-1Hello anybody reading this! Almost everything is back in order now, so things should go more smoothly from here! I'm actually going to answer reviews this time, and I'm sorry it's been a while.

Blufox- No, he has to have physical contact with the person (After all, we don't know if his power is only for Kunimitsu yet!) and Tezuka never slept, so he never felt the pain in the first place. It's all connected to sleep, not to nighttime.

Yoshikochan- I'm glad you like it! Sleep is VERY important, as Kunimitsu might very well find out if things continue this way! Thank you for your review!

KiriharaAkaya- TakaSakuno? I would have never even thought of that! Still, I have plans for Taka. As for Kaido's name, it is very kind of you to point this out to me, but I spell it the way I do because I started by reading the Manga, before seeing the Anime or anything else, and so I spell it as it is in there! Really, though, I appreciate that you would tell me (most might be afraid of offending me), and I'm sorry if it bothers you to read it this way, but it's a habit, and not one I plan to break!

KaL KeY- I'm sorry! I finally finished fixing everything, which means that I JUST started writing new chapters again (I'm out of pre-written now!!) Still, it should get faster now! Sorry for the wait!

CelicaChick- Most people seemed to like Jealous Tezuka (Yes, it's a title now). -shrugs- I often feel sorry for Taka, but I've had a great plan for him all along, so don't worry!

Disclaimer- I do not own Prince of Tennis

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Kaido knew that Inui had been on the computer since they had gotten home, two hours ago. Surely he would stop for a break soon. Kaido had been careful not to stand at the door for more then a couple seconds every time he went to check on the data expert, but this time he felt compelled to stand there for just a moment longer.

"Kaoru," Inui's voice caught Kaido's immediate attention. The older boy wheeled his chair around to face the underclassman, one hand still resting on the desk. Kaido's eyes settled on that hand, and he had to pry them away as Inui began speaking again. "Eould you have a look at this? This stream of data looks strange." Kaido's eyebrows rose slightly. Even if it looked strange to Inui, what would it matter what it looked like to him?

"Of course, Senpai," he said, still the ever faithful kohai.

"You may have to zoom in," Inui said, moving aside so that Kaido could get in front of the computer. Kaido bent over to get a good view, and then grabbed the mouse, zooming as Inui had instructed. What he saw made him gasp. There were words written in the data!

'Will you go to Atobe's Ball with me?' Kaido read, looking to Inui, a blush coming across his face. Inui tilted his head with a perplexed expression, waiting for Kaido to say something. "W-what...?" Kaido started, but didn't know what to say. Was Inui messing with him?

"Well?" Inui asked, but Kaido was in shock, and found himself unable to answer. Inui's expression changed, becoming a bit sadder. "Gomennasai, Kaido-kun, it seems I have overstepped my bounds." Kaido hadn't failed to notice that Inui hadn't called him 'Kaoru'. How long had it been since they had been on such unfamiliar terms? Inui turned, not wanting to look into Kaido's eyes, for fear of what he might see there. "Forget it." He began to walk out, but Kaido reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Wait," he said, and Inui stopped, "What... Does this mean?" Inui looked back, the light flashing across his square glasses. His cat ears were out.

"Nothing, if you don't want it to," Inui said calmly, and Kaido took a deep breath.

"... And if I do?" He asked, finding himself still breathless. He could feel his pupils turning into their snake-like slits, and the the scales slowly appearing at the corners of those eyes. Inui reached up, with the arm that Kaido did not have a hold of, and took off his glasses. Like Kunimitsu, he didn't need those glasses anymore, but hiding his eyes had always befitted him before, so he still wore them. He looked down at the other boy, and Kaido saw those eyes, so wonderfully green, and noticed that Inui's eyes, too, had those same slits.

"Then I'm asking you out," Inui said, feeling a bit bolder now, having gotten over the fear of being immediately turned down. Kaido looked at his senpai's eyes a moment longer, before finally smiling. Inui was taken aback, having never expected how Kaido's face lit up when he smiled. 'He looks... Even more stunning then normal...'

"Yes, then," Kaido smiled, and Inui couldn't help but kiss him.

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"Shusuke!" Yuta said, as they finally moved off of the courts. He had lost, three to six, but it wasn't until now that he saw the burn on Fuji's right hand. "You played with that?" he asked, pointing to the burn, "You should have just told me that you were hurt."

"It's fine, Yuta," Fuji assured him with a smile.

"How did you manage to do that anyway?" Yuta asked, bothered by the fact that his brother had probably done something senseless.

"I didn't," Fuji shrugged, "Kunimitsu burned himself yesterday, and when I took his hand to examine it, it transferred to mine." Yuta frowned.

"You think maybe he caused that to happen?" HE asked, but Fuji merely chuckled.

"Kunimitsu would never do that, not to anyone. No, it was my fault, apparently I have new power," he said, tactfully not mentioning that he had asked for it.

"Why isn't it bandaged, then?" Yuta asked, suspicious.

"I couldn't very well let Kunimitsu see it, he would blame himself, and he has enough to worry about as it is. If I had taken it to Ryuzaki, she would have question me about it, and it would have eventually made it's way back to Kunimitsu," Fuji said, his logic simple and understandable, since he had informed Yuta of all that was going on already.

"You can't just leave it like that, Aniki," Yuta argued, "Come on, we have a first aid kit up at the dorms."

"Arigatou, Yuta," Fuji said, and allowed the younger boy to lead him up to the dormitory.

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"I'm home," Fuji said, his voice hardly audible. He wasn't sure what it had been, but he had gotten the feeling that he was being watched on his flight home, and it left a bad taste in his mouth. Still, Kunimitsu was more important then a silly premonition, and he headed up the stairs.

Kunimitsu was already awake when Fuji came in, the pains having awoken him a few minutes prior. He put on a smiled, and hoped that Fuji wouldn't see through it. Whether he did or not wasn't clear as he threw his arms around Kunimitsu, kissing his cheek before merely holding on tight. In his tired state, Kunimitsu noticed with a bit of numb amusement that both of their wings were out, and that if things continued like this, they would have to go shirt shopping soon.

"Welcome home," Kunimitsu said, hoping his voice sounded stronger then he felt. Fuji released him, and he realized he did not.

"Are you alright? You don't sound well," Fuji frowned, placing his hands on Kunimitsu's knees as he settled into a sitting position, facing the buchou.

"What happened to your hand?" Kunimitsu asked, eyeing the bandages.

"It's just a little hurt," Fuji answered, "Please don't avoid the question." His eyes were open and pleading with Kunimitsu. It was ironic that he, a sadist to the core, wanted to keep all pain from reaching this one person. If he wasn't so worried, he might have chuckled, realizing that he was becoming more of a masochist where Kunimitsu was concerned.

"I'm fine," Kunimitsu insisted, "Just a little tired." Understatement of the century. "How did you hurt your hand?"

"It happened while I was with Yuta," Fuji lied easily. "If you're tired, go ahead and sleep before dinner. I'll help you when the pains come. How did I manage to sleep through it last night?"

"You were pretty wiped out yesterday," Kunimitsu shrugged, and could have kicked himself. He smiled instead, "But it's alright, I made it through the night, didn't I?"

"I don't want you to suffer while I'm sleeping," Fuji said, exasperated.

"Would you rather I suffer while you're awake? Fuji, there's nothing either of us can do about it right now. I would rather you not lose sleep, for that reason. Why should both of us have to be effected?"

'But I can do something, Kunimitsu, I can,' Fuji thought, but knew he couldn't tell the other boy about his power yet.