Disclaimer: I do not own prince of tennis…or any of the characters from the manga or anime. I only own those I create myself for this story.

Everywhere

Ryoma was lost in thought and suddenly found himself near the Ryuzaki house. He had come over quite frequently for the past week, but today he came without an invitation. The closer he got to house itself, the clearer he was able to see the car parked out front. It was Fuji's and a part of him started to get mad.

He rang the doorbell and Ryuzaki-sensei opened the door. "Echizen? What brings you here today? I can't imagine you are here to study with Fuji and Sakuno."

Oh they're just studying the thought brought comfort to his boiling blood. "Just thought I'd come hang out," he said dropping his eyes below his hat and bangs to hide his flushing face. He really wasn't sure why he came to be honest.

"Oh, well they are back in her room, go on back," Ryuzaki-sensei said stepping away so he could enter. "I'm heading out Sakuno! I'll be back in three days." She reached for the suitcase at her feet and smiled at Ryoma as she left the house.

"Thanks," Ryoma mumbled quietly as he headed for Sakuno's room.

There was no sound coming from behind the slightly cracked door. He thought about knocking, but curiosity overcame him and he decided to just enter quietly. The scene before him pulled tightly on the strings of his heart. It awakened something primal from inside his soul.

Sakuno was lying on her side on the floor. Her silky legs were pressed together covered only by a thin piece of cloth that he supposed was a skirt. Its baby blue color looked brilliant against her tanned thighs. The arm below her body was extended out across the floor and rested under the edge of the low table in front of her. Her white tank top clung tightly to her body dipping perfectly with the contours of her hips and waist. The other arm was resting over a light blue pair of jeans and her hand had the denim clutched between her fingers. Her hair was pulled into a hasty pony tail that wrapped over her shoulders and covered the tops of her breasts.

The jeans in question belonged to Fuji. He was admiring the sleeping figure clutching to his leg quietly. Both his hands were on the table top, a pencil still in one hand and a page clutched in the other; but his eyes were focused on the sleeping beauty near his feet. Ryoma could read his face, Fuji's eyes watched her the way his did. He loved her, it was obvious.

I can't get pissed. No one even knows about us. We decided, well…I mean we just, haven't said anything that's all.

Ryoma made his entrance. "Hey" he said quietly. "She been asleep long?" Fuji didn't flinch; he simply raised his eyes to the figure before him.

"Yeah, for about an hour now," Fuji said with all his attention on the look on Ryoma's face. "She has finals coming up, so between that and tennis….I don't think that she has gotten much sleep. This happens every time tests roll around." He smiled gently as his eyes fell on Sakuno once again. "She is a damn hard worker you know…" Fuji then realized that that may have been insensitive since Ryoma hadn't been around her at all.

"I know," Ryoma said eyeing the couple before him. "I…I do know somethings about her." The sadness lingered in his words; he was pissed at himself for missing so much.

"I'm sorry," Fuji said. Suddenly he felt the young girl shuffle on his legs, his head snapped down to meet her eyes. "Morning sleepy girl" his smile made Ryoma cringe. That should be me damn it! Ryoma's discomfort was growing.

"Fuji?" Sakuno's sleepy face was cuter than the both of them had been ready for. "I'm sorry, I did it again…after 3 years of this…you think I'd be able to stay awake," a weak smile fell across her face. She reached up and gently touched Fuji's cheek. Her eyes were looking at him with honest sincerity; she put her soft pink lips to the other side of his face, "forgive me? Who were you talking to by the way?" Sakuno's eyes searched her room, landing quickly on Ryoma. "Shit! What are you doing here?" Sakuno sat up promptly and started examining her outfit. She fumbled to straighten her clothes and fix her hair. She glanced at the mirror to her left, closely looking at her face in the mirror. She looked frantic.

Is she frantic because I saw her kiss Fuji, or because of her appearance? He was worried by the thought of her being frantic over getting caught with Fuji. Damn it!

Sakuno bounced off the ground and headed towards Ryoma who was standing by her door. Her cool tanned arms slinked around his neck. She pressed her thin body to his, tilted her head, and smiled at him sweetly. "It is a nice surprise, but what are you doing here?"

Ryoma's eyes quickly checked the expression on Fuji's face. A little bit of happiness fell over him when he saw a dejected Fuji sitting on the ground. His attention then fell back to Sakuno. He slowly placed one of his hands gently on her hip. "I just thought I'd stop by and say hey."

Since he was still a bit uncomfortable dropping his tough exterior in front of anyone, he parted from Sakuno quickly. She was aware of his feelings, and tried not to let it bother her.

Fuji, noticing the tension, forced himself up off the floor. "Well, let's call it a day. I'll be back over soon, so just call me when you are ready to go over the next section."

"Sure. But do you really have to go? Ryoma just got here… we should have some tea or something…" Sakuno said smiling. Her smile almost forced him to stay, but he knew being alone with Ryoma would make her happy and as much as that hurt, he simply wanted her to be happy.

"Nah, I have a research paper coming up and I need to get some reading done," Fuji wrapped his arms around the delicate girl and gripped her tight. "Don't forget to study what we went over," he said as he picked up his bag. He put his fist out for Ryoma (which he gave a quick bump to with his own fist) and then headed out the door, closing it behind him.

Ryoma stood still while his eyes followed Sakuno as she sat on the side of her bed. She released her long brown hair from the now disheveled pony tail and began tapping the space on the bed next to her. "Come here." There was no way Ryoma could object.

Before he had time to think, Sakuno had rolled herself into his lap, her thighs grasping his legs between them. They sat staring at one another for who knows how long. Ryoma studied the deep pools of brown that were watching him closely. They were asking for something…no begging. It felt like she was speaking to a part of him that was too deep for him to reach. Like she was having a conversation without words to a piece of him he was not fully aware of.

Sakuno loved the golden embers that were peering into her heart. She could stare into those endless eyes for days and be absolutely content. What are you searching for? She thought as she studied the eyes of the man she loved. Please, Ryoma, kiss me…touch me…I…I need….to feel you, everywhere…I need you everywhere, always, please…her mind was pleading with him. Finally she could not wait a moment longer. She leaned in and let herself fall deep into his sultry kiss.

He could feel her body needing him, moving against him…slowly…it made him want her more, more of her, all of her. She called to parts of him that he was never aware existed. Who is this woman? What is it that she does to me? How can I get closer? How can I get more of her? Ryoma's mind was beginning to fade, he was giving into pure instinct…and he didn't care.

The intensity between the couple heated. Ryoma used his thick arms to gently lay his dainty lover onto her bed, making sure her head was resting softly on her pillow. He crawled between her legs, and her body moved to allow him as close as possible. The setting sun gleamed through window enveloping the young couple and causing rays of orange, yellow, and red to dance across their skin.

Sakuno pulled up on Ryoma's shirt. He broke away from her lips to allow her to finish freeing him of his shirt. He returned her gesture by releasing her from the tank top that hugged her skin. As his lips ventured down her neck and chest she arched her back and let out a small moan. Their hands ran up and down each other's bodies as they lost themselves to the moment.

They had somehow managed to make their way under Sakuno's blankets; their now naked bodies tangled into one another. "I love you" Ryoma whispered into Sakuno's ear, "too much." Sakuno stared deeply into his eyes when he lifted his body just enough for her to see them. She let out a low moan as he entered her; her body overflowing with the sensation and satisfaction of being able to feel all of him…everywhere.

To be continued