Choutarou groaned as he lay in one of the infirmary beds. He was in pain and wanted nothing more than too just rest. The last thing on his mind was knowing he'd have to deal with his angry boyfriend. Just the thought of his dark haired boyfriend irritated him. It showed. Mukahi, who had been sitting by the bed, saw the scowl that crossed his mouth.

"You look mad," the red head said.

Looking at his senpai, Choutarou kept silent. He was mad. The silver haired boy was pissed off at Shishido. The brunette had no reason to attack him without even letting him explain. 'Even if I am in the wrong' Choutarou thought. He knew he was wrong for enjoying the kiss, but he felt the brunette was overacting at least a bit.

Mukahi realized he wasn't going to get an answer from the other. 'So now he wants to be stubborn' he thought. Changing the topic, he asked, "How are you?"

"Sleepy," the silverette muttered as he started to fall asleep.

The red head sat in the chair before getting up and heading to practice.

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By the time Choutarou woke up, practice was already over. At the end of his bed sat Shishido. The brunette wasn't wearing his usual hat. It was in his hand being squeezed violently.

"What are you here," the silver haired boy asked. His voice was cold. At the moment, Ryou was the last person he wanted to see.

Shishido flinched at the others cold voice. Looking into the silverette's eyes, he quickly looked away. Choutarou's usual warm eyes were expressionless and just as cold as his voice.

"I-I want to talk," he said nervously.

"Well I don't." The silver haired boy got off the bed and slid on his shoes. As he moved around, ignoring the other, Shishido watched every movement of his body. His body was still as he picked up his bag and tossed it over his shoulder.

The brunette watched as his boyfriend walked further away. Calling out to the silverette, he yelled, "Wait!"

Choutarou stopped, but didn't look back.

"Why did you kiss him?" The question was asked so quietly, the taller of the two nearly missed it.

There was a sigh. "He kissed me."

Shishido crossed his arms. "But you didn't exactly pull away."

'That kiss was too good to pass up' Choutarou thought. It was true. Even now he still had the feel of the red haired boy's lips. Shishido noticed that he hadn't gotten an answer. Glaring at the taller boy, he started up to the other.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Ootori turned around. As soon as he turned to look at the other, he got pulled down into a feverish kiss. Feeling pain on his mouth, the silver haired boy gripped his boyfriend's shoulders, pulling him off.

The glaring at him, the brunette said, "I'm not going to lose you to him."

He walked off, leaving a shocked teen. 'What just happened?' Choutarou wondered.

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Marui was having a pretty good practice. He spent most of the time, picking on Kirihara. The black haired blurted out that he had kissed Ryoma. When he heard, the pink haired boy couldn't help but mess with the other.

"Stop messing with me," Akaya muttered.

At the moment Marui was poking his cheek while making little gestures. He put his hand down and gripping the younger boy's cheeks. Pulling Kirihara's face near his face in an intimate way, Marui said, "I'm not doing anything to you."

Kirihara blushed as the other let him go and made kissing faces. He pushed the smaller boy away. "I thought you were dating each other, so why are you messing with me?"

Marui tilted his head innocently. "I never said we were dating."

He blew a piece of gum as he walked off. The pinkette had a singles match that was about to start. He asked Sanada if he could go against Shitenhouji's captain, and the vice captain allowed it. Marui could tell that Yukimura-buchou was a little upset that the pink haired boy had asked before him. Shrugging at the memory, Marui thought 'Oh well. Not my problem.'

As he walked onto the court, he looked to the other side. Shiraishi was staring at him. Though, for some reason, it felt like he wasn't really being looked at. Marui frowned then grinned. 'He won't be like that for long.'

(^-^): : : (^-^)

Shiraishi and all of Shitenhouji stared at Marui in shock. The pink haired boy was also shocked. Why? He managed to beat the brunette 7-3. 'I did not expect that' he thought. Slowly walking to the middle of the court to shake hands, he felt nervous. Bunta had no idea whether the captain was angry or not. 'I'm really hoping not.'

"Congrats," Shiraishi muttered softly as he took the smaller boys hand. "You're one of the few who has managed to beat me."

He was still in shock, but not as bad as before. Kuranosuke knew the reason he lost. During the whole match, he was watching the pinkette. Every little movement of his body or hair entranced him. The wind tangling through his wild hair, as he ran back and forth. The light footsteps of his feet as they move against the ground.

"Thanks," Marui said smiling at the taller of the two.

They shook hands, and walked off the court. As Marui left, Akaya walked onto the court. He was about to start his match with Senri. The curly haired boy was smirking, glad that he got one of the strong players.

Marui heard him tempted the tan boy. "Please go easy on me, senpai."

"Idiot," Bunta muttered as he sat on a bench a few ways from the court.

He looked up as he felt a shadow cover his sunlight. Standing in front of him, looking slightly nervous, was Shiraishi. For some reason the brunette reminded him of a little kitten. 'A kitten?' he thought. 'That's a first'.

"Yes?" he asked, a blush forming on his cheeks.

Coughing into his hand, Shiraishi asked, "Are you doing anything after school?"

The pinkette looked at him, and then thought about it. 'Do I have anything that needs to be done?' His thoughts went to his bedroom, which he needs to finish packing. Thinking about it, he only had a little bit left to pack.

Shiraishi was waiting calmly. He was hoping the other wouldn't be busy. Finally he got an answer.

"No, not really."

"Oh, good!" The brunette mentally slapped himself. 'That sound a little too happy' he thought. "I-I mean… that's nice."

Getting a feeling where the question was coming from, the pink haired boy stood up. Marui stood in front of the brunette and looked up at the other. He frowned, hating that he was so short.

"If you're not busy we can hang out," Marui said. He blew his gum and picked up his bag. Practice was over, so he started away from the school. The pinkette looked back at the brunette. "You coming?"

Shiraishi stared at him. 'He said yes' he thought, and then paused. 'Wait…I hadn't even asked him the question.' Spinning around, he started towards the shorter boy. In his mind, he was wondering if the pink haired boy was psychic.

After so many breaks, here's Chapter 14. The next Chapter is all about Kirihara/Ryoma.