Prince Of Tennis Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Revenge ❯ Confusion, love and more ( Chapter 6 )

Love's Revenge

 

By: Lady Moon

 

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

 

Disclaimer: Me don't own. You don't sue. ^^

 

A/N OK peoples this chap and probably the rest of the upcoming chapters will be filled with OOC. This is the only why I can think of continuing the story. Sorry if I have disappointed anyone, but facts are facts. The only why to continue this story is to bring in OOC…. other than the already OOC in it… anyways I will still do my best to keep them in character the best I can, but don't be to disappointed, when I fail miserably. -.-;;;;;;; Don't forget this is my first fic, I have tried writing on my own, so I am still new at this. Consider it as the fic I am breaking my writing teeth on, so don't flame me or hang me.

 

I would also like to thank LosingGrip for her great suggests and comments. With out her I would not have been able to continue this story. * Big hugs * Thank you, thank you, thank you. You are a lifesaver. IM me some time so I can poke at your brain for some more ideas please! ^^ Alright that is it, I will go now so you can get to the chap. Enjoy! Ja ne! ^^ )

 

 

* Chapter 6 *

 

Weeks passed and Ryoma and Fuji slowly started to see the plan take from. Even by accident or not, it seemed that every time they found time alone, they would be spotted by Momo or Tezuka. This was slowly starting to get on Ryoma's nerves. True it was their plan from the beginning to get both Tezuka and Momo jealous enough to make a move for them, but Ryoma was starting to have second thoughts. Why should he have to give up Fuji for Momo, the dense baka, when he had a perfectly good Fuji right there in front of him, all for the tacking? The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea.

 

Sure he liked Momo, there was even a point that he thought he could easily fall for him, but the more time he spent with Fuji, the less he thought of Momo. Was he really that wishy-washy so that he didn't know his feelings well enough to choose between the two guys? To put it simply Ryoma was plain-out getting pissed with himself. Yes, he liked Momo, but every time he saw Fuji with Tezuka, even just talking casually, he had to repress the urge to slam his Tennis racket up Tezuka's ass, for going near his Fuji. “His” Fuji? When did Fuji become his…? Sure they where dating… technically, but it was for appearance, and nothing else, right…?

 

Ryoma shook his head slightly, squinting his eyes shut, trying to cut out this line of thinking. It was starting to give him a headache. Ryoma slammed his tennis racket, into the yellow ball the tried to fly past him. It flew back across the court, and implanted itself into the tennis court, right beside his opponent.

 

“Game, Match, Echizen.” Inui yelled from the sideline.

 

Ryoma smirked slyly and walked up to the net. He shook hands with Momo. It had been a difficult match, considering that he had had a hard time keeping his head in the game, instead of on Fuji. There he was going again, thinking of Fuji, when he should be worrying about his game. Ryoma looked over at Fuji who was talking to Ooishi.

 

But of course who could blame him. Fuji's with his long, lean, form, and will toned arms, and thighs. His mischievous smile, full of unsuspected surprises and satisfying promises. He remembered the feel of those warm smooth lips on his. Pressing gently at first, but then increased in pressure, demanding dominance. Ryoma sight softly at the memory. That had been one of the many times that they had been caught by Tezuka, kissing after Tennis practice, in the locker room, after they thought everyone had left. Blinking out of his fantasy and memory, he noticed Fuji smiling softly at him, with his ever-pressing knowing smirk.

 

Ryoma tried to force himself not to blush, but his cheeks still grew a slightly light shade of pink.

 

Damn him, I know he does that on purpose. Ryoma thought to himself.

 

Momo looked between Ryoma and Fuji, a confused look on his face. “What? What is it?” Asked Momo.

 

Ryoma turned his back on Momo, and walked away. He stated over his shoulder, “Nothing.”

 

Momo blinked, then smirked, walking up beside him. “Ah I get it. You were thinking of Fuji weren't you? How cute.”

 

Ryoma didn't say anything, just continued to walk off the court, heading for his water bottle. Picking it up, he started to drink form it greedily. He sucked hard on the spout of the bottle. Running his full lips up and down the slim plastic, pipe. After a moment he sighed, taking a quick breath. His light pink tongue dodged out slightly, licking up any spare drops of water that he may have left behind, before he returned to his soft sucking movement, forcing more water out of the bottle.

 

Fuji watched form a few feet away. His groin quickly became uncomfortably tight, as he watched Ryoma's lips violently attack the plastic water bottle pipe. Watching Ryoma with intense eyes, he started to imagine those soft full lips wrapped around his swollen member instated of that cold plastic straw. A small almost evil smirk formed on his lips.

 

Perhaps with a little coaxing, I can get that devilishly good thought to come true. I just have to make sure that, this time we are “not” interrupted.

 

Along with Ryoma, Fuji was starting to get tired of this little game they were playing with Momo and Tezuka. It was fun in the beginning, but he was quickly losing interest. Not with Ryoma, but with Tezuka. There was no doubt that he still liked Tezuka, but he was starting to realize that he liked Ryoma even more, and maybe always has, just never realized it. Ryoma was always so much more fun to tease, and play with. He could always get some kind of reaction out of him, even if it was just as scoff or a huff. Tezuka on the other hand, was a whole different story. He was always cold as ice. Always self controlled, and even tempered. Not that, that it was necessarily a bad thing just…boring. Fuji even started finding himself making excuses just to maybe get a chance to be alone with his little freshman, and maybe steal a kiss or two. Which he found to his delight was quite often, even if they where usually interrupted, two fourths of the time.

 

Fuji wasn't the only one who noticed, Ryoma intense little display of lip talent. Momo stood right beside Ryoma gaping. He had no clue what to think or do. All he knew was that his pants where becoming tighter as he watched Ryoma drink from his water bottle. Finally he forced himself to look away, blushing brightly. Ryoma noticed this and removed the straw from his mouth. “Nani? What is your problem now?”

 

“Um…nothing. Hey it looks like practice is over. I think I am going to head into the locker room, change, and head home. See you tomorrow Echizen.” Momo rambled all of this off in one breath, rushing to the locker room. Ryoma blinked, wondering what had gotten into him, but then shrugged his shoulders. Whatever. Fuji pulled himself away from the fence, and walked over to Ryoma leaning over him slightly. “Nice display you just did. It was “very” captivating.” Ryoma raised an eyebrow at Fuji words. “Nani?” Fuji chuckled softly, and this time whispered right into Ryoma's ear, not only so Ryoma would be the only one to hear him, but to also to let his breath lightly brush it as well. “I always knew you had talented lips, but I never imagined that you could manipulate a water bottle straw like that. You are still so full of surprises. You will have to show me so more of them some time.” As the last of Fuji words flowed off his lips, he let his lips lightly brush, Ryoma's ear, sending a shiver down the freshman's body. Quickly, Fuji pulled away from Ryoma, as to not draw too much attention to himself and Ryoma. He was all for fun and games, but some things he knew should be left done in private out of sight of prying eyes.

 

Ryoma turned several shades of pink before his cheeks settled on beet red. He hadn't realized was he had been doing, or what it looked like he was doing. But now he had the feeling that it would take a lot of effort to look his teammates in the eye, for a while, as well as Momo and Fuji especially. Sure he and Fuji had fooled around some over their weeks of dating, but it never really went anywhere, mostly because the always got interrupted one way or anther, but still he was still in a very embarrassing moment, and the promising words that Fuji just whispered it his ear, and slight touch of his lips, made Ryoma wonder. If they where ever able to truly be alone for a decent amount of time, out of the eyes of the public, he would truly find out how much meaning was in those words.

 

He gave a delightful shiver again at the thought. Maybe I should try and find out for certain…

 

Fuji walked away into the locker room, and Ryoma gathered up his things, following soon after. The locker room slowly began to empty, soon Ryoma and Fuji where the only ones left in the room, as they usually always were. Ryoma scrambled around a little trying to dress quickly, but also trying to hide the fact that he was rushing. Fuji looked over at Ryoma smiling kindly. “In a hurry today Ryoma? I am beginning to get the feeling that you are trying to avoid being alone with me.” Fuji asked smiling. “Hn. No” Ryoma stated plainly, but a little to quickly. Fuji held back a chuckle that was trying to force it's way out of him. He slowly made his way up to Ryoma, lightly wrapping an arm around his shoulder, placing his hand on Ryoma's chest. “Why do I not believe you?” He asked softly in Ryoma's ear.

 

Ryoma shivered at the touch and sound of Fuji seductive voice in his ear. He did not pull away from Fuji's embrace. Honestly, he liked the feeling of Fuji's arm around him. “I don't know. Why don't you?” Ryoma asked his voice almost in a whisper. Fuji smirked into Ryoma's hair, smelling his crisp scent. He slowly started to nuzzle Ryoma's neck, pulling a small moan from the smaller boy. “Do you know what utterly tasty your ears are? I think I would like a taste.” That was all the warning Ryoma got before Fuji proceeded to do just that. He brought his lips around the outer edge of Ryoma's ear, and began to lightly suckle on it. The warm pressure on his ever-sensitive ear brought out anther small moan from deep down in Ryoma's throat. Fuji smirked even wider and the sound and lightly placed his tongue in the crevice of Ryoma's ear, slowly swirling it around, taking it in fully. Pulling away slightly, Fuji blew into the ear softly, intensifying the pleasure he was giving Ryoma.

 

Ryoma's whole body began to shiver at the sensation, he was finding it hared to remain stand, let alone breathe. Forcing himself to breathe deeply he, slowly pulled himself away from Fuji, not moving far, but far enough away where he could breathe. This movement Fuji was not expiating, and was a little hurt by the loss of body contact. Could I have done something he did not like? No. He would have told me so, if I had. “What is it Ryoma?” Fuji asked concerned.

 

“I just believe that we may be taking this just a little to far. If you have forgotten, we are not really dating, just trying to help the other get who they want.” Ryoma stated bluntly. Fuji sat down and the bench with a sigh, then smiled up at Ryoma. “You know Ryoma. I have been thinking about that.” Fuji began. Ryoma swallowed hard, not sure if he wanted Fuji to continue what he was saying, but couldn't find it in him turn away. “And?”

 

“Well I am getting tired of this game. It has become rather…boring.” Fuji stated. Ryoma held his breath. What in the world his he trying to say? Is he saying that he doesn't want to see me anymore, and that he just wants to call it quits? Please God, don't let it be that, anything but that.

 

TBC…

 

Author Note: Oh, I am soooo EVIL! XD I left it at a cliffy. Now I know it is still a short chap, but I know where I am going with this now, and I have my inspiration back. And I even gave you some limey goodness. *jumping up and down in joy * Now don't worry there will be a full blown lemon, but not in this chap. Oh and don't worry, the next chap will be up sooner then you think. So don't give up on me just yet. Please R/R. Ja ne! ^^