Everything is Possible in a Story

Ayumi Nazu/Author's Note: Third entry of the 15 One-Shot Contest! Please check the 'Horifics Explanation' for the definition of 'Seme and Uke' before reading so that you can understand the story better. This time it's in third person POV.

Credits: Thank you Mizuetani for helping me with the idea for this one-shot!

Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis belongs to Konomi Takeshi.

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Theme #3:

Seme and Uke

Written by: AyumiNazu

     “You’re going to do everything I say, you haven’t the choice!” commanded Ayumi, pointing her finger towards her dear boy friend, or should I now say, ‘slave’.

     Horio, Katsuo and Kaichiro were walking pass an unused classroom when they saw the most unbelievable scene. Their classmate Ayumi was commanding Ryoma to do this and that. Surprisingly Ryoma didn’t shout back at her or anything, though you can really see the irritated face he put on. Scared that the scene would be any more horrifying, the freshmen trio quickly ran down the hall to avoid being seen.

     “Hey, what’s going on?” worried Kaichiro, “What happened to the Nazu-san that was ranked the ultimate uke in school?

     “And Echizen-kun is completely out of character!!” pointed out Katsuo.

     “From my two years of tennis experience—“

     “This has nothing to do with tennis, Horio,” the two sighed, leaving Horio embarrassed and lost for words.

     “Anyhow, we should ask Echizen-kun when Nazu-san is not around.”

     Everyone nodded at Kaishiro’s suggestion. At lunch, they gathered around the tennis prince.

     “Echizen-kun, we have a really important question to ask,” there was a pause, “who’s the seme between you and Nazu-san?”

     Ryoma almost spit his drink out of his mouth, “What are you talking about? It’s me of course.”

     They hesitated, “This morning, we saw everything.”

     He had no idea what his friends were talking about, so Ryoma decided to listen to what they had to say.

     “We know you’re the uke in the pairing so just admit it~ But it’s really a shocking news, I almost couldn’t bring myself to believe it!” commented unnecessarily Horio with his big mouth before anyone was able to put his hand on it.

     Ryoma snapped, “I’ll show you who’s seme between us.”

     He cantankerously got up from his chair and left the classroom.

     Horio got scolded by Kaichiro and Katsuo. When they were in the hallways talking about the seme and uke subject, they heard Ayumi’s voice.

    “You have to do everything I tell you, got it?” she shouted.

     The trio rushed to the vacant stairwell and saw Ayumi saying those lines by herself over and over again. For a second, they thought she became crazy until she blurted out, “Ack! I can’t do it! These lines are so hard to remember! It’s not my character at all! How did I get dragged to help the Drama Club in the first place?”

     Ayumi put the script onto the floor. She placed her hands on the side of her head and shook it left to right worriedly. After seeing that, the three guys understood that everything they saw this morning was a huge misunderstanding. Ryoma was just helping Ayumi practice her part of the play that she was somehow forced into.

     They were going to explain the situation to Ryoma and calm him down a bit, however, they couldn’t find him until class started. The chance to talk to him never came up and school was over, tennis practice had already started.

     “How are we supposed to tell him?” asked Katsuo.

     “How about we just don’t tell him? Then we wouldn’t get yelled at!” suggested Horio.

     “This is your entire fault Horio! Ryoma completely snapped after that, who knows what he’ll do to ‘prove he’s seme’?”

     When they came out of the boy’s changing room, Ryoma was waiting from them in front of the door. He made a small gesture telling them to follow his steps. When Ryoma met up with Ayumi and brought her behind the school, the freshmen trio began to feel as though they were stalking the couple behind a large Sakura tree.

    “Can I kiss you?” Ryoma asked out of the blue.

     “What’s with that, all of a sudden?” panicked Ayumi, slowly backing up from her boyfriend.

     He repeated for a second time impatiently, “I said, can I kiss you?”

     “No,” she replied out of great embarrassment.

     Ignoring the response he received, Ryoma took her lips with no hesitation. Her face flushed bright red, as red as a tomato, “Ryoma-kun, what are you—“

     He drove her against the wall and brought himself closer to her. Her prince put his face right in front of her and stared into her dark chocolate eyes, “I’m your seme, got that?”

     After saying that in a rough way, he backed up and left her in daze.

     “Waaah…,” the three friends were stunned for a second.

     Perhaps Ryoma’s actions went a little far when he was demonstrating his seme-ness. The kiss might have been a slightly unnecessary to show to others, especially to those who haven’t gotten a girlfriend or kissed anybody before. All their faces turned pink at that moment of the scene.

     “Not bad for data,” commented Inui, who popped out of no where with a notebook.

     “That was cute,” smiled Fuji with his twisted fox face, which came out of hiding along with some other tennis regulars.

     Fuji looks at Ayumi’s best friend Kanako who was standing right next him, “Can I kiss you?”

     Her face turned hot pink and looked away to hide it, “Don’t even think about it.”

     Fuji could only reply to that with a disappointed smile.

     “Nice going Echizen,” observed Eiji as Ryoma walked towards their direction.

     “What are you guys doing here?” Ryoma asked, unexpected of the amount of people that just came to watch the embarrassing scene.

     “That was a pretty rough thing to do to the school’s number one uke, Echizen,” mocked Momo, the whole group starting laughing.

     “Che.”

     Ryoma coldly brushed off the remark. He left with his hands in his pocket and his head up high and proud, as though he did nothing wrong. Poor Ayumi was all embarrassed and had cherry colored cheeks as the regulars started asking her some intimate questions about the RyoxAyu pairing.

     She was so defenseless, weak, shy and innocent. Ayumi was indeed the perfect candidate for the ultimate uke. As for Ryoma, teasing Ayumi slowly became a small hobby. He couldn’t help it. She looked so cute when she blushed. Being seme was fun when Ayumi’s the uke.

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