Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.

Confession

Tulip – Declaration of Love

Ryoma cannot forget the way the two of them danced in the rain that day. He cannot forget the way the ball – though heavy with rain water – bounces from one side of the court to the other. He cannot forget the way Fuji’s eyes look when Ryoma is close to defeating a counter of his.

He cannot forget what happens next either.

As he crouches in the shadows, he tries not to listen to Fuji and Tezuka as they speak for a bit. But when Tezuka leaves, Fuji calls out to him.

Ryoma is caught, like a mouse by its predator, the cat. He is pleased though, because he has captured Fuji’s attention and Fuji has captured his.

Fuji, however, does not say anything as Ryoma grabs his bag and starts to leave.

Once in the rain, Fuji reaches out and stops Ryoma, holding onto his shoulder, and pulling him back.

Ryoma does not say anything but is surprised when Fuji spins him around and presses his body close to Ryoma.

The lightning flashes just as their lips meet. Ryoma finds it strange, almost tingly. He realizes he likes it very much and pulls Fuji back down for more.

Their bags are no longer on their shoulders, long abandoned on the cold, wet floor as Fuji began his fruitless search of Ryoma’s mouth.

Ryoma thinks this may be fast but he does not mind.

As they kiss, the rain beats down harder.

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