Taken from my fic-journal
Heaven
By: Aisaki Sumi
Pairing: Fuji x Ryoma
Category: Tennis no oujisama
Summary: "Where is heaven?" Fuji asks. "That's a stupid question Fuji-senpai." Ryoma replies. "Is it?"
Heaven
"Ne Ryoma," The soft, velvety, low voice begins as the long, slender fingers brushes the raven bangs aside. A cheery smile tugs on the older boy's oval-shaped visage as he asks. "Where is heaven?" A perfectly harmless question, possibly a naïve one, but it is greeted by a grumpy, annoyed growl.
The older boy leans forward, his face right above boy wonder's. The silky auburn locks touching the dark haired boy's child-like face, the ticklish feeling causes Ryoma to flinch and cover his face. "Where is heaven?" He repeats the question, removing the younger boy's hand, Fuji forces Ryoma to look at him.
"That's a stupid question Fuji-Senpai." Ryoma dismisses the question that had the potential to evolve into a long, pointless discussion, knowing the tensai's twisted, sadistic side and his weird sense of humor.
"Is it?" Fuji continues to smile contently, harmlessly. Silence is the only response he received as Ryoma turns around, shifts into a more comfortable position on his lap, continuing his nap. Sapphire eyes open suddenly, glint a rare seriousness. I'm already in heaven, because heaven is being here with you, but are you Ryoma? Where is your heaven?
A/N: I wrote this when I was listening to the song Heaven by this Chinese artist. Please ignore all the grammar, spelling mistakes you may find in this story. I suck at grammar and spelling, that's why I don't plan to become a writer when I grow up. (It'd be really nice if someone can help me with the grammar thing…)