Title: Leaving.
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Akutagawa Jirou. (Eiji, Yukimura, Renji)
Prompt: 35. Sixth Sense.
Word count: 648
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Jirou got surprised.
Standard disclaimer applies.
11/100
"Eh, I think it's time that I left…" Eiji said and turned on his heel waved casually at Jirou saying:
"Call me later. Maybe tomorrow?"
"Eiji!" Jirou gasped and looked at the red haired man that had just left him alone with Yukimura after he had practically confessed to the Rikkai captain.
"Jirou… talk to me?" Yukimura said and took Eiji's seat, maybe a little loser to the sleepy man than he would usually be with anyone.
"Eh…" Jirou blushed, he could not get one word out of his mouth of embarrassment.
"Am I that terrifying?" Yukimura said sadly and looked at the grass.
"No, you are not!" Jirou gasped back and realized:
"Was that what he told you?"
"Mhm. He did." Yukimura Seichii's eyes were still locked with the grass.
"You are not terrifying, you are gentle, sweet and incredibly smart." Jirou looked at the blue haired man whose eyes were lifted from the ground and he looked straight at the Hyotei player.
"Jirou… What are you saying?" Seichii pushed the sleepy man's buttons a little.
"I'm saying I like you… and that I'm confused." Jirou admitted whispering.
"That's good." Yukimura smiled and his eyes crinkled up like horse shoes but added:
"Not that it's good that you are confused, that you like me – it's good."
"Huh?" Jirou looked even more confused.
Yukimura Seichii closed his eyes leaned in closer and with his soft lips brushing Jirou's slightly dry ones, it was a sweet kiss, and tenderness written all over it and Jirou too closed his eyes leaning in closer to give Seichii better access to his lips. After just a moment they broke the kiss with foreheads touching and slowly Jirou opened his eyes to be locked in the gaze of Yukimura's blue eyes.
"I'm captivated by you Akutagawa Jirou." Yukimura smiled.
"I want to get to get to know the real Yukimura Seichii." Jirou countered and the two realised that they were still in the park, they just kissed out in the open of the park… A laughter rumbled from Seichii's chest and Jirou joined in. The blue haired man got up from his seat and offered his hand to Jirou saying:
"Let's get out of here. I think we need to have a talk."
"Mhm, I'll go with you." Jirou smiled and took the offered hand, Yukimura's skin was unbelievable soft and his hands had no blisters from the tennis rackets, like Atobe usually had, even he himself had them from time to time. Still holding Jirou's hand Yukimura was leading the way to the parking lot, passing the street courts where the blue haired man yelled:
"Renji, I'm leaving, see you tomorrow."
"Hai." The man with glasses nodded back and scribbled something in a notepad like Jirou had seen Inui from Seigaku do when he saw something interesting.
Jirou was almost dragged behind the Rikkai captain, arriving at the stairs and Yukimura realized that he was still holding the sleepy man's hand in his own. Clutching it, he didn't want to let go. Together they descended the stairs and Yukimura led Jirou to his car. It sure was an expensive sports car. Smiling Seichii took the keys out of his pant's left front pocket, his right hand still entwined with Jirou's and the blue haired man pushed the button making the black Toyota Supra unlock.
"Have a seat." Seichii urged the man to sit down in the cream leather chair, the whole interior was in the same colour and mixed sway and leather. They drove of towards the home of the Rikkai captain.
"Is it okay if we go to my home?" Yukimura asked and Jirou blushed nodding, afraid to trust his own voice. The blue haired man smiled knowingly at the sleepy Hyotei player who was falling asleep in the passenger seat. He truly was the sleeping beauty of Hyotei Yukimura thought.
Title: Is That a House?
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Akutagawa Jirou. (Yukimura)
Prompt: 5. Outsides.
Word count: 1179
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Jirou fell asleep, what happened?
Standard disclaimer applies.
12/100
Jirou woke up from his lovely little powernap by hitting his head on the junction between the window and the side panel.
"Ouch…" Jirou huffed quietly.
"Are you okay?" Yukimura asked sweetly, his eyes shifted for a second from the road to the newly awoken man and he smiled at Jirou.
"Mhm, just hit my head. Your car is so comfortable I just couldn't help it." Jirou excused himself.
"It's no problem, it's a kind of long drive anyway." Seichii was aware about anything and everything around him and the car.
"Ah, is it? I didn't know…" Jirou sighed and looked at the young man in the driver's seat.
"It's no trouble, I thought that we should go to my home, not my dorm – If you didn't want to meet my room mate of course." Yukimura teased the Hyotei player.
"Eh, no. As long as I don't know what we are, I think I'm still a little confused." Jirou admitted to the captain of Rikkai.
"Don't be, we'll define it as soon as we arrive at the house. Which will be soon, there are the gates." Seichii pointed at something black that was almost out of Jirou's sight.
"Mhm. I can wait that long, and a little longer I think." Jirou teased Seichii.
"Yes you will have to, I have to introduce you to my parents." Seichii said honestly, you can't just go in to someone's house without being introduced to the owners.
"I can do that, though I'm kind of nervous about this…" Jirou admitted as the green landscape showed a little blue lake and behind that a huge white mansion. It was one of those beautifully made houses, old style with a little fountain where the road went around, a little circulation place. It was such a sight, Jirou turned to Seichii and asked:
"Is this your house?"
"Mhm, it is." Seichii answered and reached out to the little bell and gave it a nudge, soon there was a voice saying:
"State your name and errand."
"It's Seichii." The blue haired man answered and the huge black gates opened.
"That is not a house." Jirou stated, staring at the building.
"Huh?" Seichii looked at the Hyotei player.
"It's a mansion." Jirou smiled at him.
"That could be true. I don't know, I've never lived anywhere else." Yukimura smiled and added:
"Besides the dorms, but they don't count."
"No they don't." Jirou accepted it.
"We are here." Seichii said and got out of the car as a few black clad men and women came rushing outside and said:
"Seichii-sama welcome back."
"Thank you. This is Jirou –kun my new friend." Seichii introduced him to the five butlers and maids.
"Welcome Jirou-sama." They said and bowed slightly to him.
"Th… thank you." Jirou stuttered out.
"Are my parents at home?" Yukimura asked.
"No, Seichii-sama they will be back for dinner. Will Jirou-sama stay for dinner?" A maid asked after answering the question.
"Will you?" Seichii turned to Jirou and looked sweetly at him.
"If it's okay, and I have to call my parents to tell my mom." Jirou answered with the request.
"Of course, if you want you can stay the night here and I can drop you of on my way back to Rikkai." Yukimura offered.
"That sounds great." Jirou said as they walked inside, the house was just as big inside as it was outside. It was so much space and high ceilings. Jirou smiled and looked around as they walked together inside.
"You can use the phone in the study, that door over there. I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be back as soon as I can." Yukimura said and Jirou nodded as he walked the short distance to the door that Seichii had pointed at moments earlier.
Quickly he dialled the number home and after a few signals his mother picked up the phone.
"Akutagawa residence."
"Hi mom, it's me. I'm at a friend's house and he asked me to stay over night."
"Have fun, and don't forget about Atobe's meeting tomorrow." His mother reminded him.
"Thank you for reminding me. I will, love you mom." He said sweetly.
"Love you too and sleep well." His mother answered before they hung up.
Jirou hung up the phone and walked out to find Seichii, he was back in the hallway, looking up the staircases he saw the blue haired man looking down at him like some sort of prince.
"Come on up, Jirou." He smiled sweetly and reached his right hand towards the man.
"Mhm." Jirou nodded and began climbing the steps while looking up at the mysterious Rikkai captain, he had this kind of silent but strong aura around him making him feel more mysterious. He took the last step up and slowly put his hand in Yukimura's outstretched one, he felt a jolt through his whole body and realized that his knees were shaking a little bit. Jirou was nervous, no he was scared. What were these kinds of feelings and why did he feel like this when alone with Seichii? Did he just think Yukimura's given name? What was happening to him? Seichii felt Jirou's uneasiness and turned to him smiling and said:
"Don't be nervous. I don't bite…hard…"
"Eh…" Jirou gasped as they reached a white wooden door at the end of the hallway. Seichii reached down and grabbed the knob, he slowly pushed the door open and stepped out of the way, showing Jirou his room or rooms as it were. He had a bedroom, bathroom and some kind of common room with a couch and a TV with various adapters and games.
Jirou just couldn't move, he was stunned, Yukimura Seichii was loaded with money.
"Come on in Jirou, I've asked for some juice for you, the maid will be up soon with the drinks and something to eat." Yukimura said and shrugged out of his coat and began unbuttoning his dress shirt, he looked at Jirou and asked:
"Do you mind if I change?"
"No, go ahead." Jirou said and carefully sat down on the caramel coloured couch.
A light knock on the door sounded and a maid dressed in a black outfit came inside with the refreshment. Excusing herself she hurried back outside and shut the door.
"That was nice." Seichii sighed and emerged from the bedroom, he looked at Jirou sitting uncomfortable on the couch, he joined the Hyotei player on the couch and said:
"Jirou."
The man looked at Seichii and smiled:
"Mhm, what is it?"
"What are we?" Seichii said with a faint blush.
"I don't know." Jirou admitted and took a sip out of the freshly pressed orange juice.
"I think we are friends, maybe we can be more than that. I like you." Seichii was straight forward and took Jirou's glass from him and gently set it back on the table.
"I.. I like you too…" Jirou stuttered and didn't dare to create eye contact with the blue haired man.
"So… What do you think we should do about it?" Seichii said suggestively.