"I can't believe you left me yesterday," Shishido said to Choutarou, the next day.
"Gomenasai," the silver haired boy said to his boyfriend. He felt guilty for leaving the other, but he couldn't help but think that yesterday was probably the most fun he'd had in years.
Shishido raised an eyebrow at the younger boy, "What did you do after we separated?"
'There's no point in lying' Choutarou thought. "I managed to find Kikumaru-san. He was crying so I took him out to eat to cheer him up."
The brown haired boy frowned. He wanted to say something, but kept silent instead. Inside his head, he was cursing the red haired boy. 'That bastard's trying to steal Choutarou from me'. His fist tightened at the thought.
"Oi heathens, Ore-sama told you to get back to practice," Atobe yelled.
"Right, buchou," Choutarou said. He ran off to start on his laps.
Shishido glared at Atobe, but followed behind his boyfriend. He wasn't happy that the violet haired captain cut-off their conversation. 'I'll talk to him after practice then.' However, he never got the chance. As soon as practice was over, Choutarou ran off as if you had somewhere important to be.
"Shishido!" Gakuto called out to him. "Where's Ootori going?"
"Ah, he did run off pretty fast," Oshitari said as he pushed his glasses onto his nose.
"I don't know," the brunette said. "He probably went to the music room."
While they were talking, they hadn't notice that the rest of the team were listening to their conversation. Especially Atobe Keigo. 'I think it's more than that', Hyotei's captain thought.
"I but he's seeing someone," Gakuto said with a grin on his face.
'Seeing someone?' Shishido thought. Then he remembered Eiji. 'He better not be going to see him.' Just the idea of the two together set him on edge.
"That's not funny," his Oshitari tells his red haired partner. Though, he wouldn't deny that it could be a possibility.
"We'll never know if we don't follow him, ah Kabaji," Atobe said, as he walked over to the group with the giant player behind him.
"Usu," Kabaji agreed.
"You mean spy on him," Oshitari pointed out.
As much as Shishido didn't like the idea, he wasn't fully against it either. 'If I follow him, then I'll know the truth' he thought.
"Shall we?" Atobe asked the brown haired boy. To the brunette, it sounded as if he really didn't have a say.
"I- I guess so, Shishido stuttered.
"Good! Let's go," Atobe yelled. Turning towards Hiyoshi, who was still practicing, he said, "Hiyoshi! You're in charge."
He then pointed at Kabaji and said, "Go get Jirou. Ore-sama is taking him with us."
Shishido couldn't help but think, 'This is going to end badly.'
…..
Marui came to practice tired. He had so much fun yesterday at the Ski Resort with Ryoma. The pinkette couldn't help but smile, as he remembered the sound of the younger boy's laughter. It was the first time he'd seen Echizen laugh, other than the time at the National tournament.
'We shouldn't have stayed up watching movies last night' he thought. His head was killing him. Not only did they stay up all night, but they had the music blasting from the radio. He had turned it on just to hear what was on the radio, and then heard one of his favorite songs. So happy to hear it, he had grabbed Ryoma by the wrist so that he could dance with him.
That had been a bad idea. Despite how good the younger boy was at tennis, he couldn't dance to save his life. That night, Marui tried to teach the other, but he kept getting injured. Ryoma kept accidently stepping on his foot. 'Which still hurts' Marui couldn't help but think.
"Marui sempai," Kirihara yelled as soon as he saw they pink haired boy.
Looking up at the dark haired boy, Bunta gave him a smile. "Akaya-chan."
Kirihara glared at him. He hated being called by, what he deemed, that 'ridiculous nickname'.
"You finally made it, puri," Niou said. Beside him was his doubles partner, Yagyuu. The purple haired boy's arm was being gripped by Niou.
"Ah," Marui said. He started walking with them to the courts.
Behind the pinkette, Kirihara was frowning at him. 'He doesn't seem to be acting weird' he thought. The dark haired boy really wanted to ask about yesterday, but then Marui would know he'd been spying on him.
Marui blew some gum, as he walked over to his partner Jackal. The dark skinned boy was leaning over, tying his shoe laces.
"Marui," he said, looking down at the pink haired boy.
"Jackal, how's your mom doing?"
"She's doing better."
Lately Jackal's mom had been in the hospital, due to cancer. Last time Marui had seen her; she was weak and had back problems. 'It's good to know' he thought. He wished for Mrs. Kuwahara's recovery.
"Everyone, to the courts!" they heard Sanada yell. The cap wearing vice-captain was standing next to Yukimura with a stern face. Once everyone gathered, he started telling them what their schedule was for the day. "Today we're going to do 30 laps around the court and then we'll have practice matches."
'Ugh laps' Marui thought. He was slow enough on his own, but now with a banged up foot, he was going to be slower. 'Just great.'
…
Ryoma was surprised when he found himself lying on the floor of his bedroom. 'How did I get down here?' he wondered. Sitting up, he ran his hand through his hair. He then felt a something furry rub across his arm. Looking down, he found Karupin staring up at him.
"Not now, Karupin," He said as he got up and rushed to put his tennis uniform on. "I'm late, so I'll play with you when I get home."
Karupin just watched him run out the room with his head tilted to the side in confusion. Ryoma ran downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Good to see your awake, seishounen," Nanjirouh said.
"Mada Mada," Ryoma said, as he stuffed a piece of toast in his mouth. He ran back out the kitchen and slid his shoes on.
"He's such a brat," Nanjirouh muttered.
Nanako giggled at her uncle and cousins interactions. 'They can be so silly sometimes' she thought. Hearing the front door close, she remembered that she hadn't given Ryoma his lunch. Again. She sighed and muttered, "Some things never change."
"Huh?" the brown haired man asked, not really paying attention to what she had said.
"It's nothing Oji-san," Nanako told him. As she turned around, she saw the magazine he was looking at behind his newspaper. Grabbing Ryoma's bento, she said, "Oji-san, go take Ryoma his lunch, or I'll have oba-san take your magazines away."
Hearing that, Nanjirouh stood up quickly and grabbed Ryoma's bento. He ran out the house think 'Not my magazines.'
