Standard disclaimer applies.
A/N: I don't remember if Ryoma's house has a second floor, if it doesn't, lets just pretend that it does.
For the Love of Buchou.
Momoshiro Takeshi hit the pedals of his bicycle as if his life depended on it. Careening through the streets, zigzagging through traffic and barely avoiding unsuspecting senior citizens on a few occasions, Momoshiro was on his way. His destination: Ryoma's house.
It seemed like forever, but in truth, it had just been ten minutes before the tyres of Momo's bicycle screeched to a stop and he found himself in front of the gates of the Echizen residence. He wiped the sweat of his forehead and took a few minutes to catch his breath before walking over to the door and knocked three times, waiting eagerly for the answer.
A few seconds later, he heard a couple of footsteps coming towards his direction before the door swung open to reveal a woman, though obviously middle-aged, still retained much of her youthful beauty.
"Yes? May I help you?" she inquired, regarding the panting teen before her questioningly.
"I'm looking for Echizen Ryoma. We're on the same tennis team. I'm Momoshiro Takeshi," he answered politely.
"Ah," he face visibly brightened, "Momoshiro-kun, yes, I've heard of you. I'm Rinko, Ryoma's mother. He's in his room right now, why don't you go up a greet him?" she moved out of the way to make room for Momo to pass.
Momo just smiled and muttered a simple thank you before heading towards the stairs that lead to Ryoma's bedroom. He made his steps as quietly and carefully as he could, though, he wasn't sure why. It wasn't as if he was afraid Ryoma would hear him coming and run away, was it? Whatever it was, it didn't matter because before he knew it, he was standing right in front of the door of Ryoma's room. He wasn't sure how he knew it was Ryoma's, he just did.
Pausing to regain his composure, Momo knocked twice, waiting to hear Ryoma's grumpy voice, but it never came. So he decided, in a moment of boldness, to just open the door and walk in, what was the worst Ryoma could do to him anyway? He could imagine a lot of scenario of what Ryoma could do, and it only managed to bring on a goofy grin onto his face.
"Echizen?" he muttered, peeking his head into the room. The first thing he discovered was that it was dark; none of the lights or the curtains had been opened. Daring himself to venture on further, he heard a slight rustle in the corner before the lump in the bed moved.
At that time, Momo knew what he had to do, and if he didn't do that now, then he'd never get another chance. So he made up his mind; took off his shirt and belt and now stood semi-nude, towering over Echizen's bed.
He cleared his throat, and noticed that the lump in the bed stiffened, and with one final cry of, "I love you, Echizen Ryoma," dove right under the covers.
"Momo-sempai..." Echizen's muffled voice sounded from beneath the blanket, "You're late..." he muttered.
"Echizen..." Momo's voice followed soon after, "your skin is even whiter under your clothes!"
"Just shut up, Momo-sempai... and get on with it."
What followed suit of the comment left nothing to be explained. While in the kitchen downstairs where Rinko was preparing a snack for her son's friend, she couldn't help but let a smile curl at the side of her lips.
"Those boys really should not jump so hard on the bed... someone could fall off and get hurt," she muttered, and with a cheery humming to the music playing on the radio, she continued to pour the orange mixture into the glass until the taste was just right.
Outside the Echizen residence, Atobe and Tezuka stood, a similar satisfied look on their faces, "A job well done, Tezuka, ahn?"
"Hn," Tezuka uttered simply.
"Now why don't you and I finish were we had left off last night?"
"Hn."
"Splendid," Atobe grabbed Tezuka's hand in his own and lead him off towards the awaiting limousine. There they made out, made love, did a few naughty thing and got aroused even before the car could pull out of the street.
The next day, the students, teachers and tennis regulars of both Hyotei Gakuen and Seishun Gakuen, had to wonder what event had taken place that had left their captains and teammates in such a good mood.
- Owari.
