Hearing the door open, I immediately jumped off Ryoma and looked up, expecting to see a confused tennis club member but instead finding an enraged Atobe.
Confused, I blurted out, "What are you doing here?"
"Wondering why you were on top of my boyfriend!" he said angrily, coming up and scooping Ryoma up.
"B-boyfriend!" I asked, bewildered. "Ryoma's your boyfriend?"
Ryoma, who was now crushed up against Atobe's chest let out a strangled, "K-Kei! Let go! I c-can't breathe!"
Looking down, Atobe's furious expression dissipated for a second, and he loosened his grip on the winded freshman.
Pushing away, Ryoma took a deep breath and shouted, "Baka!"
Atobe winced visibly, his expression becoming confused.
"B-but Ryoma! He was-" began Atobe, but he didn't get to finish.
"He tripped and fell," said Ryoma, sounding thoroughly exasperated.
"I tried to catch him, but he was too heavy and I fell down with him."
His gaze flitted between the two of us, seeming to search for something. What he saw must have reassured him, because his expression became sheepish and he said, "A-ah. I see. Ore-sama is sorry for jumping to conclusion.
I smiled, still a bit dazed. "That's alright."
"But!" he said. "If I ever catch you-!"
"Kei!" shouted Ryoma, louder this time.
"What?" asked Atobe, turning to him.
"But Ryoma! I'm just-!" and again, he was interrupted.
"I don't care what you were just doing! This is Fuji-sempai we're talking about! He's not going to do anything!"
"You don't know that," said Atobe.
"Yes, I do! He's my sempai for crying out loud!" Ryoma seemed to be getting really pissed off.
I couldn't help laughing.
They both turned to looked at me, saying in unison, "What are you laughing at?"
This only made me laugh more. "I-I'm sorry," I say, wiping a tear away. "It's just, you two seem so close."
"How does fighting make us seem close?" asked Ryoma, looking at me as if I had gone crazy.
I shrugged. "You just do. Anyways, Atobe, don't worry, I promise we won't do anything to Ryoma."
He still looked a bit suspicious but nodded anyway, saying, "You better not!"
"Guys! I'm right here! Stop talking about me as if I weren't!"
"Ahaha, gomen, Ryoma-kun," I say.
"Whatever. Can we just get off this topic?" he asked, seeming a bit uncomfortable.
I was about to say something when the door to the change room suddenly burst open and the other six of our group tumbled to the floor in a tangled heap.
"Wha-? What are you guys doing here!" shouted Ryoma.
They all got up and Momo looked at him sheepishly and said, "Ah, never mind what we were doing. That's all in the past! Now, why don't we all go get some food, ne? My treat!"
Ryoma, who had until then looked furious suddenly had a sly grin on his face. "You'll treat us?"
Suddenly realizing what he had said, Momo's face paled and he said, "No! That's not what I meant!"
But before he could deny it any further, Eiji began jumping around excitedly, shouting, "Yoshi! Time for food!"
He jumped right out of the changing room with the rest of us, and a still protesting Momo following.
SkyeSyren: KYAAAA! It's done! It's finally done! Omg, this is like Hidden Himesama all over again, I'm beginning to feel lonely. *Cries* Anyways all, please review one last time and tell me what you thought and hopefully, I'll see you all again sometime! If you really liked this story, then check out some of my other stories! Anyways, one last time, au revoir, mes amis( yes, I speak Francais. Je suis Canadien)!