It's Not All About Tennis
38. Electrify
The rain is almost painful as it falls on Marui's skin.
"Fuck!" he cursed, wrapping his arms around himself as though it would stop the rain from being so cold. Dressed in only his weekend clothes, a tee-shirt and a pair of too old and too short shorts with tears in them, he glared at Niou. "Get your ass back inside before you catch a cold, damn it! Yukimura isn't going to be happy when you can't practice because your bent over a toilet puking!"
Niou didn't answer for a long time, his arms thrown out as he twirled in the rain and his feet slapped against the mud with no worries about the thunder and lightening that struck in the background.
"'Haru," Marui complained, stomping his foot childishly. "Come on! You're going to fall or get struck by lightening or something!"
"Trust me, Bunta," Niou sung without looking at him, "the only thing striking me down, is gonna be you when you leave."
Marui scolded as he finally ventured out of the houses safety. He ran towards the long haired boy, tackling him. Mud and water flew around them as they hit the ground.
They squirmed for a minute before Marui managed to pin Niou to the ground, his hands on either side of the smiling boys head and his knee between his legs.
"I'm not leaving you, you fucking idiot," Marui snapped before crushing their lips together.