A/N notes: Yo! This my first time writing a fic so please be nice!! Feedback is always welcome ˆˆ

Disclamer: Not mine... -___-

Warning: yaoi, AND spoilers from PoT episode 39 -

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"What a drop shot…Hit it!!" Fuji thought to himself as he chased the ball and succeeded to return it back to his opponent. It was a lob, that was soon returned as a smash.

Fuji smirked. 'You're mine.'

In a second the smash was broken and returned through one of Fuji's three aces; the higuma otoshi.

'Ryoma looks rather shocked.' Fuji thought amused, when he stood up and faced his opponent.'This is going to be interesting...'

Ryoma threw himself on the bed. He was still a little frustrated that his game with Fuji had been interrupted because of rain, leaving the score 4-3 to Fuji's advantage. Just when he was gonna do a comeback!!

'Fuji-senpai's truly strong...' boy wonder thought, getting ready for bed.

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"Game Fuji! 5-3!"

Ryoma could feel Fuji's teasing smile directed his way.

"Daijobu, Ryoma-kun? One more game and you lose...I thought you said you would start you're comeback soon!?"

Ryoma shot his senpai an annoyed glare. Turning his back against the brown haired boy, he prepared himself for his service game.

Fuji returned his twist serve easily, which only annoyed the younger boy even more. Prepairing for his next twist, he was suddenly interrupted by Fuji's soft voice across the net.

"Ryoma! This is getting rather boring. You can't beat me yet."

'Nani?' Ryoma thought catching the ball in his left hand.

"Are you saying you're running away?"

"I'm more like saying that let's do something more interesting..." the gentle reply was and Fuji signed for Ryoma to come over to the net. Ryoma didn't know why he obeyed so easily, leaving the game like this. He came up to where Fuji was standing.

"A handshake?" Ryoma muttered, frustrated that he didn't get to finish the match he actually thought was quite exciting.

"Better." Fuji replied as he grabbed the front of Ryoma's shirt pulling him higher and closer to him.

Ryoma was more than shocked when he felt Fuji's lips press against his, and above all in front of the other regulars. Fuji didn't seem to care as he was more interested in harshly deepening the kiss with his kouhai, until Ryoma felt Fuji's dominating tongue pick a fight with his.

'F-Fuji-senpai??' Ryoma thought refusing to admit that he was panicking.'Fuji-senpai?'

Ryoma opened his eyes hearing the alarm clock go off.'Now that was weird...' Not being able to sleep anymore the little genius got out of bed, thinking he might as well get ready for school.

For once the young boy was in time to class. There was no practice that day and that made the little prince feel unease. Ryoma noticed he was wandering around in the school looking if he could catch a glimpse of the mysterious tensai.

At the end of the day Ryoma gave up, tired of "chasing" the tensai. He went to sleep with lots of unanswered questions on his mind...like why he cared so much about that dream to chase Fuji around in school?! And the kiss...oh, he didn't want to think about the kiss!

Ryoma liked to keep things simple, so he blamed the dream on the unsettled match, and the kiss...well, it was just a dream and possibly some crazy hormone...-thingy...He thought he could actually put the whole blame on his hentai father, and he just hoped he wasn't on his way turning into him.

Frustrated Ryoma pushed his thoughts out of his mind and curled up with Karupin. At least tomorrow they would have practice and he could see Fuji and possibly get it all over with...

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"Fuji-senpai?" Ryoma entered the locker room. 'Yosh! Now it's only you and me, this is my chance!'

Ryoma received a smile in return, before the older boy returned to change into his tennis uniform.

"Ano, Fuji-senpai?" Ryoma's voice broke the brief silence that had filled the room.

"Um, what is it?" the tensai asked, putting his school uniform into his locker.

"Could we continue later...after practice on-"

"We could continue now..." was the fast reply with the usual smile still in place."Tezuka isn't here yet..."

"Okay. Betsuni."

Fuji made his way over towards the other boy. Ryoma, who had just showed his school shirt into his locker, looked quizfully up at his senpai. "Erm, Fuji-senpai?"

"Ryoma-kun, I was just wondering...is this really the way you'd like it?"

' "Ryoma-kun"?! What way? Like what?' Ryoma wondered still staring confused at Fuji.

"Senpai, what are you talking about?"

Suddenly he felt really naked under Fuji's blue eyes, and shivered to the fact that they were open. Ryoma silently wished he hadn't taken off his shirt just yet.

"Sex. With me. Here. Are you sure you're ready for it? And here where anyone could walk in on us." the unwanted answer was, with the same provoking smile spread on those teaseful lips and the blue orbs suddenly gone again.

Ryoma was more than slightly taken aback. 'What the hell was Fuji-senpai talking about?'

"Eh? Se- what? I was talking about our match two days ago!"

"And on top of it all you're a virgin, but not to worry, Ryoma-kun, I'll do my best to make it as comfortable as possible for you..." Fuji continued, as if he hadn't heard what Ryoma just had said. Fuji's words drowned into the gentle, but passionate kiss he slightly forced upon his kouhai.

The terrified boy had no other choice, but stop struggling as he felt himself being pushed against his own locker. Talented fingers traced smoothly up his back, and a rough hand ripping on his school belt, desperately trying to undo it.

Ryoma moaned a protest into Fuji's mouth, but the kiss didn't break before Fuji drew back to catch his breath. Ryoma gasped for air, realizing in shock that his belt had gone off and fingers were working on removing his pants.

Ryoma felt so helpless. He knew Fuji wouldn't listen to him if he'd told him to stop, or if he would try to explain once more what he really had meant.

"Don't worry." came Fuji's soothing voice."I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm just gonna continue with what we didn't get to finish in your last dream..."

Ryoma froze as Fuji's words hit him. Did Fuji know about his dream? How could he possibly know!? Ryoma's thoughts were interrupted when he felt a tongue lick its way over his ear.

'Wait! Does this mean this is another dream?!' Ryoma was angry with himself that he actually felt sort of disappointed. In a way he wouldn't have wanted to wake up, now that he knew it was a dream.

Opening his eyes he found himself back in his own bed, with Karupin snuggled next to him.

The boy sighed. 'Now this is getting irritating...'

He felt like he didn't have control over himself or his actions anymore, Fuji was taking over. The boy shook that thought right back from where ever it came from. In less than 2 hours he would see the smiling object of his thoughts at practice, and then he would either have to try and settle this or let it be and accept the things as they were.

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A/N: that was all for now, I'll try to be quick and update! R&R please!!