Title: Staying in Bed
Rating: T
Characters/Pairings: Ryoma, Atobe – Atobe/Ryoma
Word Count: 298
Warning(s): shonen-ai
Summary: Ryoma tries to keep Atobe from leaving. Theme 5: "I have to go."
A/N: Look at that, I had to bump the rating up. (Innuendo really, nothing physical yet. I blame it on Atobe.) Today I bring another pairing, that of royalty! And in case you've missed it before, you don't have to read all the ficlets. I'm just trying to write a little something for everyone. (Which is why I take requests that I never get around to.)

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Ryoma asked, feeling the bed rustle as the other occupant got out.

Atobe turned back to look at him. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm getting dressed." He opened his closet and disappeared inside.

Ryoma sat up glared. "You said you didn't have anything to do today. That's why I took today off from training. That's why I'm here and not back in the States. So why the hell would you be getting dressed?"

"Because I got a call and I have somewhere I need to be," Atobe replied, walking out of the closet dressed in suit. He sat on the edge of the bed, but Ryoma flopped down with his face in the pillow. "Look at me, Ryoma. I am sorry and I will make it up to you. Just be patient. But as long as Father's in charge, I don't have any say in the matter."

"Whatever. Just go away." Ryoma buried himself into the sheets, ignoring Atobe. Not able to leave it there, Atobe flipped him over and kissed him. That's what Ryoma had been waiting for.

He pulled Atobe onto the bed and rolled so Ryoma sat on top before deepening the kiss, tongues battling roughly against each other. He tried to pull the suit jacket off only to be stopped by a hand on his own.

"Ryoma," Atobe sighed, pulling away from the kiss and tossing the younger man off. "I have to go. Besides," he added with a smirk, "we don't need your moans echoing through the house, now do we?"

Ryoma frowned but let Atobe get up. "I'm not that loud."

Atobe raised an eyebrow. "Of course not. Tonight then, brat," he promised, "We'll see how loud you can really get."