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Chapter 7 updated! Wow, I never thought I'd write this much! xD I guess it's because of everyone's encouraging reviews and all the story alerts/faves/author alerts/faves. I would like to thank everyone that supported me! ^-^ Also, special thanks to Yuu-chan for helping me phrase some sentences. =3 Time for sorries. Once again, sorry if the story is very repetitive! Also, I have a thing for Ryoma being tied up. xD I'll try to avoid it in future chapters! And sorry for the smirkiness. ^-^;;

Disclaimer: PoT not mine. *Sigh
Main Pairing In Chapter: AtoRyo/Royal Pair
Rating: Rated T+/R
Warnings: Blow job, OOCness
Next Chapter: I have entered this Animation Festival, so I might not update for the next two or three weeks. BUT… I promise I will not drop the story. =3

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THREE DAYS LATER

For the last few days, Ryoma stayed at the mansion without going to school. During those three days, he learned that Atobe had 3 broken ribs, a few cracks in the skull, lots of deeps cuts, bruised/torn muscles, a crack on both his shins, and a lot of fatal injuries which Ryoma never heard of. What scared him most was the part where Atobe nearly died during the operation. "Atobe-sama is all right now! Everything has healed and all he needs is rest. Would you like to visit him?" asked the overly cheerful nurse. (A/N: Imagine those stereotypical anime nurses with the blonde hair, big blue eyes, and pink tight uniform along with big boobs.)

"Uissu." replied the nonchalant Ryoma. He was wearing his white-red t-shirt and his blackish loose shorts.

"We moved Atobe-sama to his bedroom already. Please try to keep quiet." she winked. Due to the emergency operation that took place for three days, Ryoma was not permitted to visit Atobe. Now they're telling him that he was completely healed of injuries?!! Ahg, screw the rich people and their way too advanced treatments.

Ryoma quickly walked into Atobe's bedroom after climbing stairs after stairs, turning corner after corner, not realizing that he was running. When he arrived, he slowly recovered his breath. He gradually moved towards the chair next to the bed that was facing the side of the sleeping figure.

Sitting on the chair, Ryoma carefully observed Atobe. Atobe had a large white bandage wrapped around his head, and a few bandages here and there. He was peacefully sleeping... Something choked in Ryoma's heart.

……………………….. Moments and moments of silence passed by as Ryoma ran over the event that took place three days ago. How he was almost raped by lunatics, how Atobe got himself beaten up without doing anything for self defense just to keep him safe…how he endured hell trying to get him back to the manor just to get treated……………………. without knowing, Ryoma started talking to Atobe, acknowledging the fact that he was asleep.

"You didn't have to save me back then…" started Ryoma, doing his best to sound arrogant. "I could have taken care of myself……..you wouldn't have had to get hurt…." his voice cracked a little, tears started to well up in his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe them away, but failing miserably. Even more tears started flowing out from those beautiful golden eyes. "Why………..why did you go through so much just to save me?" he clutched the fabric of his shorts. "Jeez, you almost died for my sake! You could have just left me with those goons and continued on as though nothing has happened….why?!!" His mind slowly breaking down. The truth and pain of Atobe's actions were unbearable. He closed his eyes. Suddenly, gentle fingers wiped across his right cheek. Gold eyes fluttered open to the angelic touch. Atobe smiled at him. "M-monkey king!" Ryoma exclaimed, flustered. How much did he hear? "I-I thought you were asleep!"

Atobe rested his left palm on Ryoma's right cheek. "You thought wrong, brat." He didn't smirk… but smiled! "I heard everything." Feeling awkward, Ryoma tried not to edge away or slap away the hand. Instead, the boy blushed with extreme embarrassment at the thought of his enemy………senpai……… has seen him crying and talking like that. AHHG!! How degrading! Not even his own parents saw him cry like that!

Quickly changing the subject, Ryoma spluttered out "U-uhm…How are you feeling…?" still blushing, hoping that Atobe would forget what he saw/heard.

Atobe slid his hand down to Ryoma's neck, lightly touching the bandaged area where he was cut with a blade. "Strange, this should have healed and all by now…"

"Oh, I didn't want to use your weird medicine. It'll heal on its own." replied Ryoma. Atobe removed his hand from the kohai and rested it on the bed again. Ryoma was thankful, but somewhere, he was slightly disappointed.

"Is that so… I'm fine. Tell me, why were you crying?" asked Atobe, moving back to the matter Ryoma wanted to avoid.

"I-I….dunno… it's just that… even when you were in so much pain, you still put all the burden on yourself to save me…………..you nearly DIED for goodness sake…" Ryoma's voice was very uneven at the thought. He started to cry again, mind breaking down. "I was so worried! You didn't tell me anything! If you think you'd make me happier by not telling me that you were hurt….you're wrong! Even when you are in a worse state than me, you still worried about my mere cut….. Stop acting all almighty and care about yourself more!" Ryoma put his face in his hands, trying not to cry out loud. No one's ever done this for me… no one's ever sacrificed themselves for me. I'm never worth it. Why does it hurt so much…? He didn't notice when Atobe sat upright at the side of the bed and wrapped his arms around him, crushing the boy's head into his shoulder. Ryoma's silky emerald tickled his cheek. Gold eyes widened in confusion.

"You're a strange little brat. Nobody's ever worried about me before…let alone cry." said Atobe. "My parents never cared for me. They only sent money and left me to fend for myself. I could never trust a single person in this world." he continued, intertwining his fingers into the soft hair. "Heh, you're the first person to ever cry for my sake………………………………Enough about that, you disobeyed me and you need to be punished." Atobe quickly changed the subject, putting on a smirk.

"Eh?" Atobe pulled Ryoma onto the bed. "What are you doing?!" he exclaimed, trying to get up, only to have Atobe pin him down. He grabbed both the thin wrists with one hand and brought out a sash of silk with the other hand, binding Ryoma hands above his head to the bedpost. Ryoma felt scared.

"Naughty brats like you have to learn to listen to their senpais!" Atobe kissed Ryoma's sealed lips. "Open your mouth." He commanded.

"W-wha….? Y-Yaddah!" Ryoma said through his clenched teeth, blushing.

"Now." Atobe ordered. He slipped his lecherous hands under Ryoma's shirt, pinching the two nubs while kissing Ryoma's jaw wetly.

"A-ah!" This unknown feeling caused the boy to call out. Atobe quickly stuck his tongue into the open mouth, kissing him senseless. He forced mouthful after mouthful of saliva into the reluctant mouth. Ryoma swallowed frantically to get rid of the liquid that was half drowning him. Stop! Ryoma wanted to bite that damn invading tongue…but he couldn't. Why? His head started to swim as he struggled to break the kiss to gasp for a tiny bit of air, his lungs burning, choking into the kiss. Atobe pried his legs open and settled his weight between them. Ryoma was frail. The more his thin body tried to struggle, the more it accelerated Atobe's excitement. He was trembling fearfully under him.

Ryoma couldn't think, he wanted to yell, wanted to cry, wanted to get away. He felt Atobe's hand roaming along his side and chest possessively under his shirt.

When the drowningly brutal kiss was broken, he gasped for air, choking and coughing out the excess liquid trapped in his throat.

"S-stop…Please, Atobe, stop…" His trembling voice was ignored as Atobe moved his mouth to Ryoma's ear.

"But we just began the lesson, Ryoma…" He answered, using Ryoma's first name. He licked the shell, breathing on the wet skin. Ryoma shivered as Atobe mouthed his ear lobe, biting on the soft skin. His hands pushed his shirt up, revealing Ryoma's top half of his upper body and chest. Moving down, he sucked and bit on the little pink nubs while pinching the other, drawing even more moans.

Atobe's mouth moved up towards Ryoma's neck while sucking on the perfect skin, relishing the hitching breaths near his ear. "Do you like this?" asked Atobe, pushing the black shorts upwards, exposing most of Ryoma's upper legs. He caressed the beautifully soft, moist thighs.

"No!" Ryoma screwed his eyes shut.

"Oh?" replied Atobe. In one swift motion, he pulled down Ryoma's shorts and boxers off, revealing his half hard cock. Ryoma's eyes flew open and instantly turned a hundred different shades of red.

"N-N-N-N-NANIYASHTERU??!!!!!!!!!" (What are you doing?!!) Ryoma screamed.

"Scream as you will, my room is sound proof." smirked Atobe, his hand starting to pump Ryoma's cock into full hardness. "For someone who doesn't enjoy this, you're really hard." he ran his slick tongue up the throbbing cock, licking away the leaking pre-cum.

"No……" Ryoma gasped out. "Stop it!"

"Why?" asked Atobe, sucking at the top of the penis, causing a startled moan.

"I-it feels…………..weird……" Ryoma fidgeted and mumbled out.

Atobe looked up. "Don't tell me this is your first time." Ryoma's bangs fell over his eyes, nodding. "You never even touched yourself before?" blush deepening, Ryoma shook his head. Atobe smirked. "Heh, we won't go all the way. I'll make sure you feel very good…" He kissed the head of Ryoma's erection and suddenly engorging the length in his hot mouth, making Ryoma yelp in surprise, then groaning, wriggling against his restraints from the now-somewhat-familiar sensation.

Atobe took Ryoma deeply into his throat, coating his cock thickly with saliva, then pulling right back again to tease the head with light, tickling strokes of his tongue. He planted each of his hands firmly against Ryoma's thighs and dug into the soft skin with his nails as he seals his lips around the hot, hard flesh and moved, his head bobbing back and forth, as above him, Ryoma once again screwed his wet eyes shut and bit his lip hard enough to make it bleed, panting loudly in his hopeless arousal. Not letting up on his ardent sucking, Atobe's fingers skimmed upwards and inwards, caressing the through the wetness on Ryoma's inner thighs.

Then using that hand, Atobe gripped Ryoma's length firmly as he sucked, the other hand crept down past the waistband of his own pants to stroke his own suffering erection as Ryoma's pleads and obvious moans accelerates his excitement.

"A-ah! Ahh..! I don't want….nhg!...Stop!!" Ryoma pleaded. Atobe only sped up the bobbing and sucking motion. "Haah….ah…. something's wrong…." twitched Ryoma, nearing his orgasm. Abruptly, Atobe stopped right before tipping Ryoma off the edge.

"Does this feel good?" asked Atobe, using his hand to pump the cock painfully slowly, slow enough to keep Ryoma from cumming, yet enough to make him go crazy. Ryoma's breathless pants became small, soft cries as he squirmed, refusing to answer.

"Does it?" he asked again, gently squeezing the base of the cock.

"A-ahn..! Y-yes…!" Ryoma finally panted out, breathing hard.

"Do you want more?" asked Atobe. No reply. Ryoma's pride wouldn't allow him to answer. Atobe smirked. Again and again he jerked off Ryoma's erection and stopping right before his orgasm. Tears of embarrassment, helplessness and perhaps frustration, ran down Ryoma's red cheeks.

"O-oh…" Ryoma sobbed out. He wanted him to stop teasing him like that. He wanted to get this erotic torture over with.

"Do you want to cum?" Atobe asked a different question. He suddenly stopped pumping the suffering cock and pinned down Ryoma's thighs to keep him from moving. More tears of… frustration?... flowed from those gold eyes. His needy cock completely ignored.

Ryoma threw away his pride once again, the feeling of need and arousal took over. "Y-yes…" he looked away.

"Yes what?"

Taking a deep, shaky breath, Ryoma said "Yes… please let me cum…" his cheeks continuously blushed feverishly red.

"Please to who?"

"Please Monkey King."

"Wrong." Atobe again jerked the poor cock and stopped right before he came. He did it again and again.

"P-please let me cum….Atobe-senpai……..ah..!"

"Wrong again." Atobe once again let go of the aching cock, preventing poor Ryoma from cumming.

Ryoma's mind quickly debated whether or not to fall into Atobe's trap but the torture of restraining his orgasm gave his desires no choice.

Ahg! Dammit! "…….Atobe-sama…….."

"Correct." smirked Atobe. "Now, swear in your tennis life that you will follow my orders."

Ryoma was about to say 'never', but he knew what Atobe would do. "Only for two weeks." he moaned out, once again nearing his orgasm but stopped.

Atobe sighed. "Fine…..you're sharper than I thought." he smiled.

Finally, Atobe ceased Ryoma's suffering and engorged his member in his mouth, sucking him harder and harder, at the same time jerking his own neglected cock.

"Ahh—Ah……Ahh…nn!!" Ryoma finally let out his first orgasm, spilling his white seed into Atobe's mouth who literally sucked him dry. Soon afterwards, Atobe shot his load onto Ryoma's thighs and stomach. Ryoma laid on the bed breathing harshly, mind clouded. His eyes were half closed and the blush on his cheek barely lessened. Atobe quickly regained his strength and looked over the dazed, panting Ryoma.

"Heh, this really is your first time, isn't it?" No reply. Ryoma didn't hear him, for he was fast asleep. Atobe untied Ryoma and helped him redress. "You better wake up for breakfast."

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How is it? Please review!! =D Criticizes are appreciated too!.....Nicely please. '-' Please look forward to the next chapter! ^-^

~Kiyu-chan