remialcsid: I don't own Tenipuri.

Sorry this chapter took a tiny bit longer than usual... (Hey, don't complain. You guys got two chapters in one day last time!)

It was because I spent an entire hour reviewing this chapter, re-reading it and editing the mistakes. And when I pressed save, the thing was like LOL SORRY YOU HAVE TO LOG IN so I lost all that hard work and had to re-start the entire thing. -_- Honestly, this is the 6th time it happens to me. I should really learn from my mistakes.

So I quickly apologize for any mistakes because the re-re-editing was done in a five minute rush.

"Thank god you won that match, Seiichi." said Yanagi.

They were talking about the match that had occurred the previous day between Atobe and Seiichi. Atobe had put up a surprisingly good fight, especially with his World of Ice technique. Unfortunately for the Hyotei captain; having his eyesight taken away didn't do justice to his insight. All of his powerful moves had been sealed, bringing a victory to Seiichi.

The two made a truce and shook hands. So far Atobe has kept his end of the bargain. The arrogant teen had not called Seiichi about wanting to know the latest Rikkai rumour and Oshitari put a solid block on Seiichi's online diary. Seiichi had also apologized for lying on his part. Genichirou had grabbed Atobe's shirt and threatened the Hyotei captain with death by his kendo sword if Atobe ever put the moves on Seiichi again.

Seiichi had beamed and kissed Genichirou on the cheek. How cute, the vice-captain was protective.

"Yes, I don't even want to imagine what would have happened if I had lost." shuddered Seiichi.

Genichirou looked up from his calligraphy. "It wouldn't have been that bad though. It's just a Hyotei team activity. It could've been a lot worst." said Genichirou.

"…Gen, the Hyotei activity they were talking about was just an orgy with the rest of the Hyotei regulars." said Seiichi. "I do think that's pretty bad."

Genichirou was confused. "What's an orgy?"

There was a silent pause. Then both Seiichi and Yanagi burst out laughing.

After having sex with Seiichi for the first time, Genichirou was pleasantly surprised to find that he didn't feel any different around his lover. He still loved Seiichi just as much as before, perhaps even more now. If anything, Genichirou now felt a lot more comfortable and at ease then ever. Seiichi had seen all of him and accepted him. Their intimate bond had gotten stronger and that made them both happy.

Yes, Genichirou was happy to leave his awkward days of being afraid of the unknown behind him. Or at least he thought it was over until Seiichi reminded him of something.

"Genichirou, remember your promise." Seiichi whispered Friday evening when they were alone in the locker room. "Next time, I'm the uke."

Oh shit.

How could he have forgotten? Genichirou recalled their previous arguments about who would get to be the seme and uke on their first time. Although Genichirou had won that time, Seiichi had settled for second place. And now the bluenette wanted his medal.

Genichirou walked home and mauled it over and over in his mind. He couldn't say no to Seiichi. But… it was the exact same problem as before. For Seiichi, it would be like his first time. Genichirou would have to be gentle and prepare him, careful not to make any sudden movements.

But it would be trickier. Seiichi had a smaller frame and Genichirou was a lot bigger down there. If it had hurt Genichirou, then it would most certainly hurt Seiichi even more.

It wasn't that he didn't want to make love again. Oh god no, it really wasn't the issue. Genichirou still fantasized and thought about sex everyday. The problem was that simply thinking of hurting Seiichi made his heart ache.

Once again, Genichirou spent a restless night tossing and turning because having sex was just asking for problems and worries.

He had a date with Seiichi that afternoon, outside at the park. Thank goodness it was a bright sunny Saturday afternoon or else their date would have not gone to plan. Yet, the sunny sky was not making Genichirou's mood any better.

Seiichi noticed Genichirou's silence. Holding hands, Seiichi insisted that they sit down on a park bench. Seiichi looked over at his lover in concern.

"Gen, is everything alright? You look a pale and you have dark rings under your eyes." said Seiichi, petting the skin under Genichirou's eyes with his fingers.

"A-Ah. I'm okay. I just… didn't sleep properly." said the vice-captain.

Seiichi raised an eyebrow. "What's worrying you?"

"Nothing!" Genichirou said a little too quickly.

"Genichirou." Seiichi had a dangerous tone. "Please don't lie to me. Tell me what's wrong."

Genichirou took a deep breath. His hand was still clenched in Seiichi's smaller one. Seiichi waited, continuing to pet his cheek and neck in encouragement.

"I-It's just… I don't want to hurt you." said Genichirou.

Seiichi cocked his head to the side questioningly. "Why would you hurt me, Gen?"

"Because…" The vice-captain exhaled loudly. "You want to have s-sex again… but you want to be the uke. I know how it feels and… I'm afraid to hurt you."

Seiichi smiled, leaning in for a tiny kiss. "I know what to expect, Genichirou. I won't blame you if it does hurt. It's supposed to be painful at first. I didn't like hurting you either but your face was nothing but pure bliss soon after. Didn't it feel good for you?"

"Of course it did! B-But I'm bigger. It'll be worst for you."

"Think of it as needing to know suffering in order to know true happiness." said Seiichi. "Gen, don't worry. I know what I'm asking and I trust you. I will not blame you for anything. I really want you to make love to me, please."

"… I'll try. But if it's really too painful, tell me right away." said the vice-captain. Nodding, Seiichi wrapped his arms around the bigger teen, pressing their sides together. Seiichi hummed contently.

'What a worry-wart Genichirou is!' thought Seiichi. It was nice to know that Genichirou thought so much about him, but Seiichi didn't want Genichirou to beat himself up and not sleep because of him either. Hopefully, Genichirou would gain complete confidence soon.

It was only natural for parents or grandparents to want to know everything that was happening in their child's life. At least, that was the excuse Gen'emon gave himself when he invited Yukimura Seiichi over for tea one morning, very early before school.

Gen'emon was delighted that Seiichi was not hiding anything about what he had been doing with Genichirou. Genichirou had been so secretive lately and wouldn't tell Gen'emon anything. The two sipped tea and laughed, mostly at Genichirou, but about other people too, like Tezuka. Gen'emon had known the Tezuka family for sixty years and could tell Yukimura all sorts of funny stories.

Even if Genichirou woke up at 4am every morning, he usually stayed in the dojo for two hours before heading out to morning practice. Even if Seiichi had cancelled tennis practice that morning, Genichirou still had a routine and didn't break the habit.

And so, it truly was a shock for Genichirou to walk in the kitchen and find his boyfriend and his grandfather laughing and enjoying tea together.

"S-Seiichi? What are you doing here?" said Genichirou.

"Oh, your grandfather invited me over yesterday for tea." said Seiichi, still chuckling at whatever Gen'emon had said. "Sanada-san, you truly have the most fascinating stories." Seiichi told Gen'emon.

"Genichirou! You are such a rude brat to have kept Yukimura all to yourself." said Gen'emon. "Yukimura, please feel free to come over more often. Sharing tea with you is a lot more interesting than drinking it with my useless grandson."

Genichirou grumbled and took the seat next to Seiichi. Seiichi smiled and poured a cup for the vice-captain.

"So what was I saying? …Oh yes, about that useless grandson of mine, let me tell you a funny story." said Gen'emon. Genichirou groaned. Sometimes, he could swear that Gen'emon lived to tell embarrassing stories about his or Tezuka's childhood. Genichirou was ready to bet that Gen'emon had been telling Seiichi nothing but awkward stories about what a weird kid he was for the past hour.

"That Genichirou was a really strange kid. He was just always frowning at everyone like an antisocial brat." said Gen'emon. "Except when he met you, Yukimura, and you became best friends at tennis camp when you were about four or five years old. Then Genichirou would come back home with sparkly eyes and talk non-stop about Yukimura-this and Yukimura-that."

Genichirou flushed. "Grandfather, I was not a weird kid."

"You were a weird kid! You passed Halloween only once and you dressed up as an onion. And instead of asking for candy, you went around telling people the benefits of eating vegetables. When people tried giving you candy, you tarundoru!slapped them. If you weren't a tough kid, you would have gotten bullied and beaten up everyday for how weird you were." said Gen'emon, pointing accusingly at Genichirou.

"That's not weird, that's being concerned about your health!" shouted Genichirou.

"You were six years old and concerned about healthy eating. I do think that's weird. You mumbled about dentistry conspiracies for a month after that and wrote essays at school. Even the teachers thought you were strange." Gen'emon shook his head. "It's like you were born as an old man."

Seiichi laughed. "Sorry, Gen. But I have to agree that even today, you are not exactly a normal high schooler." Genichirou looked down sadly. "But that's fine with me. I didn't pick you because of your plainness. I love you just the way you are, weird or not." Seiichi gave Genichirou a kiss on the cheek.

Genichirou face turned bright red at Seiichi's words and at the fact that the bluenette had just kissed him in front of his grandfather. But Gen'emon was totally unaffected.

"Pfft, still blushing at just a kiss, Genichirou?" Gen'emon smirked. "Honestly, after everything Yukimura told me, how can such a small thing still affect you?"

Genichirou's look of dread met Seiichi's gaze. "You told my grandfather?"

Seiichi shrugged. "I didn;t tell him much. He asked a few questions and he does have a right to get some answers. He's your family. Sanada-san was just concerned since you haven't been very talkative around him lately." said the bluenette. "You shouldn't hide too much from your family. It's not good to push others to the sidelines just because you have a boyfriend."

Genichirou sighed. Well, he was already used to it after all. The entire school knew everything too after that stunt Atobe had pulled.

Still, it was strange but it made Genichirou feel sad. Everyone knew he and Seiichi were dating because of the rumours and such, but he still considered his alone time with the bluenette to be a private matter. He had hoped Seiichi thought of it in the same way and would not reveal secret things to just anyone. Genichirou had wanted to keep it just between them.

After the tea, they walked to school together. They held hands as usual.

"Genichirou, is something bothering you?" asked Seiichi in concern. At first, Seiichi had thought that Genichirou was embarrassed at the stories Gen'emon had told. But Genichirou looked really depressed. "Are you still worried about making love to me?"

Genichirou knew it wouldn't do any good to keep it in. He didn't intend to keep secrets from his lover. Seiichi would draw it out of him eventually anyways.

"No, it's not that." Genichirou whispered. They had stopped walking. "I had just hoped… that our private time together and what we do could be kept secret. It meant a lot to me, but now that everyone knows about it… you've been telling a lot of people too… and now it doesn't feel as special anymore. It doesn't feel like it's just between us anymore."

Realization hit Seiichi like a big slap in the face. The bluenette's face warped into an expression of hurt. "G-Gen, I'm sorry. If you didn't want me to tell anyone…"

Genichirou was silent. That was exactly what he had wanted… he didn't want others to know.

"I promise, I won't tell anymore. I mean… I would only tell a bit to my closest friends. Just like how Fuji and Yanagi tell me about their relationships. I thought it was a normal thing to do." Seiichi was upset at himself. "B-But you are right. I should have asked you first if it was okay to tell others…"

"Seiichi, I'm not- I don't blame you for the rumours circling around school or for the crap Atobe spread around the other day." Genichirou hugged Seiichi tightly.

"I'm sorry…" whispered Seiichi, hugging his face to Genichirou's chest. Seiichi was so mad at himself. How could he have been so selfish? He knew how shy Genichirou still was about their relationship. What was he thinking all those times he talked to Atobe, Fuji and Yanagi on the phone, telling them stories happily? Of course it would have spread around. No wonder everyone knew. Now he had taken away the magic; Genichirou said it didn't feel special anymore.

A sharp pain spread all over Genichirou when he felt wetness on his shirt. Seiichi was crying. He had made his love cry. He was the worst. "Seiichi, its fine. I'm not angry. Everyone makes mistakes… you learn from your mistakes, right?" Genichirou tried sounding happy, but he was actually at a loss for words. Tears was something he didn't know how to deal with… and around Seiichi, he hadn't really dealt with them in a very long time.

Seiichi shook his head, clinging tightly to Genichirou's jacket. Genichirou rubbed soothing circles all over Seiichi's back. Great, other students were also walking on the same street towards the school and they were staring. Genichirou glared at everyone who even got close to him or Seiichi.

"Seiichi, it's okay. I mean, you only told a few people right? It's not like you went around announcing it to the world and seeking attention." said Genichirou.

Seiichi pulled back slightly. His eyes were red and puffy, tears still flowing down. In a choked voice, he said, "I-I just told some stuff t-to F-Fuji, A-Atobe and Yanagi. And your g-grandfather today. But I never told a-anyone w-we had sex, t-they only know because of that moron, Atobe."

Genichirou blinked. "You never told anyone about the time we made love?"

Seiichi shook his head. "N-Never. I m-mentioned other things we did, but n-never us making love."

"It's alright, Seiichi. You can stop crying. I believe you." Genichirou smiled gently, wiping the tears with his fingers.

"No! It's n-not okay!" Seiichi said in the loudest voice he could manage. "It's my fault everyone kn-knows! If I hadn't written it down…"

"It was Atobe's fault. He went and looked at your internet diary thing, didn't he."

"Y-Yeah, but what about the time I accidentally posted it on my blog for the world to see? And I told my friends about our alone time! Even if it wasn't sex, it was still our secret and I told them. The first time I kissed you was a secret, yet I specifically made Yagyuu walk in on us so that others would know you were taken. And how I always talk about us openly at practice or in the school hallways. Or the time I was too stubborn to seme and had the entire school vote to decide our positions?" cried out Seiichi. He was the worst. He didn't deserve Genichirou's love.

Genichirou silenced Seiichi with a kiss. Seiichi's lips were wet and trembling, gasping for breath. The bluenette tried to pull away, but Genichirou brought his hand behind Seiichi's head, trapping him into the kiss. Genichirou moved his lips in a gentle rhythm back and forth, muffling Seiichi's whimpers. Genichirou didn't stop until he felt Seiichi's tense body relaxing. Seiichi's breathing slowly returned to normal as he leaned against Genichirou for support.

Finally, Genichirou parted their mouths and looked straight down at Seiichi's shining eyes.

"Seiichi, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. When you cry and blame yourself like that, it hurts me even more." said Genichirou. "I forgive you, so don't keep on dwelling on it."

Seiichi looked like he was about to object again, but he closed his mouth.

"You have been the most patient and caring lover, even if you were stubborn a few times." said Genichirou kindly.

"B-But… you said our time was not as special anymore…" said Seiichi.

"That's not true. I shouldn't have said that. It was stupid of me." frowned Genichirou. "Even if you told others and even if Atobe read about it, only the two of us will truly know what it felt like. So… I don't care if the whole world knows. I will still love you just the same."

Seiichi's lips turned up in a tiny smile. He dabbed the last of his tears away, also wiping away the argument for good, leaving it behind as they continued their walk to school.

Sure enough, several students had seen Seiichi crying in Genichirou's arms on the way to school and many were talking about it. Seiichi's puffy red eyes only re-enforced their statements as they wondered what had happened between the two. Genichirou didn't let it bother him. Let them talk, they don't know anything.

Seiichi was even brighter than usual for the remainder of the day, even through his least favourite history class. Afternoon tennis practice was happy and warm. Seiichi didn't yell at anyone to pick up the pace. Genichirou followed Seiichi's example and didn't Tarundoru!Slap anyone.

It was only once they were alone in the locker room that Genichirou's anxiety returned.

"Gen, on Sunday night, my family will be out." said Seiichi.

"… Is that so? How come?" asked Genichirou, trying to not think about what an empty house implied.

"I told my mom I wanted a date with you alone for a few hours." said Seiichi. "And don't give me that look." Genichirou had begun frowning again. "I didn't tell my mom anything. She figured it out herself. And she says it's fine as long as we don't waste water like last time you came over."

"So…" Genichirou gulped.

"So I'll be expecting you on Sunday night at six o'clock. Bring the lube and don't be late."

Author's Note:

My excuse is that I had a dream about an onion who was tarundoru slapping people. And it was even weirder than the dream I once had about Aztec squirrels.

So today is Father's Day! Go hug your fathers! Go hug a Sanada because he is totally the father of Rikkai amiright?

Also, for the record, it's not that I hate Atobe, it's just that he reminds me too much of my dad. D; I swear my dad just sits there sipping his expensive wine and talking about what an awesome person he thinks he is all the time. But my dad plays golf instead.

Besides, I'm so never EVER going golfing with my dad ever again. It only ends with me sucking at golf and my dad exclaiming "Wasn't that a beautiful hit? I'm just too amazing! Really, you all should be honoured to be in my presence! I could have become a world-class model and athlete but instead I choose this humble life of being the greatest father in existance!" and then me going, "...Dad, please shut up."

/random story is random/

Next Chapter: They do end up wasting water. A lot of it.