NOTE: Welcome and thank you for stopping by. This is yet another one of my FujiXRyoma fics. This idea came to me thanks to this quote: ''Humans love and trust, even if they know they'll get hurt in the end simply because they want warmth, even for just a second, even if it isn't real. That is how lonely we truly are.'' That quote was created by EchizenRyomaLover, so I thank her for helping me out with the idea of this fic. I, of course, do not own these characters nor do I own the Prince of Tennis. Thank you for reading.
The True Meaning of Love
If life could be as simple as people say it is, I wouldn't be in this situation. If love was meant to be a part of my life, it wouldn't continue to come and go. For now, the warmth of someone next to me will be just fine.
This is the closest thing that I will ever have to love. Continue to touch me. Break me until I scream for more. Until there is nothing left of me, push me further.
"Nn…" Ryoma slowly opened his eyes to reveal their honey-brown color. Rolling onto his side, he faced the middle of the bed and let out a sigh. "The least you could have done was woke me up to say you were leaving."
Throwing the covers off of himself, he placed his feet on the floor. On the side table, he noticed a piece of paper. Picking it up, he read the note:
Sorry that I ran off like that. Call me if you want to do this again sometime.
"It gets boring with the same person," Ryoma mumbled as he crumpled the paper and tossed it on the floor. He shifted his eyes to notice the time. "I've already missed my first class."
Not overly worried about the time or how long it would take him to make it to his school, Ryoma went to the bathroom. His steps were sluggish, but, at the same time, it was like he enjoyed the pain last night's play put him in. Examining his face in the mirror, he counted the small purple marks on his skin. With a satisfied look, he reached for his school uniform he had stripped off the night before. After getting dressed he grabbed for the money that sat on the side table. Flipping through it, he nodded and then shoved it in his pocket. Taking one last glance at the bed, he put his bag over his shoulder and left the room.
Ryoma rushed down the hallway and to the lower level of the building. Checking the time on his phone, he darted down the street to the bus stop. He only looked back once at the love hotel he had stayed at that night.
"Ah! Ryoma!" Horio, who barely reached over Ryoma's height, hit him lightly on the back. "You missed your first two classes. Where were you?"
"Over slept," Ryoma adjusted the strap of his bag. Noting in his head that Horio wasn't going to leave him alone, he let out a sigh. "Where do you think I was?"
"I don't know. You need to get a girlfriend or something though," he shook his head and walked down the hall.
A girlfriend wouldn't satisfy my needs. You out of everyone should know this…it was you after all that I first seduced into bed with me, Ryoma softly laughed at himself and trotted after Horio. Who will be the one to break into me tonight?
In his classroom, Ryoma sat in the back. With a book standing up and open on his desk, he held his cell phone in his had. He softly touched his fingers to the keypad as he responded to a text he had received. Though he didn't recognize the number that was messaging him, he continued to reply until the person on the other end told him that he would be at his house soon. This raised Ryoma's curiosity and made him want to know who this person was anymore.
Ryoma placed his hand in the air. When he was called on, he explained that he felt sick. The teacher easily bought his lie and set the young boy out of the classroom. Walking down the hall, he passed the infirmary and left the building.
As Ryoma had his house in sight, his eyes locked onto the figure that stood outside. A young, slender man stood there with an overly cheerful smile on his face. It was a person Ryoma hadn't seen in over a year.
"Echizen, are you skipping school?" he tilted his head to the left.
"What are you doing here, Fuji-senpai?" Ryoma crossed his arms in front of his chest. "If you came all the way back here just to use me for tonight, don't think I'll give you a discount."
"I heard about the services you do now, but I have no interest in them. My concern is about what you've been doing."
"What I do has nothing to do with you."
"You're selling your body…for what? Money?" Fuji's eyes opened to reveal their icy blue color. "You're only 17, Echizen. Don't you think you should be doing something else with your life?"
"It's not about the money," Ryoma flipped open his phone to read a message. "If you're not interested in my body, then I have no time for you. I have somewhere I have to go."
"Don't bother coming around here again unless you're going to take me out for the night. I have better things to do with my time than waste them on remember old times with the tennis team," he turned around and ignored anything else that was to come out of Fuji's mouth. Not looking back, he headed down the road.
"Maybe I'll be able to get more information from Atobe," Fuji let out a sigh. "I don't understand why you would do this to yourself, Echizen."
That night, Ryoma found himself once again in a hotel room. Chills were sent up his spine as he was caressed gently by another man. He clenched the sheets in his hands as he moaned out in enjoyment. There was nothing he loved more than having the warmth of someone inside of him. Though, Ryoma knew that once he fell asleep, he would wake up to another empty bed. The rough movement and the kisses he received excited his whole body, but his heart cried out it pain.
Break me until there's nothing left. If the only love I'll ever receive is in the form of multiple people pleasuring me, so be it. Though, one day…I would like to wake up next to someone. I just want the warmth of someone by my side…
NOTE: Thanks for reading the first chapter. If this is your first time reading one of my fics, thank you for coming by and reading this. If you're one of the people who have read my other fics, thank you for coming to read yet another one. The next update for this fic will be April 21st. Also, please check out the new poll in my profile. You know you want to vote in it.
I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I made Ryoma a sex addict…please don't hate me. I have a lot of plans for this fic…including a lot more "hotel scenes" that will be with more detail (Go ahead, call me a pervert.). I will do my best to make this fic an awesome one. One day, I'm going to make a poll to see which of my FujiXRyoma long fics is everyone's favorite. Oh, and some things that might seem odd in this chapter will be explained later (For example, Ryoma saying he seduced Horio.).
I cannot thank you enough for reading this chapter. I do hope you'll come back for the next chapter.