Disclaimer: The bisshies are still playing tennis right? Then POT is definitely not mine.
Summary: Fuji is going to show Ryoma that his triple-counter is not only powerful but also EXPENSIVE!
Pairings: FujiRyo, OishiEiji, InuiKai
Warning: shounen-ai, craziness, silliness, and slight OOC…
"…" talk italic – flashback italicbold – thought
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His dad always said that he was an arrogant brat with pride the size of Mexico, not that his idiotic father knew where Mexico was. That one day, his pride would be the end of him. And sooner or later his pride would drag him into something that he would regret it forever. Ryoma always noted down that he'd rather die than have to admit it, and his Oyaji could wait until the end of this world for that to happen. However right now, Ryoma must admit that his crazy dad was right.
Hell, he is damn right.
He didn't know what he had gotten himself into. First, he had made a deal with Fuji Syusuke, an incarnation of a devil. It was all because of his pride who always wanted to prove he was better than anyone else in tennis. He wanted to beat the annoying, irritating yet invincible tensai along with his powerful triple-counter. However, a rational part of him said How come you counter some attacks which your eyes haven't ever witnessed before?
So, he went to Inui-sempai for this matter, hoping that he could get any piece of information from Seigaku's data bank. But no such luck since even the crazy data collector didn't know what kind of attack Fuji's last triple counter was.
In the end, he decided to do the last possible way for him. He was going to challenge the tensai straight on the face. He was going to know it from Fuji directly before challenging the tensai for a rematch.
However, the outcome of his supposedly 'harmless' deal was a total disaster. It was terrifying, a horror. He couldn't look at Fuji in the eyes for days; he was afraid that the tensai might want something else from him… such a date. He didn't know what had he done for having Fuji's full attention fixed on him as Inui said this was a phenomenon since Fuji was never as interested like this before, not that Ryoma was proud of it.
In fact, it scared the hell out of him. Luckily, his captain was still protecting him from the predatory tensai. Every time Fuji managed on cornering him, Tezuka would make the tensai run 20 laps around the court before Fuji could even say a word to him.
"I'll talk to Fuji about this," Tezuka sighed when one day Ryoma said or rather admitted his anxiousness of Fuji to the captain. The taller boy stood up and patted Ryoma on the head. Boy wonder blushing slightly, "Just make no more bet with Fuji after this. He can make your life suffer much more than Inui or anyone else." Ryoma could only nod as he was still trying to register what Tezuka just did.
That was a day before Tezuka left for Germany. And from that time there would only be mild-mannered sempais (Oishi and Kawamura), eager and equally crazy sempais (Kikumaru and Momo), another sadist sempai (Inui), and I-don't-want-to-involve-in-this sempai (Kaidoh). None of them could save him from Fuji, not even Ryuzaki-sensei who was just saying 'GOOD LUCK' to him.
What the hell!
It seemed that no one would ever want to cross the tensai's path or trap in the crossfire because they were afraid for their dear life.
However, what happened next surprised him. Fuji didn't do anything to him after Tezuka's departure. Everything was going on as usual. No courting, cornering, or anything from the older boy which made Ryoma worry even more. Was it because Tezuka had spoken to Fuji to leave him alone? However, judging Fuji's character, he wouldn't listen to anyone. Not even Tezuka. This led him into a conclusion. The tensai might up to something else, something which was far more dangerous. Ryoma gulped and prayed to God that he would still able to celebrate his 13th birthday.
And all of the sudden all his sempais started changing. They were behaving way weird, unlike their usual selves. As Kikumaru-sempai and Momo-sempai stopped glomping him, Oishi and Kawamura gave him a pitying look every time they have an opportunity to do so but would look away if he noticed it, and Inui thanked him for providing more data about Fuji.
There was something really big going on here with Fuji as the /evil/ mastermind. Ryoma was extremely sure of that. And he hated it, a lot.
Because of this he started having a dream about Fuji and strangely along with his triple counter as well for days. Though he had said to the older boy that he didn't want a rematch anymore; he couldn't erase the memory of that amazing match from his head. His pride once again was overpowering him with such weird feeling of arrogance and competitiveness.
You aren't saying that you're afraid of losing from him, aren't you?
NO!
Then what are you waiting for? Ask him for a rematch.
But… but… the price for it… Ryoma bit his lower lip because of an inner battle in his mind.
Are you afraid that you'll fall for him?
Am not!
HA! So that's what you're truly afraid for.
AM NOT!
Have you admitted your fall?
SHUT UP! FINE. I'll do it. I'll ask a rematch with him. Satisfied?
And that was why today, he found himself standing in a street tennis court with Fuji on the other side.
"I want you to use all of your triple-counter, Fuji-sempai," said boy wonder while pointing his racquet at the older boy.
Our resident tensai was just smiling and making an innocent look, "Yadda, Ryoma-kun."
Ryoma twitched and glared, "You will do…"
"You said 'I want to have a rematch' but you didn't say 'I want a rematch with your triple counter in it'," Fuji stated sweetly, "They both have different price, Ryoma-kun."
The younger boy was shuddering in anger, "FINE. What do you want then in return?" Why the hell on earth did I say that?
Fuji's smiled turn into a smirk, "If you lost Ryoma-kun, I want you to wear clothes that I specially pick for you for our date. That's the price for my triple-counter this time."
Ryoma was dead, he knew it, by the time he knew Fuji Syusuke; the older boy would be the end of him. He sensed something very dangerous from a gleam in those his eyes. But his pride didn't allow him to back down. Not at time like this.
"FINE. It's not like I'll lose to you," Ryoma glared the deadliest he could though his heart was thumping so hard inside his chest.
"Saa… such a confident, Ryoma-kun," Fuji's smiled widened.
"STOP CALLING ME THAT!"
"I love it."
"Enough of this. Just start the game already." NO, don't be angry. If you lose your cool now; you'll definitely lose.
"Saa… shall we?" Fuji spun his racquet and he got the right to serve first, "We'll have a one set match. Fuji to serve."
"And now Ryoma-kun, I'll start with my disappearing serve. Let's see whether you can return it or not," Fuji said with clear amusement in his voice and his eyes wide opened, gazing sharply into Ryoma's.
And boy wonder never ever felt so unsure before in his life.
Ryoma was a curios boy.
But not for others' business, it was for anything which was related to him. He wouldn't give a damnabout someone's plan for another but he couldn't stand what someone was planning for him and he didn't have a clue about it. That was what Fuji Syusuke knew about Echizen Ryoma. And he was going to put it into practice for his way of finality.
That day of the week right after Tezuka left for Germany, Fuji had called the rest of the team, excluding Ryoma of course (he didn't want to spoil the fun) to meet him up at the club room.
As the others entered the room, Fuji was already sitting on one of the benches and smiling cheerfully as usual in. However, after befriending with the sadist, Eiji knew, the other boy was up to something. He gulped nervously. As the others realized the redhead's silence was unusual, they were starting to feel nervous as well.
"Do you need anything from us, Fuji?" asked Inui, punching his glasses up, expect Inui as probably the regular who dare asking Fuji a question despite the situation they were in.
Fuji smiled brighter and they grew more nervous and unconsciously leaned back till their back was pressed to the wall, "Saa… I do need many things from minna."
The word many' didn't go unnoticed by the others. A soft chuckle from the tensai before he continued, "Don't worry minna; it's not something big just small favors which involved minna's roles in the upcoming game."
"Why did I have a feeling somehow this is related to Echizen," Inui spoke up again.
"Ehem, I never can outsmart you, Inui."
The tall boy's eyebrow twitched but Fuji just ignoring him and continued, "I want minna to treat him differently than usual for a week or two."
"Huh."
"Eh."
"Nya."
"Sss…"
"What for?"
"No glomping and no ruffling hair from you two, Eiji and Momo, no mothering from you, Oishi, no question from you, Taka-san, no pestering about his diet milk from you, Inui, and no throwing insults from you, Kaidoh."
"Why? I don't understand," Oishi said in confusion.
Fuji rested his chin in his palms and his elbows stood up on his knees with eyes opened, "Is there any of you who mind doing me this little favor?"
They gulped and immediately shook his head before Fuji decided to throw them in as well in this game. Oishi was going to say something but Eiji covered his lover's mouth with his hands and shot Fuji an apologetic look.
There was a silence before Fuji stood up and said, "Well, that's all minna. Is there any question?"
"Iie, Fuji."
"Minna is so cooperative and that is a good thing," Fuji smiled and just about to reach the door when Inui spoke up.
"I'll give you more data about Echizen if you are willing to exchange."
"INUI!"
Fuji turned around and gave his teammate an interesting look, "And what is this about Echizen that I don't know, Inui."
Okay, probably it wasn't a good move, Inui thought. But he pushed himself to continue, "It's not a kind of data that I have about Kaidoh, Fuji," there was a loud disapproving hiss," This is about his behaviors and prediction of his action."
Fuji smiled devilishly, "I already knew more than enough, Inui. However, more knowledge won't hurt right?"
Inui flashed a devil smile as well, "Well, I want to exchange this piece of information with some data about you, Fuji."
Fuji chuckled, "I thought you'll be asking me something big, Inui."
Inui twitched even more meanwhile the rest of them were exchanging a worried look upon knowing that the two sadist of the team now were joining forces.
"I believe you want to talk in private."
"Of course, Inui. I don't think the others are ready to hear what might be there in our little chat yet," the others shuddered in fear because of Fuji's words, "So, your place or mine?"
"Both are fine for me. But it's better if it's in my house. My room has soundproof walls."
"Fine, ikuyo."
With that said, the two evil masterminds walked out of the locker room, leaving the rest of the Regulars speechless.
Ryoma slumped tiredly on his bed; he grunted in annoyance as he remembering what was just happened not even an hour ago.
Game and match, Fuji Syusuke 7-5
He was standing while still holding his racquet up in the air. Mouth slightly hung opened still trying to register what had happened. Fuji never looked so amused before while still showing the ball which now was clutched safely in his grasp.
Slyly, the tensai had pulled Hakugei out right before they even got into a tie-break which annoyed Ryoma to no end.
Boy wonder huffed and tugged his cap down before walking out of the court into a bench where his bag was and Fuji followed him to fetch up his bag well.
"You lost, Ryoma-kun," Fuji stated the obvious, "But you have put up a nice fight. Though it was still… Mada Mada Dane."
Ryoma twitched upon hearing those words, words which he usually thrown to his opponents. And it injured his pride greatly so he stayed quite, looking down. Fuji smiled mischievously.
"Aren't you going to congratulate me?" Fuji suddenly whispered in his ear and Ryoma jerked away only to found himself (somehow) was pinned to the metal fence with Fuji blocking his way of escape.
He growled, "Fine, congratulation." Ryoma tried to push Fuji but his hands were caught and put above his head, "What else do you want?"
Despite receiving a glare from the younger boy, Fuji placed his other hand next to Ryoma's slim waist after taking the annoying cap off, revealing shiny dark bluish hair under the bright sun, and it was fascinating Fuji even more. Then again, everything about Echizen Ryoma was fascinating for him.
Fuji threw it somewhere, "You look better without this," and he murmured huskily against the boy's cheek. And Ryoma shivered either from the anticipation or excitement.
"Let me go, Fuji-sempai," and now he was pleading. Ryoma was never begging before but under those piercing blue eyes and the warm breath on his cheek and neck, he couldn't do much.
"I just want to touch what is mine," was Fuji's answer as he slipped a hand under Ryoma's shirt.
And boy wonder gasped, shivering uncontrollably as Fuji running his hands up and down and exploring the foreign territory before finally it settled on the boy's pants-covered ass.
"That's all for today," Fuji breathed on the boy's ear before standing up and gathering all his belongings. The tensai was already making his way towards the exit and with one last smile to Ryoma, "I'll be sending the clothes tomorrow, Ryoma-kun. Ja ne," while all the time Ryoma was still sitting on the court cement floor and leaning to the fence with ragged breathing and flushed face.
ARGGH, Ryoma's mind was screaming in alert. He wriggled on his bed, trying to get a comfortable position. But no matter what he did, it couldn't get rid of the sensation from Fuji's touches. He grunted, growled, rolled over, and finally gave up. He stood up abruptly, startling Karupin who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, and made his way to the bathroom.
He needed a cold shower now.
"Should I even wear this, Fuji-sempai?" asked Ryoma in annoyance.
Fuji must admit the boy looked cuter than ever and he had to do his best to hide his predatory smirks so the younger boy wouldn't be alerted.
Fortunately, boy wonder was too busy 'harassing' his father who was aggressively cat-calling them and saying 'Play safe, Shonen'. Fuji made a mental note to give the elder Echizen something as a present later on. He liked the old man's personality.
Instead of answering, Fuji extended a hand to the forever sulking boy who was standing in front of his house and wearing the clothes which were given by him yesterday, "Shall we, Ryoma-kun?"
Ryoma grunted and Fuji took it as a 'YES' then he grabbed the smaller boy's hand. Ryoma tried to break free but the older boy unexpectedly was far stronger than he looked and Ryoma finally gave in as he let himself to be led by Fuji to their 'wonderful' date ahead.
tbc
A/N: As much as I love this fic; there'll only be two chapters left and I'm ahead on the fourth chapter already. The DATE (The SMUT). But I won't be updating any of my fic till Spring break (yes, exams and homework are eating me, UGH). Eto! It's around March 27 or something.
And I've written a TezuFujiRyo fic; you can access it on my LJ on my profile page. Now, before you get all excited, care to drop your review first. More review aka more SMUT (grins) And I do hope you enjoy this re-written chapter since I got a computer crash so to those who were asking for the original chapter 2, well, I'm rewriting it as well so please be patient ne.
Thanks once again,
MaY