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And if anyone had noticed, this is a normal story, just parted by themes (?).

Fandom – The Prince of Tennis -not mine-

Theme – 011 Memory

Character – Kawamura Takashi and Jin Akutsu

Words – 441

Warning – Lame chapter. Blame me however you want. This one really sucks.

011 – Memory

While Takashi was looking for something to drink, Jin stayed at the room, looking at the TV screen passively.

He still remembered how they had met when they were nine at the karate dojo. He was Satan's spawn back then and the best of all was that he knew it. And he was glad with it. By the other hand, Takashi was just as simple-minded as now, with the difference that he developed another strong personality in the years he hadn't been in touch.

Jin always wondered why the hell had happened to split his mind like that.

When Takashi had taken his racquet when they were at Jin's home, he hadn't gone crazy and furious. His smile stayed on his face before told him it was lighter than he had thought at first. Even he had swung it a few times before leaving it where he had found it. Jin had shrugged ignoring the fact Takashi had already gone beside his mother to talk to her about…Well, he didn't remember that. It was asking for too much. He was nine after all. His memory was good but not that good.

He didn't care about it as long as Takashi was able to control himself in front of him. Even if he was a bit curious about what could happen if he took a racquet while they were alone.

"Had the movie started?" Takashi asked as he opened the door to slide into the room. He carried with him two bottles of water and one of orange juice. "I'm sorry, there wasn't any Ponta." He said quite ashamed, sitting beside him again.

He didn't know why but when he was looking for the drinks, something told him that he was already missing Jin and now he saw him again, he realized that could be truth.

"No and I don't mind," he stole one of the water bottles as Takashi took the juice for him.

After the first drink, both of them licked his lips to wet his mouths well enough.

"Kawamura," Jin called, hoping he turned to look at him. It took him a few seconds but he did it. Instead of saying anything, Jin just leaned towards him to kiss him like a while ago, this time with Takashi's awareness awake.

Might be Jin would give him his own racquet just for know what kind of things he could say or do in his burning mode. In a second thought, he would do it once he had nothing to lose with him that would hurt him and his body.

His body, especially his hair, was more important than his curiosity.