Disclaimer: IS NOT MINE!

Warning: Grammar/spelling mistakes, missing words/letters. Characters are probably going to be OOC. Possible yaoi in the future.


Pairing: Royal Pair [Atobe/Ryoma]

Side pairings: We'll see, we'll see… *evil grin*

I Cry For The Last Time

Chapter three: Unwanted Emotions

Someone's ragged breathing, mixed together with softer and louder moans vibrated through the hot air in the bedroom. Not so gentle touches were shared between the two bodies, giving each other nothing more than the pleasure. There was no love, no like; just simple, animalistic pleasure that they both were seeking.

"Tezuka, move faster… Ahhh.. Harder!" hands warped around Tezuka's neck, sweat drops sliding down from them and onto Tezuka's own hot and equally wet skin.

Tezuka grunted, but obligated to the demands, coming from the man under him. The other, just clawed Tezuka's back and wrapped his legs around him, the gasps of the pleasure increasing in number, if that was possible. Flesh hitting flesh, skin rubbing against skin. It all ended just like it had started, without a word, just a look in each other eyes and a mischievous smile from one.

Tezuka came out of the shower, water dripping from the ends of his hair and a towel around his neck, the black pants hung loosely on his hips, Tezuka didn't bother with closing the front. His glasses were absent on his face and some loose strands of hair were in front of his eyes, not really concealing them. He looked in the direction of his bed, hoping to find it empty not occupied by the other.

A sigh escaped his mouth. "Fuji, you should be going you know. I can't have you staying here for the night, I already made that clear."

"I know, I know." Fuji laughed, rolling to sleep on his stomach, those mischievous blue eyes looking at Tezuka, "Sanada's coming here later, isn't he? And then there is also Tachibana."

"It's good that you know, so please free my bed. I have to change the sheets." His voice didn't have any negative tones, just a bit annoyance sipped through.

Fuji got out of the tangle of sheets and blankets, one of the white sheets wrapped loosely around his waist, barely concealing the naked body parts it was supposed to. "Ne, Tezuka. I was thinking…" a pale, thin finger ran up and down the firm chest, those eyes still twinkling in mischief, "What if Echizen decided to come back suddenly? It's just a 'what if', so what would you do?" The smirking devil in angels disguise knew something.

Tezuka's facial expression didn't change, but the look he gave Fuji was quite scary. "Haven't I told you so many times already? I would act like I acted when they asked us those stupid questions. Play the one that was used in the end, not the other way around." He walked away from the smirking Fuji to get his glasses, "Besides, most of them believe what we told them and the others…" he smirked that smirk of his, which made all tremble, "…The others probably won't be taken seriously anyway, so who cares."

"But Tezuka, did you forget that Atobe is one of the few that don't really buy our, khm, truth? He's not just anyone." Fuji looked around, trying to find his clothes.

The older of the two waved his hand unconcernedly in the air: "He just doesn't believe, not goes around yelling that we are liars and whatever. That man will not say anything as long he's left out of it. That much I know about him."

"Well… If you say so Tezuka."

Tezuka looked at Fuji's still naked back and frowned a bit. "Why do you ask? It usually is enough for you with one time." He drummed his fingers on the wooden surface of the table, eyes narrowing just a little bit. "You know something, don't you Fuji?"

Fuji turned to face him, a fake, innocent smile on his face and eyes closed, some of his clothes in hand, "Whatever do you mean?"

"Fuji." Tezuka was not up to any mind games. He wanted answers and he wanted them now.

Fuji sighed, the smile not leaving its place on his face. "My boyfriend saw Akutsu at the airport yesterday, Kojirou had some relatives flying in from America, so he happened to be there. Anyway," he finally decided to put on his boxers, "Akutsu met someone very alike to Echizen and left with that someone." Fuji looked at Tezuka, hands halfway in the white t-shirt, "But Kojirou said that that kid looked really wild. Tattoos and piercings and all that stuff."

Tezuka didn't comment on that, but the nagging feeling that something will soon happen didn't leave him. It just grew and poked him, as if saying that he will have to take responsibility for what he had done and said.

Fuji's arms wrapped around his neck, the now dressed stomach pressed to his back. "Say Tezuka, why don't we forget about that small possibility and do it one more time?" a tongue licked Tezuka's neck, daring him to decline the offer.

"Fuji," Tezuka got out of the embrace, "You have a boyfriend, so go and make him entertain you for God's sake."

"But Tezuka…"

All that Tezuka had to do was glare at the other for him to understand that all his begging will bring no fruit. Fuji just sighed and went back to getting dressed, throwing Tezuka amusing glances from time to time.

"Eiji-sempai, wait for me! Eiji-sempai!"

Eiji turned around and stuck his tongue out; making his boyfriend shake his head and wonder why is Eiji always so childish. "It's your fault that you are so slow Momo!"

"That's… not… true…" Momo wheezed out when he had finally caught up with the energetic red-head, Oishi and Inui. "You just… Ugh… Didn't want to wait for me, like always."

Eiji laughed and patted Momo's back in a friendly manner. "Hahaha, nya. That's not true Momo-chan and you know it!"

A sigh came out of the younger's mouth and he muttered something under his breath, Eiji grinning down at him and Oishi chuckling. They started to walk again, the tennis bag's slung over their shoulders and tennis shoes scraping against the asphalt as they walked. They talked about everyday things, competitions from other schools and what kind of tennis matches and with whom they had had.

Inui still had his spiky hairstyle, but the rectangular glasses were no longer covering is eyes. At some point in the years he had chosen to use contacts instead, saying that it was safer for his eyes. He still wore the glasses from time to time, but only when it was needed. He hadn't grown that much taller, since his growth spur had come quite early for him.

Eiji, though, hadn't grown at all. He was still the same height as when he was in middle-school, which he wasn't too happy about. But his hair was now longer than before and could be taken behind his head in a ponytail, though; the few strands still flicked on different sides and couldn't be straightened. At one of the few times when he had gone to a party someone had talked him into doing some pretty wilds stuff, so now he had black strands of hair and for about two days he had a piecing in his bellybutton.

As for Oishi, he had grown taller, but not much and his appearance, except the almost shaven off hair and the addition of glasses, had stayed the same. His style had done various changes, but in the end Eiji made him go back to his old one.

And the last one of the group – Momo. If one would look at the power payer he wouldn't see that much difference from when he was in middle-school and now. And truthfully, there was none. Momo was one of the few that had stayed the same, not really wanting to change their looks and what-not.

"So, sempai, where are we going today? The street tennis courts or the new club that just opened?" Momo asked, looking around the busy street, trying to find something… Or someone.

Oishi hmmm'd to himself and turned to Inui for advice. "What do you think Inui? We don't really have that much money on us to go to "Fresh", so maybe the street courts would be the wisest choice." His pocket started to vibrate and he got the light green phone from it, opening it and putting it close to his ear.

"That and then there is a 75,9% chance that we will meet someone that we know on the courts." Inui said and already started to walk in the direction of the park, knowing that others will soon follow him.

Eiji had joined Momo and was also looking around the street, carefully eyeing each crowd of people and the store windows, murmuring something to himself. "Ne, ne… Momo-chan."

"What is it Eiji-sempai?" Momoshiro sighed and gave up, eyes landing on his sempai.

"Did Kaidoh really agreed to come today?" he furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the watch on his wrist, "Because he should be here already."

Right at that moment Oishi finished his talk and called out to both, Eiji and Momo. "Eiji, Momo! I just got a call from Kaidoh, he's not coming." Before any of the two could ask for the reasons Oishi continued, "Something happened to him mom, so he went with her to the hospital." He started to follow Inui shouting over his shoulder, "Come on you two."

Eiji pouted, but still started to run after his boyfriend, Momo right behind him. "Mou! Wait for me, Shuichi!"

"Eiji-sempai, don't run so fast, I can't keep up!" the power player managed to get out, but had to stop right after because of his tennis bag, which was slipping off of his shoulder, making it hard to run.

Eiji turned back to face the youngest of them and laughed, "Then you should train more Momo-chan." After he said that the energetic red-head ran next to Oishi, who was patiently waiting for him, and they both started to follow Inui again, leaving Momo behind.

"Sempai!"

For the second time that day Momo wheezed after finally catching up to his sempais again and slumping on the ground, having no strength left in his body to keep moving. This was the result of abandoning his daily training for such a long time, he knew that well, but still couldn't really help it.

"You lack stamina Momoshiro. Should I make you a training menu?" Inui asked, not really concerned about his kouhai's well-being.

Something between a laugh and a grunt came from Momo. Eiji snickered from behind Oishi. The exhausted boy tried to get up and find something to throw at his sempai, but the best he could do is sit up and stay like that. Eiji didn't even try to hide behind Oishi now.

Oishi sighed. "Eiji, stop laughing about Momo. If you do continue at least try to hide it, like Echizen used to-" he quickly stopped talking and clamped a hand in front of his mouth.

His three companions also suddenly stopped whatever they were doing and glanced around, seeing if someone had heard them. Momo slowly got up from the ground and dusted his bottom, all the while nervously glancing around.

After an uncomfortable moment of silence Inui spoke, his voice hushed so that no one else than those three besides him wouldn't hear. "Today, at about ten in the morning, Fuji came to visit me. We talked about the usual stuff, you know what, and then he almost accidentally mentioned that Saeki, his boyfriend, kind of saw someone that looked very similar to Echizen. Older, yes, but similar nonetheless."

"A-are you sure he said that, Inui?" Oishi had lost some of the color in his face, making him look a bit pale, his hands were shaking slightly and clutching each other.

Eiji and Momo looked down at the ground, eyes wide and one of them was biting his bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood. Eiji, who had blood dripping down his chin now, whispered in a shaky voice: "I'm too scared to meet him. After what we did… I'm scared." His hands went up to cover his ears, cutting him from the world of sound.

"I-" Momo started, "I regret it, but at the same time I don't. It's like, I had wanted to say it in his face, instead of doing it like that…" he looked up at his sempai. "I kind of wanted to see his face you know."

Eiji spoke again, this time louder, but not as loud as to get the attention from the passer-bys. "That's cruel Momoshiro. You were his best friend and yet… I-I, I mean you just…" he couldn't finish, the trail of blood still on his chin.

"Eiji…"

"It's not our place to decide for others Kikumaru." Inui said and handed him a tissue to clean himself up, "Some of us think that that was for the best, some don't. Let's just leave it at that and hope that the person that Saeki saw was just some stranger." He sighed at the end looked around one more time, just in case.

Momo got his tennis bag from where it was lying all this time and mumbled to himself, his voice carried something unrecognizable. "It's not like I wanted to be his best friend. Buchou made me do it."

"Guys," Oishi pleaded, "Let's just stop talking about this ok? Please, none of us wants to remember what happened."

There was a silent agreement, but the nervousness and guilt didn't disappear from the air.

"I hear the sound of tennis." Eiji murmured, not caring if they heard him or not. "From that way." He pointed in the direction of the street courts, not too far from where they were standing.

"Should we check it out? There might be someone we know playing." Inui said, his hand reaching up to push his glasses up in reflex, but stopping when he remembered that he no longer wore them.

Oishi gave a sideways glace to Momo and agreed that it would be nice to see someone that they know and it could also help them forget what they had just talked about. Play some tennis and forget that accident and then do something else, get your mind off the guilt and try to ignore you conscience, that's what they have done until now and obviously plan to continue doing.

"Whoa, that hot guy just hit a Twist Serve, didn't he? That was a Twist Serve wasn't it? What do you think, Nura?" a boy, about twelve or thirteen poked his friend. Both were standing on the sidelines and watching a tennis match.

The one called Nura swatted away his friend's hand. "Shut up Ikezava! You'll miss something if you continue to be so annoying."

The four students had come after hearing the two boys bicker and now were standing completely frozen, unable to take their eyes off of the match going on in front of them. Or to be more precise, the two that were playing that match. One they recognized as Akutsu immediately, the other took some time but when the realization hit them… Momo slumped back on the ground, eyes wide and hand clutching the bag in his hand.

"That's Echizen, isn't it?" Oishi asked, not really waiting for an answer.

A/N: Hehehe, I don't know why but I love making Tezuka the evil one. It kind of suits hi maybe? And some of the regulars meet, sort of, Ryoma and Akutsu... Well, to know what happens next you will just have to wait for the next chapter, now won't you?