Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Believe in me ❯ The cat and the dog ( Chapter 5 )

Pairings: Kirihara/Kamio, Kamio/Shinji in the past

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis. Nyaaaa, I want!

 

Believe in me

Chapter 5

 

 

“Hmmm?” Kamio picked up his cell phone. He was just having a pleasant dream, when the annoying thing rang, waking him up and interrupting his peaceful or not so peaceful dream, which included Kirihara. Why Kirihara again, Kamio didn't know exactly.

“Kamio-kun!” rang out familiar girl's voice.

“An-chan?” Kamio couldn't believe it. He hasn't seen Tachibana An since his third year in Fudoumine. Back then he thought he was in love with the girl, but fortunately Shinji rammed in his head that actually An wasn't the girl for him. But still it was good to speak again with the always optimistic girl and it was fun around her. Not like Kirihara at all! “Kirihara again? What's wrong with me?” Kamio thought worriedly.

“Oh, An-chan, what were you saying?” the redhead didn't hear her last words, lost in his thoughts about Kirihara.

“I was asking you if you have free time to go out. We haven't seen each other in years”

“Sure, An-chan. When?”

 

Akaya was just heading home, after several hours spent with his family. It was boring as always, so he hurried to go back to the dorm. Teasing and annoying Kamio was so much fun. Talking of the devil - he was crossing the street in this moment. “Lucky, lucky! Now I don't have to wait before I start getting on his nerves. It won't be such a bad day after all.” He set out smiling happily for Kamio, impatient to lay his hands on the boy. And then he froze. Short orange haired girl was running towards Kamio and she almost crushed his bones with a bear hug. The same girl, who tried to break his neck 5 years ago… unintentionally and now she was ravishing his roommate. Kirihara was raging. Soon the people started to feel dark burning aura surrounding him and suddenly he found himself in the center of empty circle in the middle of the crowded street. Akaya's smile was anything but pleasant. Why the hell Kamio was blushing?! And who allowed this girl to grab his roommate's hand?! Somebody was going to die slow and painful dead. And that definitely wasn't Kirihara. He put on his evil smirk and slowly made his way to them. Kamio tried to greet him cheerfully, but Kirihara's dead glare forced him to lose his tongue. Akaya passed Kamio by and turned to An.

“Yo! How's your brother? An-chan, wasn't it?”

For a moment the girl tightened a bit, but only after few seconds she smiled back at him.

“Oh, Kirihara-kun! And how's your neck?”

Stupid girl! If she thought that this would hurt him, she was dead wrong. “Better than Kamio's when I get him…” Then his smirk grew even bigger if that was possible.

“Mmm, it's a little stiff. If you'd be so kind, you can come and rub it down. Be sure, I'll appreciate it.” An only shot him her best killing glare and hurried down the street with Kamio on her tail.

Kirihara was even more irritated. The stupid bastard didn't even look at him for goodbye. “He's sooooo dead!”

 

 

 

Kamio was feeling rather confused. Why Kirihara acted so mean back then? “I can't understand him at all! That bastard just make whatever he wants and without any reason.” After their encounter with the green-eyed boy An-chan was furious. The whole time she only grunted and cursed under her breath, so an hour later Kamio just couldn't take it any longer. He headed home hoping Kirihara wouldn't be in the same mood as he girl.

 

 

 

“I'm home!”

Kirihara heard the voice of his roommate, but only tossed his head and continued drinking his beer. Kamio would receive the silent treatment, and nothing could help him. Only the thought of Kamio dating that girl was making him sick. Every other girl but not she! She was the worst type! And Kamio went after her… Akaya would give him back good and strong. Not that he gave a shit and his pride was definitely not hurt…. or so he told himself. But the redhead deserved to suffer.

“Why the hell are you mad at me? And what have I done???” Kamio's tone demanded answer, which he didn't receive. Kirihara stubbornly looked through him as if he was an empty space. The red-head continued shouting something at him, but he only shut him out trying to think about other things excluding Kamio and his “date”.

 

 

Late in the night Kamio felt awful. Kirihara still refused to speak to him, his behavior made him crazy and on top of that he didn't know how long this was going to last. Of course he had argument with Kirihara before, but the other only teased and irritated him, he never was mad at him. Kamio hugged his pillow (the one with the sign “Akira-chan's pillow! You touch, you die!” and tried to get some sleep. Tomorrow he would talk with Shinji.

 

 

Author Notes: Sorry, minna-san! This chap sucks I just couldn't write it for so long and at the end it came out too short and too stupid. But I promise the next one will be better