#the prince of tennis x reader
- Genre: Fluff, Comedy
- Word Count: 1,117
- Pairing: Reader x Liliadent
- World: Prince of Tennis
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You were freaking out, honestly.
Okay, maybe that’s a bit dramatic, but you were feeling pretty nervous. Why? Because Atobe Keigo decided to host an Easter festival and was handing out jobs left and right, even to students that didn’t even attend Hyotei Gakuen. Fate was totally on your side – not – because Atobe had decided that you would be the perfect person to purchase the flower arrangements for the festival. The problem? You knew absolutely nothing about flowers. How could he trust you with such a task? You felt as if the weight of the world was on your shoulders.
You bent down in front of the rows of flowers, holding your head in your hands. What in the world were you going to do? You had no idea.
“Are you okay?” The Japanese was timid and unsure with a strong accent lacing the words.
You threw your head back to look at the boy standing behind you. You blinked your eyes quickly to see if you were staring at a hallucination. This boy was clearly not of Japanese descent, but damn was he gorgeous! Silky blonde locks reached to his broad shoulders, bangs falling over crystal blue eyes. You felt your cheeks start to burn due to a mixture of his good looks and the fact that you were now staring at him.
“Excuse me?”
You snapped out of your daze, shooting up so quick that you bumped into the table. Fear overcame you as the vases began to wobble back and forth, but thankfully none of them fell. You sent the shopkeeper a sheepish smile to which she responded with a glare. You sighed, turning back to the boy and answering in English. “I’m fine, thank you for asking.”
His eyes widened in surprise, his confidence rising as he switched to his native tongue. “You speak English?”
You nodded, giving him a peace sign. “I’m half and half!”
He smiled at you, thankful to have someone to speak to in English. “Do you need help with something? You seem kind of distressed.”
“Ah…” You suddenly remembered your problem and started to sway where you stood, your skin turning pale as you muttered under your breath in Japanese. “Atobe is going to kill me if I mess this up.”
He tilted his head to the side, taking a moment to register the Japanese. One word stuck out more than the rest. “Atobe? You know him?”
You nodded once, feeling as if your soul was being drained from your body. “He sent me to get flowers for his festival but he didn’t tell me which ones to get and Yukimura-chan is away visiting family so he couldn’t help me and what the hell am I supposed to do?”
He covered his mouth to stifle his laughter.
You scowled at him, lightly smacking his arm. “It’s not funny! I’ll never hear the end of this if I mess it up!”
Placing a comforting hand on your shoulder, he smiled softly. “I can help you out… if you want, I mean.”
“You know about flowers?”
He nodded. “I enjoy flower arranging in my spare time.” His lithe fingers reached out and brushed the petals of the Orchids behind you. “Do you have anything specific in mind?”
You hummed, placing your index finger to your bottom lip as you looked up at the ceiling in thought. “Something that says ‘Spring’, I suppose. Do Easter flowers exist?”
“They do,” He placed his hand on the small of your back, directing you to the other end of the shop. The two of you spent the next three hours going through your choices. You knew that they not only had to match the season, but they also had to complement each other, as well. The flowers you finally decided on were Cosmos, Camellias, Daffodils, Tulips and, for the center of the arrangement, you chose Easter Lilies.
The shopkeeper created a single arrangement with the flowers you had chosen so you could see what the final result would look like.
Your eyes shined as you clasped your hands together under your chin. “It’s so beautiful!” You looked over at your companion with hopeful eyes. “What do you think?”
He nodded, smiling brightly at you. “It looks lovely. I’m sure Atobe will be pleased.”
Your eyes brightened at his words and you quickly threw your arms around his middle. “Thank you so much for your help!”
His pale cheeks dusted pink as he returned the hug. “You’re welcome.”
When you pulled back, you realized something. “I never asked for your name, how rude.”
“Liliadent Krauser of Nagoya Seitoku.”
“It’s nice to meet you!” You shook his hand with a grin. “Can I have your number, Liliadent-kun?”
“Please, Krauser is fine.” He rubbed his warm cheek before pulling out his cellphone.
You took it and quickly entered your number, writing your name in English for him. “Krauser-kun, then~ Call me sometime, okay? Maybe we can hang out at the festival!” You called your number from his phone so you’d have his number before handing it back to him.
“That sounds fun.”
You happened to glance at the clock hanging on the wall and cursed. “Ah! I have to go, my brother is going to kill me for being late!”
Before he could respond, you ran out of the shop, feeling much happier than when you entered. Not only had you picked out an amazing arrangement for the festival, but you also met a super cute boy to attend the festival with. You giggled to yourself as you thought about it, narrowly missing the pole that almost made contact with your face.
When you finally made it home, you received a stern lecture from your older brother for returning home so late without so much as a call or text. Despite being scolded, you couldn’t stop smiling, which only seemed to frustrate the male even more. He sighed in frustration before sending you to your room so he could prepare for dinner.
After eating dinner and preparing for bed, your phone buzzed on the side table. You had received a new message, written in perfect English.
>> I’m happy I met you. Are you free tomorrow?
You bit your lip and did your best to stop the smile from spreading, but your happiness was far too high and your lips curled up as you typed your reply:
<< I am~ What do you have in mind?
The reply came quickly.
>> I want to take you out for lunch. I’ll call you tomorrow : )
Your heart fluttered. After typing your agreement, you fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow with a smile glued to your face.
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- Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Romance
- Word Count: 1,239
- Pairing: Reader x Kenya
- World: Prince of Tennis
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You looked at the literal mountain of egg-shaped plastic and sweatdropped. How in the hell were you supposed to fill every single one with candy by tomorrow? Speaking of, where in the world was the candy? You called out to the man who had brought you to Atobe manor, posing him that very question.
“Don’t worry, Y/N-san, the candy is being brought down from the third floor. It’ll be here shortly.”
You sweatdropped again when a line of men dressed in black suits filed into the room, carrying sacks of candy over their shoulders. There were now two mountains. You were feeling overwhelmed and you didn’t see any way that you could complete this many eggs in the time given to you.
Your phone buzzed in your pocket – it was a new message from your best friend, complaining about being bored. You quickly typed a reply and your thumb hovered over the send button. A light went off above your head and you cried out. Why hadn’t you thought of it before? You scrapped the message and quickly dialed his number.
“Naniwa’s speed star speaking~”
“Kenya! I need you!”
“W-What are you saying?!”
“You need to come to Atobe’s mansion now.”
“Why are you there?!”
“Don’t leave me waiting!”
“O-Oi, wait – ”
You ended the call with a bright smile, leaving the room to find Michael. Due to the distance, he sent a helicopter to pick up the speed star instead of a car. He even agreed to kidnap him if he refused, to which you thanked him with a deep bow. While waiting for them to return, you set out to work.
The eggs came in a variety of colors and they were a bit bigger than the size of a large egg. Most of the candy came in individually wrapped packages, making it easy to add them. When you first started, you tried to match the colors, but quickly realized how much longer that would take to do so you decided to just fit as much candy as you could into each egg before adding them to the completed basket.
About an hour later, you heard screaming coming from somewhere in the mansion. You looked up at the door curiously when it swung open. Kenya was thrown into the room, landing on his face a few inches from you. The doors were closed and you heard the distinct click of the lock.
‘T-That seems a bit unnecessary…’ you sweatdropped as you approached the boy.
Kenya’s body twitched from beside you and you poked his shoulder.
“Are you still alive?”
He lifted his head, glaring at you. “You had me kidnapped,”
“Well, yeah,” you shrugged, returning to your work. “You wouldn’t have come on your own.”
“Of course not!” He cried, springing up and pointing an accusing finger at you. “What the heck is this all about?!”
You scowled at him, smacking the back of his knee to make him fall to the ground again. “I told you, I need you. Now stop yelling.”
His cheeks flushed at your words. “N-Need me for what?”
You gestured toward the mountain. “I have to fill all of these with candy by tomorrow. I can’t do it alone.”
His eye twitched in annoyance. “There’s no way in hell I’m helping you!”
“No? I guess even Naniwa’s speed star isn’t fast enough to complete this job.”
“I’ll show you!” He let out a determined yell as he started to fill the eggs at a rapid pace. “No speed, no life!”
You sweatdropped at how easy he was to manipulate, but you would be lying if you said you weren’t impressed. He had easily doubled the amount in just a few minute’s time than you had managed in over an hour. He was crazy, but you felt so thankful for his insanity.
“You’re going too slow!” He exclaimed, not even sparing you a glance. “Speed up!”
“Sorry, I’m not a speed freak.” You muttered under your breath, trying to increase your speed.
“What?”
“Nothing!” You were in awe at the reduced size of the mountains – they were more like ant hills now.
Kenya was breathing heavily, his hands working at light speed to finish up the last bit of eggs. “Done!”
A smile tugged at your lips and you threw your arms around his neck. “Thank you, Kenya!”
Pink dusted his cheeks as he slowly responded, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I-It wasn’t a big deal,”
“To make up for having you kidnapped and manipulating you, how about you stay at my place tonight? We can order pizza!”
“Sure,” He nodded, covering his mouth with the back of his hand. The warmth radiating from his cheeks made him blush more. “Wait.. what do you mean you manipulated me?!”
You giggled as you reached for the doorknob. You shook it several times, but the knob refused to turn.
“It’s still locked, isn’t it?”
“…”
He facepalmed. “Why did they even lock the door?!”
“To keep you from escaping? I don’t know.” You scowled, still trying to twist the handle. “The door was left open when I was here alone.”
“You don’t think… they did it on purpose?”
“Why would they do that?”
Silence.
You frowned, wondering why the room had turned so quiet, but before you could turn around, arms wrapped tight around your waist. His breath fanned against your ear as his chest pressed against your back.
“K-Kenya… what are you doing?”
His hands rubbed your sides softly. “Taking advantage of the situation~”
“What – ”
His hand gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him. Your lips collided.
Your body was frozen – how long had he been waiting to do this? Judging from the intensity of the kiss, it’s probably been a while.
His tongue ran across your bottom lip, but you were still too shocked to respond. His eyes narrowed in frustration and he pinched your side with his nail. You gasped in pain and he took advantage, thrusting his tongue into your mouth. You snapped out of your daze, your hand fisting around the fabric of his shirt.
The both of you were so distracted in the heated kiss that you didn’t hear the doorknob jingling as it was unlocked. Atobe raised a perfect brow at the sight before him, coughing loudly to gain your attention.
You jumped in surprise, biting down on his lip by accident. You were both breathing heavily when you separated, cheeks blazing from the intensity of the situation.
Atobe smirked as he leaned against the doorframe. “Having fun?”
You realized that it had been planned by him and you scowled.
His eyes scanned the room and he nodded in approval. “Ore-sama didn’t expect you to finish so quickly. You’re free to go.”
Feeling embarrassed, you didn’t say anything as you brushed past him, Kenya hot on your heels. The two of you remained silent until Atobe’s house was no longer in view. You glanced at him. His lip was split on the left side, but it didn’t seem to be bleeding, though it was bright red.
“Kenya?”
“Yes?”
“I’m sorry about your lip…”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry about acting that way…” He rubbed the back of his neck with bright cheeks. “I’m not sure what came over me…”
“Me neither.” You responded, slipping your hand into his and giving it a gentle squeeze. “So, you still wanna get some pizza?”
He grinned, returning the squeeze. “Sounds good!”
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- Genre: Fluff, Comedy
- Word Count: 829
- Pairing: Reader x Tokugawa
- World: Prince of Tennis
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“The nerve of that brat,” you grumbled as you stomped down the sidewalk.
Why were you so upset? Well, your days are spent studying and working to help your father pay the bills. Because of this, you value the free time given to you on Sunday where you have no school and no work. It gave you the time to relax and regain the energy lost throughout the week, plus it allowed you to spend time with your beloved boyfriend.
So why, in god’s name, were you heading to the grocery store instead of relaxing on the couch playing video games with your boyfriend? It’s quite simple, really.
Atobe. Freaking. Keigo.
The self-proclaimed king of… well, everything.
You had only met the boy once and yet he found it okay to blackmail you into helping gather materials for his Easter festival. Honestly, you just wanted to smack him.
A warm hand slid into your own, tugging you out of the way before you could faceplant a pole. Whose brilliant idea was it to put that pole there? You didn’t know.
You smiled up at your boyfriend, feeling some of your annoyance disappear when your eyes met. “Thanks, Kazu.”
He nodded, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. Together, you entered the grocery store and headed straight toward the candy aisle. Your eyes scanned the aisle until you found the colorful marshmallow treats. Because Easter was right around the corner, one side of the aisles had been completely replaced by holiday-appropriate candy items. Various types of peeps lined the shelves; egg-shaped, bunnies, chicks, blue ones, pink ones.
The sheer amount and variation were overwhelming.
You frowned at them. “That kid didn’t specify which ones to buy. What do you think, Kazu?”
The blue-haired male said nothing as he turned away and left the aisle to return a moment later pushing a shopping cart. You watched with wide eyes as he started to clear the shelves, gently stacking the treats into the cart.
“K-Kazu… I think that’s a bit much…”
He frowned as he looked at the cart, boxes of peeps literally overflowing from their metal prison. “You’re right.” He disappeared once more and you sweatdropped when he returned with another cart. “There’s two of us, so it only makes sense that we both have a cart.”
‘That’s not what I meant!’ your eye twitched as he started to stack the rest of the treats into the second cart. “There’s no way all of this will be eaten! Plus, the price…” Even if Atobe was an annoying twat that deserved to be smacked, you didn’t want to break his bank account.
He paused, looking at you with his usual blank expression. “He’s rich. Besides, I owe someone a favor.”
“A favor?” You thought back to his time at the U-17 camp and your eye twitched again. “You don’t mean… Echizen?”
He nodded, setting the last armful of treats into the cart.
You sighed, placing the palm of your hand over your face, ‘That cheeky brat, I should’ve known,’
“Don’t you want revenge?” he questioned as he watched your reaction.
“Revenge?” you echoed, confused. “What for?”
“We were supposed to play Mario Kart. I was going to beat you this time for sure.”
His frown tugged at your heart and you smiled softly, reaching up to plant a chaste kiss on his lips. “It seems you’ve emptied this store of its Peeps inventory. I guess we’ll just have to visit another store, ne?”
The corners of his lips tugged up as he wrapped his long arms around your waist. “Yes.”
The rest of your day was spent going to every store within the immediate area and buying every single Peep they had. By the time you decided to call it quits, Atobe’s limo was threatening to explode from the sheer amount of sugary treats.
You stifled your laughter as the limo driver struggled to close the door. In the end, Kazuya had to help him and it still took a couple of minutes of effort to do so. You cheerfully waved at the driver, who only sweat dropped in response. Your spirits had definitely lifted – after all, revenge is the best medicine.
A giggle passed your lips as you pictured Atobe covered by a mountain of Peeps. Oh, if only you could see it in person!
Kazuya smiled as he laced his fingers with your own, tugging you closer to his side.
Keeping your hands linked, you swung around to stand in front of him. “It’s still early, Kazu-chan. Do you fancy getting your butt whooped again in Mario Kart?”
He scowled, poking your forehead with a slim index finger. “You got lucky last time.”
“Those are fighting words, Tokugawa Kazuya!” You pointed at him with a grin. “This pro will smash you into dust!”
“The loser has to dress like a baby chick at Atobe’s festival,” he challenged.
“Deal!” You took off in the direction of his house, him hot on your heels.
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- Genre: Fluff
- Word Count: 947
- Pairing: Reader x Ryoma
- World: Prince of Tennis
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You sat under a tree near the tennis courts, playing a game on your Vita. Honestly, you weren’t all that interested in tennis but, since your boyfriend was a tennis freak, you often found yourself near the tennis courts more often than you’d like. Ryoma was a good boyfriend, though, and knows that you’re not interested, so he uses his allowance to buy new games for your Vita to keep you occupied while you wait on him.
Today was different, though.
Ryoma approached you, placing his hat on top of your head to get your attention. “Let’s go, senpai.”
You looked up at him in confusion. “Practice is over already?”
“Buchou is sending me to run an errand.” He frowned, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “You’re coming with me.”
You rolled your eyes, placing your vita into its case and into your bag. “Thanks for giving me a choice.”
He smirked, grabbing your hand and pulling you toward the school gate. You shifted your hand to lace your fingers together. His smirk changed into a smile and he looked away since he couldn’t hide it beneath his cap.
“Where are we going, anyway?”
“To buy candy.”
“Candy?” You glanced at him curiously. “What for?”
“Atobe’s Easter festival.”
You frowned. “Atobe is hosting an Easter festival? We’re not going, are we?” You could feel anxiety bubbling in your stomach just from the thought of attending the festival. There would be so many people there… you shivered without even realizing it, but Ryoma caught it easily.
He knew about your anxiety disorder and how freaked you get when you’re around a lot of people. That was how the two of you met, actually – he found you during a panic attack and, although he had no idea what he was doing, he did his best to calm you down.
He squeezed your hand to show he understood. “No, it’ll be too much of a pain. Buchou said that he’d cover for us if I bought the candy, so I agreed.”
You bit your lip, feeling a bit guilty. “It’s okay if you want to go. You should hang out with your friends~”
He stopped walking, narrowing his cat-like eyes at you. “I see them every day. I’d rather spend time with you, senpai.”
Your cheeks warmed up a bit, your heart fluttering with happiness. You pressed your lips to his cheek. “Thank you, Ryoma.”
His cheeks burned and he quickly reached up to tug his cap down only to pout when he remembered that you had it. He glared at you when you started laughing so you decided to return the cap to its rightful owner.
“Let’s just get this over with.”
It didn’t take long to reach the grocery store. You headed straight for the candy aisle and to your favorite holiday treat – peeps. Before you could grab them, though, Ryoma stopped you.
“Someone else is in charge of getting peeps. We’re here to get everything else.”
You frowned, sending a longing look at the peeps before turning toward the rest of the candy. “So we just get… everything?”
He nodded as he started carelessly throwing bags upon bags of candy into the shopping cart. You chuckled at his attitude before giving him a hand. Once the cart was overflowing with candy, you decided to stop and head for the check-out counter. Ryoma had other plans, though, and disappeared before you arrived there.
The cashier looked at you with wide eyes as you started to dump the bags onto the belt. You could only smile sheepishly at him as he started to ring them up. Ryoma returned a few minutes later, his arms full of Ponta. He dumped the cans onto the belt and grinned at you.
“That’s not candy.” You grinned, patting his head.
He smacked your hand away. “He’ll get over it.”
It took a full twenty minutes for the guy to ring up all of the items, and you had to use the cart to bring them outside. Your brow furrowed.
“How are we supposed to get this stuff home?”
He pointed at a slick, black limo sitting off to the side. “Atobe sent a limo to collect all the items.”
You followed the younger male to the limo, where the driver bowed at you before loading the bags into the backseat.
“Can I bring you home?” The driver questioned with a soft smile.
Ryoma shook his head and you thanked the man before following after your boyfriend. He was carrying the bag full of Ponta, but you noticed a separate bag.
“Did you take that by accident?” you questioned, pointing to the second bag.
He pulled his cap down before handing it over to you.
You blinked at the bag. Inside was a single box of sky blue peeps in the shape of little chicks.
“They’re your favorite, right?” he questioned, still refusing to look at you.
“Ryoma…” You smiled brightly, throwing your arms around his neck, bringing his back flush against your chest. “I love you, chibi-chan~”
“Don’t call me that.” He scowled, feeling his cheeks burn with embarrassment. “It’s not that big of a deal.” In truth, he knew that it would be nearly impossible to find a store selling peeps after tomorrow, so he wanted to make sure that you got a box before they disappeared.
You kissed his cheek and smiled brightly. “Let’s hurry home, okay? We can share them~!”
Despite himself, he couldn’t stop the smile that grew on his face when he saw your happy expression. He would never admit it out loud, but he always felt pride when he was able to make you feel happy.
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