Prince of Tennis: [ Untitled Sanada/Ryoma ]

[raspberryichigo]

Title: Untitled
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Characters/Pairings: Sanada/Echizen
Genre: Shounen-ai.
Notes: I still don't have a title. Sad. Written for regulusa

"Do you ever take off your hat?"

Sanada glances at Echizen briefly, wondering if he should be worried about that particular tone.

"Do you?" he retorts. Echizen blinks.

Then, pulling down the bill of his hat: "Che."

"Hmph."

They say nothing for a while, until the smirk returns to Echizen's lips.

"...You'll have to take if off if you're gonna kiss me."

This time, Sanada's glance is disapproving.

"Don't be snarky, Echizen."

A pout. "You're such an old man."

Sanada grimaces. "Stop that. You sound like Kirihara."

Echizen gapes a little; sounding like Kirihara is so -- such a -- it's --

" -- I do not. Mada mada dane, Sanad -- mmph!"

Sanada counts the beats in his head before breaking away from Echizen and straightening. Ryoma looks up at him with bright, challenging eyes and a pretty little smirk against his lips.

"Heh. Bet you don't do that to Kirihara."

"...Go home, Echizen."

Echizen makes a non-committal noise in the back of his throat.

"Ne, Sanada-san."

"Hm?"

"Nice haircut."

"..."