The Sun Will Shine Through

Author Note: GOMEN! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been kinda busy and then when I have time…I forget to write more to my stories, so, gomen again!

No Prince of Tennis characters are mine, strictly the plot. I own NO Prince of tennis characters.

"talking"
'thoughts'

"This is perfect Syuu, but how did you get this all set up?" Ryoma asked as he looked around at the picnic that was set up oh so beautifully. Including the the lights that hung in the secluded part of the park Fuji took him too; the candles laid out on the picnic blanket along with the soft music coming from the little radio sat next to the basket that was producing the wonderful aroma of…well he couldn't tell what exactly, but it sure smelt good.

"It wasn't that hard, I just asked my nii-chan to do it. She owed me a favor anyways. So, are you hungry?" he asked.

"Hai! What are we eating?" Ryoma asked, in that oh so cute voice of his, as he locked his eyes onto the basket producing the mouth-watering aroma.

Fuji chuckled, "Eager, aren't we?" He looked down at Ryoma, gazing into his eyes. "It's a pasta. A special recipe my Okaa-san's grandmother passed down to my nii-chan, who taught me how to cook it. It's hard to describe the taste, but if I had to use one word it'd be: delectable." Fuji said all this without once ever taking his gaze off of Ryoma, he noticed a blush tinting his little prince's cheeks, and chuckled lightly, guiding him over to the blanket.

"Wow, that's amazing. I can't wait to try it!" he said with a small smile on his face, gazing all around him. He watched as Fuji pulled everything out of the basket: plates, chopsticks, ponta!, tea, and finally, the pasta. It looked as good as it smelled, covered in a light brown sauce, sprinkled with what seemed to be a variety of cheeses on top of it… He couldn't wait to actually try it!

"Here you go Ryo!" Fuji said as he placed a plate in front of him, and began to dish his own self one as well. Ryoma just gazed at the pasta on his plate, he couldn't wait to try it… "Are you going to try it, or just look at it?" he said, his voice filled with amusement.

"Oh, uh, haha…woops." He said sheepishly, grabbing his chopsticks and picking up some noodles. He put them into his mouth and chewed slowly…"Sugoi!" he shouted, placing another bite in his mouth. Fuji laughed quietly at this.

"I'm glad you like it." He said, voice filled with emotion as he began his own meal. They continued on eating and chatting.

"Your right, that was delectable, even better than delectable, it was…well I can't think of word, but even better than delectable." Ryoma said, gazing up at the satr filled sky.

"I'm glad you liked it." he said, noticing some sauce on the corner of his Ryo's mouth. He began to crawl over to Ryoma, gazing right into his eyes, as he noticed the sweet face turning the color of a cherry.

Then…he licked the sauce off.

! IMPORTANT AUTHOR NOTE !

Okay, so, I know that was short but that's because I need your guy's opinion on something, should I move this fic into M status and add some lemon? 'Cause I could do that right now, but I want to know what the people who actually read this want. So, LET ME KNOW! There'll be a poll on my profile for a vote. After 10 votes I'll update. Okay? Okay, so please update! Oh and sorry for the crappy/weird cliffhanger thing :P lol