Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis.

Warning: Sexual content between men, dirty talk, Ooc, tasteless humor, and silliness.

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Ryoma's Yaoi Fantasy:

A Cruel Trick

Tezuka stood in the middle of a silent tennis court. Oishi and Eiji glared at each other while Arai and Horio snickered. He had to make a quick decision or the whole court would go up in smoke.

"He beat me, and in front of Yuuta." Fuji came up behind him.

"Who beat you?" He asked in confusion.

"Atobe, he won the match." Fuji looked down then looked back up and smiled foolishly.

"There's always next time. You will just have to practice harder."

"Of course, you know I will. I wonder if Yuuta will help me?" Tezuka ignored the comment as he studied Oishi and Eiji. He immediately knew what he had to do.

"Today we will practice with partners. Momoshiro and Kaidoh against Oishi and Eiji."

"I'd rather be paired with Ochibi, Nyah!" Eiji grabbed Ryoma hugging him tight.

"I guess that makes two of us," Oishi growled.

"I know what you both mean." Kaidoh mumbled turning his head away from Momoshiro.

"I don't care who you want to partner with. You can either play with the partners I have chosen or you can run laps and drink Inui's new juice." Sometimes tough love was the best way he thought as he watched the four teens head to the tennis court. They grumbled and groaned at first but midway through the game the teams began to work together.

"Great move, Oishi. Lets knock them dead, Nyah." Eiji laughed bouncing over to Oishi giving him a high five.

"I'd like to see you try. No one gets past Kaidoh and me." Momoshiro hit the ball back.

"Hiss." Kaidoh sneered at the energetic pair. Tezuka looked over to see Horio and Arai whispering and snickering. He moved a little closer not wanting them to harass Ryoma. He watched as Horio moved over toward Ryoma with an open grape pop in his hand.

"Ryoma, I know Kachiro talked to you. I'm sorry for what I've done. I have been very cruel to you, but I want to be your friend again. Here I brought you your favorite drink as a token of friendship."

"Thank you, Horio." Ryoma grabbed the pop. That's when he saw Arai with a bottle in his hand. It had Inui's name on it.

"No!" Tezuka shouted running towards Ryoma who had already threw back his head and was chugging the soda. It was too late; he was too late.

"What?" Ryoma's eyes widened before he dropped to the ground unconscious.

"He fell for it; he actually fell for it." Arai laughed evilly clutching his stomach.

"You bastards." Momoshiro threw his racket down grabbing Arai by the shirt and shaking him violently. Kaidoh marched over to Horio grabbing him by the back of the shirt before he could get away.

"You hurt Ryoma." Kaidoh hissed as Horio's teeth chattered and his body shook with fear.

"Stop laughing, Arai, you find this funny?" Momoshiro continued shaking Arai.

"Yes." Arai continued to laugh even though Momoshiro had a murderous look on his face.

"You did this just cause you wanted to hear him moan your name." Momoshiro punched Arai knocking him unconscious. "Too bad you won't be awake to witness it."

"Momo sempai, calm down. Fighting is bad." Kachiro pleaded.

"Mmm, Kamio, Shinji, oh, Tachibana; you're so bad," Ryoma moaned writhing shamelessly on the ground. "I'm a whore." Ryoma threw his head back.

"All of my juice is gone! How much did you give him?" Inui looked at Horio pushing up his glasses and paling.

"We filled the whole can." Horio winced as Kaidoh's hand tightened.

"You what! That was a new experiment of mine, a much stronger batch. I haven't even named it yet."

"Inui, why would you make a stronger batch? You know what effect it had on Ryoma's smaller body," Takashi gulped. Inui just ignored Takashi and turned toward Tezuka.

"I think we should move him. Who knows what will happen."

"Good idea, Inui. Oishi, help me move him to the infirmary. Oh, and Kaidoh, take Horio to Ryuzaki's office." Tezuka ordered knowing he had to get Ryoma out of hearing distance.

"I'm a whore. Yeah, I'm you little whore," Ryoma panted.

000

Colored lights flashed in the background as disco music played loudly over the speakers. Ryoma threw his head back grinding up against Kamio as the warm bodies moved around them.

"You're so sexy, Ryoma." Kamio swirled their hips together. Ryoma looked down at his tight shorts and lace up shirt.

"Kamio, you're so sweet. You're just saying that because you're my boyfriend.

"No, I'm not." Kamio pulled a cigarette from his back pocket placing it in his mouth and lighting it up.

"Kamio, I thought you said you were going to stop that," Ryoma whined pulling away.

"You such a goody, goody." Kamio breathed heavily blowing smoke in Ryoma's face. He coughed feeling the sting of the smoke. Kamio was right he was a goody, goody. He always played by the rules. Sometimes he wondered what Kamio ever saw in him. Kamio was cool and oh so bad. He had always secretly wished he could be free like Kamio, but never in a million years did he think he would actually be dating someone like this.

"Sorry, you're stuck with a boyfriend who doesn't put out." He looked down. Kamio had been hounding him about his virginity for awhile. They had been dating for three months now, and he was afraid to give it up to Kamio who had so much more experience than him.

"Not this again. Ryoma, I told you I'm fine with it. It doesn't mean I won't try though. Besides, you're becoming really good with that mouth of yours." Ryoma turned bright red.

"Kamio, don't be so vulgar." He leaned his chin on Kamio's shoulder nuzzling his face into the red hair.

"You know you like it when I talk dirty to you baby."

"Yeah, I do, but I think it's only because I like hearing you talk."

"Why do you always have to take a sexy moment and make it sappy."

"Sorry." Ryoma looked down feeling guilty. Why did he always have to kill the mood?

"You're just so cute when you pout. I want to drag you off to the bathroom and put that mouth of yours to better use.

"Kamio." Ryoma felt his face burn hotter. "That sounds so dirty."

"Well, I am dirty and I like to do it in dirty places. All of my other flings always let me do what I wanted. I guess they were just more adventurous." Ryoma felt a pain in his heart at the mention of the other men.

"Fine, I'll go to the bathroom and suck you off like the good little boy I am."

"Oh, my, can I come too. Sounds like it will be fun. I really enjoy watching Kamio get off. He's so sexy with his hair all a mess and…"

"Shinji, you're rambling. I'm sure Ryoma doesn't need a detailed description from you on how his boyfriend comes." Tachibana scolded smiling at both of them. Great now Ryoma was going to have to compete with Kamio's thug friends. He liked Tachibana, alright, even though he was a bad boy. Once Tachibana had beat up and sexually assaulted a teacher. "Hello, Ryoma, I can see Kamio is rubbing off on you." Tachibana looked him up and down. Ryoma covered himself with his hands feeling self conscious.

"Hello, Tachibana." He shuffled looking down at his feet.

"Hello, Ryoma." Tachibana nodded to him while Shinji and Kamio groped at each other in greeting. Ryoma didn't get jealous anymore when he saw Shinji getting all touchy feely with his boyfriend. He knew the two had been physically intimate long before he had come into the picture. He would never force Kamio to choose between him and Shinji. Just as long as nothing too bad happened between the two friends he wouldn't say anything.

"How about we blow this place and go find something better to occupy our time." Tachibana snuck up behind Shinji and Kamio wrapping his arms around both and showing them a little bag of strange pills.

"Kamio, no." Ryoma glared at his boyfriend. He knew those pills weren't prescription.

"Ryoma, if you don't want to come, you don't have to, but you have no say in what I do."

"Oh, really, that's right I guess all I am is your soon to be ex-boyfriend. Drugs are bad Kamio."

"Wow, I think our golden boy is getting pissed. Kamio, you better just stay here or Ryoma will dump you before you get completely into his pants. Then he will probably start dating that nice Tezuka who's always fussing about him. You wouldn't like that would you, Kamio? I mean Tezuka's kind of like the anti you…"

"Shinji, you're rambling again." Kamio gnashed his teeth and clinched his fists. Ryoma knew Kamio was pissed off at the mention of Tezuka's name. Tezuka was in Ryoma's art class and the two of them had always been friendly. Tezuka had asked him out around the same time Kamio had. Ryoma had chosen Kamio wanting the thrill of dating someone bad but deep down inside he knew he was better suited for someone like Tezuka. Tezuka was nice, kind, and respectable.

"Well, what do you say Kamio, stay here and be teased for the rest of the night or come with us and get something that will blow your mind." Tachibana shook the baggy in Kamio's face. Ryoma bit his lip nervously.

"Can we drop Ryoma off by his house first. I don't want him walking home at night dressed as he is. Someone is likely to molest him." Kamio grinned snatching the bag from Tachibana's hands.

"I don't know in that outfit he might fair better in the streets than in the car. I'm sorry, I know he's yours, Kamio, but I might have to take him for myself. Damn, you're a fine piece of virgin ass, Ryoma." Shinji groped his tight shorts.

"Kamio." Ryoma squeaked waiting for his boyfriend's response. There was none; his boyfriend was too busy obsessing over the pills in the bag. Tonight was supposed to be about them. Ryoma felt his anger rising. He slapped Shinji's hand away.

"Touchy." Tachibana laughed looking over at Ryoma with his arm still around Kamio.

"Yeah, I am touchy. Don't bother taking me home, I'll walk," he spat turning away and storming toward the door. The bodies moved in around him and he felt hands on him that weren't his own.

"Ryoma, wait." Kamio came up behind him pushing away the stray hands. "Ryoma, calm down. Don't be such a bitch. You and I can dance anytime, but Tachibana's magic pills won't be around after tonight. I'll make it up to you tomorrow just you and me baby no one else."

"That's what you always say, Kamio. Don't bother making it up to me tomorrow. Why don't we just call it quits? I'm not good enough and I just don't fit into your life." Tears rolled down his cheek as he pushed Kamio away and walked out the door into the cold night air. It was over. He had finally said what he had been harboring for a while. He wasn't good enough. Kamio needed someone who could keep up with him and his friends.

"Got you." Shinji yelled as he tackled him to the ground.

"You're not going anywhere, Ryoma, well, at least not without us." Tachibana smirked evilly down at him with Kamio at his side.

"That's right, tonight you'll come with us. Ryoma, you're not breaking up with me, so come on you're coming with me."

"Kamio, I'm not…"

"Enough with the dramatics, Ryoma. Shinji, drag him to the car if you must." Tachibana interrupted him.

"Yes, I will. That is if Ryoma is not willing. If he is not than I will be forced to drag him to the car and that will not make Kamio happy…"

"I'm coming." Ryoma quickly stated getting up. He would do anything just so he didn't have to listen to Shinji's mumbling.

"Good." Kamio grabbed him drawing him into a long kiss and groping his backside. He knew he was making a huge mistake when he climbed into the backseat of Tachibana's car with Kamio. His boyfriend was on him in a matter of minutes. Hands slid up and down his body and finally rested between his legs.

"Kamio, Tachibana and Shinji can see us." He gasped nervously as he looked up at the front where Shinji was turned looking directly at them.

"Hey, Shinji." Kamio smirked gripping Ryoma tighter smiling sexily at his friend.

"Hey." Shinji purred back.

"Save some for the house boys. The night is still young." Tachibana adjusted his review mirror looking back at them.

"Don't worry, Tachibana. Ryoma may have quick release time, but he has an even quicker recovery time." Kamio laughed as Ryoma gave a pathetic cry releasing into his tight shorts. All three laughed as Ryoma buried his face in his hands. What the hell had he been thinking getting into the car? He knew tonight could only lead to debauchery.

"Here, Kamio, let's get this party started." Shinji suggested placing a white pill on his tongue and leaning over the back seat to kiss Ryoma's boyfriend. Kamio's tongue met Shinji's grabbing the pill and swallowing it himself. Ryoma looked at his boyfriend fearfully he knew Kamio did drugs but he had never seen Kamio high. Shinji grabbed another pill and swallowed it himself. Finally they pulled up to Tachibana's house and walked into the house. Ann was sitting on the couch watching a cartoon in her pajamas.

"What are you doing home?" She looked up at all of them with disgust as she grabbed the nearest blanket wrapping it around herself.

"Get lost." Tachibana pushed her off the couch.

"Hey, I'm telling Mom. You're going to get high again, aren't you?"

"Shut up, whore, and get lost before I let my friends have their way with you." Tachibana growled as he placed a pill on his tongue.

"You wouldn't really let them hurt me. Fine, I'll go to my room. I don't really like sitting around watching you get wasted and then have an orgy. I mean it gets old after the first hundred times."

"Go to hell, Ann." Tachibana spat as his sister walked into her room slamming and locking the door. Ryoma fidgeted uncomfortably sitting down on the couch in between Kamio and Shinji.

"You look so hot and I just love the feel of your shorts, honey." Kamio purred rubbing his shorts again. "I want you to feel what I'm feeling, Ryoma. It's so amazing baby."

"Kamio, I can't. I told you that I would never do drugs."

"Just leave the little baby alone." Shinji laughed rubbing up against the leather couch they were on.

"I'm not a baby."

"Then why don't you give it a try. I promise nothing bad is going to happen. You're among friends, Ryoma, so just relax." Tachibana was suddenly in front of him with a pill on his tongue. Ryoma let the older male draw him into a kiss and he swallowed the pill knowing how happy it would make Kamio.

000

Tezuka stared in shock as Ryoma experienced his fourth orgasm. Whatever was happening in Ryoma's fantasy it was still going. Ryoma tossed on the bed in the nurse's office moaning Tachibana, Kamio, and Shinji's names. The dirty words coming from Ryoma's innocent mouth were enough to shock the whole Seigaku team into silence.

"Well, at least we got him off the court so the whole entire team couldn't witness it," Takashi stuttered.

"That's our Takashi, always looking at the bright side," Fuji smiled.

"Was that the fourth time?" Inui asked pausing his pencil on his notebook.

"Inui." Momoshiro frowned at Inui.

"Yes, it was." Fuji chuckled lightly to himself.

"Maybe now isn't an appropriate time to be taking notes, Inui." Coach Ryuzaki stated wiping the sweat from her forehead. "Maybe you should all go home."

"No, coach, none of us is leaving until we are sure Ryoma wakes up." Oishi grasped Ryoma's hand.

"That's right we're not leaving until we know Ochibi is alright." Eiji piped jumping onto Kaidoh's back. Kaidoh said nothing but crossed his arms and gritted his teeth. Tezuka was surprised that even Kaidoh was still there. But he observed the tall teen casting worried glances at Ryoma with a slight flush to his cheeks.

"Well, I guess there's no way I can get you guys to leave. I'm going back to my office to speak with Arai and Horio again. Inform me immediately if he wakes up."

"Yes, coach." Tezuka nodded to her as she left.

"Mmm, oh, no more. I can't. No more. It's too much." Ryoma cried out sweat dripping down his skin.

"This is very interesting indeed." Inui scratched his chin.

"Yeah, who knew Ochibi had so much stamina." Eiji grasped Kaidoh tighter burying his face into Kaidoh's back.

"Um." Kaidoh tried to pry Eiji off of him but Eiji only clung tighter.

"He must be exhausted by now. Poor Ryoma we'll have to make sure he drinks plenty of fluids when he wakes up." Oishi observed pulling out some bottles of water from the cooler.

"Something tells me he's had plenty of fluids in that dream of his."

"Fuji." Momoshiro glared at Fuji while Kaidoh, Eiji, and Takashi stared at each other in confusion.

"Fuji, no more comments, please." Tezuka glared at Fuji hoping that was enough to silence him.

"Yes, Buchou." Fuji used the cutesy voice Ryoma always used. Tezuka felt his face flush but he held his normal stiff stance.

"Someone save me, it's too much. Oh, Kamio, stop, I can't go anymore. Tezuka, save me." Oh, no, suddenly he was slipping into Ryoma's fantasies again.

"Bet you five bucks, Fuji, that Tezuka saves him." Takashi chuckled nervously.

"It's a 100 probability that Tezuka will show up in the fantasy." Inui pushed his glasses up.

"Tezuka, you came. I'm sorry I didn't say yes to you before. I love you, not Kamio. Just take me away from this place and make love to me. Please, Tezuka."

"You better not leave him hanging, prince charming." Fuji threw his head back and laughed. Takashi and Eiji soon joined in unable to hold back their laughter.

"Look, Tezuka's blushing," Eiji roared.

"Eiji, stop, this isn't funny; Ryoma may seriously be hurt." Oishi scowled at his friend.

"Oishi's right, Ryoma could have bad side effects from the potion." Momoshiro nodded running a hand over Ryoma's forehead.

"Oh, come on, the only side effect Ryoma's going to have is some really messy shorts and maybe a hard on. My juice has never injured anyone." Inui glared at them all.

"Enough!" Kaidoh growled flinging Eiji off his back. "Maybe he won't have any physical side affects, but your potion had given him some serious emotional scars."

"Kaidoh, calm down, Inui wasn't the one who gave him the juice, nyah." Eiji rubbed his back getting up from the floor.

"I'm sorry if that is the way you feel, Kaidoh. I didn't purposely set out to hurt Ryoma." Inui put down his notebook and looked down at his feet.

"We all know that." Momoshiro gave him a sympathetic pat on the back.

"Tezuka, yes, just like that, mmm. Make me whole again." Ryoma moaned arching his hips up enthusiastically.

"That's it! If he won't wake up, I'll wake him up." Tezuka grabbed the water bottles out of Oishi's hands.

"Tezuka, no, that's mean." Oishi tried to grab the bottles back but he wouldn't budge. They were at a stand still so Tezuka let go.

"Fine." He slapped Ryoma hard across the face.

"Tezuka." Momoshiro gasped.

"Trust me I'm doing him a favor." He slapped Ryoma's other cheek with the same force. Everyone glared at him but he didn't care he would do anything to stop the humiliation of both him and Ryoma.

"Mmm, Tezuka, you're so bad, just like Kamio. Slap me again. You know I like it rough." Ryoma growled grabbing him by the back of the head and pressing their lips together. He flushed trying desperately not to surrender to Ryoma's warm lips.

"Ryoma, wake up." Momoshiro yelled pushing him away from Ryoma. Momoshiro raised his hand high and brought it down hard against Ryoma's face.

"Owe, Momo, that hurt." Ryoma rubbed his reddened cheek and scowled. Momoshiro just gave Ryoma a foolish grin.

"Sorry, you wouldn't wake up." Ryoma touched his lips.

"Did I?" Ryoma trailed off looking at Momoshiro.

"No! It was Tezuka you kissed not me. You should know that I would never kiss you back."

"That's enough, Momoshiro. Everyone clear out of the room. Ryoma, will need some privacy to clean up. Oishi, let Ryuzaki know Ryoma is up, I mean awake." Tezuka put on a cold face.

"Where's Horio." Ryoma gnashed his teeth. "I'm going to kill him and Arai." Ryoma shot up out of the bed.

"No, Ryoma, lay back down; coach is taking care of them." Oishi tried to push Ryoma back down but it was too late to save Ryoma from the embarrassment. Everyone starred at his shorts and legs where the evidence of his pleasure was clear. Ryoma looked down at himself in disgust.

"Damn!" Ryoma yelled, "life is so cruel. Where the hell is Horio? I'm going to take some that juice and cram it down his throat."

"Ochibi, you don't mean that, nyah."

"Yes, I do, Eiji. You have no idea what he has done. The nightmares that will never go away after today." Ryoma's legs visibly shook as tears welled up in his eyes.

"Ryoma, don't worry about Horio and Arai. Coach Ryuzaki and I will handle them." Tezuka put his hand on Ryoma's shoulder.

"Don't touch me. Don't you think you're touched me enough." Ryoma slapped his hand away. "Get out, all of you, and leave me alone!"

"Ryoma, calm down; we're on your side." Momoshiro tried comforting his friend.

"I said get out! And I meant all of you. Yes, even you, Momo." Ryoma pushed Momoshiro toward the door forcefully.

"We should leave." Kaidoh mumbled before leaving with the rest of the team. Oishi was reluctant to leave, but Ryoma looked pissed. Tezuka put a hand on Oishi's shoulder. He didn't want to leave Ryoma by himself anymore than the rest of them did, but Ryoma needed his privacy.

"Come on, Oishi, there are other ways to comfort someone that doesn't require physical presence."

"I know, Tezuka, I just hate leaving him alone, but you're right. I can help Ryoma by giving him some space." They both walked silently to Ryuzaki's office.

TBC