A/N: I really hope you like this one! It's one of my favorites!! Oshitari needs to find a more agreeable uke… Atobe and Gakuto are both BRATS. Also, for those of you who have seen the second episode of the new Prince of Tennis OVA, Another Story….Why is Oshitari sexy as a first year?….It totally makes me feel like a pedophile. --Scarlet
Disclaimer: I am disclaiming this.
Oshitari/Gakuto
"Yuushi, I'm boooooooored." Gakuto was sprawled across their bed.
"Your trampoline is two feet from you, Gakuto." Oshitari turned the page in his chemistry book, refusing to look up at the redhead. He needed to get his homework done.
"But that's no fun if I can't flip off of it, and you know I'm not supposed to do that anymore."
"So go swim. You can do flips in the pool still, and our daughter seems to like the pool."
"I swam earlier, and I'm still pruney, and we're not having a daughter! We are having a son!"
"Daughter. Don't complain to me if you're just going to reject all my ideas." Oshitari dog-eared the page so he could copy down a formula later.
After five minutes of relative silence, "Yuushi, I want olives. Go get them."
Oshitari glared sourly over the top of his book. "You have fifty servants running around this place and you want me to go get you olives?"
"Fifty-four, and would you get the peanut butter and Doritos too?" Gakuto sat up with a glowingly innocent look on his face.
Oshitari got up from the comfy chair and worn desk with his books spread over it and rubbed his temples. "The things I do for you..." He walked out of the room, planning to see if he could get one of the butlers to procure some aspirin for him on the way to the kitchen.
"I love you too, Yuushi!" Gakuto called from the room.
A/N: Okay, so Katie didn't edit this one really. She just said hyphenate fifty-four, so if anyone sees any grammatical errors, please let me know so I can fix them! I am the grammatically challenged half.
