Disclaimer: Ugh, I hate this part already!! I-do-not-own, do-not-sue-etc.

Warning: yaoi, possible spoilers & some OOC-ness, I'm afraid...

A/N : btw this story was R-rated for further chapters

Chapter 2

Fuji knew these next few weeks were gonna be fun. Although Fuji never took tennis too seriously, or ever played with his full strenght in a match, this last match with Echizen had awaken an interest inside of him. No matter how hard he was up, the younger boy would always catch up.

To Fuji this was a thrill, exciting and new. Even when he had been up against Tezuka, Fuji had never played this serious before. Maybe because when Fuji played Tezuka he didn't really care about winning or losing, since Tezuka still was a level higher than himself, and maybe also because it annoyed his captain slightly that the tensai didn't try his best to beat him.

Fuji was not interested in becoming pro, being a captain or anything else, except for being able to play Echizen again sometime soon. His guess was though that the younger boy was dying to play him again as soon as possible, since he didn't get to beat the prodigy, so Fuji decided to wait before he would let the two of them continue on their match.

Ryoma was even more annoyed now! It seemed as if he couldn't reach his senpai on any level. Ryoma had wanted to take action and get the smiling tensai on the court with him, but no matter how hard he had tried to make a 'conversation' (Ryoma muttering and Fuji turning everything he muttered around to his favor) or hint that they could hit the street tennis courts after practice, his sharp senpai seemed to be missing the point...everytime!

Couldn't Fuji-senpai just give him a break and say yes already?! As if it wasn't hard enough for the younger boy to be near the tensai because of his desturbing nightmares or fear that something he said would cause more of them. Well atleast now he had taken action and not avoided his senpai like he was afraid...his subconsciousness seemed to have understood that for he was not bothered by any dreams the following nights after that.

So how come he wasn't as happy as he thought he would be?!

"Fuji-senpai!" ...this time direct to the point, the young boy told himself. "Have a match with me, Iye, rather continue on the one that was interrupted!"

Fuji looked up from his notebook. "Hmm...who would have thought it was so urgent that Echizen would show up in my class for it..?"

Echizen didn't answer. He tried his best to keep his gaze focused on Fuji's closed eyes.

When the older boy realized that he would have to be the one to break the silence he gave out a soft chuckle before continuing.

"We have practice tomorrow, we can talk more about it there when you're not about to be late for your own class."

Echizen only glared for a while. "Meet me after school at the gates." he then said and hurried out before Fuji could think of a reply or an excuse not to show up.

Fuji opened his eyes, wearing an amused smile at the same time. "Hmm...I guess I'll just have to go with you this time..."

Ryoma stood outside the entrance of his school. Most of the students had already gone home. It was so typical of Fuji-senpai to make him wait and wonder if he would show up at all.

Ryoma sighed. He knew he hadn't exactly heard the other boy agree to his demand at meeting him after school, but if he would've waited Fuji could have turned the whole thing against him. Ryoma's plan was to talk as little as possible when having a 'conversation' with Fuji, hoping it could prevent his senpai from taking too much control.

The younger boy woke up from his thoughts, hearing light footsteps approach him from behind.

"Yo." he looked over his shoulder to see the smiling tensai and object of his thoughts. "Let's go then."

"Chotto." the younger boy turned around to meet the other one. "If we are to play, I have one condition."

"Condition?" Ryoma looked confused.

"Hai, Echizen, I will only play you a bit serious if you do this one thing for me."

'A bit!?' Ryoma screamed in his head. "What would you want me to do?" he then sighed in defeat.

Fuji smiled even brighter. "I get to hold your hand."

"Nani?" the younger boy almost flushed. Fuji came up to his side and grabbed his hand in his, noting that his kouhai wasn't gonna try to free himself.

"Fine, betsuni." Ryoma tried to hide how annoyed he sounded. It didn't help any when his senpai gave him a victorious smile, squeezing their hands tighter together.

"Let's go then, Echizen!"

Ryoma was speechless as he was dragged away by his senpai.

After a while of walking in complete silence and awkwardly holding hands (if you were Ryoma), the small tennis genius decided to be the one to break it.

"So, where are we going again? This is not the way to the tennis courts." he pointed out.

"So typical Echizen to know all the locations of all the courts...I was wondering when you were gonna figure it out."

Ryoma shot Fuji a small glare from under his cap.

"You're walking me home." came the answer. Ryoma's hand froze in Fuji's.

"N-nani?" he chocked. "We were gonna play tennis!"

"I never agreed to that."

"Yes, you did!" Ryoma shout. Fuji gave him a wink. "...no, you didn't" he then recalled.

"But you did!" Fuji smiled. "You agreed to let me hold your hand."

Ryoma bit his teeth together not to let out an frustrated groan. He had fallen into Fuji's trap, and yet he had a feeling that he wouldn't hit the ground anytime soon.

"Senpai." he muttered, hoping he would receive some mercy.

Fuji turned a smiling face his way. "Don't worry. I just left my rackets at home." he then chuckled.

Surprised Ryoma looked up at the older boy. "You can use one of mine."

"Thank you, Echizen, but we're soon there."

Ryoma didn't know if he could sigh a relief just yet. Apperantly he had caught his senpai's interest and that was never a good.

He kept telling himself that Fuji was only provoking him before the match, and that the other boy knew nothing about his nightmares or the fact that Ryoma had to put a lot of effort to look into his...closed eyes...not to mention try to act normal as he let Fuji hold his hand.

They arrived at the Fuji recidence, and the boy was dragged up to Fuji's room. Fuji stopped in front of his bed letting his bag down next to it and Ryoma right on it.

"You don't mind if I change first..." he smiled as he made his way towards the closet, noting a slightly flushed face on a confused kouhai.

"Fuji-senpai." the younger boy tried to think of something to say in order to avoid seeing Fuji take of his clothes. God knows what that could do to inspire more nightmares.

"Nande?" he received yet another smile. When Ryoma didn't say anything Fuji advanced closer to the bed. "Do you wanna change too?"

"Iye, I just...don't have much time." Ryoma was proud he come up with an answer despite the fact that Fuji's eyes were open and it felt like he was looking right through him, seeing everything he didn't want him too see.

"And yet you invited me to a match." the amused answer came.

"I was gonna beat you quickly, since there wasn't so much of the match left." Ryoma said in his usual provoking way, looking up at the other boy with his usual smirk and determined eyes.

Fuji gave a chuckle. "Assaulting your senpai are you?"

Ryoma jerked at that last comment. Fuji rarely reminded him to respect your elders.

"I think you should make it right now." Fuji continued when Ryoma didn't say anything. The younger boy tensed as he felt fingers travell up his left arm, and Fuji hoovered over even closer.

He felt Fuji place his free arm on the bed next to him for support, while the other one was continuing up his shoulder and finally under his chin, lifting it higher. Ryoma flushed as his face was only an inch or two away from the tensai's.

Ryoma wanted to protest but he couldn't manage to breathe a single word. He heard a soft chuckle, even more amused than the previous ones and felt soft lips seal his own.

Ryoma's mind screamed to him to wake up, this was a nightmare after all! It was just a dream...he wasn't waking up, dammit!!

Fuji wasn't breaking the kiss, so Ryoma carefully placed his hands on his senpai's chest, gently pushing him away. It was bad to irritate Fuji, and he didn't want to disrespect him again either!

"I- I need to go. I'm gonna be late, I gotta-" Ryoma explained panicking a bit. Fuji was still leaning too close for him to move, so Ryoma had to push himself against Fuji before slipping away.

"What about the game?" the smiling boy asked, eyes closed again.

"Eh, we can do it some other time!" Ryoma replied quickly before fleeing the room.

"Yes, we will." another amused smile.

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A/N : back!! that took a while insert sweatdrop here

thanks for all the reviews!! please continue with that, and thanks for not biting my head off at my first try out.

fuji's game is just getting started...so i'm afraid this will be a lil longer story

i just LUV fuji/ryoma almost as much as tezufuji, but that one's a more difficult thing to write, so i thought i'd start out this way, not that ryoma (nor fuji) are easy to write...okay nuf about this. i'll try to be creative and update soon! Ja!