o2. Data Ryoma.
Title: Data Ryoma.
Author: smiling_tensai
Fandom: Prince of Tennis.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: RyomaFuji. *gasp* =O
Summary: Fuji has his own version of collecting data...
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It was just another ordinary day at Seishun Gakuen’s tennis club.
“Nya...Fujiko, what ya writing?” Eiji beamed as he saw the tensai off the side of the courts during practice, sitting down with what seem to look like a small note pad in his possession. Being the curious little red head he is, he couldn’t resist the urge to see what his bestest friend was up to, especially when Fuji was doing something he doesn’t normally do. This usually meant trouble for his team mates.
“Not much.” He replied back, closed eyes not even flickering up away from what he was doing. Whatever he was writing, he seemed to be putting a lot of his attention towards it. Fuji can be so weird sometimes...
He stealthy approached him by his side, where the tensai couldn’t see him. He knew him well enough not to ask him what he was doing. Fuji would not tell him. But because Fuji was so concentrated on one thing, surely he would be able to take a sneaky peak without him knowing. Unless the guy had eyes on the back of his head. Which to be honest Eiji wouldn’t be too surprised if he did. The guy could already see things without having to open his eyes...that was weird enough.
He peered over the guy’s shoulder. Didn’t look too interesting in Eiji’s opinion. Just a bunch of random scribbles across the page and a few graphs dotted about the place. A few equations. Basically looked like an ordinary maths assignment.
Until he saw the name.
Putting two and two together, he finally realized what the tensai was writing about.
“YOUR WRITING DATA ON OCHIBI?!?!” Eyes wide open, mouth hanging open. Eiji completely forgot about being stealth. He seemed to have cause quite a commotion, seeming half of the members from the tennis team were now looking in their direction...including Ryoma, who had been casually sipping on a can of Ponta he just recently bought from the vending machine.
Startling Fuji, he swiftly turned around to face Eiji, ignoring all of the attention he just now received. No point in lying now... “Ah, you could say that.”
“How accurate are your estimates? You actually tested any of this out?” He had to ask. This was Ryoma of all people. One of the hardest people to obtain data on.
Fuji smiled.
“Very. I can assure you that this has all been tested, and is 100% accurate.”
He then turned to face Ryoma, who was on the over side of the courts.
“Nya Ryoma, is what Fuji saying is true?”
Ryoma tensed for a moment, then relaxed. He then grunted stubbornly.
“Somewhat.” Was the short reply he gave.
“Sugoi...” Eiji breathed in awe as he turned back to his friend. Fuji was so smart!
Inui then approached them.
“Interesting...There was only a 13% chance that you would start writing data on Echizen. Fuji, you never fail to amaze me. You continuously exceed all my data..” mumble mumble mumble scribble scribble scribble...and then he walked off into the other direction.
Eiji stared at Inui for a while...then all of the opportunities this meant for him suddenly started to flood into his brain.
“NEH NEH!!! FUJI LEMMIE SEE!!!” He beamed suddenly, smothering himself onto the smaller boy.
“Yadda.” Fuji protested as he struggled to keep his note book out of reach from his friend.
Eiji then pouted. “Mou...no fair Fuji-chan! At least someone like you has a chance of being able to beat Ochibi. What about my chance...WHAT ABOUT ME?! Nya...” He whined on and on as he continued to wrestle the tensai for the notebook.
“Don’t you remember what Tezuka said about having data? Just having the data itself isn’t going to get you anywhere.”
Eiji pouted.
“You saying I am incapable of keeping up with the data’s expectations?”
“Hai.”
He pouted even further, slightly offended. “Well then I can train really hard!”
Fuji tilted his head to the side. “Saa... who will be your assistant? Oishi?”
Eiji nodded happily.
“Somehow I can see it being the other way round...” He quietly muttered to himself.
“The other way round?” Eiji asked confused. “You mean Oishi taking data on me?”
Fuji shook his head. “No...”
“...”
“...” ^___^
“Don’t get so ahead of yourself Fuji-senpai. Its not anything I can’t do. Besides...it wasn’t as if it was anything special anyways...” Ryoma replied slightly annoyed from the other side of the courts, still drinking the same Ponta he had.
For some reason Fuji found what he said amusing. “Is that so? I clearly remembering you saying differently last night...”
Ryoma just blushed slightly, as he pulled his cap over his face.
“Differently...? Last night...?” Eiji then gasped in horror as he stared big eyed at his friend. ‘So that was what they have been up to...’ “Fuji...”
“hmmm?” He asked, looking at him slightly tensed.
“YOU AND OCHIBI HAVE BEEN HAVING UNOFFICIAL MATCHES!!! THAT IS AGAINST THE RULES FUJIKO, WHAT IS TEZUKA GOING TO SAY ABOUT THIS?!”
Fuji relaxed slightly after he said that. He couldn’t help but laugh at his friend. Eiji can be so cute sometimes.
“fufufufu...I am sure Tezuka wouldn’t mind so much. Not like you would follow those rules yourself...you only just want to watch, I am surprised.”
“Nya...” He mumbled, gaze dropping to the floor. He then realized that he was sitting on top of Fuji and remembered why he was in that position in the first place.
“Fujiko, lemmie see nya!” He attempted to grab the notebook out from his hand, but failed miserably.
“Yadda!”
“Fuji is so mean... NYA, JUST GIMMIE A LITTLE PEEK?? PPLLEEAASSEEE?!?!” He squealed suddenly pouncing on his friend again.
“If you really are that desperate in obtaining data on Ryoma, then get your own...” He said muffled, as the red head had completely smothered him. “But I have to warn you. If you do so, I may have to stop you.”
From the sudden change of tone in Fuji’s voice, Eiji then stopped to just stare at his friend.
“What...do you mean by that....Fujiko...” His voice lowering into a whisper, somewhat intimidated by him.
Fuji only just smirked, opening his eyes to look back at Eiji.
“All of Ryoma’s good spots are mine...”
“Good....spots....” Eiji repeated quietly to himself, looking at Fuji was a perplexed expression on his face. Fuji merely smiled back at him, eye closed facial expression back onto his face.
“Heh...mada mada dane, Eiji-senpai.” Right on que, as Ryoma walked passed them both who were all sprawled out on the floor with Eiji on top of Fuji. Eiji just only watched the younger boy for a while, as he watched him walk off the courts and go off somewhere. He had a gut feeling that he should just forget about all of this. He didn’t want to get too involved in Fuji’s business after all...it might not be healthy for him.
“You two have gutts slacking off in front of me.” Both boys jerked up suddenly at the stern voice. They had forgot that they were still at tennis club and were supposed to be training...
“20 laps around the courts, both of you!”
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Tired from tennis club, Eiji slowly stumbled about the club room as he took his time getting ready to go home. It was only himself and Fuji left in the club room. Fuji said he had to go somewhere with Tezuka so he was waiting for him, and Eiji was waiting for Oishi who was also with their stoic captain doing something with Ruzaki-sensai.
Fuji got called out suddenly by Tezuka, who wanted him to help him out with something.
Just as Fuji left out of the club room, he noticed that he dropped something by accident. Eiji was going to call him to give it back, until he realized what it was.
Gasp.
The data on Ochibi!
Instantly he grabbed it from the floor and had to refrain himself from jumping about the clubroom in excitement. He quietly calmed himself down and perked his little bum onto the benches.
He opened it to the first page, skimmed through. Then he frowned.
He flipped it to next page.
Then to the next.
Then the next...
...what the hell?
“Lick gently and subtly on his ear lob...stroke him gently on his inner thighs...penetrate into him at a 45 degree angle for best results...”
Wait a minute, this isn’t data on Ochibi based on tennis...
“FUJI, JUST WHAT TYPE OF DATA HAVE YOU BEEN COLLECTING ON HIM?!?!”
~owai. ♥
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hahahahaha...Omg. I actually found this quite hard to write. The first time I have ever written a fuji x Ryoma fic. Not exactly 100% satisfied with this, but I guess its better than nothing...neh? ^^; This was a fic requested by forochel, so here...I hope it was something you was expecting for and like. Sorry I took so long with it! xD
Anyways please r&r and tell me what you think! Flamers will encounter my deadly raft. =D
Author: smiling_tensai
Fandom: Prince of Tennis.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: RyomaFuji. *gasp* =O
Summary: Fuji has his own version of collecting data...
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It was just another ordinary day at Seishun Gakuen’s tennis club.
“Nya...Fujiko, what ya writing?” Eiji beamed as he saw the tensai off the side of the courts during practice, sitting down with what seem to look like a small note pad in his possession. Being the curious little red head he is, he couldn’t resist the urge to see what his bestest friend was up to, especially when Fuji was doing something he doesn’t normally do. This usually meant trouble for his team mates.
“Not much.” He replied back, closed eyes not even flickering up away from what he was doing. Whatever he was writing, he seemed to be putting a lot of his attention towards it. Fuji can be so weird sometimes...
He stealthy approached him by his side, where the tensai couldn’t see him. He knew him well enough not to ask him what he was doing. Fuji would not tell him. But because Fuji was so concentrated on one thing, surely he would be able to take a sneaky peak without him knowing. Unless the guy had eyes on the back of his head. Which to be honest Eiji wouldn’t be too surprised if he did. The guy could already see things without having to open his eyes...that was weird enough.
He peered over the guy’s shoulder. Didn’t look too interesting in Eiji’s opinion. Just a bunch of random scribbles across the page and a few graphs dotted about the place. A few equations. Basically looked like an ordinary maths assignment.
Until he saw the name.
Putting two and two together, he finally realized what the tensai was writing about.
“YOUR WRITING DATA ON OCHIBI?!?!” Eyes wide open, mouth hanging open. Eiji completely forgot about being stealth. He seemed to have cause quite a commotion, seeming half of the members from the tennis team were now looking in their direction...including Ryoma, who had been casually sipping on a can of Ponta he just recently bought from the vending machine.
Startling Fuji, he swiftly turned around to face Eiji, ignoring all of the attention he just now received. No point in lying now... “Ah, you could say that.”
“How accurate are your estimates? You actually tested any of this out?” He had to ask. This was Ryoma of all people. One of the hardest people to obtain data on.
Fuji smiled.
“Very. I can assure you that this has all been tested, and is 100% accurate.”
He then turned to face Ryoma, who was on the over side of the courts.
“Nya Ryoma, is what Fuji saying is true?”
Ryoma tensed for a moment, then relaxed. He then grunted stubbornly.
“Somewhat.” Was the short reply he gave.
“Sugoi...” Eiji breathed in awe as he turned back to his friend. Fuji was so smart!
Inui then approached them.
“Interesting...There was only a 13% chance that you would start writing data on Echizen. Fuji, you never fail to amaze me. You continuously exceed all my data..” mumble mumble mumble scribble scribble scribble...and then he walked off into the other direction.
Eiji stared at Inui for a while...then all of the opportunities this meant for him suddenly started to flood into his brain.
“NEH NEH!!! FUJI LEMMIE SEE!!!” He beamed suddenly, smothering himself onto the smaller boy.
“Yadda.” Fuji protested as he struggled to keep his note book out of reach from his friend.
Eiji then pouted. “Mou...no fair Fuji-chan! At least someone like you has a chance of being able to beat Ochibi. What about my chance...WHAT ABOUT ME?! Nya...” He whined on and on as he continued to wrestle the tensai for the notebook.
“Don’t you remember what Tezuka said about having data? Just having the data itself isn’t going to get you anywhere.”
Eiji pouted.
“You saying I am incapable of keeping up with the data’s expectations?”
“Hai.”
He pouted even further, slightly offended. “Well then I can train really hard!”
Fuji tilted his head to the side. “Saa... who will be your assistant? Oishi?”
Eiji nodded happily.
“Somehow I can see it being the other way round...” He quietly muttered to himself.
“The other way round?” Eiji asked confused. “You mean Oishi taking data on me?”
Fuji shook his head. “No...”
“...”
“...” ^___^
“Don’t get so ahead of yourself Fuji-senpai. Its not anything I can’t do. Besides...it wasn’t as if it was anything special anyways...” Ryoma replied slightly annoyed from the other side of the courts, still drinking the same Ponta he had.
For some reason Fuji found what he said amusing. “Is that so? I clearly remembering you saying differently last night...”
Ryoma just blushed slightly, as he pulled his cap over his face.
“Differently...? Last night...?” Eiji then gasped in horror as he stared big eyed at his friend. ‘So that was what they have been up to...’ “Fuji...”
“hmmm?” He asked, looking at him slightly tensed.
“YOU AND OCHIBI HAVE BEEN HAVING UNOFFICIAL MATCHES!!! THAT IS AGAINST THE RULES FUJIKO, WHAT IS TEZUKA GOING TO SAY ABOUT THIS?!”
Fuji relaxed slightly after he said that. He couldn’t help but laugh at his friend. Eiji can be so cute sometimes.
“fufufufu...I am sure Tezuka wouldn’t mind so much. Not like you would follow those rules yourself...you only just want to watch, I am surprised.”
“Nya...” He mumbled, gaze dropping to the floor. He then realized that he was sitting on top of Fuji and remembered why he was in that position in the first place.
“Fujiko, lemmie see nya!” He attempted to grab the notebook out from his hand, but failed miserably.
“Yadda!”
“Fuji is so mean... NYA, JUST GIMMIE A LITTLE PEEK?? PPLLEEAASSEEE?!?!” He squealed suddenly pouncing on his friend again.
“If you really are that desperate in obtaining data on Ryoma, then get your own...” He said muffled, as the red head had completely smothered him. “But I have to warn you. If you do so, I may have to stop you.”
From the sudden change of tone in Fuji’s voice, Eiji then stopped to just stare at his friend.
“What...do you mean by that....Fujiko...” His voice lowering into a whisper, somewhat intimidated by him.
Fuji only just smirked, opening his eyes to look back at Eiji.
“All of Ryoma’s good spots are mine...”
“Good....spots....” Eiji repeated quietly to himself, looking at Fuji was a perplexed expression on his face. Fuji merely smiled back at him, eye closed facial expression back onto his face.
“Heh...mada mada dane, Eiji-senpai.” Right on que, as Ryoma walked passed them both who were all sprawled out on the floor with Eiji on top of Fuji. Eiji just only watched the younger boy for a while, as he watched him walk off the courts and go off somewhere. He had a gut feeling that he should just forget about all of this. He didn’t want to get too involved in Fuji’s business after all...it might not be healthy for him.
“You two have gutts slacking off in front of me.” Both boys jerked up suddenly at the stern voice. They had forgot that they were still at tennis club and were supposed to be training...
“20 laps around the courts, both of you!”
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Tired from tennis club, Eiji slowly stumbled about the club room as he took his time getting ready to go home. It was only himself and Fuji left in the club room. Fuji said he had to go somewhere with Tezuka so he was waiting for him, and Eiji was waiting for Oishi who was also with their stoic captain doing something with Ruzaki-sensai.
Fuji got called out suddenly by Tezuka, who wanted him to help him out with something.
Just as Fuji left out of the club room, he noticed that he dropped something by accident. Eiji was going to call him to give it back, until he realized what it was.
Gasp.
The data on Ochibi!
Instantly he grabbed it from the floor and had to refrain himself from jumping about the clubroom in excitement. He quietly calmed himself down and perked his little bum onto the benches.
He opened it to the first page, skimmed through. Then he frowned.
He flipped it to next page.
Then to the next.
Then the next...
...what the hell?
“Lick gently and subtly on his ear lob...stroke him gently on his inner thighs...penetrate into him at a 45 degree angle for best results...”
Wait a minute, this isn’t data on Ochibi based on tennis...
“FUJI, JUST WHAT TYPE OF DATA HAVE YOU BEEN COLLECTING ON HIM?!?!”
~owai. ♥
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hahahahaha...Omg. I actually found this quite hard to write. The first time I have ever written a fuji x Ryoma fic. Not exactly 100% satisfied with this, but I guess its better than nothing...neh? ^^; This was a fic requested by forochel, so here...I hope it was something you was expecting for and like. Sorry I took so long with it! xD
Anyways please r&r and tell me what you think! Flamers will encounter my deadly raft. =D