! I've been officially thirteen for a few days now and have been obsessed with shounen-ai for three years in counting. Although I don't think I started reading lemons until last year. Can't remember if I was eleven or twelve when I started. Probably eleven.
I wrote Possessive Jealousy on my birthday, so that's why it says what it says.
Big thanks to Sakura Ichigo Morihiko, who gave me the motivation to hurry with my story. Don't worry I'll read your story if you ever get it up. Thanks to all my other reviewers too. Eiji plushies for everyone.
Anyways, it's only fair that since I got Prince of Tennis DVDs that I update.
Disclaimer: Just a few more episodes I'm afraid.
Chapter 4: Ranking Tournament and Regular Position
It had been a week since school started and Ryoma had been adjusting pretty well. He had more friends besides Fuji now at least. He had become friends with the regulars the day after Fuji embarrassed him. He had to admit that all his friends were kinda weird though.
Kikumaru Eiji-sempai was, without a doubt, the happiest person in the world. Ryoma had yet to see the upperclassman's face be anything other than giddy, excited, or surprised. His bright red hair seemed to reflect his attitude quite well, and his blue eyes always sparkled with mirth. Ryoma didn't know if he was like this all the time or just around him, but from what he could tell, the guy was like that with everyone.
Oishi Syuichiroh-sempai (still don't know how to spell his first name) was almost the complete opposite of the red-head. He was calm and level-headed, with kind green eyes. The only time he was remotely like Eiji was when someone got hurt in which case Oishi-sempai would go into mother hen modus and rush over to help the person as best he can.
Tezuka Kunimitsu-sempai/bucho was similar to Ryoma in many ways. They were both quiet and stoic, although Ryoma did allow some expressions to show. The boy's appearance seemed to match his personality. Parted brown hair and a pair of glasses over stern brown eyes explained to all how seriously you should take him.
Inui Sadaharu-sempai was the second scariest of the regulars, Fuji being first, not that you could tell with his innocent smile. Inui-sempai was in all appearances, a mad scientist. He had spiky blue black hair and wore opaque glasses that seemed to gleam with an ominous air. The worst part about him though, despite being over a foot taller than Ryoma (which frankly pissed him off), were his juices. They were so bad that even Tezuka-bucho grimaced in disgust after Fuji persuaded (blackmailed) him into trying some. Fuji seemed to be the only one in school who liked the juice.
Kawamura Takeshi-sempai was quiet and really shy. To be perfectly honest, Ryoma didn't know much about this sempai except that when holding a racket, he became an entirely different person. His usually calm brown eyes filled with fire and he would shout until someone took the racket from him.
Momoshiro, or Momo-chan, Takashi-sempai was a second year with black hair that stuck up, purple eyes, and a bottomless pit instead of a stomach. His attitude was similar to Kikumaru-sempai's in that they're both extremely happy people. He seemed to dislike (hate) another second year by the name of Kaidoh Kaoru. Kaidoh-sempai was snake like in both appearance and mindset. Although Ryoma had seen something that led him to believe that his sempai wasn't as scary as he liked people to think he was.
Anyway back to the story. A week had passed and that meant it was time for the Ranking Tournament. Ryoma, after proving his skill, had been allowed to enter the tournament even though he was a freshman. He was in Block D, along with Inui and Kaidoh.
At the moment though, he was in the locker rooms being cheered on by three other freshman whose names he had forgotten seconds after meeting them. He didn't even have a class with them except English, which he slept through. (The school put him in beginning English not knowing how well versed he was in the language.)
"Saa, my Ryo-chan's growing up so fast. It won't be long now until he moves out." A soft voice from the doorway alerted the people in the locker rooms of the sadist's entrance. Now knowing that he was here, everyone, sans Ryoma, rushed to change and escape the room.
"Who's yours?" Ryoma looked at his friend with an angry glare. He was tired, dammit, and all he wanted to do was go home and take a nap next to his precious cat, Karupin. Why was he tired you ask? Because a certain tensai kept him awake all night with his constant calling.
"Aww. Come on, don't be like that. I've come to wish you good luck in your matches." This for some reason made Ryoma blush and he turned away so his friend couldn't see it.
"Th-thanks. You too." Since he was turned away, Ryoma didn't notice Fuji staring at him with open eyes and smirking in triumph.
*~-Time Skip-~*
"Sugoi, Echizen-kun!" Kachiro Kato, a boy with a bowl hair cut and purple eyes, exclaimed after having watched Ryoma win three games 6-0 in a row.
"Ha! I, Horio Satoshi with two years of tennis –." "Horio shut up!" Another boy Katsuo I forgot his last name interrupted Horio before he could go on a long rant on why he was superior. Although he was clearly not. (Yeah bitch. I went there.)
"But Echizen's going against Kaidoh-sempai now. There's no way he can beat a regular." The irritating monkey of all that is annoying tried to redeem himself by spewing out this fact. Unfortunately, his plan did not work. In fact it just made everyone angrier at him. A couple sempais in the back were deciding on what method they would use to kill the loudmouth.
Actually it was two groups. The first was Arai and his two buds, the other was just Fuji seething at the fact that the pompous freshman even dare insult his Ryo-chan. Standing up, he walked over to where the four were (although Ryoma was just kind of zoning out), grabbed Ryoma by the shoulder and dragged him to one of the many sakura trees that were scattered around the school. Pushing the boy down, Fuji forced him to eat some of his homemade onigiri, practically glowing when Ryoma complimented it.
Since Ryoma still had quite a bit of time till his next match, he decided Fuji wouldn't mind if he slept on him. Lying down on the older boy, Ryoma fell into a peaceful sleep, not noticing the hand that gently pushed a few stray hairs back behind his ear.
*~Time Skip~*
"Game to Echizen. 4 games to 3." The chair judge announced. Ryoma smirked victoriously.
A snake shot came towards Ryoma and he quickly countered it. Seeing a regular shot come his way, he decided to test something. "Ne that shot. It's buggy, whip, shot." Hitting a perfect snake, Ryoma continued, "That's the way to do it." (Was I the only one to think that when Ryoma said that in the show, he was just the most adorable thing ever?)
Everyone watching the match froze at seeing the freshman perform a shot that had taken years from Kaidoh to perfect. Even Fuji stayed perfectly still, albeit, for a different reason. When Ryoma had spoken, it was just so cute that Fuji had to restrain himself from going onto the court and ravishing the boy with kisses. (Heehee Fuji no hentai)
The game had obviously ended in Ryoma's favor seeing as he one 6-3. The cheering from the end of the game was enormous and Ryoma could have sworn he saw a few camera flashes. Calmly walking away from the loud trio congratulating him, he offered to shake hands with the second year. "Shake."
"Fssssh." Kaidoh was clearly pissed at being beaten by a kohai, but he couldn't help but feel a little proud of the boy who had become like a second little brother to him. And to most of the regulars, that's exactly what Ryoma had become. He was their baby boy. (You know, except to Fuji, who wanted to both hurt Kaidoh for being mean to Ryoma, and hold Ryoma in a protective embrace, shielding him from inquisitive eyes. Actually, just girls.)
~*-Time Skip…Again-*~
Fuji and Ryoma were once again walking home after a long day of practice, only this time it was raining, they were sharing an umbrella, and Fuji's smile from the close proximity was so large it could crack his face in two.
Ryoma, feeling unnerved by the smile and quiet, chose this time to ask the question of why his friend was smiling so, "Syuusuke, are you on something that I should know of?" Seeing the confused look on Fuji's face, Ryoma decided to elaborate, "You've been grinning like the cat got the canary since the rain started. Why the hell are you so happy?"
"Saa, why it's because you're halfway there to becoming a regular." Fuji chose not to tell him that it was because of the closeness of their bodies.
Ryoma looked smug for a moment. "Che, did you think I wouldn't?"
"I plead the fifth."
"Oi what's that supposed to mean. Oi answer me!" Fuji had run after his comment, taking the umbrella with him, and thus, getting Ryoma wet. Laughing merrily, he ran all the way to Ryoma's house, said boy chasing after him the whole way.
(Originally I was going to end the chapter here, but since I probably won't get to right a lot in the future due to school work, I decided to make this chapter extra long.)
"Game won by Echizen. 6 games to 4." Ryoma, after having beaten Inui, was panting and sitting on the bench in the locker rooms. A water bottle was thrust into his vision, and before he could he could question it, a soft voice told him to drink. Recognizing the voice as Fuji's, Ryoma agreed to the command wholeheartedly.
"He he, easy Ryo-chan. You don't want to choke. But if you do, I'll be glad to give you mouth to mouth." Ryoma glared at his friend, a silent question of what do you want sitting in the air. "I'm going to take you out to celebrate becoming the first freshman regular."
"Where are we going?" Ryoma asked confuzzledly.(love this word) Fuji's smile grew in length, a silent promise that if he didn't go where he wanted to go there was going to be excruciating pain in the future. "I mean, sure! Whatever you want Syuu-chan!"
"Yay! I'm so glad you agree!" Fuji then proceeded to grab Ryoma's arm and drag him out of the locker rooms, and towards the livelier parts of Tokyo.
-~*Location Change*~-
"Yadda!"
"But Ryo-chan, how can I see what the dress looks like if you won't come out of the dressing room?"
"Why'd I even have to put it on in the first place?"
"Saa, it's because I think it'd look good on you. But I can't tell now can I." Muttering to himself, Ryoma stepped out of the dressing rooms, a dark red blush encompassing his whole face. A near silent click made him look up from the ground, only to see his friend holding a camera and smiling like he won the jackpot. "Aww~! You look adorable. So kawii!"
Ryoma was in a long teal dress. It had spaghetti straps that criss-crossed in the back, the chest was plain, and the skirt poofed out a bit with sparkles on the fabric. (Sorry I suck at describing clothes)
All in all, it was quite pretty.
"Syuusuke why the hell did you take a picture!" The grin on his friend's face gave him good enough answer. Blackmail. "I swear if you show that picture to anyone, I will go to your house and destroy all your cactuses."
"Ryo-chan, the correct word is cacti." Ryoma smug look turned sour.
"Who cares!"
"Obviously I do." Fuji chirped.
Ryoma leaned his head on Fuji's left shoulder. "Why the hell am I friends with you again?" Ryoma looked slightly deflated. "You're so damn frustrating."
Fuji looked at him with soft eyes, but he still had a teasing tone to his voice, "It's because you love me." Ryoma just smirked and went back into the dressing room to change, but not before smirking and saying you wish. Fuji looked sadly at his retreating back. "Yes, I do."
~*-Time Skip-*~
The two boys were walking home after an exciting day. After going shopping, Fuji bought Ryoma dinner and the two ate it on a bench in the park. They had walked around the park for a little while before deciding to go home. Fuji was going to sleep over since it was so late. Finally arriving at the front door, they braced themselves for the inevitable.
"Oi Seishounen did you finally get a girlfriend?"
"Che Baka Oyaji! I was out with Syuusuke. He's staying over, kay?" Even though Ryoma phrased it as a question, he meant it as a statement.
"M' kay."
Climbing up to Ryoma's room, and getting the spare futon out, they finally got in bed.
"Ne, Syuusuke?"
"Hmm? What is it?"
"Thanks for today. I had fun."
"Saa you're welcome."
"Oyasumi."
"Oyasumi."
That night both fell asleep with a smile on their face.
A/N Okay that last part was sappy. I don't really like it, but it was a good place to stop. I finally got 2000 words. Yes!
Question time. I need a love rival for Fuji. Someone who likes Ryoma but Ryoma doesn't like back. No one shy like Sakuno, I need someone who will go against Fuji. Whoever I like best or gets the most votes will be used.
Next, should I start another multi-chap. This is technically the only one I have since Possessive Jealousy doesn't or won't be updated regularly. If I do start another updates for this one will take longer, but there'll be another story to make up for it.
Once again a big thanks to all my reviewers and especially to those who wished me a happy birthday. I had one thanks.
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