It's Not All About Tennis
23. Searching
The hallways were bustling with students of Rikkai Dai – incoming first years, second years with their wide hand motions and loud greetings, and third years who sighed in a way that clearly said "god, I just want to be in high school already – but Niou had no issue with pushing his way through them.
Rikkai Dai seemed to have an impossible number of students whose named fell within the M category so as he made his way through there were a lot of glares and angry "Watch where you're going"s.
But as he emerged from within a group of freshmen a grin spread across his face.
Standing there, placing a magnet on top of a picture of the team, was Marui with his shirt riding up to reveal a slim strip of toned skin. He quickly pushed through the remaining crowd and, when the boy rocked off of his toes and onto his heels, caught the boy in a firm grip.
Marui tensed before breathing out, "Masaharu."
"Mhm," Niou murmured into his hair. "You're not allowed to go on any more trips. I was going crazy without you."
Marui laughed, "Daichi and Taichi got sick of listening to me talk about you."
"Good. Now let's go see if we're in the same class and bribe my way into yours if I'm not."