A/N : ::tam tam:: I finally did it! I updated! ::does cartwheel:: Sorry for the wait, but now I finally got together the MomoRyoma one. And I'm also sorry that the previous InuiKaidoh was so short, I tried out to continue on the scene where I left it off, but it didn't make any sense ::sweatdrop::

About the SaekiFuji relationship: well, you may take it anyway you want it. It's your mind, after all ;D but I kinda wanted to picture them as flirty friends, not ex-lovers or soon-to-be-lovers. There's this special thrill I get from Saeki and Fuji together all flirty and if they'd really go all the way in this fic I believe it could kill the thrill and the flirty bond they share now.

They sort of flirt as if they'd want each other (and they might! Nobody knows…) but knowing that nothing deeper should and could ever happen! That's how I've pictured it for now, but you can have your own. As long as you're satisfied ;D

Okay, I don't make any sense now either, so I'm just gonna disclaim that I don't own PoT or anything else besides these stories I've wrote about them…and some stuff I've collected, not that they were mine from the beginning either ::christmas depression::

Chapter 4: Momo x Ryoma

Fuji entered the locker room, finding it almost deserted.

"Good morning, Fuji-senpai."

"Good morning." Fuji replied cheerfully to the black-haired junior and made his way over to his locker, starting to change his clothes. "Thank you for last time."

"Nah, it was nothing!" Momo gave a big grin and placed one hand behind his head. "I just feel bad for Kawamura-senpai. The depression and all."

"Mmm, me too. But I think that problem is solved." Fuji replied, taking off both of his shirts.

"Why do you say that?" Momo asked, looking slightly confused.

"Well then, what about you?" Fuji changed the topic.

"Me?" Momo said pointing at himself.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" Fuji countinued, smile sharper than before. Momo felt as if he was being emptied of all of his most intimate dreams, and there was a lot of them! "There must be some way I can repay you. Somehow to show you my graditude."

Momo backed up a bit and although Fuji wasn't moving it still felt like the tensai was coming closer to him than anyone had ever been. Absently Momo's eyes fell on the pale skin on those wrists.

"There's no need, I was glad to be…of assistance." Dammit what was he doing alone in the locker room with Fuji? Why wasn't anyone walking in on them? He liked Ryoma! But on the other hand he was quite taken that Fuji was showing an interest in him.

"A-ah, Fuji-senpai, I do get it that you are grateful!" Momo said, hands waving in front of him and doing other nervous gestures. But Ryoma didn't seem to even notice him, maybe one time with Fuji could make him forget about that little brat! Or make Ryoma jealous…mwhahahahaa.

But could he do it? Momo's eyes wandered from Fuji's wrists over to the senior's chest. How had he never before noticed how pretty Fuji was. So muscular, but still so slender. /All those curves and me with no breaks./

Yeah, hell why not? A little experience could never hurt and he was single…but was Fuji?

Fuji gave a small frown, noticing Momo's stare. What was the boy doing? "Maybe there is someone I could get you for Christmas?" Fuji suggested innocently.

"Uh-huh. Absolutely." came the absent answer.

Fuji's smile became brighter as he understood Momo was captured staring at his chest. /How flattering…/ he thought. "And who would that be?"

"Huh?" Momo snapped back to reality.

"You just asked me to give you our freshman for you to counter him." Fuji smiled.

Momo blushed furiously. What had he blurted out to Fuji?! "No, I didn't mean it quite like that…"

"Oh?" Fuji didn't let him get away that easily.

Momo gave a defeated sigh. "I guess I like him…But I'd never molest him! I mean, not that I've ever thought of molest-" Momo blushed furiously. "A-anyway…"

Fuji shot a comforting smile, telling him to continue. "Is he straight?"

"I don't know…I don't think Ryoma even knows it himself, or cares! He doesn't seem to like girls. But Ryoma, I mean Echizen! Echizen would never even notice that I'm interested…" the junior's voice faded. It was amazing how Momo was able to go from hyper mode directly to depressed in an instant.

"Maybe he needs an eye-opening." Fuji cleared his throat, taking control over the conversation again.

Momo lifted his head and looked up at him. "There's something you should know! Tezuka-buchou wants you. He sort of knows what happened…"

Fuji cut in. "Yes, I know. I saw him."

"So…you spoke to him." Momo said, embarrassed that he had let everyone know what had happened in here.

"Yes, don't worry about it. It's all taken care of now." Fuji said, trying to sound uplifting. It was Christmas soon after all. He wanted to cheer his depressed teammates up and have a laugh at them at the same time, but both parts would be happy.

"I'm sorry. They cornered me with questions!" Momo explained and Fuji widened his smile even further than he thought it was possible.

"I said don't worry about it." Sternly the tensai kept his good mood up. Momo and the others' never ending apologizes were starting to get old. "Now, where is Ryoma?"

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"Echizen! There you are." Fuji said, seeing a short form in a Seigaku uniform walk down the street. Ryoma stopped hearing it was Fuji's voice calling his name and not the usually disturbing Momoshiro's.

"I need to ask you to do something." Fuji continued, catching up with him. He hadn't really had the chance to talk to him during practice and they didn't have the same classes either. "Where are you heading?"

"The street tennis place." Ryoma answered shortly.

"I see, Echizen, I'll make you a deal." Fuji said, knowing he wouldn't get anything from the boy with just an innocent smile. "I'll play that match with you to the end, if you go to Momo immediately after that and confess how you feel about him."

Ryoma looked annoyed for a moment there. But that match had been interesting… "Fine, whatever. Can we play now?"

"Sure." Fuji smiled and they walked in silence next to each other. Reaching the tennis courts they could see that lots of different guys from lots of different schools had gathered there. There were regulars from St Rudolph, Hyotei and Fuji thought he saw some guys from Fudomine as well.

Fuji looked at Ryoma standing next to him, who was gazing the two doubles pairs from St Rudolph acting extremely close with one another. Fuji silently wondered if he could find Yuuta here as well, and just what kind of damage did that kind of behavor do to his little brother's innocent mind?!

"Fuji-senpai, are they all gay?" Ryoma said, voice not changing a bit from the normal tone he always had.

"Hai, we all are." Fuji answered happily, smile growing even wider and they continued to walk in silence down to the courts and waited for their turn to play. Soon enough they got a court to themselves and started their half match from the scores it was left off from.

"Why didn't anyone tell me Fuji-san was here?" Mizuki asked letting his eyes roam over Fuji's figure on the court. His rival was winning of course. Just one more game to go.

"But you arrived here yourself with Fuji's little brother- oh, you were talking about Fuji himself!" Yanigasawa laughed and behind him Yuuta gritted his teeth.

"That's just like you, Fuji." Mizuki commented when Fuji and Ryoma shook hands over Fuji's victory.

"I wanna play you again." Ryoma said, golden eyes flaring with determination.

"Of course you do, since you wanna beat me, right?" Fuji replied chuckling and spotted Yuuta from the crowd. "Yuuta, I saw you playing when I came."

"Yeah, I was playing with Miz-" Yuuta started, but was cut off when Mizuki trooped out in front of him.

"Fuji, fate is on our side! You won't be able to run from me this time-" Mizuki declared noticing how Fuji had disappeared again. "This can't be happening!!"

Behind the nearby corner Yuuta led Fuji away from his so flirtatious and purple teammate.

"I'm sorry about him." Yuuta said as he had taken Fuji aside. Fuji was smiling brighter than ever today, being able to spend time alone with his brother who actually wanted to do it too. "He's not always like that."

"Do you hang out with him a lot?" Fuji asked.

"I- um, yes." Blush. "He's sort of…I've heard of what you've been up to lately."

"Been up to?"

"Yeah, matchmaking and all." Yuuta continued and Fuji wasn't sure if his little brother was trying to change the subject or if he was chasing a point here. "I kinda have a favor to ask from you…"

Fuji shone up. "Of course! Is there a special boy or a girl? You should know I'd do this for you at anytime."

"I-I know, it's just, there already is a special…" Yuuta blushed again. "…boy, but I was wondering if you could arrange it so that he could come over for Christmas Eve to our place? And, um, somehow get rid off our parents?"

"Well, Yumiko-neesan already has plans to spend her Christmas with her special someone, maybe I could get Mom and Dad to do that trip they've talked about for some time now."

"Could you, aniki?" Fuji seldom saw Yuuta smile like this. It made the tensai very happy. "And you don't have to get out of the house yourself, I'd like you to be there with us!"

"I don't wanna crowd you guys." Fuji said politely.

"No, no, really. I know Mizuki would love to have the chance to get to know you better and would absolutely not mind you being there with us!" Yuuta said and Fuji's smile faded.

/Mizuki? As in that…/ Fuji looked at the boy running around the courts, searching for them. /Black hair, self-assure grin and St Rudolph uniform. Oh Gods, no! Why him? Out of all the possible guys, why him?/

"Well, I guess it's alright then." Fuji said, forcing his smile back on.

"Really? You'll do it? Oh, thank you, aniki!" Seeing Yuuta happy was the best Christmas present Fuji could ask for and he would do anything for his little brother. It definitely seemed as if a huge burden had been lifted off his brother's chest and Fuji had no intention on putting it back on.

"I think I better go and start preparing." Fuji excused himself to go and check that Ryoma indeed had left and hopefully to confess. Fuji made his way towards the courts only to run into that purple idiot again.

"There you are!" Mizuki's now too familiar voice rang in Fuji's ears and the tensai started to move his feet a little faster.

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Ryoma knew Momo would most likely want a snack before going home. Or maybe two…or three. Arriving at his senpai's favorite hamburger place he could see Momo sitting at his favourite place eating his favourite burger.

Momo spotted Ryoma and waved at him. "Oi, Echizen! You're late!"

Ryoma sat down on the chair in front of his senpai. "What are you talking about?"

"For our date." Momo smiled widely and Ryoma jerked back in his seat. Was his Momo-senpai also one? But then he recognized the joking face upon the taller boy and regained his position in the chair.

Ryoma watched Momo eat some more and silence fell between them. The kind where Momo wasn't for some reason able to speak, so it could be called a comfortable silence.

"Momo-senpai." Ryoma started and Momo eyed him from above his giant burger. Ryoma tried to come up with something to say, a way to express his feelings, but found the task to be more than difficult for him.

Momo broke out in a small laughter and handed him some french fries. "Course you can have some!" Ryoma felt a sweatdrop roll down his face, but accepted the food.

"Thanks." he mumbled, deciding to give it a new try. That damn Fuji! Why did he always love to trouble his teammates so much? "Momo-senpai."

Ryoma watched Momo's face quirk into a big smile, letting go of his drink. "What already?"

His pride ached. He searched for suitable words, that wouldn't sound too weird coming from him. "I…like you."

He waited for a reaction, putting another french fry in his mouth in the meantime. Momo's face changed from disbelief to shock and then to disbelief again before finally deciding on extremely happy.

"Ryoma! I wasn't sure you felt the same way!" the loud junior said, louder than ever, earning several gazes to momentarily turn their way.

Ryoma sank where he sat. This was so embarrassing. Momo-senpai was so embarrassing.

A hand landed upon his on the table and Ryoma looked at the other boy suspiciously, as Momo moved his chair closer to Ryoma's.

"What are you doing?" Ryoma mumbled, hoping his friend wouldn't cause another scene.

Momo smirked. "Just this." Ryoma's eyes practically bulged out of his head when Momo leaned in to gently place lips on his. Ryoma just sat there tense in the embrace Momo had created around him, totally in shock he kept his eyes on the older boy not breaking the stare before Momo had pulled apart.

"What?" Momo half laughed, half was on his alert. "I like you too. Did you really think there was something between Fuji and me?"

Ryoma finally managed to speak again. "You…don't like Fuji-senpai?"

Momo laughed, hand resting on the back of Ryoma's chair. "Of course I do. I just don't like him, you know? Not in the way we like each other."

Ryoma looked emptily at his senpai.

"Right?" Momo was starting to get worried.

"…Right. That was a friendly kiss. So you're saying we are best friends?" Ryoma tried to understand the other boy and his actions. Momo's mouth fell open.

"I…uh, Ryoma. Not really. Go deeper than that."

Ryoma thought for a while. "We're like brothers..?"

Momo blushed. "No. Deeper. Closer."

Ryoma gazed him confused. "What are you talking about?" he then finally sighed, giving up.

"Let me show you how I like you." Momo suggested, ignoring the resistant look Ryoma wore when he leaned in closer again and sealed his lips on Ryoma's. Ryoma flinched back, almost breaking the kiss, but Momo placed a hand on his back to hold him still.

Gradually Ryoma relaxed a little, but still never letting go off the question of how long Momo was planning on kissing him. Next he could feel traces of a tongue brush against his lips and then gently push in between them.

Ryoma as in panic grabbed a hold on Momo's arm with his free hand, not entirely sure if he was trying to push his senpai away or search for support. Momo took it easy, finding his tongue and carefully starting to smooth against it until the older boy had Ryoma doubtfully moving his tongue every once in a while back against Momo's.

Satisfied with a successful demonstration, Momo pulled apart and noticed how also Ryoma had closed his eyes at some point during the kiss. A red shade covered the smaller boy's cheeks when he realized he was left alone again, and he started to understand what Fuji had truly meant by them all being gay and about the confession he was supposed to tell Momo.

Momo smirked about to give out a teasing comment, when suddenly noticing girls from all over the place staring happily their way and he gave an even deeper blush than Ryoma had, pulling the freshman along out of the place to avoid being glomped. Or to avoid Ryoma being glomped!

"Your food." Ryoma only stated when Momo stopped somewhere on the street where it looked a little more quiet.

"Yeah well…" he smirked. "So do you get me now?"

Ryoma gave a quiet snort. "I've never seen you leave your food behind."

"Maybe, but then again you've never seen me kiss you before either." Momo replied and Ryoma couldn't look him in the eyes.

"So you really are…" Ryoma muttered under his cap.

"Yep. Aren't you?" There was no answer. "You are, aren't you?" More silence. "Oh shit. Ryoma?"

Ryoma gave a shrug. "I don't really know. I've never really thought about it."

"You're scaring me." Momo said, trying to make it sound less serious than it actually was to him. If Ryoma found he was not, then Momo couldn't just force himself upon him…again. No matter how badly he'd want to.

Ryoma sighed. This was probably a part of his confession-task. He certainly didn't want an angry Fuji after him. "I like spending time with you. The sides of you that otherwise would annoy me, somehow have a way of not bothering me that much."

Momo lifted the cap from the freshman's eyes. "And?"

Ryoma's face flashed of annoyance. "And I don't mind your bad manners…that much."

Momo was amazed over how this usually so arrogant brat was now revealing of his feelings to him, no matter how rudely expressed, and he decided to push his luck. "And the kisses?"

Parts of Ryoma wanted to throw something sharp at the taller boy's head, but guessed it wouldn't call for confessing in Fuji's eyes. But maybe it would be sadistic enough to please anyway.

Ryoma switched his weight awkwardly where he stood. "I didn't mind them that much either."

Momo could've died happy right now, if that wouldn't have meant missing out on his time with Ryoma. "Ryoma, this is the first time you've ever talked about your feelings to me." he smiled, floating around in heaven.

"Don't get too excited. Fuji-senpai told me to." Ryoma muttered back, bringing the taller boy back to earth.

"Fuji-senpai did..?" Momo said and Ryoma gave a quite carefree shrug on his shoulders. So that's how it was! That definitely explained it…but maybe Momo could take advantage of it. "Would you mind it if I followed you home?"

He received a glare and then a pressed "No."

"How about would you mind if I kissed you again?" Momo asked next and Ryoma took a step backwards.

"B-betsuni." That was the first time Momo had heard the smaller boy stutter, atleast of what he could remember. And he did remember a lot about this boy in front of him. Ryoma shot him a couple of glares, before the small genius found himself under an attack of hands pulling him closer and lips covering his own again.

Ryoma was so gonna get back at Fuji for this by beating him in a game of tennis, just without any further promises of confessions…