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Lady Monozuki: Finally, an update for you guys. I apologize yet again. After next week, I should start a normal updating schedule. I just have to survive until then. Also, I'm getting ready to introduce two (maybe three) multi-chapter fics! I'm dtill going back and forth on two of them, so that's why I say maybe three. Anyway, thank you everyone for reviewing. You're all wonderful, thank you very much!
Chapter Ten: Vocabulary
He flipped through his tennis magazine once again. He was waiting for his boyfriend to finish his homework. Although they called his boyfriend a genius, Fuji took his time to do everything right. Ryoma sighed and shot another glance at his boyfriend, who wrote something down and then paused. Patience would never be one of his strong suits.
"Ne Ryoma," his boyfriend said, breaking the silence.
"Yes?"
"I can't recall a definition of an English word. Could you help me?"
"Sure, what's the word?"
"Ridiculous," Fuji stated.
He smirked. "Mada mada, Syuusuke."
"Yes, yes, now what's the definition?"
"Unreasonable, not sensible or acceptable or silly and amusing," he said.
"Right, thanks for the help."
The silence elapsed once more, leaving him to be bored once again. He was just about to open another tennis magazine when his boyfriend spoke again.
"Do you think ridiculous describes me well?"
His first reaction was to tell him no, but then he started to think about it. When Syuusuke had first tried to court him, he went about t the most embarrassing way possible. Even now, he did things that were unacceptable in his eyes. He felt his boyfriend staring at him. A shiver ran down his spine.
"Well, Ryoma?" his boyfriend asked in a low voice.
Before he could answer, soft lips pressed against his. Yes, his boyfriend was ridiculous, but he wouldn't admit that out loud. After all, it was those methods that made him fall in love with Fuji.
~End~