A/N Well I decided I shouldn't be lazy and work on this story since we got off from school an extra week cause of snow. So because of my guilty conscience, you get another chapter already.

A warm thanks and Tezuka plushies to all those who reviewed chapter 4. Without you I wouldn't have a rival for Fuji. By the way here are the results of said poll type thing.

Atobe: 5 Tezuka: 1 Yukimura: 1

Since Atobe's the only one with multiple votes and the most, he gets to be Syuu-chan's rival. I will warn all you Atobe fans out there, that I don't really like Atobe or find him attractive at all, and since he is Fuji's rival, I'll have to insult him every chance I get, so I don't want any one flaming me because I insulted there precious Atobe-sama.

I might do another Thrill fic sometime soon so keep your eyes open. (Because frankly, peeling your eyes sounds like it would hurt… a lot.)

Disclaimer: Oh how I wish it could be mine…I would stick Ryoma and Fuji in a closet and…*drools*

Chapter 5: Rivals

"Echizen-kun, if you could, please wake up and answer the question on the board." Ryoma groggily raised his head of his desk and gave the English teacher a blank look before registering what he had said.

"Ahh, hai." Walking up to the board, he ignored the giggles and the smug look his teacher was sporting. Sounds of chalk rubbing quickly against a board filled the room immediately, silencing everyone. Setting the chalk down, he announced he was done. "Can I sit down now sensei?" Acting innocent didn't really work when you had a smug smirk on your face.

"Eh, I mean, yes you can sit back down. Thank-you." Now that that was over, Ryoma went back to sleep. (I love how Ryoma can silence a class by being fluent in a language he's used for the majority of his life)

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"Ryo-chan! I missed you so much!" Ryoma suddenly found himself pressed against the tensai's chest. "I thought you were gonna be late for tennis practice. You do remember that we're going to Hyotei for a joint practice today, right." (Is it just me or did that sentence sound weird?)

"First of all, we just saw each other, like, fifty minutes ago, so how could you possibly miss me in that short span of time." Ryoma may have said that angrily but there was a huge red blush on his face and there were butterflies fluttering in his stomach from the words and embrace. "And secondly, no I did not forget."

Apparently Fuji wasn't listening because he was dragging the younger boy outside towards the buses, all the while berating him for forgetting. Small mutterings of 'Silly Ryo-chan' and 'how could you forget such an important day,' were the only sounds to be heard in the otherwise quiet hallway.

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"Nya, we're finally here, Nya!" an over excitable redhead exclaimed immediately after having exited the bus. "That took forever, Nya!"

"Eiji, calm down. It didn't take all that long."

"Saa, Oishi's right."

Eiji puffed out his cheeks in irritation, "Fuji you traitor. You're not supposed to take Oishi's side!" Seeing Ryoma exit the bus looking annoyed, Eiji glomped onto him and continued, "Ochibi's on my side. Ne, Ochibi?"

Fuji, noticing his friend-prey- in the redhead's clutches, instantly went over to Eiji's side. ""Sorry Oishi, but he has Ryo-chan to sway me."

"Kiku…maru-sem…pai…can't…breathe…" Ryoma finally decided to make his discomfort known.

Eiji immediately let go, but before he could apologize, an arrogant voice interrupted. "So this is where you went. Ore-sama was starting to wonder."

Ryoma looked to his right and his breath caught in his throat. Standing before him was one of the… (Atobe bashing now. I suggest that if you like Atobe than you skip this next paragraph.)UGLIEST persons he had ever had the displeasure of laying eyes on. (Heehee, I don like Monkey King.)

His hair was a weird mix of lavender and grey that did not look good no matter who you cut it. And speaking of haircuts, what was with the strange curling outwards look he was sporting. It looked good on Kikumaru-sempai but not on him. His eyes were dull and boring; nothing like Fuji's electric blue ones. He was much too pale and, dear kami, was that a mole under his eye. Beauty mark, schmuty mark, moles are ugly as hell.

Atobe too had his breath catch in his throat but for a different reason.

In front of him was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen-besides himself of course. He had soft looking black green hair that was slightly tussled in a stylish fashion. Exotic golden eyes were filled with cocky determination, and laziness. He had a slight tan with no flaws or blemishes. He…he was…

"BEAUTIFUL!" All of a sudden Atobe shouted. Shocked, the Seigaku regulars all turned puzzled stares on the rich diva. "Tell me o'beautious creature, what is your name?" In the middle of his inquiry, he had grabbed onto Ryoma's hands.

Instead of an answer from Ryoma, a growl penetrated the still air. Fuji calmly walked over to Atobe, and held his wrist in a vice like grip, smile widening and growing ever so sadistic at the wince the arrogant boy presented.

"Saa, I think you should let go of Ryo-chan." Atobe scowled at the tensai, huffing at the implication that Ryoma wasn't enjoying his touch. (Which he wasn't, not that he was paying attention in first place.)

"Ore-sama doesn't think Ryo-chan minds being touched by Ore-sama." Atobe ground out between clenched teeth, making sure to put emphasis on the nickname. The two growled at each other, fangs barred like wild animals. Fuji suddenly thrust his hand backwards as if to grab onto something, or in this case, someone.

"Ryoma come with me." Not feeling anyone behind him, the two boys glanced over and froze. The space behind Fuji was empty. They swirled around to where they heard voices. All the regulars had abandoned them in favor of finding the courts.

"We'll settle this on the courts!" They both shouted at each other at the same time, pointing their fingers at the other.

"So Ochibi who do you think would win, Ryuusaki-sensai or Tezuka-buchou?" Eiji had glomped back onto the boy and they were doing strange match couples just out of curiosity.

"Hmm, when buchou's hurt or not? Cause if he is, Ryuusaki-sensei could win." Everyone looked to him at that. Ryoma gave them a questioning look, not understanding why they were looking at him like that. Seeing it, the regulars decided to elaborate.

"How did you notice he's hurt?"

"How could I notice something like that? Che, Mada Mada Dane, sempai-tachi." All of a sudden, two figures rushed past them so fast, they created a gust of wind. The regulars were shocked to see that it was Fuji and Atobe running to the courts. Giving each other curious looks, they hurried to the courts. Upon getting there though, there was an odd sight to see. Both players were not holding back, practically trying to crush the other. Seeing Jirou near them, they asked him what was going on.

"I don't know, they just suddenly came running over and immediately started a- A CHIBI! You're so cute!" Ryoma found himself on the receiving end of another glomp. Eiji, not wanting to be left out, glomped Ryoma too.

"Why the hell do people keep hugging me?"

"Because you're so KAWII!" both glompers replied in unison. (I just invented a word)

Ryoma mumbled curses under his breath and just watched the game, blushing whenever Fuji looked over at him with his cerulean eyes.

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Atobe and Fuji's game never got to end seeing as they had to leave eventually. They were on the bus home now, and for some reason, Fuji felt that he should protect his property by having Ryoma sit in his lap and growling at anybody who got in a five foot radius of the two. Ryoma would have escaped if not for two reasons.

Fuji is a sadistic, possessive, bastard who growled every time he made to get off.

Ryoma was quite tired and he rather liked being held. (not that he'd tell you of course)

Finally they got back to school, and Fuji deciding on his own that he would be spending the night at Ryoma's. On the walk home Fuji did something unexpected, he slammed Ryoma against a brick wall and stared deep into his eyes.

"Do you like Atobe?" His expression said that he would accept no BS. (Bull shit for those who don't know)

"Why do you ask?" Ryoma's voice wavered slightly. Fuji was scaring him, and yet, he felt something tingling in his stomach, not unlike butterflies.

"Answer the question," Fuji ground out, his teeth gnashing together after every word.

"N-no. Why would I like Monkey King?"

"Good." Fuji had a scary grin on his face before abruptly changing moods. He now had the innocent smile back and his eyes were closed. "Ah, Ryo-chan look, we're next to your house."

Ryoma looked over and sure enough, Fuji had pressed him to a neighbor's wall. He stumbled forward slightly when Fuji started dragging him in by the hand. With a blush on his face, he yelled out that he was home, but was greeted with silence. Seeing a note by the door, Ryoma picked it up and read it.

Dear Seishounen,

Your mother and I are going on a cruise for our anniversary. You're mature enough to stay home by yourself, but your mother thought it to dangerous, so you and that friend of yours will be staying here together. His parents said it was fine.

Love,

Your parents.

P.S. You better have a girlfriend when we get back.

Ryoma che'd at his father's stupidity and turned to find Fuji to tell him the news. He found him in the kitchen, making what appeared to be wasabi rolls. Shuddering Ryoma told his friend the news.

"Yay! I get to stay with Ryo-chan! It'll be like a really long sleepover." His friend turned away, mumbling something about clothes under his breath.

"Nyao~."

The two looked down to see Karupin rubbing around Ryoma's legs. The grin that immediately appeared on Ryoma's face made Fuji glare jealously at the cat.

"Karupin! Where have you been? I was so worried!" Picking the cat up, Ryoma started towards the stairs, "Let's go to sleep." Fuji quickly followed his love.

Laying down on the extra futon, Fuji looked over to the sleeping boy. Shuffling over, he pressed a light kiss on Ryoma's fore head.

"Oyasumi."

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A/N I am such an asshole. I made you guys wait two weeks for this piece of crap. I'm sorry it's just that since we missed a week of school, the teachers had to give us tons of homework to make up for what we missed. Feel free to send me death threats me to your hearts content. I deserve them.

On a better note I got a bunch of manga when I went to Nashville with my parents and sisters on Sunday. I even got to buy two shounen-ai ones. Silver Diamond and Rolling. I also got three Pandora hearts and a Black Cat.

Please review, even if it's just to say you'll kill me in my sleep. Reviews give me the warm fuzzies. Kaidoh plushies and Taka plushies to those who do.

By the way, if I ever take longer than two weeks to update, please send me a message to get off my lazy ass and work.

Just because I made you wait, here's a little omake to make it (hopefully) better.

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The next morning Ryoma and Fuji found a giant pile of chocolates and flowers on the front door step. A card revealed that they were gifts from Atobe to his little 'Kitten.'

Fuji picked up a flower and the murderous intent radiating off of him killed the flower.

"I'll kill him. I'll chop him into little bits and feed him to Karupin. Yes that's what I'll do. Hehehe."

Ryoma sighed and shivered at the creepy laugh exiting his friend's mouth. Stepping carefully over the pile, he made his way to school, trying to ignore the dark chuckles coming from his right.

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There really bad omake thing. Hope this makes things all better. Possessive Jealousy is probably going to be up in a few days, but don't get your hopes up to high.

My sister lost the flash drive I keep the stories on, so that's why it's so late.

I think that's all for now. Till next update.

P.S. Look it's over 2000 words again.