Prince of Tennis- 100

#4- Wound

He had lost yet again, but the need for revenge was not present in his desires for now, as it had never been. When he fought against this person, it was because he wished to, not because he was obliged. Unlike the matches he haves with his father.

The tennis prodigy slumped in defeat as he was sprawled on the ground of the Haruno Tennis court while looking up at his dominator, the winner of their match. Tezuka stood proudly at his side of the court, looking at him with an unreadable expression before going beside him and tried to help him up.

"Echizen, are you alright?" he asked the boy while gently lifting him from the ground, his soft voice sounding alien to Ryoma for a while with it washing over him and lulling his senses.

"Hai, buchou," he replied, using the captain's tall body to support his own. His legs were still wobbly and shaking from their fight, the adrenaline rush having not yet faded.

Tezuka led him to the bench at the side and told Ryoma to sit down before he went of to his bag to get the first aid kit he brought with him. The boy protested that he wasn't injured or hurt or anything but winced when he felt the painful feeling on his bleeding knee.

"I told you to stay put, you'll aggravate your wound," the brunette slightly chided before kneeling in front of the boy, the first aid kit open and ready to be used. He pulled out a ball of cotton and a bottle of alcohol, wetting the cotton with the antiseptic before dabbing it slightly on the boy's knee.

Ryoma hissed slightly as the sting of the alcohol attacked his open wound so he gripped the wood of the bench to try and suppress the whimper that threatened to escape his lips. He tried his hardest to stay still so that his captain can clean his wound faster but it was taking so much to stay still, the pain was too unbearable.

"Tell me if it hurts," he heard the captain say but he ignored the older boy's command because he had his eyes scrunched closed and his concentration on lessening the pain he felt right now.

He didn't know what happened after that only that the stinging stopped no later and pressure was being applied on his injured knee. Ryoma opened his eyes to chance looking down into worried brown eyes that rested his big, warm hand on the other uninjured knee.

They locked gazes for a moment before it was the captain who broke the contact, bowing his head down to cover his eyes before leaning in to press his lips on the boy's bandaged knee.

"I'm sorry," Ryoma heard the soft murmur of the captain's apology and felt the vibrations against his skin.

"It was just an accident, Kunimitsu."

Tezuka raised his head to lock once more with golden eyes then he stood up from his position on the ground and grasped Ryoma's upper arms and pulled the boy closer to him, their lips meeting to mold in perfection.

A/N: I don 't know where this came from...