Rating: T
Fuji Syuusuke / Ryuusaki Sumire
Tissues
Sumire had admittedly seen a great many things in her years, some pleasant, others not so pleasant. As such, she no longer believed herself able to be surprised by anything. Standing shocked in the door of the clubroom, she could easily admit that she had been very wrong.
Lying, writhing together on the floor were her two most gifted tennis players, Fuji Syuusuke and Tezuka Kunimitsu. They were both completely naked and almost at her feet, neither seemed to have noticed her entrance, too caught up in the moment.
She wanted nothing more than to turn away, run and perhaps live in denial that she had ever seen such a sight, but she couldn't seem to move, couldn't seem to take her eyes off them.
After a symphony of moans and groans and cursing the two on the floor stilled and Sumire silently told herself to move but couldn't. Not even when two blue eyes locked onto her own horrified ones.
"Ah, Ryuusaki-sensei," the tensai, said, not at all embarrassed even as she saw Tezuka's head turn to face her, shame and embarrassment wrought clearly on his features. "Would you happen to have a few tissues we could borrow? We seem to have made a bit of a mess in here," the boy's eyes were locked menacingly onto her own and she suddenly realised why the rest of the club was so deathly afraid of incurring Fuji's wrath.
As silently as she had entered, she spun around and walked away, vowing to never ever mention this incident.