Title: Meeting.
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Akutagawa Jirou.
Prompt: 56. Breakfast.
Word count: 1302
Rating: Teen. Language.
Summary: Jirou wakes up feeling safe.
Standard disclaimer applies.
15/100
"Time to wake up, Atobe." Jirou whispered and pulled a stray hair from the silver haired man's face as they both were lying all tangled up in Keigo's very spacious bed.
"It's Keigo." Atobe mumbled and snuggled closer to the warmth in his bed, he had his face in the crook of the strawberry blonde's neck as the other one was laying on his back.
"What?" Jirou was dumbfounded, first that his captain wanted him to use his first name and then there was the fact that he was snuggling with Jirou. The sleeping beauty of Hyotei giggled, a manly giggle, yes there is such a thing as a manly giggle.
"Ore-sama's name is Keigo, use it." Atobe's breath tickled the sensitive skin of Jirou's neck.
"I will, Keigo. I didn't know that you are such a snuggler." Jirou said and began the task of untangling himself from the silver haired man that was still tired and wanted more sleep.
"No." Atobe said and dragged Jirou back to his arms and mumbled:
"You're warm."
"Keigo… you have a breakfast meeting in an hour with all of us from Hyotei- do you want to be late?" Jirou said sarcastically.
"If it means that you'll stay in bed with me." Atobe joked, looking at the red haired man.
"Hentai." Jirou laughed, it felt really good to laugh like that. Jirou needed the company of Atobe today, he made the strawberry blonde feel comfortable.
"About yesterday…" Atobe began and opened one eye to look at the beautiful man beside him.
"Mhm… What do you want to know?" Jirou's mood darkened abruptly.
"Everything. Then we can have breakfast with out this cloud hanging over our heads." Atobe sat up and looked down at the man next to him.
"I met up with Kikumaru Eiji from Seigaku. We had a walk together and talked, you know we are close friends right?" Jirou began and Atobe nodded approvingly.
"We stopped at the vending machine a little bit away from the street courts and had a drink. I told him about me meeting up with Yukimura from Rikkai and told him that I was more interested in men. And that someone like Seichii would never notice someone like me. Well he did, he was standing behind me…. Ah! I have to call Eiji!" Jirou gasped.
"So you told the acrobat about your preference and that sneaky bastard was behind your back?" Atobe clarified with a short nod from Jirou.
"Eiji left me alone with Yukimura and he kissed me." Jirou stated turning away from his silver haired captain and knight in shining armour.
"Kissed you, like a peck or?" Atobe asked jealously.
"Like full force, tongues battling and heavy breathing." Jirou answered and was still looking away from his captain, whom leaned over Jirou and said:
"I'm not mad, disgusted nor angry. I want to know what happened and make it a little better if I can." Atobe brushed his well manicured fingers over Jirou's upper arm.
"He said we needed to talk and we did… at his house… then… then…" Jirou felt the tears burn in his eyes, the man took a deep shuddering breath and continued:
"His parents came home and we had dinner together. Seichii wasn't feeling good so he went to bed. His father and I were left alone… he… he… he said that I wasn't good enough…." The last words were said in such a quiet voice that Keigo wouldn't have heard them if something else was sounding.
"He said that I shouldn't be there, he threw me out. But I have a feeling that Seichii felt the same way…" Jirou felt a tear falling down his cheek and land on the white pillow that he had his head against.
"Then you called me…" Atobe guessed, rubbing the crying man's back softly and the other man nodded, Keigo continued:
"You did the right thing, and now it feels better?"
"Mhm." Jirou nodded and Atobe stretched saying:
"Ore-sama always knows best, that is why Ore-sama is the captain of Hyotei."
"Show of." Jirou said and tossed a pillow at the growling man.
"Come on… Ore-sama will not be late…" Keigo smiled and tossed the pillow back.
Both men laughed and Jirou was offered some clothes from Atobe's wardrobe, a simple shirt and he put on the blue jeans from the day before. Together they went to the dining room and took a glass each of the freshly pressed citrus juice and Atobe sat down at the end of the table. Jirou looked his usual spot three chairs down, Keigo looked at the confused man and said:
"You are supposed to sit on my right side Jirou."
"But that's the place Mukahi has…" Jirou said quietly.
"He lost the privilege last week when he had an indiscretion." Atobe said and a butler pulled out the first chair on Keigo and Jirou sat down. Both of them were hungry and Jirou's stomach growled. Both men laughed and the other players from Hyotei started coming one by one, first out was Oshitari.
"What indiscretion are we talking about?" Jirou looked over at the blue haired man that had joined them.
"Ore-sama will not tell you." Atobe said and gobbled down a glass of prune juice before the others arrived while Jirou laughed.
"What are you laughing about?" Keigo shot a glare at Jirou who answered smiling:
"Keigo, you are just like an old man… prune juice?"
"Ore-sama has a very sensitive stomach." Keigo huffed and Oshitari looked from Jirou to Atobe wondering what had happened to make these two so friendly. Just last week Atobe was stealing glances at Jirou when he was sleeping, not daring to talk to the man. Yuushi shrugged and proceeded to pick up a toast and after a couple of short preparations such as adding butter and cheese he started munching on it still noticing the less tension between the two men sharing a table with him. The strange interaction became even weirder when Oshitari realized that the shirt Jirou was wearing was actually Atobes. Yuushi shrugged and pushed his glasses a little further up his nose. A few minutes passed and Mukahi, Hioshi, Kabaji, Choutaro and Shishido arrived all together joining the three men at Atobe's huge dining table.
"So let the meeting begin, we have a lot to discuss." Atobe said and they all were munching on their breakfast.
"I think that Hioshi and I need some more practice time but not against Choutarou and Shishido, there we have no chance." Mukahi said.
"I need to practice on my counters." Yuushi said glaring at Gakuto.
"Kabaji can probably help you with that." Atobe said and there was a 'Uss' heard from Kabaji, that was decided.
"Then Chou and I will train against Inui/Kaidoh from Seigaku, we met them yesterday and we actually want to play them." Shishido told the others who agreed easily.
"Ore-sama and Jirou will help Mukahi and Hioshi with their doubles and train our selves if we do need another doubles team for some reason." Atobe explained and the meeting continued with all them discussing the future of Hyotei while most of them, well everyone except Hioshi and Choutarou would be graduating soon, well more then six moths left but still they would not be playing there anymore after that.
"Jirou, didn't you have a phone call to make this morning?" Keigo reminded the sleepy man next to him.
"Ah! Yes, thank you Keigo." Jirou woke up from his hibernating by the table, getting questioning looks from everyone and Mukahi mouthed 'Keigo?' to his new doubles mate who shrugged.
"You can use the phone upstairs if you want." Keigo looked at the smiling man who nodded and bounced to the stairs, happy to be able to call Eiji.
Title: Comfort.
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters: Akutagawa Jirou.
Prompt: 96. Writers Choice: Stay.
Word count: 289
Rating: Teen.
Summary: A phone call.
Standard disclaimer applies.
16/100
"Eiji." The cheery voice on the phone answered.
"Eiji, it's Jirou." The sleepy man squealed.
"Jirou! How did it go yesterday?" the chipper voice asked.
"Not good, Eiji, it got really bad." Jirou answered honestly with a sigh.
"Nya, Jirou…" Eiji whined.
"It all turned out okay, I'm at Keigo's house." Jirou almost whispered carefully looking around.
"Keigo, as in Atobe Keigo? Nya, Jirou!" Eiji gasped and then the conversation turned to Eiji and his love interest. Then Jirou realized that he had been gone for twenty minutes when a knock on the door sounded, Jirou quickly said a good bye to Eiji when he saw Keigo enter the room in his usual sparkly and bright manner.
"The others left after asking what was wrong with you." Keigo said as he sat down next to the yawning tennis player.
"You didn't tell them?" Jirou said, his eyes widened in horror.
"Ore-sama told them you got some bad news." Atobe urged Jirou to lie down in his lap, while the tv was making comforting sounds as they were talking and relaxing. The next day would be the clubs training session at the Atobe mansion like every Monday morning would be. First a run, approximately thirty minutes then practice rallying for an hour then stretching for twenty minutes. Their schedule was very predictable but Jirou liked the fact that he could have the same routines for the days, making it easier knowing when to be able to nap for a while.
"Do you wish to stay with Ore-sama for the time being?" Atobe asked the man with his head resting in his lap.
"Mhm. This is nice." Jirou admitted and opened his right eye to look at the silver haired man.
