A/N notes: *quotes Fuji* this is the end, Ryoma-kun! So I ended up with this as the last chapter, and it's very unlikely I will countinue on this story anymore *sweatdrop* I've already wrote a longer story than originall planned, but here's the thing; things never go as planned if you're me! Thanks for everyone who's R&R!! I luv u guys *huggies* I will try to be inspired and get a new story up ASAP.
Warnings: spoilers, slash and OOCness
Disclaimer: not you again!!
Chapter 9
"Which?" Ryoma asked holding the tip of his racket.
"Smooth." Fuji smiled. The racket landed to Fuji's favor.
"We'll play two games as a warm up, before continuing on the match, okay!?" the younger tennis player said, positioning himself on his side of the court. "And no disappearing tsubame gaeshi serves…"
Fuji gave him a smirk."You won't provoke me into using it." he replied and Ryoma's eye gave a tiny twitch in annoyance. They started their warm up, and from outside the court it would have seemed as if they were playing together more than playing against each other. The two warm up games ended up in a tie.
Ryoma bounced the ball against the ground. Fuji noticed the twist serve stance immediately. The shorter boy caught the ball in his hand and lifted his gaze towards Fuji.
"Play me seriously." he demanded and threw the ball up hitting a twist serve.
Fuji swifted position and returned the ball easily. Ryoma was definitely not holding back, he noted and beamed a smile. 'Maybe I'll just have to show him my serious side.' the tensai thought, admitting to himself that the younger boy had earned it. 'This will be fun…maybe we'll even get to finish this one.'
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Ryoma was sure about it now, Fuji was not only playing him seriously, he was playing with him…Again! It had been an hour since they had started the match from the score of 4-3, with Fuji leading, and so far they had both taken only one game each.
Was this what it was like to play the real tensai?! It was like his senpai was provoking him to increase his speed to try and break Fuji's pace, that ruled over the match.
"Are you tired, Ryoma-kun?" the mocking voice from the other side of the net came. Ryoma shot the person in question an annoyed look.
"Show me that move!" Ryoma replied instead.
"Aren't we edgy?" Fuji mocked again, returning the ball. "If I take this game I'll win. Are you sure you don't need a break?"
"I'm fine." the other boy muttered returning the ball again.
"What do you say about stakes?"
"Stakes?" the younger boy asked, hitting the ball.
"Hai. If you win you will get something, and if I win I'll get something…or someone." Fuji said opening his blue eyes and letting them peer provokingly at the boy on the other side of the court.
"Stop talking so much!" the irritated answer was.
"Is that a no?" the tensai didn't let the subject drop.
"Y-a-d-a." Ryoma made his point clear.
"Some other time perhaps…" Fuji then sighed sounding disappointed and scored another point. Ryoma looked at the mark on the court after the last ball, turning his gaze back at the prodigy he could see the usual smile taking place under piercing blue eyes.
The smaller boy forced his concentration back on the player in front of him. Two more points and he would lose. Ryoma couldn't find any weaknesses in Fuji's game, no matter how hard he looked. There was no way of shaking his opponent from his game.
A smirk formed on the young tennis genius' lips. "Mada mada dane!"
Fuji jerked lightly at the sudden change on the boy, studying his expression with interest.
Ryoma served another twist serve, which Fuji easily returned.
"Hmm…wonder what you have thought of now…another counter perhaps?" the tensai teased returning another one of Ryoma's shots.
"Inui might not be getting data on you, but he has never dated you." the answer was. They continued rallying.
"Maa, maa, and you have?"
"I've atleast been close enough." Ryoma answered running to catch another ball. "In a more private atmosphere I would definitely use my new method to seal your counters!"
"Really and what is that?" Fuji chuckled.
"You wanted stakes, right?! It would be typically of you to lure me into a game where you lose one piece of clothing each time you lose a point."
Fuji's eyes widened. He was a bit shocked Ryoma would shout something like that over the court to him, but he thought the idea sounded interesting and made a mental note to try it out someday.
"And how would that help you?"
"Since you couldn't resist the idea of me running around in my underwear, and that will make you lose focus on the game!" Ryoma replied and scored a point. Fuji watched the ball in the corner of his eye.
"40-30." Ryoma then said provokingly. His senpai scanned him, and Ryoma felt like the older boy was stripping him naked with his gaze.
"Now you made me horny." the blue-eyed boy murmured and Ryoma returned to serve again. "That means I'll have to end it quickly."
"You can try." the answer from across the net was.
"Hurry up and serve!" Fuji smiled, his eyes glaring hungrily at the smaller boy.
The twist serve was returned faster than ever. Ryoma had to struggle to reach up to his senpai's new pace and before he knew it Fuji had scored another point.
"40-all." Fuji smiled wickedly.
'Damn him.' the shorter boy bit his teeth together and served again. He managed to pull Fuji into a rally.
"Where did the psychological attacks go?" Fuji asked, receiving only a glare and a ball from his kouhai. "I thought you were doing so well with them. You know you are quite creative!"
Still not getting a reply Fuji lobbed the ball. "Was those secret fantasies of yours?"
Ryoma was taken aback by the question, and the sudden challenge from his senpai. Irritated the boy smashed the ball, so that it hit the top of the net before Fuji returned it with his higuma otoshi.
"Because, I always thought they would be tennis related." the tensai then smiled and Ryoma held his breath as the ball hit the ground behind him, bouncing off the court.
"You thought you were countering me, how cute." Fuji said turning around to face the smaller boy. "I was countering you."
The younger boy remained still, rooted to the court.
"Can I buy my loser a drink?" the tensai then said breaking the silence, letting his eyes close and his normal smile maintain itself on his face again.
"How?" the younger boy asked. "You couldn't possibly have picked it up from there, how did you unseal the higuma otoshi?"
Fuji beamed an innocent smile. "Hi-mi-tzu." he murmured and added. "Don't forget, you wanted to play me seriously." Fuji walked around the net to Ryoma's side of the court and grabbed a hold of his hand. "Come on, senpai's treat!"
Fuji lead the smaller boy off the court and got him a ponta. Ryoma was just about to drink when he felt the other boy's hand grab a hold on his left hand, bringing both the hand and the drink to his lips taking a sip.
"F-Fuji-senpai!" he groaned in annoyance, glaring at the tensai.
"Ah, do you mind? I was also kind of thirsty."
Ryoma released himself from the older boy. "Get your own drink." he muttered before drinking as well.
"Eh? That was rude, since I just bought you one." Fuji teased, letting out an amused chuckle. "Ne, do you want to have another match with me soon?"
"Eventually I will beat you." Ryoma muttered, throwing the now empty can in the nearest trash bin.
"Saa, but until then we'll have plenty of fun…Maybe I'll just have to evolve on my own and keep you at a distance from that ever happening." his senpai replied, stepping up even closer to his kouhai, and changing the subject. "Can I interest you in a date?"
"Isn't this the date?" Ryoma answered bored.
"Don't agree to it, if you don't think you can handle it." Fuji then continued and hinted to the younger boy that he wasn't just talking about a single date anymore. Ryoma looked up at the smiling face.
"Betsuni." he said as nonchalanct as he could muster after starting to date Fuji, and let the pleased tensai hug his arm and drag him away.
Game and match. Fuji.
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A/N: okeidokie, thanks a lot, and please R&R also for this last chapter! This was a very nice experience for me, one I've wanted to do for a while now! Thanks for not biting my head off ;)
