Title: The Second Meeting: Snapshots
Pairing: Yagyuu x Oshitari
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Disclaimer: not mine, cool? cool.
Oshitari rubbed his neck. His muscles were getting stiff from sitting in one place for so long, but he only had a paragraph left to write. Quickly, he tapped out a conclusion, before saving his file and printing it. He stretched, and decided a hot bath was in order. It was late, so he was sure the rest of his family had already gone to sleep, leaving him free to soak in the hot water for as long as he liked.

Unbidden, memories started seeping into his mind, memories of dates with Atobe and watching Rikkai's matches. He found himself comparing Atobe and Yagyuu, looking for similarities that might explain his strange attraction to the two incredibly forward boys. The heat from the water slowly worked its way into his tired body, loosening the tensed muscles around his shoulders and soothing the overused ones along his whole body, and he started dozing off into that space between dream and reality.

Atobe standing on his doorstep, demanding Oshitari change and go to the theatres with him.

Yagyuu at one of the non-circuit tournaments - he forgot which - hitting an astoundingly fast shot for a second year, and the crowds going wild.

Atobe, staring at him throughout practice, the first time he played doubles with Gakuto. It wasn't clear whether Atobe was just simply staring at him, or trying to decide if they made a good pairing.

Shaking hands with Yagyuu after losing to him and Niou, and finding him exceedingly polite. Later, the boy would be well known for that very politeness.

Forcing Atobe to walk home with him once, resulting in Atobe complaining about the weather, the cars and everything imaginable, throughout the entire walk.

Meeting the team designated to be Rikkai regulars the following year, at nationals their second year, and realizing that Rikkai, with their hell of a strong team, would be incredibly dominant in their third year.

Atobe meeting him outside the clubhouse early Valentine's Day - he usually was the first one to arrive on mornings - and giving him his first kiss.

Yagyuu and Niou pulling that infamous switch at Kantou finals their third year, stunning silent the entire spectator crowd. That had been one of the first times he'd thought over Yagyuu and Niou's closeness, as opposed to Gakuto and himself.

Deciding that Atobe needed shutting up one Sunday afternoon in his room, and all but throwing the boy on his bed for the make out session of his life.

Yagyuu and the rest of Rikkai winning Nationals, then standing tall and proud on the courts, getting their trophy and medals.

Atobe telling him they were breaking up, because he wanted to see Jirou.

He jolted awake. His bath water had cooled significantly, and was barely lukewarm anymore. Quickly, Oshitari climbed out of the tub, pulling the drain plug to let the water out. It wasn't the first time he'd fallen asleep in the bathtub, but his dreams - no, memories, he corrected himself - had never been quite this vivid before. Slightly shaken, he toweled dry and slipped into pajamas. He definitely needed sleep, before tomorrow.


We will now return to our regular programming (sorry about the delay in getting this up, and its difference in quality to the other chapters).