PLEASE READ THIS BLURB!!

Sorry if there's too much fluff. xD Anyways, I hurried up and typed up the next chapter as Tsuki-san was going to leave for Florida tomorrow. Let's all wish her a safe trip! x3

Disclaimer: PoT is not mine. If it is, I'd make sure everyone has a chance to 'attack' Ryoma. =]
Main Pairing In Chapter: AtoRyo/Royal Pair
Rating: Rated M
Warnings: All the way

Next Chapter: Around June 14th. (next week ish)

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"A-atobe-senpai?" asked Ryoma. He was scared. Did something happen? What did the principle say to Atobe? He was trapped between the bed and his senpai's larger form. When he tried to struggle out from under him, Atobe suddenly grabbed onto his wrists. The more he attempted to struggle, the more he felt trapped. Atobe let go of his wrists so that he could rip off his shirt, buttons flying everyone. Fear and panic started to take over Ryoma as he tried to register what was happening. Everything was happening too fast, he couldn't utter a single word. When Atobe stopped, Ryoma realized that his wrists were tied to the bed post with his white shirt.

"What…what are you…" His voice was trembling, realization hit him. Atobe was… he was going to..... Blinking, he glared up at his senpai. "Monkey king stop this madn—" His protesting lips were claimed quickly. The kiss was rough, their teeth clashed, Atobe's tongue invaded his mouth. His head started to swim as he struggled to break the kiss to gasp for a tiny bit of air, his lungs burning.

Atobe pried his legs open and settled his weight between them. Ryoma was frail. The more his small body tried to struggle, the more it accelerated Atobe's excitement. He was trembling helplessly under him, his wet eyes shut tightly.

Ryoma couldn't think. He wanted to yell, to cry… to get away. He could feel Atobe's erection growing harder against his. Atobe's hands roamed over his naked side and chest possessively. When the brutal kiss was broken, he gasped for air, his chest heaving miserably.

"S-stop it…. please……"

His trembling voice was ignored as Atobe started to kiss his jaw wetly, biting his pulse. His mouth moved to his neck, all while sucking on the perfect skin, drinking in the hitching breaths near his ear. He licked the half faded mark on the right side of Ryoma's neck which he put on two days ago. Without warning, he bit on it hard, hearing Ryoma's beautiful voice scream in pain and tasting blood.

Ryoma was crying.

Atobe kissed his collarbone and sucked on the hollow point at the base of Ryoma's neck and inflicted another bloody mark.

"Stop it!! Itaiisu! It hurts! Atobe-senpai!!" Ryoma sobbed out. It all hurt too much. Why was he doing this to him?!

Atobe snapped out of his daze as he heard Ryoma call out his name. He stopped and looked at the frightened boy's face. His cheeks were flushed red and tears were pouring out of his eyes. He looked terrified. Of him. Atobe's eyes widened. Once again he hurt Ryoma even when he wanted to protect him. He felt like a demon tainting an angel… ripping off its white wings. He was ashamed.

"Ryoma…" he leaned in to kiss the angel. Ryoma flinched as their lips were millimeters apart. He stopped. Instead, he engulfed him in a warm hug.

"I'm sorry…I know, I say that a lot………….. well…….uh…at least to you." he blushed and scratched the back of his head while he looked upwards, trying to think of the last time he said 'sorry'.

Ryoma couldn't help himself but laugh. It really was impossible to stay mad or scared of him when he was like that which threw Atobe off guard. Ryoma abruptly stopped laughing and looked away, blushing.

It was awkward……followed by silence….

"So… why did you…were…going to…. to me……" Ryoma flustered out. "And… what was that phone call…?"

For once, Atobe's blush surpassed Ryoma's. "W-w-well… You see…….." slowly, his face turned sincere and hopeless. "I didn't know what went over me. I just suddenly so…possessive… after your principle told me to tell you to pack up to go back home because you were an exception since the quarterfinals are a few days away….. I don't know why, but… all of a sudden I wanted you desperately and didn't want you to go..." he tenderly caressed Ryoma's cheek with his right hand and chuckled. "Thanks to you, I don't even know my own actions and thoughts anymore. Honestly, nothing good comes out of being with you." he shook his head.

"B-baka jan. It's not like I'm going to disappear. .." Ryoma was silently shocked. He had forgotten all about the quarterfinals! Atobe traced his tongue over the streams of tears that still lingered on his cheeks.

"It's your fault getting me hard. It's your responsibility to fix it." said Atobe, changing the subject.

"E-eh?!"

Atobe untied Ryoma's wrists and sat back down on the bed. He undid his zipper, revealing his large bulging erection. Ryoma's face turned bright pink and looked away. Smirking, Atobe crawled over to the other boy and whispered his order into his ear, turning his blush from pink to red.

"W-why d-d-do I have to-?!!!"

"Because you wouldn't want to break your promise now do you? Now move." Atobe sat at the head of the bed rested his back on the wall.

Ryoma was thinking fast. Was there a loophole in which he can escape from the horror he was ordered to do? Is there somehow a way he can bribe or persuade Atobe to change his mind? Should he just throw away his pride and tennis and disobey him?

Understanding that he was trapped and there was no way he could escape… reluctant and hesitantly, Ryoma slowly moved over to Atobe and sat in front of him. His hand trembled as he reached over to the waiting cock with his left hand. What seemed like forever for Atobe, Ryoma's hand was finally close enough to touch the throbbing erection with one of his soft finger. Ryoma screwed his damp eyes shut and bit his nails as his other hand little by little his fingers wound around his cock. He wanted to run away. It was so embarrassing! Atobe on the other hand, watched with amusement and impatience at the same time. Ryoma gave it a light squeeze, earning a light moan from Atobe, who also closed his eyes at the feel of Ryoma's fingers on him.

"Open your eyes and stop biting your nails. It's not going to bite y'know?" he complained as he opened his eyes to see that Ryoma's still so bashful and innocent. He did so but that made him blush even more. He watched his own hand starting to stroke his partner as pre-cum leaked over his hand.

Atobe moaned and gasped as Ryoma quickly found all his sensitive areas with his defty fingers. His hips jerked suddenly as a soft, as he watched the boy's pretty pink lips wrapped around him as he slid in and out of his mouth, wet heat enveloping him. "Ryoma…" he moaned out, his fingers gripping into the green hair.

Ryoma guided his mouth up and down the member and took Atobe deeply into his throat as he could possibly manage while grasping tightly at the base of the shaft, and then alternating those really intense sensations of deep, penetrating heat with lighter, flicking actions of his tongue when he pulled back. He licked the slit at the head and sucked the pre-cum, enjoying his rival's moans. He kinda liked it… being in control for once... though he wanted to get it over with.

"Enough." Atobe gasped out, not wanting to cum yet. He groaned slightly in disappointment as the wet warmth left him.

Pulling back, Ryoma took off the last bit of his clothing. He wet his own fingers and started stretching himself, biting on his lower lip as tears of embarrassment went down his amazingly flushed cheeks. Atobe watched, feeling himself going impossibly hard as Ryoma made such a cute, fuckable face as he unwillingly continued to painfully stretch himself.

Ryoma crawled over to Atobe and positioned himself right above Atobe's crotch, closing his eyes in fear and trying to ready himself for the unavoidable pain. Atobe waited impatiently, his cock yearning for the warmth and tightness of Ryoma's perfect body. Holding onto Atobe's cock steady, Ryoma lowered himself slowly and gripping the sheets tightly with the other hand, he exhaled sharply in time with Atobe's low, excited moans as it slid inside. It hurt too much. He didn't move for what seemed like forever as he tried to register the pain.

Holding onto the fabric on Atobe's shoulders and burying his face in the older boy's right shoulder so that he couldn't see his face, Ryoma rose back up onto his knees again, allowing Atobe's cock to slide out a little before sinking down to impale himself again. Atobe struggled to hold back his orgasm as he listened to Ryoma's cute whimpers as he forced himself to continue.

Unable to hold it anymore, Atobe pushed Ryoma back onto the bed so that he was now on top. He began to grind against him slowly, teasingly, running his fingers lightly over Ryoma's chest, grazing his nipples, before going lower to stroke his groins, his thighs, maddeningly close to his cock without even so much as brushing it. Ryoma gasped sharply as Atobe grasped his member and squeezed. For some time the only sounds in the still silence of the room were their harsh breaths and barely contained cries as each strained towards their release.

"Ryoma…damn…" Atobe swore, squeezing his eyes shut. "I can't…hold it anymore…" He lifted Ryoma's legs over his arms and started increasing the pase.

"Harder….faster…!" Ryoma breathed out unknowingly even to himself. Complying with his request, Atobe began to increase his pace until it reached the desired speed to make Ryoma cry out in pure pleasure. "Harder.." he pleaded. Atobe once again complied and raised the thin legs over his shoulders and slammed into the boys almost with full force, driving in and out at a feverish pace as their hips slammed into each other. Ryoma screamed out in pure bliss as he came followed by Atobe when the muscles tightened considerably around his cock. He fell on top of the gasping boy.

When he regained his strength, he slid his softened member out of Ryoma.

"See, that wasn't so bad." he smirked. No reply. "Ryoma?" he touched the flushed cheek. Ryoma was asleep. Atobe sighed and got up. Honestly! He fell asleep! He redressed himself and started packing Ryoma's bag for him as the younger boy slept.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Later that evening, Atobe walked Ryoma back home, carrying his bag despite the protests.

Atobe finally summoned his courage.

"E-echizen?"

"Yah?" Ryoma replied.

"Can I call you Ryoma?"

Ryoma looked at him strangely. "You've been calling me that most the time, why'd you suddenly ask me?"

"Hmm, can I then?"

"Y-yah…." Ryoma looked down and blushed as they continued walking.

"Ryoma…"

The younger boy's heart skipped a beat. Atobe said his first name tenderly and warm.

"Can you be mine?"

Ryoma's eyes widened and looked at Atobe. "W-why'd you suddenly ask?"

"Isn't it obvious?! Ryoma, I lo…" he stopped. He blushed. "er…." words wouldn't come out. They stopped walking. This was obviously his first time confessing. "I….lo..." Atobe looked away and scratched his right cheek with his index finger. Damn he is sounding idiotic, he cursed himself. He sighed and looked back into Ryoma's large, golden eyes that reflected the orange glow from the sun, spellbound. Even after doing all those things to him, how could Ryoma possibly still look so innocent? He cleared his throat. "Well… I love you." he wanted to run away 'cause he was afraid to find out what his answer was… yet he wanted to know.

Ryoma blushed. Somewhere along the week, he had… kinda liked Atobe. He admits that he was gay now that they've done all those things… but then… he was so sweet…. some of the times. Ryoma tried to think of a reason why to not to say yes but then, he could only think of his dad who was girl-obsessed. That reason was irrelevant though. Suddenly, he thought of Momo. His eyes widened. Momo was only his friend… someone to hang out with… during the week he spent with Atobe, in almost all his dreams were about how much he missed his senpai. He didn't like him anymore than a friend… did he? Ryoma snapped out of his thoughts as Atobe shook him.

"Ryoma?" he said gently.

"A-atobe-senpai." he blinked, a single tear went down his cheek. He quickly wiped it away. Something inside him hurt. What is it? "I-I'm sorry. I'll think about it." he smiled. "I'm very happy that you c-confessed to…me.." he looked down and blushed again.

Atobe smiled. "Well, at least you didn't say 'no'." He leaned down and kissed Ryoma passionately and was surprised the he returned it. They soon broke apart.

"A-ano… Atobe-senpai?"

"Keigo." Atobe corrected him.

"K-keigo…" Ryoma tested the name out. "Thank you for everything."

"No problem." Atobe pat him on the head, causing the boy to glare up at him. "You're still my pet for the next week even if we're not together." he smirked.

"Che." with that, Ryoma took his bag back and walked into his home, shutting the door.

"See you in the quarterfinals." Atobe whispered as he walked home.

On the other side of the door, Ryoma sat with his back leaning against the door, staring at the ceiling. He touched his lips where he could still feel Atobe's warmth lingering. What…is this feeling? He licked his lips, tasting the unique taste that belonged to Atobe. He hugged his legs in a ball-shape and rested his head on his knees. I'm so confused.

Around the corner, Rinko and Nanako smiled and hid their giggles as they walked away.

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Haha~ Finally done the Atobe x Ryoma section!!! x3 This chapter was harder to write than I thought. ^-^;; Anyways, I hope you all liked it!!

Please don't kill me, I didn't write a cliffhanger this time! xD

Please review! I'd like to know what you all think and how the story/I can improve. =3

~Kiyu-chan