This is a shit long chapter - pardon the language!!! I've never written this long before. I hope it's good.

Anyways, this is the last chapter. Expect some mushyness.

Warnings: Yaoi, threesome

Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis.


Marui shifted in the bed and sighed.

Behind him Kirihara groaned at the loss of contact and snuggled back up.

"Hi there," he said and kissed Marui's cheek softly.

Marui leaned slightly into the caress, wanting more.

"We have to tell him," Marui whispered.

Behind him he felt Kirihara shift and soon he felt a strong hand around him.

"Do you regret it?"

Marui turned and looked Kirihara in the eyes.

"No," he said, "and that's the horrible part."

"Stay here tonight," Kirihara said. "It's already late."

Marui nodded and snuggled closer to Kirihara.

Soon both were sleeping.

The next day Kirihara felt bad.

He wasn't regretting the night before, but as soon as he saw Niou's face, guilt hit him hard.

He had avoided the third year all day, but knew that eventually he had to see him at practice.

Unfortunately he didn't get detention this day, so he had no excuse for ditching practice. Sanada probably would've dragged him out of detention anyway.

Kirihara quickly changed and started warming up far away from Marui and Niou.

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"Is something wrong?" Niou asked his lover for the 3th time today.

"N-no, I'm OK," Marui stuttered.

"How did it go yesterday?"

Marui eeped and tripped over some tennis balls.

"Who put those there?" he yelled at some poor first years.

"You OK?" Niou laughed behind him.

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine," Marui said sarcastically.

"Did something happen yesterday? You look disturbed."

Marui gulped and breathed in deep.

"S-something did happen yesterday, but I won't tell it here. I'll say it later," he said and left to have a match against Jackal.

Niou frowned and looked in the diraction of Kirihara. Only to find him staring at Marui.

What was this? Was he no longer staring at him?

Niou felt a little jolt of jealouly surge through him.

Even though he often denied it for the redhead, he was completely in love with the second year. He was completely in love with both of them.

Niou sighed and tried not to think about it. But he was going to have a little talk to the second year.

When practice was over, Niou asked Kirihara to wait for him in the club house. Kirihara had looked confused, but had agreed.

"I'm gonna talk to someone, so you go on ahead," he told Marui and hurried to the club house.

'Why did you ask him to come? What are you going to say?'

No, he hadn't planned what he was going to say. But he knew that he had to talk to him. He had to set his feelings straight.

Niou opened the door to the club house and saw Kirihara sitting on a bench, waiting.

"Did I make you wait long?" he asked the second year.

Kirihara shook his head. "Only a few minutes."

Niou breathed in deep and closed the distance between them.

"What?" Kirihara asked nervously when Niou approached.

"You remember when I asked you if you liked me?"

Kirihara nodded, but said nothing.

"I wan't to ask you the same question again," Niou said.

"Do you like me?"

His voice was barely a whisper, but Kirihara heard it clearly.

"Yes," he whispered back.

Niou closed his eyes and let the feeling of happiness flow through him.

He leaned down and kissed the shorter guy softly.

Seconds later he felt Kirihara's lips kiss hungry back.

They deepened the kiss, Kirihara moaning as Niou's tongue swirled around his mouth.

"Shit," Kirihara whispered as Niou latched onto his neck.

Niou didn't know what he was doing, all he knew was that it felt so good.

He wanted to mark this boy as his, and bit down hard on his schoulder.

The moan Kirihara uttered made shivers run down Niou's back.

Marui had been right, his voice were incredible.

"WAIT," Kirihara suddenly screamed and pushed Niou away.

Niou gave him a questioning stare, but Kirihara avoided it.

"I thought you liked me?" he snarled.

Kirihara winced and looked down.

"I slept with him," he whispered.

"What?" Niou said, afraid to hear the answer.

Kirihara lifted his head and looked straight into Niou's eyes. Niou felt bad when he saw tears glistening in his eyes.

"I slept with Marui," he cried.

The words hit Niou like ice cold water.

"He was going to tell you later today, but..I couldn't not say it" Kirihara wimpered. Tears streamed down his face and he desperately tried to wipe them away.

"And everything's fucked," Kirihara howled.

"Because I love you."

Niou's eyes widened in shock.

Did he just say love?

"But I love Marui too," Kirihara continued.

"And everything is a mess, and.." he breathed in and wiped away the tears.

"Please don't hate me," he pleaded and ran for the door, but Niou wouldn't let him.

Kirihara stared scared at the taller guy.

"Don't go," he said.

Kirihara blinked confused.

"Just…don't go."

Niou gently pulled Kirihara into a embrace and held him close.

"This really is a mess," he muttered.

Kirihara nodded and slowly placed his arms around Niou's waist.

He felt like drowning in Niou's wonderful smell, it was exactly as he had imagined it.

"How long?" Niou asked, and Kirihara immediately knew what he meant.

"A few weeks before you asked me," Kirihara answered.

"But…why did you refuse?" he asked confused.

"Because I was scared. My parents said that liking a boy isn't normal, and you were my best friend. I didn't want to lose you."

Niou smiled warmly and kissed Kirihara again.

"I always loved you," he whispered in his ear.

Kirihara shut his eyes trying to prevent new tears from coming.

"C-could you say that one more time?" he sniffed.

"I love you," Niou repeated.

"Please…one more time."

"I love you. And if you doubt it, I'll repeat it as many times as I have to."

Kirihara felt a feeling rush through him. A feeling he had seldom experienced.

It was happiness.

But his state of blissfull happiness was short lived.

"What about Marui?" he asked Niou.

Niou sighed, but didn't let go of Kirihara.

"I'll have to talk to him. I guess we all have to talk to each other," he said.

Kirihara nodded.

"What are you going to say?" Kirihara asked.

"I'm going to say that I love you, but I also love him. And I'll ask him about his feelings towards you."

It sounded as sensible as things could get in this situation.

Kirihara leaned up and caught Niou's lips.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow," he said and left, leaving Niou alone with his thoughts.

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Ding Dong

Marui ran to the door to open it.

"Oh, hi," he smiled when he saw Niou standing there.

"Yo," Niou smiled back, "you alone?"

"Yes, my parents and brothers are out for today."

"Good, because I need to talk to you," Niou said seriously.

Marui nodded and let him in.

He prepared tea for them and served it in the living room.

"What did you want to talk about?" he asked nervously.

"I want to talk about Kirihara," Niou said.

Marui nearly spilled his tea all over the table.

"He told me about last night."

Marui bent his head low.

"But I didn't come to blame you," Niou continued. "Because I have a confession of myself."

Marui looked questioningly at him.

"I kissed him today."

Surprisingly Marui didn't feel shocked.

"I knew it was going to happen one day," he said silently.

Niou merely nodded.

"I love him," he said.

Marui smiled sadly.

"But I love you too."

Marui looked surprised at him.

"I'm not going to leave you for him. But before we discuss that, I would like to hear your feelings towards him."

Marui knew that that question was going to come, but he hadn't prepared an answer. Because he really didn't know.

"I only know that it's more that a crush," he said.

"I'm not sure, but I feel very comfortable when I'm with him. Just like I feel when I'm with you. He is different than you, but I can't choose."

He hid his face in his hands and sighed loudly.

"This really is a mess," Niou said, quoting the second year.

"Yeah," Marui laughed bitterly.

"But I have a solution," Niou said, "though, it's a really crazy idea."

"Everything's better than nothing," Marui smiled.

"How about we try dating. All three of us?"

Marui's eyes widened in shock.

"You're right, it is a really crazy idea."

"Everything's better than nothing, right?" Niou smirked.

"I won't say that the idea hasn't crossed my mind, but…a threesome?" Marui's voice sounded aghast. "That's frowned upon in society."

"Being gay is frowned upon, but that didn't stop you loving me," Niou said quietly.

Marui knew he was right, but the idea still seemed crazy.

"Listen," Niou said and looked Marui in the eyes. "Of me and Kirihara, who would you choose?"

Marui opened his mouth to protest, but shut it fast.

"I could never choose," he cried.

"And I could never choose between either of you," Niou said warmly.

"But…what about Kirihara?"

"I'll talk to him tomorrow, but I'm sure he'll accept. He also has problems choosing."

Marui smiled brightly and hugged Niou.

"You'll forgive me then?" he asked.

"There is nothing to forgive," Niou assured.

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Kirihara's eyes widened as Niou told him the proposion.

"All three of us?"

"Yes, it's a perfect idea, don't you think?"

Kirihara could practically hear Niou smirking.

"Well, it's better than the other solution."

"And what is that solution?"

"Nothing happening. Everyone breaking up.."

"Don't say such things," Niou said strictly.

"Anyways," he continued, "me and Marui want to talk to you about this face to face. Meet us in front of the station on Saturday."

"Sure."

Kirihara hung up the phone and smiled dumbly.

It was crazy, it was stupid. It might not even work.

But it was better than nothing.

Way better.

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Saturday came and Kirihara was busy trying to look good.

He didn't know why, but this day felt like the day that was going to decide the rest of his life. And he needed to look OK for such an important day.

But no matter what he tried on, nothing seemed to look good enough.

Kirihara finally gave up and settled with a pair of dark jeans and a black t-shirt with a green jacket over.

Rushing over to the station he found Niou and Marui waiting for him.

He suddenly felt nervous and wondered if he should go back home. Decideing that that would be cowardly, he breathed in deeply and walked over to the two boys.

"Hi," he peeped, cursing his voice.

"Yo," Niou smiled and Marui gave him a little wave.

"So, where are we going?" Kirihara asked.

Niou's smile suddenly changed into a predatory smirk and Marui's face became dark.

----

"A LOVE HOTEL?" Kirihara shouted shocked.

"Keep your voice down," Marui snapped at him.

Kirihara blushed and apologized.

"But…why are we going there?"

"Well, we can't go to any of our houses, and I'm not paying for a real hotel. It's too expencive."

Kirihara had to agree about that.

"But how do we get a room? They won't give a room to boys, espesially not three of them."

Niou smirk widened then.

"That's why I asked Bunta here to loan some of his mother's clothes."

Kirihara looked at Marui and nearly laughed loud. Under his jacket, Marui was wearing a skirt and a black blouse.

"It suits you," he smiled.

Marui merely gave him a killer glare.

"I'll take you there now," Niou said and led the others to a shady looking house.

"I'm not so sure about this," Marui said.

"Don't be stupid, it's fine and it's cheap," Niou assured them.

"How do you know that?" Kirihara asked suspiciously.

"He just does," Marui sighed.

The reseption lady barely gave them a second look before handing a key to them.

Niou opened the door ans laughed.

"My, this really is a cozy place."

And it was..kind of. The room was painted in a gray white colour and in the middle of the room stood a large bed. The light was dimly lit and there were candles on the tables beside the bed.

Marui whistled when he saw the room.

"And it's cheap too," Niou smiled happily.

Kirihara sat down on the bed.

"It's soft," he said excitedly and started bouncing on it.

Marui sat down beside him and Niou took a chair and sat down.

"We came to talk, so let's talk," Marui said.

"First, Kirihara tell us what you feel about us."

Kirihara breathed heavily, before speaking.

"I love you both," he said.

Marui felt all warm inside him and smiled.

"I guess that's that then," Niou said.

"What?" Kirihara asked confused.

"You really are naive, Akaya", Niou said seductively. "Actually coming into a love hotel thinking we were only going to talk."

Marui laughed and leaned towards Kirihara.

"We have already agreed to this, we only needed to hear your confirmation."

He leaned in and kissed Kirihara passionately.

Kirihara found himself so absorbed in the kis,s that he didn't notice it when Niou sat down behind him. Only when his jacket were taken off did he notice.

"Niou," he whispered.

"Please, call me by my name."

They kissed softly almost frail. But the kiss was filled with their feelings towards each other.

Marui continued to kiss Kirihara's neck, following down to his shoulder. Deciding that the t-shirt was a bother, he lifted it up and over Kirihara's head, breaking his kiss with Niou.

He dived down to a nipple and teased in his mouth.

"Nngh," Kirihara moaned and pressed against Marui.

Niou grabbed the chance and stripped off Kirihara's pants and boxers.

"Wait," Kirihara suddenly said.

Afraid that they had done something wrong, Marui and Niou stopped quickly, looking questioningly at the boy between them.

"You're both still dressed," he complained.

Niou laughed and soon after he and Marui had stripped off their clothes.

"I think," Niou said to Marui, "that since you've had the honour before, I should get the first turn tonight."

Marui smirked approvingly.

"Don't be too harsh though, since it's his first time being penetrated.

Kirihara swallowed slightly nervous, but the feeling vanished as soon as he looked into Niou's eyes.

"I'll be careful," he promised and pushed Kirihara down on the bed.

Marui rummaged through the desk and found strawberry flavoured lube. He gave it to Niou who opened the bottle and squeezed out a big amount onto his fingers.

Kirihara closed his eyes, and waited for the intrusion, but when nothing happened, he opened his eyes and saw Niou smiling down at him.

He then smeared the lube down Kirihara's chest.

Kirihara moaned and arched into the touch.

Niou stopped his stroking to play with Kirihara's nipples.

He leaned down and bit down on the old bitemark, this time drawing blood.

"AHH," Kirihara shouted when Niou's teeth dug into his skin.

Niou soothed the wound with his tongue. He then squeezed some more lube onto his hands, but this time his fingers went south.

"Relax," was the only warning Kirihara got, before Niou pushed a finger into him.

It was uncomfortable, but not as painful as it had been the first time.

Niou saw Kirihara's reaction and inserted a second finger. He started pumping them in and out of Kirihara, drawing moans and gasps from the second year.

When Niou inserted the third finger, Kirihara gritted his teeth.

Niou quickly stretched him before removing his fingers.

"You OK?" Niou asked worriedly. Kirihara nodded and a smiled blissfully.

"I'm fine."

Niou didn't need more persuation, and thrust all the way in with a snap of his hips.

"AAHH," Kirihara screamed.

"Relax," Niou repeated.

"It feels like I'm gonna split in two," Kirihara whimpered.

He clinged to Niou's shoulders, his nails drawing blood, but Niou didn't mind.

"Want me to pull out?" Niou whispered soothingly to Kirihara. He began doing so, but two hands embraced his shoulders and held him close.

Smiling gently, Niou got the message and started thrusting gently in and out.

After a while Kirihara stopped whimpering and Niou pulled almost completely out before thrusting back in.

"Nngh," Kirihara moaned, but didn't tell him to stop.

Niou grew more confident and soon he was thrusting in a fast pace.

Kirihara breathed hard, clinging onto Niou for dear life. Each time Niou plunged into him, pleasure surged through his entire body.

He started lifting his hips in time with Niou's thrusts and soon they were both moving against each other fast.

When Niou started stroking his cock in time with his thrusts, Kirihara knew he was near the edge.

"M-MasaAH..I'm gonna.." he moaned.

Niou grunted and drove faster into Kirihara, his own release nearing.

He squeezed Kirihara's cock hard, denying the second year his much needed release.

"Wait…together," he groaned into Kirihara's ear.

"Hah..ah..Oh, God..please," Kirihara pleaded as Niou continued abusing his sweet spot.

Niou kissed him and thrust once, twice, three times before spilling his seed into Kirihara. At the same time he let go of Kirihara's cock, giving Kirihara the mind blowing release he desperately needed.

They lay on the bed panting heavily for several minutes.

"So, how was it? Did it hurt?" Niou asked worriedly.

Kirihara smiled and kissed Niou lightly on the lips.

"It was incredible, and less painful than I thought it would be."

Niou seemed relieved by that and pulled himself out of Kirihara.

"How was the show?" Kirihara asked Marui, who was sitting on the other side of the bed. His cheeks were flushed and his erection stood tall.

Kirihara smirked and leaned down to lick Marui's cock.

Marui gasped and thrust into Kirihara's mouth.

Behind Marui, Niou sat down and started caressing the redhead's neck and chest.

Kirihara relaxed his throat and let Marui thrust deep into him.

He started humming and soon the redhead was writhing on the bed.

"Shit," he groaned as he came, releasing himself deep in Kirihara's throat.

Kirihara released Marui's member and swallowed a couple of times.

"You drank it?" Marui said shocked.

Kirihara smiled innocently. "It's good," he said.

Behind them Niou laughed loudly.

"I think this is going to work out fine," he said, still snickering.

Kirihara and Marui smiled agreeingly to him.

They lay under the covers, Kirihara in the middle.

'It's weird, Kirihara thought seconds before he fell asleep, 'that something that people say is so wrong, feels this good.'

Looking at Marui and Niou's sleeping faces he knew that it could only be them.

This relationship may not last forever, but Kirihara knew that it wasn't going to end anytime soon either.

Because what they shared between them was love. Pure love.

And no matter how many times they'd hear the words 'wrong' or 'disgusting', Kirihara knew he wasn't going to care.

Because there is nothing wrong or disgusting in love.


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