What is the Prince's, Stays the Prince's

What is the Prince's, Stays the Prince's
by SSJ04 Mewtwo

Legalities & Warnings

The following contains characters created by Takeshi Konomi. That's right, this is a Prince of Tennis fic. Forgive me now 'cause I've not seen every episode. For continuity's sake this takes place in Ryoma's third year at Seigaku. That means that all of the regulars are in high school now. If needed they'll appear in this story, but I don't think I'll need them.

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Plonk...,plonk...,plonk...plonk...,

That was the sound of a tennis ball hitting a wall over and over again. The perpetrator had his catlike eyes closed as he continues to hit the ball back towards the wall with little effort. The repetitive task was not what the fourteen year old captain of the Seigaku tennis team had on his mind. The simple exercise could be done with his eyes closed and his left hand tied behind his back. He wasn't even focused on the morning's practice. No, Ryoma Echizen was more focused on his current situation with a certain clumsy girl who probably had the worst sense of direction in the history of mankind. He should be focusing on leading a bunch of second years to one more championship, but his thoughts were driving him almost to the point of madness. No one could tell though with his nonchalant mask on constantly.The trouble had all started a few days ago after an afternoon practice.

/flashback begins

'Why does the old woman want to talk to me?' Ryoma thought as he sipped on his grape Ponta. 'I've want to get home to catch up on my sleep.'
"Ah good, I thought you cut out of here before I could talk to you." Sumire Ryuzaki, coach of the tennis team, said coming over to the third year captain.
"What is this about?" he questioned.
"It's your relationship with my granddaughter we need to talk about."
The prince scowled as he pulled his hat over his eyes to hide the expression on his face. "We're just...,"
"Things can change Ryoma. I know your father well and if your anything like him...,"
"I'm not like that perverted old man. I try my best not to act like that old man."
"If it's just friendship you want from Sakuno I'm fine with that, but if you want something more then I'll have to forbid you from it."
"Forbid me...," he started to say shocked inwardly by the old woman's declaration. He finished his drink and crushed the can and throws it into the nearby garbage can. Had the can had the ability it would have screamed in pain from the violence that had been unleashed upon it for no reason. "Have you said anything to your granddaughter?" Ryoma finally asked.
"Not yet, but if you behave yourself around her I'll be able to avoid that talk."

/Flash Back Ends

Ever since that day the stoic prince of tennis had to keep his anger in check. Anyone who had been unfortunate to rally with him could consider themselves lucky that they were still alive. Ryoma catches the ball in his left hand. He sighs realizing he needs to make a decision to resolve this or he'd end up killing one of his teammates.
'I've got two choices...,I can either distance myself from Ryuzaki or I can tell her about the conversation I had with her grandmother. If I go with the first I'll be admitting defeat to that old woman. I don't want another guy's hands on her. Plus, I hate to lose. I'll just have to talk to Ryuzaki and hope for the best.' Ryoma thinks and starts to head to where the rest of his team had gathered.

***

Sakuno Ryuzaki opens the door to the roof. She looks around to see where a certain prince was. He had asked her to meet him up on the roof for lunch. She finally spots him laying on his side using his arms as a pillow. She sits beside him wondering how to wake him up. Pulling out their lunches she had made she place's Ryoma's close enough so that he could smell it. His eyes open to see first the food and then Sakuno.
"Is it time for lunch already?" he quietly complains.
"Is this what you do during English class, nap on the roof?"
"English's boring. I'd rather nap during boring things."
"You're as lazy as a cat." she replies.
"Hm,"
"What did you need to talk to me about?"
"Eat first," he simply states. Silence reigns over the pair until Ryoma finishes. "Your grandmother and I had a strange conversation a few days ago."
Sakuno bites her lip in thought. She was curious to know why Ryoma would have to tell her about a conversation that he had with her grandmother. "Go on,"
"It was strange due to the fact that the subject wasn't tennis, but you."
"Me?" Sakuno asks now with her curiosity peeked.
"Your grandmother believes that if I start to get interested in girls I'll end up like my old man."
"What do you mean?"
"He's got a lot of dirty magazines lying around the house."
"Dirty...,magazines?" Sakuno squeaks out blushing.
He smirks at Sakuno's reaction. "My father's collection of adult magazines is hidden all over the house. It's all he does besides bothering me."
"So my grandmother is worried that you'll turn into your father just because we're spending time together? Why would she now have a problem with that?"
"She thinks that if we became more than that I'll somehow turn into that old man over night."
"Have you had perverted thoughts about a girl?" she asks blushing again.
Ryoma pulls his hat down in order to hide his face. "I...,don't think...,I can answer that."
"So you do like someone?" she asks curiosity mixing with fear.
'Damn it, not now. Why the hell do I feel so comfortable around her? She's got so many flaws, but she isn't like all of the rabid fan girls that are completely obsessed with me. I can't tell her that she's the only one I've had thoughts about. I can't put her in that position with that old woman. Although, isn't that what the old woman wants? I'd rather be running two hundred laps from Tezuka right about now.' these thoughts flash quickly through Ryoma's head. "I do, and all you have to do to know who is it is to look in a mirror." he answers.
"Look in a...," she starts to say but then realizes what he meant by the statement. "You mean me?"
"I guess you're not as dense as I thought you were." he says teasing her.
"I thought I was just a bother...,"
"I've become attached to you for some reason. I get jealous when other guys start talking to you. I guess since you don't act like the other silly girls in this school I find myself drawn to you."
She didn't know what else to say. So she did the only thing that she could think of, she hugs the boy. Before anything else could happen, the bell chimes signaling the end of lunch. Ryoma scowls and Sakuno giggles.
"We'll talk after practice." Ryoma says standing and helps the pigtailed girl to her feet. The two leave the roof with Ryoma holding Sakuno's hand.

***

'What is that idiot son of mine up to?' Nanjiro Echizen thinks to himself. It had been a little over three weeks since Ryoma and Sakuno had their talk on the roof. 'He's spending more time with that old woman's granddaughter. I thought he was only supposed to tutor the girl for three hours every Saturday. He's doubled that and locked the door so I can't spy on them!' Nanjiro fumes out. 'That idiot son of mine even takes two hours to walk the girl home! What the hell could he be doing with her? If the two were in a relationship that idiot shouldn't have to hide it unless...,' he thinks and decides to pay that old woman a visit.

***

"Looks like that old man of mine has left. He won't try to spy on us again." Ryoma comments looking out his window.
"Why are you so good at English?" Sakuno complains.
"I lived in America for quite a while." he replies laying himself beside her on the floor and begins to nuzzle her under the neck.

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"Nanjiro, what brings you here?" Sumire asks.
"Were you the one that told my son that your granddaughter needed six hours of English tutor time?"
"No, your son was the one to make the suggestion. He told me that she needed more time on the weekends in order to bring up her grades."
'Hm, if he doesn't like spending time with that girl why would he be the one to suggest that she needed more time on the weekends to study with him? Something doesn't add up here...,' "Did you say something to my son about spending too much time with that granddaughter of yours?"

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"Stop...,tickling...,me!" Sakuno shrieks out.
"Why should I stop doing something that I enjoy?" Ryoma retorts back as he continues to tickle her sides.
"Because...,I'm...,ticklish!"
"Hm, that's not good enough."

***

"I...,did tell him...,that I didn't want him to get into anything more than just a friendship." Sumire replies.
'That's it! He's hiding their new relationship because of this old woman.' "Why would you tell him something like that?" Nanjiro asks.
"Hmph, you ought to know the answer to that, you dirty man."
"Oh for the love of tennis...,that idiot son of mine has no chance of doing the same things I do in my middle age."
"You can't guarantee that, Nanjiro."
"You ought to talk to your granddaughter instead of threatening my son, or have you turned into a coward in your old age?"

***

'How does he do that? He's purring like a cat. I thought that the pet was supposed to take on traits of the master, not the other way around.' Sakuno thinks as she is sitting in Ryoma's lap. "Your cat has rubbed off on you."
"I've been told that I've always been catlike."
"I think...,I'll have a talk with my grandmother."
"You think you can handle that on your own?" Ryoma asks.
"Even though I'm enjoying hiding this, my grandmother shouldn't have to tell you to stay away from you. She should have told me why she thought you weren't good for me."
"She's just being too overprotective. I may become lazier when I get older, but I will only think perverted thoughts about you." he says with his left hand going up her leg. she blushes feeling the contact.
"Do you think that your father has figured it out yet?" she asks ignoring his hand that was now creeping up under her shirt.
"Probably, but I don't care too much if he finds out or not. Even if he does annoy me more about it I'd still have you." he says with his fingers now just under her breasts. She bites her lip wondering if she should let him or not.

***

"You left them unsupervised!?" Sumire shouts.
"Hey, my wife's there plus that idiot son of mine is a big boy. He can take care of the girl." Nanjiro replies nonchalantly.
"That's what I'm worried about!" she shouts heading out the door. Nanjiro rolls his eyes and follows. He would not let an old woman ruin this. She was the only girl that son of his would even bother hanging around with.

***

"Mmmmm," Sakuno moans as Ryoma sucks on her nipple. They are now on his bed both shirtless. Sakuno's hand starts to run through Ryoma's hair. Just outside, a Himalayan cat plops itself down in front of the bedroom door. Back inside,the two had managed to kick their pants off. Sakuno blushes at the hungry look in Ryoma's eyes. She reaches down to touch his hardened manhood through his underwear. He lightly growls in pleasure with the contact. The two don't hear footsteps approaching the door as Ryoma's left hand starts to make its way up her inner thigh.

***

The cat looks up at the human that had stormed towards its master's room. Sumire reaches for the doorknob, but the Himalayan hisses and meows.
"Sakuno! Its time for you to come home now!" Sumire yells through the door. The cat hisses again when she tries to reach for the knob.
"Well, looks like that fur ball was useful for something after all." Nanjiro says smirking. the two teenagers slowly come out of Ryoma's room. Fortunately they had the foresight to redress themselves. Sakuno was blushing while Ryoma hid a scowl under his cap. "Hm, you ought to leave them alone you old woman."
"And what would you know? You left them almost alone...,you probably encouraged them!"
"Hey, I didn't know until you told me that you thought he'd end up just like me."
"Why are you judging how I'd treat Sakuno by how my father treats my mother? My father just likes looking at porn for some unknown reason. Unlike him though, I've got some morals." Ryoma says keeping his emotions in check.
"He raised you." Sumire starts.
"That is questionable." Ryoma retorts.
"Can I say something?"! Sakuno asks. She had been trying to interject herself into the conversation, but was failing miserably until she had finally had enough and had yelled. Everyone turned to look at her. She blushes realizing that everyone was looking at her and waiting. "Grandmother, if he starts to behave like his father then I will have to deal with him myself. I'll rat him out to you if it'll make you feel better, but I want to be with him." she finally says.
"Are you sure...?" she asks her granddaughter.
"Yes," Sakuno answers.
"All right, but if he...,"
Don't worry, I'll let you know if he misbehaves." Sakuno says and Ryoma crosses his arms and scowls again.
"Like I would behave like that old man. You've still have a lot to learn about me, Ryuzaki." he says smirking at the end.

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Author's Ramblings.
Well, I hope this was just par of the course. Like I said this is my first in this genre so if I've gotten anything wrong I'm sorry. I'll now go back to Heroes Saga.