A/N: Despite the smuttiness of the last chapter, this one deals more outside the bed so get ready as Atobe and Echizen face-off on a Friday morning. Just a s a note, this story will end the chapter after this one! That gives room for Saturday and Sunday ( As one chapter) finishing their week together!

I'm mentioning this just to give people a heads up about when I'm going to update. The next Mass Release will be on December 2. What gets updated then is up to reviews and feedback! (Most likely 9-11 pm PST).


Selyn- LOL they may or may not be… with their colliding personalities…anything can still happen!

KatrinaKaiba- I do try to keep these two in character. It's easier as well since each can't admit that one might be more superior to the other.


Somewhere In-between

Rated: M

Summary: One week without servants would kill Ore-sama, One week with Ore-sama might drive him nuts; but in-between that one week, this unlikely pair just might be…interested?

Pairing:EchizenXAtobe

Written for: Animegurl088


Chapter Seven: Love Or Lust?

Friday Afternoon

"You know brat…being on a mountain with no servants is horrible! Next time we shouldn't take a trip to the mountains!" Atobe declared from where he was lounging on the bed flipping through TV channels.

"If you remember Monkey-king, we didn't take a TRIP, we were FORCED to be here because of SOMEONE." Ryoma emphasized.

Atobe frowned facing Ryoma who was currently making sandwiches for lunch.

"Don't talk to Ore-sama like that! He disallows anyone of a lower station to talk back at him," Atobe said disdainfully. "Well…maybe you'll be an exception." Atobe added after a while.

Ryoma didn't bother answering as he continued to make sandwiches. He found it strange that they had done "things" and could still remain as if nothing happened yesterday. Better yet, why was she so relenting anyways?

A scowl crossed Ryoma's face at that. Echizen Ryoma NEVER relented in anything…so exactly why was he doing as Monkey-king wanted right now?

Ryoma sighed a bit and placed the sandwiches on a plate and grabbed a large cup of juice before going around the counter to sit on the bed with Atobe.

Atobe found himself more interested in watching Ryoma make sandwiches than the tennis match on TV. From the subtle movements of Ryoma's quick fingers to how he moved flawlessly from jar to jar…Atobe frowned. This punishment didn't turn out bad at all…actually he was quite satisfied!

"Here!"

Atobe eyes snapped up as Ryoma handed him a sandwich and turned to concentrate on the tennis match on TV. Atobe frowned a bit, how could he be so affected yet the brat could go right on pretending yesterday didn't happen and watch a tennis match?

"What's wrong with you?" Ryoma finally asked when he lowered his gaze to take a drink.

" It's nothing," Atobe said a bit offended that he couldn't just tell. " Where's my juice?"

Ryoma looked around and shrugged before handing him the one he had been drinking out of.

"That is disgusting brat!" Atobe said cringing his nose a bit. Ryoma merely took another bite out of his sandwich before he concentrated on his game. After he swallowed, he finally turned to jerk his juice back a bit offended.

"That's fine since you didn't seem to mind germs so much when you swallowed last night…"

Atobe was practically appalled by his comparison. Angrily he jerked the cup of juice back and took a sip before handing it back.

Satisfied that he had stop complaining, Ryoma turned back towards the game.

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"Say Brat… take the plate away…" Atobe ordered lying back to relax.

"It's a miracle you don't get fat doing that!" Ryoma murmured as he stood with the dishes. Washing them quickly, Ryoma slipped on his jacket and opened the door.

"Where are you going?" Atobe demanded.

" To exercise a bit," Ryoma said loudly, " Unlike you who can lay around all day, a professional tennis player like me needs stamina!"

"You act like I was never a part of a tennis team brat!" Atobe snapped sitting up on the bed. Atobe gasped as the door closed in his face; how dare that brat! Especially when Ore-sama was talking!!!

Getting up, Atobe switched shoes really quick and grabbed his jacket before going out as well. He wasn't about to let Ryoma escape his tirade!

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"Stop that this instance!" Atobe said with a mighty frown as he watched Ryoma hit his tennis ball against the side of the cabin.

"Why?" Ryoma taunted.

"Because I disallow you to destroy Ore-sama's property!" Atobe dictated.

Ryoma merely let out a loud "che" before continuing.

"You…." Atobe started.

"Shut it!" Ryoma merely commanded as he concentrated on hitting the tennis ball back to the same spot. It seemed he had been slacking for a couple days now since he was acting more like a wife than a professional tennis player who was on a minor break.

"Ore-sama doesn't like this!"

"Keigo should go back inside to talk to the TV." Ryoma yelled at he ignored the feeling of wanting to turn around and kiss the pout off of the Monkey-king lips.

Atobe gasped mildly at the use of his name by the brat. Although it offended him, he liked the sound of his name on Ryoma's lips…maybe he'd like it even better as he was thrashing into Ryoma…

Shaking his head hard Atobe chided at himself for being so perverse! Actually HE had never had this problem until this week so it was definitely RYOMA'S fault that he was going through these stressing thoughts!

"This is most definitely his fault!" Atobe announced furiously under his breath.

"What is my fault monkey king?" Ryoma asked catching his tennis ball in one hand as he headed back inside.

Atobe marched right up to Ryoma and pulled on his arm hard until the brat was against him and the door. " This!" Atobe announced as his mouth closed over Ryoma's hard. He almost grunted his approval when Ryoma opened willingly under the pressure of his mouth. They stayed that way for a while, as each tried to overtake the other through the kiss it was a tie Atobe supposed. When they broke out of the kiss, each took a few breaths away from each other before Ryoma opened the door and went in. Raking a hand through his perfect hair, Atobe let out a soft curse as he went in as well. The lust was just too much!

Ryoma frowned as he washed his face in the bathroom. He had given in way to easy again…the worst part was he enjoyed that hard kiss he had just shared with the monkey. He was quite good at that technique…Ryoma supposed that made up for his annoying nature a bit. Ryoma swallowed slightly as he wondered if the heart racing kisses and yearning was just a side effect for spending too much time in the company of the monkey king.

'I hope it is…or else I may have a hard time living past this week!' Ryoma thought tiredly. He just wanted to take a shower and go to sleep until dinner now. It was too bad Atobe decided it wasn't going to go that way…

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Ryoma groaned as his legs wrapped around Atobe's waist as he sped his pace. Instead of sleeping, Ryoma found himself blow Atobe moaning and groaning as he pumped into Ryoma's body. He found that his body was able to stand this kind of torture without too much or a side effect besides that fact that his ass would be irritated in a few hours. Ryoma sucked in a quick breath as he felt Atobe slid past his prostate hard.

"Like that brat?"

"What does it look like?" Ryoma scowled out as he pulled Atobe in for a battling kiss. They had been at this for almost an hour already and still it seemed Atobe had a lot of prowess left.

'Sometimes he's amazing…' Ryoma thought as he felt Atobe release within him and collapse on top for the second time in that hour they played. Threading his hand through Atobe's hair, he decided to diagnose his attachment to Monkey king tomorrow…because he was just simply too tired right now…


A/N: Well! That ends this chapter and the next chapter will cover their last whole day together! Leave a review and perhaps this story may be one that's updated in the next mass release!