Not All About Tennis
5. Practical
Marui listened to the steady thump of Niou's heart pounding in his ears. After a moment, he said, "There's no way we're going to get into the same high school."
"We will. We've both got good grades," Niou answered as his hands ran through Marui's pink locks.
He shook his head against the others firm chest, "No we won't. You're ranked fourth and I'm one-hundred and fourth."
"Out of three hundred. It's a good position."
"Not good enough to get into the schools your mother is going to make you take exams for," Marui declared. His arms tightened around Niou slightly, "You'll go to a different school then me and meet some handsome guy and never talk to me again."
Niou's chest shook with laughter. After a moment he forced out, "Bunta, I promise you that will not happen – if not only because you live down the street and 'Mura would never let us break up."
"That's not helping," Marui's voice was muffled as he spoke into Niou's shoulder. "I don't want you to be with me because you have to be."
Niou kissed the top of the others head lightly with a grin spread across his face, "I'm just being honest babes."