Me: It's chapter 2 of Future.
Ryoma: Finally.
Me: I know, but I wanted to wait. Just because I could think the chapter over and rewrite it.
/CHAPTER 2/
Kevin and Ryoma were in their room. Ryoma had finished practice, and they were just lying there. Then Kevin jumped on Ryoma's stomach and smirked. "Why don't we have some fun?" Kevin asked. Ryoma smirked. Kevin leaned down and pressed their lips together, their tongues swirling around each other. Ryoma's arms around Kevin's neck, their eyes never leaving each other. Though they were interrupted by a knock on the door. They tried to ignore it, but this person seemed persistant. Kevin angrily pulled away from his boyfriend and answered the door. It was Ryoga. "Oh, your Ryoma's onii-chan. Come in I guess," Kevin said, opening the door for him. Ryoga walked in and hugged Ryoma. Ryoma had an anoyed look on his face.
"Well, judging by the look Ryoma is giving and how messy his hair looks. You guys were in a make out session," Ryoga said. Kevin blushed. "Anyways, you were invited to the Davis cup as well. Right?" Kevin asked. Ryoga nodded. "Yup, in fact, that's why I am here. Ryoma, were going to have practice again this evening at 8:30 pm. It's 4:20 pm now, so I suggest you eat, rest, and get ready," Ryoga said. He kissed Ryoma's ear, and hopped out of the room. Ryoma blushed and touched the sensitive lobe. "How does he know about that?" he asked. Kevin laughed. "You two are the oddest pair of brothers I've met," Kevin said. The blonde sat next to the asian boy, and started playing with the buttons on his shirt.
"So what should we eat?" Kevin asked. Ryoma shrugged. Then another knock on the door was heard. Ryoma answered it and it was their new captain, Hurashimi Utaro. "What do you want?" Ryoma asked. Utaro sighed. "Is that anyway to address your captain?" Hurashimi asked. Ryoma just glared at him. "I was going to invite you and your friend to dinner. You know, the friend that was the only reason you agreed to play for our team." Utaro said. Utaro peeked into the room and saw Kevin. "Hoi, so you must be the person I was talking about. I'm the captain of the team, Hurashimi Utaro." he said.
Kevin smiled, "Well, I'm Kevin Smith. You just solved our dinner problem,"...
/DINNER/
"Sorry about the extra practice today, but we are playing the day after tomorrow, and we don't practice the day before the game." Hurashimi explained. Ryoma shrugged and just continued eating. Kevin looked at Hurashimi and asked him how he became captain. Utaro became shy and said, "Well, they told me I was ranked the #1 player in Japan. I never looked into the computer to see my ranks, and it turns out I was. So I agree, because there aren't any pro tournaments held during the Davis cup.". Kevin raised his eyebrow. "But looking at you, you don't seem that strong." Kevin said. Then he saw Ryoma's eyes widen, and asked him if he was okay.
His eyes returned to normal size and said he was fine. Utaro smiled. "Well, I'm not known because when I play a match with someone. I want them to learn, and if they were able to learn and evolve during the match... I guess I give up and say that they deserved it." Utaro said. Ryoma's grip on the fork grew tighter and Kevin sighed. Ryoma obviously didn't like him. "Well, why don't we go Ryoma?" Kevin said. Ryoma nodded. As they got out of their chair, Utaro stopped Ryoma. "Bye the way, if Kevin wants to watch practice matches so he can be with you more." and with that, Utaro winked and left.
"That was weird,"...
/PRACTICE/
"Let's practice. Ryoga and Kagei, will play a doubles match against Shinji and Mahabi. I will play a singles match with Ryoma," Hurashimi said. Everyone got into their places, and Hurashimi positioned to spin his racket. "Well, smooth or rough?" the captain asked. "Rough," Ryoma said. The racket spun for about 10 seconds and landed. It was smooth. "You can serve first Ryoma," Hurashimi said and walked to his side of the court. Ryoma grabbed two balls and put one in his pocket. Kevin sat at the bench. Ryoma tossed the ball in the air, and jumped. He timed it right and hit a twist.
"You make everything so easy to read," Hurashimi said, and hit it for a winner down the line. It was as if as soon Ryoma hit the serve, Hurashimi returned it. When the ball collided with the fence, it was still spinning. Then it dropped from the ground, black fence marks surround it's yellew green colored fur. Kevin's blue green eyes were filled with amazement. Then Hurashimi pointed his racket and said, "The harder you hit the balls, the sooner they get returned.". Ryoma huffed and went to the advantage side. He bounced the ball three times and then tossed it in the air. He hit a slice, trying to increase it's speed. But it returned just as fast as the first. Even Ryoma's fast eyes couldn't track it.
Kevin's hands balled into fists. So what's Ryoma going to do to counter this? Even he couldn't think of anything. Ryoma went to the deuce side, and tossed the ball angrily. He hit the ball flat and as hard as he could, but it was returned the same as the other balls. Hurashimi tisked and said, "You aren't listening. The harder you hit the balls, the sooner they get returned.". For the first time after Sanada beat him in that unofficial match, he was serving at love-40. He served again, but it was another winner as well. "Game, Hurashimi. 1-0, change court!" the line person said.
Ryoma's eye twitched and went to the other side of the court. He handed the balls to Hurashimi and positioned himself at the deuce side. Hurashimi sliced it really slow, and Ryoma hit it hard. Thinking it was going to be a winner, but Hurashimi hit it down the line. Ryoma's eyes narrowed and he went to the advantage side. He though wasn't in a position to serve. Hurashimi served, but the younger Echizen boy didn't move. Kevin was confused. What the hell is going on? What's Ryoma doing? Then when Utaro served again, Ryoma returned it slow. When Hurashimi hit it, it created a hole in the fence. "Out!" the lines person said.
Ryoma smirked. Hurashimi smiled and said that he quit. When they walked off the court, they were greeted by a yelling Kevin. Ryoma lowered his cap, whilst Hurashimi tried to explain. The blonde than tapped his foot rapidly, as he listened to Hurashimi. "Well, when you think about it. What is easier to hit for us advanced tennis players? A hard shot with good velocity, or a shot that's unpredictable and slow? I don't have much control and I can't hit those slow balls unless I hit an overhead. Though like what Ryoma did, it was low." Hurashimi explained.
The blonde sighed. "You Japanese are weirdos,". Hurashimi looked at the clock at the wall and said that he had to leave early, and Ryoma could practice with Kevin. Kevin was glad to always bring his tennis bag with his rackets, and pulled it out. Ryoma tossed the ball and they rallied. They didn't know how long they were hitting the yellow green ball, eveyone else was done and watching them. Amazed how well they both could play, and at such a young age. Ryoga smirked. Then Ryoma hit the ball super flat, and it hit the net and landed on Kevin's side of the court.
Sweat dripping down their bodies, looking into each other's eyes...
/CHAPTER 2/
Me: Finally. But Now Japan is going to face Croatia!
Ryoma: Whatever.
Kevin: How long is this fic going to be?
Me: Really long! Read and review!