A/N: Fastest chapter I have written in AGES XD Woot! But now that it's time for break, I shall leave my authors notes short and simple! XD

Chapter 7

'Will you meet Ore-sama at the street tennis court near your school?'

'Who the hell is this?'

'This is Ore-sama'

'Who the hell is Ore-sama?'

'Atobe'

'Who's Atobe'

'Atobe Keigo, captain of the Hyotei Gakuen.'

'How did you get my number?'

'I have my sources…'

'oh… Why should I go to meet you at the streets tennis courts?'

'You'll see.'

'…ok…'

And the smsing ended there.

"What do you want monkey king?" Ryoma's eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Well… Ore-sama has come here to ask you a question…" Atobe thoughtfully rubbed his chin.

"And that question is…?" Ryoma tapped his foot impatiently staring at the 'monkey king' in front of him.

"Will you go out with Ore-sama?" the sudden confession shocked Ryoma. His mouth fell open and he dropped the tennis racquet he was holding in his right hand.

"Ha…Hahahah… funny joke monkey king, but…" He stuttered, but was immediately interrupted.

"Ore-sama does not like to tell jokes." The seriousness in Atobe's eyes convinced Ryoma that this indeed was not a joke.

"Then you seriously… like me?" Ryoma asked looking at his 'suddenly-interesting' shoes.

"I'd say more of… You're in my mind ever since we played that match, and I just can't stop thinking about you." Atobe confessed honestly shrugging.

"But… You were there when that bastard and I had an argument right?" Ryoma questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, and I convinced myself, that even if you were using me I wouldn't really mind… as long as you give me a chance." Ryoma noticed that Atobe has stopped calling himself as 'Ore-sama' so he figured Atobe was being sincere.

Ryoma sighed. "Ok, so I can't guarantee I'll love you just straight away, but… I'll answer your question with a yes." Ryoma

"Thank you Ryoma, or shall I call you Ryo-chan?" Ryoma flinched at the nickname.

"Um… Ryoma will do thank you…" Ryoma mumbled loud enough for his new boyfriend to hear.

"Ok then, Ryoma, I will come pick you up at your school when your club ends." Atobe pulled Ryoma in for a hug. Ryoma let himself to be pulled into the embrace, which felt warm…

"Can I call you Keigo Monkey King?" Ryoma slightly blushed as he hasn't felt this kind of warmth in so long. Not after the break up between the prince of tennis and the child of god.

"Whatever pleases you my prince." Atobe purred in Ryoma's ear.

"What an interesting surprise" Fuji walked out of the shadows, his expression dangerously friendly.

"Yes… It's a surprise indeed, to see you out here in the tennis court at this time. But I'm afraid I'll have to leave, since my business here is done." He gave Ryoma one last tight squeeze and pecked him on the cheek. Both Fuji and Ryoma blushed. "I'll see you tomorrow my prince." Atobe turned around and took out his cell-phone to call his driver to come pick him up.

"Ah! Fuji I'm sorry I'm late! I was helping my dad with the store and…" Kawamura noticed the bad atmosphere and decided to shut up for the moment.

"Well… I'm done with my business here as well, so I'll be leaving." Ryoma too, left the scene.

"Ano… Fuji?" Kawamura hesitated but went up to his friend who was frozen at the spot.

"Sorry Taka-san, but… I hope your wrist is holding up for you." Fuji's eyes wide open, glared at the spot where Atobe and Ryoma has been standing. Kawamura could only gulp and pray for dear life.

---Next Day… Let's skip to after practice shall we? xD---

"Ryoma!" Kevin waved a hand in front of his best friend. Ryoma, snapping out of his thought looked at Kevin and raised an eyebrow as if nothing was happening. "Dude, Ryoma, you've been blanking out the WHOLE DAY! Which is seriously not like you, and Fuji-sempai was glaring at you." Ryoma blushed at the thought. Surprised by Ryoma's reaction, Kevin's mouth dropped open.

"Oops, sorry Kev." Ryoma replied, still blushing slightly. "I know it may seem kind of weird but-"

"Oi, brat! You done changing yet?!" Atobe impatiently called out, leaning against the door of the locker room.

"Um… Coming Kei!' Ryoma replied back. Now, this not only caught Fuji's attention, but the other regulars as well.

"Nya! Why is the captain of the Hyotei Gakuen here? And why is he here to pick up our ochibi?!" Eiji wailed in confusion bouncing up and down. Tezuka glanced over to look at his best friends' reaction and really wish he hadn't. Fuji's whole entire body was seething with anger and jealously, his mask was slowly cracking as he couldn't resist the frown forming on him.

"BRAT?!" came another impatient call from outside.

"COMEING?!" Ryoma called out once again and looked at his best friend who was in shock. "Sorry Kev, but I think I'll have to go first. Ja'ne!" He swiftly hung his tennis bag on his shoulder and dashed out the door.

"Ore-sama does not like to wait." Atobe hugged Ryoma the moment the door of the locker room closed.

"Wait… what if someone sees?" Ryoma blushed, and tried to struggle free.

"Ore-sama doesn't mind." Atobe just shrugged and kissed Ryoma's cheeks.

"I'd rather have you not doing that in my tennis courts Atobe-san" Tezuka coughed and glared at Atobe his hands clenching into fists.

"No problem." Atobe just merely nodded his head and lifted Ryoma in the princess position and walked out of Seigaku. Ryoma did nothing but stay silent because if he spoke now he thought he might cry from all the memories rushing back to him. Before he realized, he was already in his boyfriends' limousine.

"Where are we going?" Ryoma finally asked confused.

"Ore-sama's house." Atobe hesitated for a while then added, "My parents are gone until next Wednesday… So no-one will be watching or interfering." Even the monkey King blushed at that.

"Um… kei… I've never done it before." Atobe's eyes widened and he started to blush fiercely. "WHAT?!" he gasped. "Are you… are you… sure?" He stuttered.

"yeah…" Ryoma grumbled staring out the window, and blushed as well.

-Um… I consider this leading onto M so… you can skip this part if you would like-

"Oh… god…" Atobe imagined Ryoma in bed with only the thin white sheet covering him. His white skin smooth, with well toned muscles flexing, eyes lewd and lustful looking at the other with parted lips. Atobe swallowed and glanced over at Ryoma who was still deep in thought.

-END of what I think of as M-

"What?" Ryoma turned back feeling the unnatural aura from Atobe. Instead of telling Ryoma what he thought, he decided to show Ryoma his idea. Atobe pushed Ryoma down on the car seat, not caring about how uncomfortable the seat may be for the younger, and placed his lips on Ryoma's. Ryoma only stared at the older and made no effort to struggle. Atobe nipped Ryoma's lips, wanting an entry, which Ryoma granted without hesitation. Ryoma closed his eyes and relaxed as Atobe's lips made its way down Ryoma's jaws and onto the neck.

"Seiichi…" Ryoma moaned in pleasure. Atobe froze. 'Seiichi…?' Realizing what he has just said, Ryoma opened his eyes in an instant. The two stared at each other. 'Oh shit…' Ryoma thought to himself watching as his boyfriends eyes filled up with sadness.

A/N: Please Review for this short pathetic chapter as well~ ^^