Sorry for taking so long with the updates. School work is so hectic and I've been doing a bit of community service hours for school. A must for those who want to graduate so I'm doing those while I still can. Also started my own manga but it's so weird lol Anyways, once again, sorry I've been making you wait!
WARNING: Contains hot scenes, cuteness and fluff. You are passing a male/male story telling turn back if you hate this sort of stuff.
Don't own this anime or the manga.
"F-Fuji, how can you possibly drink this stuff? It's disgusting!" Eiji pushed the green glob of juice away from him and pounded the table with his fists.
"It tastes fine to me Eiji. By the way. Has Tezuka spoken to anyone about the match? About how it happened?" Eiji shrugged his shoulders and let out a large sigh.
"Oishi says he won't talk to anyone unless it's strictly tennis. I wonder what our chibi is up to." Eiji looked so warped in his own world that he didn't realize Fuji's drink sitting on the table.
"I'm guessing Echizen is in better hands for now. Tezuka must get over him some time. Other wise, he won't be able to play..." Eiji noticed that Fuji was trailing off and felt a tight squeeze being placed on him.
It was a rare moment for Fuji to be alone with the acrobatic star. Fuji felt happy to be releasing his emotions and felt Eiji needed an explanation. He stopped hugging the other boy and faced him with both his eyes opened.
"Eiji. I have a question."
"Ask me anything!"
"Are you dating Oishi?"
"I...um...err...w-who told you about us?" Fuji gave a sudden jolt in surprise but calmed himself down and went about drinking the green slime in the glass cup.
Ryoma gritted his teeth as he stared at himself in the mirror. He was becoming a girl and he knew it. He had a sudden desire to put something nice on for Atobe and found himself in the royal bathroom of Atobe Keigo who had not just one bathroom but three more down the hall. Ryoma's hair was once again, put into a short pony tail on the side of his head and Atobe had ordered for the best dresses on the double earlier.
The dress Ryoma was wearing was sure to send Tezuka and Momoshiro rocketing if they ever saw him in it. Which the others would never get a chance to since Atobe was taking Ryoma out to the beach for a bit of moon light sailing on his ship.
"Anytime, princess." Ryoma grunted and left the large bathroom and walked past Atobe.
"If you try anything, you'll find yourself drowning." Ryoma went down the long stair case with Atobe in tow.
"I'll be a good boy. Ryoma-kun, you shouldn't get your hopes down like that. Going out with me is like having all your dreams come true."
"You're just a monkey king. How can a monkey king solve my problems?" Atobe had to fight himself to remain under control and looked around to see if anyone was around.
Atobe smirked and grabbed hold of Ryoma's wrist and caused the young boy to look around to face him. Before Ryoma could say anything, Atobe twirled Ryoma around on his feet and leaned him over the stair case railing that was made of solid marble. Ryoma's back reached the railing and Ryoma could feel the cold marble like he was touching ice.
"I won you. You should be thankful this isn't Momoshiro. I'll pleasure you in the most cutest ways as possible so do not fret, OK?" With that, Atobe winked and gave Ryoma a smooch on the cheek before straightening back up.
"Stupid monkey king. I was never a prize to be won. I never said I would go out with you-"
"But here you are. Standing in the most cutest dress any girl could dream of and standing in my own home alone with the tennis king. Does something about me disturb you, Ryoma-kun?" Atobe moved in again and began to reach below to Ryoma's private area.
Ryoma's cheeks flushed red as he felt the strong hands of Atobe Keigo, the man who had won the match fair and square against the two Seigaku members. Ryoma felt himself growing hot down below and shoved Atobe away with a small force.
"Pl-please stop..." Atobe replayed the words in his head and smiled to himself as he took ahold of Ryoma's hands.
"I understand Ryoma-kun. You're falling for me every time I do 'that' to you." Atobe moved in for a kiss but Ryoma pushed him away and ran back up the stairs, searching for a bedroom that would ensure his safe escape.
"Echizen!" Ryoma didn't listen to Atobe's shouting and cursing and looked around wildly for any sign of a royal message stating which room was Atobe's.
"Could have told me you didn't like it...Atobe here." Atobe let out a sigh and brushed his slick hair back as he leaned against the railing of the second floor of his mansion.
"Atobe. Tezuka wishes to meet with you." Hearing Tezuka's name, Atobe stood up straight and smiled.
"Ryoma and I will be right out soon." Atobe clicked his phone off, shut it and stuck the expensive looking phone back in his pant pocket.
"RYOMA. TEZUKA'S HERE TO SEE YOU!" Ryoma stopped in his searching and pondered.
'Tezuka...Tezuka is here?' Ryoma turned around and followed the hall back to the large stair case. He did not take his eyes off the door and readied his flat and open toed shoes. He was going to make a dash for the door, to be the one that Tezuka sees first.
"Don't get your hopes up, Ryoma-kun. The guy's way too plain and boring for you. Now come." Ryoma glared at Atobe while walking down the steps and swatted the man's hand away when Atobe reached out for Ryoma's hand.
"You'll get my hands dirty." Atobe put one hand on his face and watched as Ryoma stepped off of the last few steps and ran for the front doors.
'Tezuka, you step on my court and you shall get what you deserve. Ryoma is mine.' Atobe chuckled to himself and followed the rushed Ryoma out of the mansion.
Tezuka seemed out of breath and sweat was pouring off his face like he had been placed in a hot bath for too long. His hair was dripping water but had not flattened like it would if he were under the water. Atobe was the first to make a move.
"Really. Coming all the way out here to see us off. You shouldn't have, Tezuka."
"I only came for Echizen." The gate opened for Tezuka and he walked in with full pride, walking toward Ryoma.
"Not to be rude in weird way, but you are trespassing on my grounds. I won him fair and square Tezuka." Atobe warned him but Tezuka shoved him away and looked down at Ryoma and his current outfit.
"Tezuka. You hit me back then. I still can't forgive you for the past. Only Momo-senpai knows what really happened between you and I. I respect him for not saying anything. Do me a big favor and leave me be for once." Ryoma showed no interest into whether Tezuka was feeling a bit upset after that but Tezuka held on a bit longer.
"I was the only reason you stayed in Seigaku. Hanging around trash like Atobe will get you more upset then I ever did. With me...I'll promise not to let you go ever again." Ryoma could feel himself being wrapped around someones finger.
"I...I don't want you anymore! Why can't you let me go?! WHY?" Ryoma shouted out in anger and banged on Tezuka's chest as he broke down crying in front of Atobe and Tezuka.
"I'm so sorry Echizen. I didn't mean to hurt you this way. Come back to me." Ryoma stopped his crying and noticed the difference between the words of 'to' and 'with'.
"I'm not an animal, Tezuka. You nearly killed me and you expect me to come back...crawling to you?" Ryoma began to cry again and Atobe scowled at Tezuka who could only watch in horror as Ryoma broke down again and again in front of the both of them.
"You attempted murder on him? Ryoma-kun let's leave this man to his madness and go for a little cruise in the limo." Atobe took Ryoma by both his arms and stood him upright, leading him to the black and sleek car that was waiting at the gates.
"Ryoma." Ryoma stopped after hearing his name being called and turned around without letting Atobe open the door of the limo.
"I'm sorry for what I've done. I hope Atobe takes care of you." With that said, Tezuka bowed in respect and left the through the front gates and back onto the actual street.
"Atobe. You will tell no one of what you have heard. Has to remain a secret or else...my father might not let me back here ever again. You'll keep it a secret, right?"
"Sure. My mouth is closed. Ryoma-kun, you sure you want to go with me?"
"I'm fine. Let's go." As Atobe held the door open for Ryoma, he noticed quite a big scar on the boy's back but didn't press on the subject and merely thought to himself for the whole ride.
'Is the scar from Tezuka? Is this what Ryoma-kun meant by 'nearly killing him'?'
Atobe was left in deep thoughts as the driver drove them toward the city and past Tezuka.
"Atobe, where are we going?"
"A place where I take all my women Ryoma-kun."
"The jungle?"
"R-Ryoma you little brat, I took you away from that devil, Tezuka and all you keep calling me is 'monkey king'. It's annoying just keep calling me Atobe. Or if you want to add something, 'Atobe the king of tennis'."
"Atobe...I want you for dinner." Ryoma leaned over and licked the side of Atobe's face.
"Mr. Monkey king." Ryoma added a smile to his face. Atobe felt himself get hot between the legs and tried to look more manly without the bulge sticking too far out.
A/n: I wonder what happened to poor Ryoma-kun. Scratch that, I already know! Do review and see if you want to find out more of what will happen. And do not guess what happened to Ryoma. It will not work! How does Momoshiro know about all this? Stay tuned and I'll tell you next time!