Note: My first Tenipuri fic, thus my characterization could be a bit off. I, hereby, apologize for it first. Not that I have written that many other fictions too. Please comment on it if it is not too much trouble.
Disclaimers:Prince of Tennis and all related things belongs to one named Konomi Takeshi. I am not named Konomi Takeshi, therefore they do not belong to me.
His day began innocently enough. At the sound of the alarm, he untangled himself from his sheets and slowly made his way to the bathroom. Then, he got his things ready, went into the kitchen. He ate the sandwiches left on the table and poured himself a glass of milk. Then, he was off on his way to the university.
Just as he stepped into his shoes and locked the door, his cell phone rang. "This is Echizen."
"Hai. . .Hai. . .No, I'm not going to be late. I am leaving now. . .Yada. . .you. . . . . .whatever."
That was Fuji Syusuke. He had been dating him for the last four years ever since they started having private tennis matches when he entered high school. Now, he was a first year in university, while Fuji was a third year in university. In fact, most of the Seigaku tennis team had ended up being in the university together, one way or another. Except for Inui, who went into a specialized institution, where he could do more of the data collection and the research that he enjoyed so much. With that, the institution was affiliated to the university, so they do see him around at times.
Fuji and Ryoma had been living together since the start of their school term. Fuji always went to the campus in the bright and early mornings to develop the next batch of his never ending photos. He made breakfast before he left and would call home when he took his first break of the morning. He would ask if Ryoma had taken his breakfast, if he would make it on time to his classes or make plans to have lunch together if Fuji was free.
Sometimes, it was helpful. Yet other times, more often than not, it was irritating. Helpful in the way that he would make sure Ryoma did not sleep his way through the day. Ryoma still had not broken his habit of sleeping through the sound of his alarm clock. It was irritating when Fuji called just to be an irritant. He knew his timetable as well as his own. However, on the days when Ryoma could sleep in, Fuji would call him just as the same. He would call him earlier than usual, only to claim ignorance when he blew off his top at him. There were times when he did not even pretend, he just made one of his seemly off-hand remarks before hanging up.
Today, Fuji wanted to have lunch together. Ryoma's "yada" did not matter much. Fuji would have his way, be it by gentle cajoling or whispered blackmail. Sometimes, Ryoma really wonder why he put up with him. His irk only seems to amuse Fuji more instead. Fuji would do things just to confuse him or anger him. If not for the comfortable feeling that he gives him when not being the sadist he usually was, Ryoma WOULD not have put up with him.
To be continued
Reposted, beta by Windy Hurrice!