Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Revenge ❯ Fifty ( Chapter 3 )

Love's Revenge

Category: Anime/Cartoon

 

Subcategory: Prince of Tennis

 

Rating: NC-17 (for future lemon in a later chapter)

 

Disclaimer: Do I need to repeat my self…? Guess so. See Chap. 1.

 

*Refresher*

 

“You now Ryoma-san you're cute when you're confused. Come on, we will talk about it later. We're going to be late for practice.” Both of them ran off rushing to get to the Tennis courts, Fuji's hand still held Ryoma's wrist.

 

*Chapter 3*

 

Tezuka's eyebrow rose slightly as he looked over toward the locker room door, from where he stood at the tennis courts. Nani? Fuji was still dragging Ryoma along behind him as they reached the locker room and entered. Holding hands… why? Tezuka narrowed his eyes in a rare show of irritation. I will not allow this. Fuji and Ryoma emerged form the locker room a moment later. Seeing them, Tezuka pushed away form the wire fence and walked over to them. “20 laps, the both of you.” Tezuka stated. “Nani?” Fuji responded with his usual smile. Ryoma looked up at Tezuka as if he had just grown a second head. “30 laps” Tezuka said when neither one of them moved. Ryoma made a sound similar to a snort, and hid his eyes under his white cap once again. “You may be the Captain but I will not be running laps.” Fuji placed a hand on the younger boys shoulder, signaling him to hold his tongue.

 

Ooishi walked up to Tezuka, his head slightly tilted. “Tezuka-kun are you alright, you just ordered them to do 30 laps for no reason.” Ooishi asked. Tezuka's irritation was reaching a new level and he had to restrain the urge to twitch, lest he show he actually does have some emotions. “I need not state a reason, now you may join them in their laps.” Tezuka stated calmly as he pushed his glasses more firmly into place. Ooishi swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat. T-thirty...what the hell is going on, better yet what the hell did I do? All the other Regulars stopped what they where doing, at hearing that Tezuka was making Ooishi do laps along with Ryoma and Fuji.

 

Eiji stood there for a moment considering what he should do, then walked over to Tezuka. “Tezuka-kun?” Eiji said in a sweet voice. “What has come over you? You have never been this cold to them before. What have they done that has made you so angry?” Tezuka took a deep breath forcing down his now raging temper. “If everyone wishes to defend them to these lengths, then everyone shall do laps. Everyone, 40 laps around the tennis court…NOW!”

 

“40?!” Everyone shouted in unison. “50!” Tezuka yelled back. Everyone sweat dropped as they began their laps including Ryoma and Fuji. An hour and half later, each one of them hit the ground panting as they finished their last lap, except for Fuji and Kaidoh, they had some how managed to stay on their feet.

 

Ryoma: Kill, kill Tezuka, KILL!

Eiji: What did I do to deserve this?

Ooishi: This will teach me to mind my own business.

 

  The others, who had fallen to the ground, were too focused on breathing to make a coherent thought. “It would seem that most of you are out of shape.” Tezuka said walking up to his team who were mostly lying on the ground. Tezuka's simple statement earned him several evil glares from his teammates, one that caused a cold shiver to roll down his back. Fuji had to force himself to smile, even though his eyes still shined with his annoyance with Tezuka. I am intrigued that he is jealous enough to take it out on the whole team, but I will not allow him to kill everyone in the process. Tezuka cleared his throat. “That is it for today, go home and get some rest. Expect to work twice as hard tomorrow, dismissed.” It took everyone a moment to realize what Tezuka had said. Moving slowly, one by one, everyone moved form the ground and trudged over to the locker room, more then ready to stop for the day.

 

After a short time, Ryoma and Fuji were the only ones left in the locker room. Fuji stood by his locker, changing and watching Ryoma from the corner of his eye. When did our little freshmen become so attractive…his strong chest and back, long lean arms, well-toned rear. “Is there something you wish to ask me, Fuji-sempai?” Ryoma asked not looking up from what he was doing. Fuji gave his head a little shake, and then smiled. “No, no just enjoying the view from here.” Ryoma raised his eyes up to Fuji's. “View? You have no window over there, and there is no window over here.” Fuji tilted his head, as his smile grew wider. “You know Ryoma, there are times when people don't need window's to have great views.” He stated sweetly. Ryoma shrugged his shoulders, turning back to his bag and picking it up. “See you tomorrow Fuji-sempai.”

 

“Ryoma-san?” Ryoma turned back to Fuji. “Hai?” 

 

“Would you like to have dinner with me?” Fuji asked walking up to him. “Dinner?” Ryoma echoed. Nani? “Hai, Ryoma-san dinner, as in a date, would you like to go?” Fuji asked again. This time standing right in front of Ryoma, he sapphire blue eyes shining down on him. A d-date… with Fuji? Is he serious? He looks like it. “Hai, When?” Ryoma asked plainly. “Today, if you wish. I'll pick you up at your home in two hours, alright?” Ryoma could only nod his head in agreement. Fuji beamed. “Great. See you in a couple of hours then, oh and do dress comfortably, we well be doing a lot of walking” Fuji stated, smiling sweetly. “Hai, see you then.” Ryoma said turning away form Fuji and walked out the door. I have a date with Fuji. Fuji…oh damn! I better get ready for anything. Ryoma grinned evilly or maybe HE should be ready for anything. Ryoma thought as he walked home.

 

 

 

TBC?

 

Author's Note: Ya, I know it was short but, it seemed like a great place to leave it off, with out it being a cliffy. Next Chap is the date and maybe I will be merciful and give you some action. Maybe? Or maybe not… * Evil grin*… you will just have to keep reading to find out. Ja! R/R ^^*