A/N notes: It took a while, but I'm back! And with two chaps if everything went smoothly XP Own warning for this & the next chapter is a lil bit of angst and OOCness (Ryoma atleast) *sweatdrop* anyway, enjoy! Free your minds…I know I have ^ ^

Disclaimer: Not mine.

Warning: for yaoi and spoilers (ep. 39-)…did I forget something…in that case I'll warn u in the next chapter!

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Chapter 4

Damn him, was the only thought on Ryoma's mind, as he glared at the tensai only a few feet away.

That smile he was receiving was nervcracking, as well as tempting and teasing.

"Regulars, gather up!"

Ryoma sighed a relief gathering up with the rest of the regulars. The other team members were ordered to clean up and then they were dismissed. The young boy froze where he stood as a familiar scent took over his senses.

Ryoma could no longer hear what Ryuzaki-sensei was talking, the only thing he understood were those elegant fingers tenderly running up and down slowly on his back. Fuji was standing too close to him for anyone alse to notice, and his kouhai was silently thanking all the gods for that.

As the meeting was over Ryoma made his way, quickly parting from Fuji's touch, towards the locker room.

Fuji gave a brighter smile, seeing the reaction of his kouhai.

"Fuji!" he suddenly heard Eiji say. "Mou, Fuji! I saw that smile!" Fuji just tilted his head, with an innocent look, as if he didn't understand what his best friend was saying. "Don't act all innocent! Who were you eyeing with that dangerous look?! Are you playing something again, nya!?"

Fuji's smile became warm and assuring. "Now where is Oishi?"

Eiji turned beat red, looking like he could explode. "Fuji!! I knew it! You are so mean!" the acrobatic player shouted over his shoulder before getting a hold of Oishi and, as if protecting him from great danger, dragged him away mumbling an excuse about wanting ice cream.

Fuji looked after them leaving before entering the locker room.

Takashi had long gone left, Tezuka was almost ready changing into his school uniform and Inui and Kaidou were no where to be seen, they probably had left right away...training! Fuji thought as he took a look around, spotting Ryoma in front of his locker. The tensai mused at the smaller boy's reaction seeing him watch him. Ryoma hesitated with removing his shirt yet, but since Tezuka was there he knew Fuji couldn't do anything without a fear for 20 laps.

"Tezuka, I can lock up today. You don't need to wait for us." Fuji's voice sounded sweet as he received an agreeing nod from his captain. Ryoma gaped as Tezuka placed his bag over his shoulder and left the door, leaving him alone with Fuji.

"Listen Fuji-senpai, I don't think we should continue-" Ryoma started. Damn that Momo-senpai! If he hadn't tried to persuade him into getting a hamburger later, Ryoma would have had more time to leave, avoiding situations like this with Fuji.

"You said you wanted to continue." Ryoma looked up at Fuji not really sure what they were talking about. "With what we were doing at my house."

"I didn't mean-" the younger boy started, realizing it wouldn't help any. "Didn't we continue already? When you came over with my tennis bag."

"Saa, that was only the beginning, Ryoma-kun."

"Stop calling me that, and stop doing this-" once more the young tennis player was interrupted, as Fuji slammed him against his own locker and devoured his lips. Ryoma let out a sigh in defeat, that actually sounded more like a moan.

Before he knew it he was returning Fuji's kiss, and his own hands gripping Fuji's back tight trying to pull him closer than humanly possible. That amused the tensai very much, and he broke the kiss, moving down to the other boy's neck.

Sucking down on it he forced quiet moans out of his receiver, and to add the effect (or pressure if you were Ryoma) Fuji bit down hard claiming his little prey as his by marking him with a hickey.

Ryoma couldn't hold all the sounds bubbling up inside of him and gave in moaning. Fuji's mouth widened into a smile nobody really had seen before, hearing Ryoma gently, as if he was ashamed, whisper Fuji's name.

Fuji on the other hand loved his name on Ryoma's lips and decided he would want to hear it more often in the future, and not always so quietly spoken either.

The younger boy was overwhelmed with the pleasure he was given, it wasn't before he felt strong hands grab a hold of his school belt that he remembered where he really was. In the school locker room with Fuji…just like in his dream.

Maybe it was panic that took over him, he started wondering how come he was uncomfortable with being this close to Fuji although he actually was enjoying it.

This was nonsense, Ryoma decided, roughly pushing Fuji away from himself. The tensai gave him a quizful look.

"Fuji-senpai. Gomen." he stated, throwing on his regular shirt followed by the regular jacket.

"Saa, I understand if you're not comfortable with it now, especially in here." The smile was back on. Ryoma gave him a trademark glare, placing his cap on the ruffled hair.

'This time I'll finish it!' Ryoma thought answering coldly. "This is not a joke, I mean it! I'm sorry, but I don't swing that way."

"You just did." The face never showing any sign of expression.

"I gotta go. I'll see you the day after tomorrow, " Ryoma said, picking up his bag and opening the door. "…at practice. Don't forget to lock up."

"Souka, I won't." came the answer, leaving Ryoma momentarily wondering if they were talking about the same thing this time.

Closing the door after him, the younger boy congratulated himself for being resonable in such a critical situation and turned to walk. He had to admit though, that if it wasn't for the fact that he already had experienced the same scene once in his dreams he would most likely have ended up in bed with Fuji…or on the floor, or the bench, or…- He had to stop! No more of these hormonic childish feelings! He had been perfectly fine before they had showed up and he would be better off when they passed!

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Fuji seemed fine, Ryoma thought gazing over the court. He didn't look like he minded, but with Fuji you just never knew. He hadn't really speaked to Ryoma more than he had to, but when he did he was still as nice and polite as ever before. Ryoma's eyes widened as a ball flew past him, looking over his shoulder he saw a mark outside the court.

Ryoma had scored a point without lifting a hand, even though it was Fuji's service game. The shorter guy's eyes widened and returned then his gaze to his opponent. He blamed himself for not having concentrated, not that it would do much of a difference if the prodigy would continue serving balls that went out. Especially since Ryoma was leading 5-4 in their match, that had been interrupted by the rain earlier.

A short while later, Ryoma had won. 6-4. Fuji hadn't took one game during the half match.

Ryoma made his way to the net, where Fuji was already standing.

"It was a complete loss." he smiled, extending his hand.

The younger tennis player gave him an annoyed look. He wanted to slap his senpai for not playing more seriously, but instead he found himself grabbing a hold of the front of Fuji's shirt, making the boy lean down in surprise and then crush his lips upon his.

Harshly Ryoma deepened the kiss, before suddenly breaking it."There. Now play me seriously! No more of that spaced outness anymore, got it!?"

Fuji's surprised look turned into a satisfied and a warm smile."Hai." he replied cheerfully.

Ryoma let go off his shirt and turned his back against him, walking back to position again. "We'll start from where we were interrupted then, 4-3, my service game!"

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Ryoma opened his eyes. 'Not again!' he sighed. This would not stop. He was actually surprised he hadn't had another dream earlier, not that he missed them…did he?! The little tennis genius sighed again, knew what he had to do.

"Nya! Fuji, could I borrow your notes?!" the red-headed Eiji begged.

Fuji smiled a mixture of tease and warmness "Of course. Too busy with a certain vice-captain to do homework?"

"EH!? Arigato, I'll return these after recess!!" Eiji bounced off his seat and out of the class room to find a private spot to write down Fuji's answers and at the same time avoid the person in question.

Fuji gave a sigh. "Guess I'll just have to realize playing and social life don't mix." he smiled for himself, before turning his gaze out the window.

"Fuji-senpai." Fuji turned to face Ryoma.

"Oi, oi, now what's this? Wasn't I supposed to see you first at practice tomorrow?" he teased. "Do you want me to have a match with you?"

"Iye, I…came to ask you something…" the other boy started, gazing through the room to see if anybody was listening to their conversation. Luckily for him the class room was almost empty.

"Ask away." came the carefree reply. Ryoma looked like he doubted his decision for a while.

"Fuji-senpai…would you go out with me?"

Fuji thought he was ready for anything Ryoma could possibly ask, he had even guessed that Ryoma would start doing the denial about the time he did, if not sooner, but this caught the tensai off guard.

"Huh? I'm not totally sure I understand." he quickly regained himself.

"As in a date. Would you like to go?"

The tensai cocked his head to the side. "But just yesterday you told me you weren't interested in guys."

Ryoma swallowed, feeling like it was his pride he was swallowing. "I'm not really. Just in you."

The younger guy waited for his senpai to pick that confession up and play with it for his fun, instead he got no reaction at all.

"Then I would very much like to go." Fuji then said, showing a slightly victorious smile."After school at the gates again?"

"H-hai." Ryoma answered as he realized that the class room was quickly being filled up students and that he would be late for his own class.¨

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A/N notes : Feedback is welcome XD and sorry for the messed up chapter system of mine, I honestly had trouble with deciding where chapter 4 ends and 5 begins…thanks to all the reviewers!!