It's Not All About Tennis
13. Freak Out
"I hate you!" Marui shouted. The light buzz of conversation around the tennis court stilled to silence. They first years watched in fascination, the non-regulars in exhaustion, and the regulars in worry as the redhead threw tennis ball after tennis ball at Niou. "I hate you! I hate you!"
"It's not the big of a deal!" Niou objected – ducking to avoid a tennis ball to his eye. "You're making a big deal out of nothing!"
"Shut up! Shut up!"
Leg lifted to avoid a series of badly aimed balls to his own balls, "Calm the fuck down!"
"Me? You kissed a girl!"
"She kissed me! How was I supposed to know she was going to mouth rape me!"
"This isn't funny, Niou!"
He flinched at the sound of his last name coming from his partner's lips and in the process failed to miss a ball aimed for his lip. The force sent him backward as Marui stalked off the court – satisfied with finally landing a good hit.
Niou watched him for a minute before collapsing backwards onto the court and sighing, "I know it's not funny damn it. I might lose you."