Nocturne

Disclaimer:

Tennis no Oujisama/Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi-sensei. This is my not-so-innocent take on why Jirou is always asleep. This contains implied yaoi and definite shounen-ai. If it makes you queasy, please feel free to hit the back button. I only own this idea. Thank you.

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It wasn't that he was narcoleptic, which caused him to be continually sleeping throughout the day. It really, really wasn't. He could swear it on the sheer awesomeness of Fuji-kun's Hakugei.

It wasn't that he was narcoleptic, which caused him to be continually sleeping throughout the day. It wasn't. He could swear it on the sheer awesomeness of Fuji-kun's Hakugei.

If anyone actually bothered to ask him for the reason when he was in his not-so-sleepy moods, he would say that he just found that life was very uninteresting most of the time. Tennis was about the only interesting thing that could keep him awake at certain moments of the day. The rest of the time… well, he'd rather catch up on his 'beauty sleep'.

But that was just what he'd tell people… although it was a half-truth. He had an entirely different reason on why he really needed to sleep in the day:

It was about the only time he could really sleep somewhat peacefully.

Ever since a certain Hyoutei tennis club captain walked – no, strutted tall and proud – into his life, he no longer could have a decent night's sleep. Most especially after he was called onto the Regulars team. The night was just… just… far too busy for sleep ever since.

Why?

Well, it was simply because Atobe liked enjoyment that stretched unusually late into the hours of darkness.

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Eh heh heh. No asking for a sequel please! I don't write smut. So hope you enjoyed this really short drabble! XD

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