Title: GreenApple Bubblegum

Author: YaKu

Fandom: The Prince of Tennis

Pairing: Marui Bunta x Akutagawa Jirou

Rating: PG

Warning: Yaoi

Genre(s): Romance

Author Note:

The sheep food project is here again~ This pair is so cute >///<

Bunta took a long step towards opening the door, and what he saw in front of him was Jiro, who was soaked from head to toe, smiling broadly at him.

“Did I tell you to run in the rain?” Bunta said, stepping back to let Jiro walk inside.

Jirou laughed.

"Actually, you called and asked me to bring you an umbrella." Bunta led Jiro up the stairs and upstairs.

"Well, I want to come see Marui-kun quickly."

"It doesn't matter!~ It's so wet from the rain, what will you do if you catch a cold?" Bunta held the door open and walked in. "Come in." He turned around and called out when he saw Jiro. He still refused to follow in.

"Wow....Marui-kun's room is really spacious." Jiro walked over and sat in the middle of the room. Meanwhile Bunta opened the closet. Take out your shirt and pants.

"Let's go change my clothes first. Come on!!~"

Jirou received the shirt and pants from Bunta and immediately prepared to change clothes. Both hands gripped the hem of his shirt. Pull it up until it's almost past your head.

"Hey!!~" Bunta rushed over and grabbed Jiro's hand. Pull the shirt down as before.

"Why?"

“Go take it off in the bathroom. Walk out of the room and turn left."

"I don't see anything wrong with it. When I change clothes at the club, I don't have to go to the bathroom to change.” After saying that, Jiro pulled up his shirt again.

"Hey!!~" Bunta quickly pulled it back down.

Jirou was silent for a while and then asked. "Marui-kun, are you embarrassed?"

"Where is that?" Bunta said, sitting down on his knees in front of Jiro. "Come on, let's go change in the bathroom."

"No, you're lazy." As soon as he finished speaking, Jirou immediately took off the t-shirt he was wearing.

Bunta hurriedly buried his face on both knees. Raise your arm to cover it, Jiro!! I'm telling you, you've never listened, right?

"Marui-kun, what's wrong?" Jirou gestured towards him. Bunta quickly raised his hand to stop him.

"nothing!! Hurry and put on your shirt. Come on in!!"

"Marui-kun~~~~~ Is there this tennis game?" Jiro said, holding up the game CD in front of Bunta.

"Oh, I just bought it the other day."

“Awesome!! I haven't played yet, Marui-kun, let's play."

without waiting for an answer Jiro grabbed Bunta's hand and stuffed the joystick into his hand. Then immediately turned to put the disc into the game machine.

"Excited," Jiro hurried back to sit next to Bunta.

The game begins with Jiro serving. It didn't take long to argue with the children. Bunta swung his racket hard when the tennis ball missed the edge of the racket by only a few centimeters and landed beautifully on Bunta's court. The referee in the game loudly called out the score. I don't know when Jiro secretly turned up the volume.

The service changed again at 5-2. This time Bunta had to try to maintain his own service game. But why is it that every time Bunta serves to Jiro, he always returns? And it usually ends with the tennis ball falling in front of the net on the Bunta court.

"yay!! I won~~~~" Jiro was happy, raised both his arms and jumped around. while Bunta looked at his own joystick. Then he turned to look at Jirou. There must be something wrong.

"One more time," Bunta pulled Jiro by the arm to sit down in the same position.

And the result came out the same. Jiro defeats Bunta decisively.

"I won again, Auntie Marui-kun," Jiro said, giving Bunta a wide smile.

"I know." Bunta was a little annoyed. I just found out that this guy is good at playing games. Even just playing for the first time, he was still able to beat him.

"One more time?" Jiro asked, lying face down on Bunta's legs. "This time, I can save my hand for Marui-kun."

"You're really good at showing off." Bunta ruffled Jiro's hair with his lustrous luster.

who said he would save his hand But actually, it's probably more serious because this time. Jiro wins without Bunta being able to score a single point.

“Oh my gosh, if I were really competing with you. There's no way I can lose to you." Bunta pinched Jiro's cheeks and stretched them out.

"Then next time, Marui-kun, go play tennis with me."

Bunta nodded.

"I'm sleepy. I want to sleep," Jiro said, turning over to lie on his back on Bunta's legs. Put the joystick down beside you.

"Go lie down on the bed." Bunta blew out a bubble gum balloon. While changing the game to play mode with the computer

"Marui-kun is really good at blowing gum." Jiro quickly changed the subject.

"Anyone can do that."

"But I don't know how to blow it." Jirou lightly dipped his finger into the gum that Bunta had blown out.

Bunta pretends to blow up the balloon and make it bigger until it bursts. Jirou is startled and his hand automatically retracts.

“Do you want to try blowing it?” Bunta asked, reaching for the pack of chewing gum on the desk.

Jirou hurriedly sat up. He accepted the package of chewing gum from Bunta with an excited expression.

"Keep chewing. Don't blow it yet," Bunta said and started playing the game. By letting Jiro sit and chew gum continuously.

"Have you chewed enough?" Jirou asked as he chewed until his jaw started to feel stiff.

Bunta stopped the game and turned to Jiro. "You wrapped your tongue in chewing gum like this." Bunta stuck out his tongue to show him.

Jirou follows.

"And blow it out like this." Bunta blew out a bubble gum balloon.

But when Jiro tried to blow it, The chewing gum that was in his mouth suddenly flew out of his mouth.

Bunta couldn't stop laughing loudly.

“How funny is that?” Jirou picked up a piece of paper and picked up a piece of gum from the floor.

"Ah, try again." Bunta handed Jiro another pack of chewing gum. Then turn to continue playing the game.

Jiro took it, unwrapped it and quickly put it in his mouth to chew.

"Marui-kun, turn around and look, he's about to blow." Jiro shook Bunta's arm to make him turn around.

Bunta stops the game again. Turned around and put both hands on his chin, intent on looking at Jiro.

Jiro did everything Bunta told him to do. This time the chewing gum didn't pop out of the mouth. But it turned out to be a cute little balloon instead.

Buntakan laughed. The hand that was previously used to hold your chin moved to cover your mouth instead.

“Don't laugh, I can still blow it,” Jiro said as he spit gum onto a piece of paper. With Marui-kun." After saying that, he reached up and kissed Bunta's hand softly.

Bunta didn't answer. It was still for a while before slowly Reaching out, he gently touched Jirou's lips. Run your finger over your lips slowly and gently.

Jiro grabbed Bunta's hand and squeezed it hard. "Go to bed, I'm sleepy." After saying that, he quickly jumped up and ran away to sleep on the bed. Because he knew that if he continued to sit, he would definitely have his kiss stolen.

While Bunta was getting serious about playing the game, Jiro suddenly hugged Bunta from behind. Then dragged him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong with you, Jiro?" Bunta yelled, nearly knocking the joystick out of his hand.

"Marui-kun, come sit near here," said Jiro, who was stretched out on the bed.

"Why don't you go lie down and prop yourself up on a nice pillow?"

"No," Jiro buried his face in Bunta's shoulder. "Well, Marui-kun's pillow is hard," Jiro continued, still burying his face in Bunta's shoulder.

Bunta chuckled. He reached out his hand and touched the golden hair of the perverted person affectionately. "Don't lie down and drool on my shoulder."

Jiro tightened his arms around Bunta's neck. Resting your face on your shoulder, relaxing.

While Bunta was pushing his bicycle out Jiro followed and took a pack of chewing gum from Bunta's pocket. Pick up a packet before putting it back in the original place.

"I'll ride my bike and take you to the bus stop," Bunta said, getting into the front seat.

Jirou nodded. While popping chewing gum into your mouth

"Where are you going to blow a ball as big as me?" Bunta asked as Jiro got on the back of his bicycle.

"Here, Marui-kun, wait and see."

"Okay, I'll wait and see," Bunta replied and rode off on his bike.

"Marui-kun, give it to me." Jiro reached out and put a piece of chewing gum wrapper into Bunta's pocket.

"What's wrong with you, Jirou?" Bunta removed one hand from his bicycle's handlebars. Come grab Jiro's wrist.

"I don't know where to leave it."

"Really?" Bunta let go of Jiro's hand and grabbed the handlebars of his bicycle as usual. But Jiro stretched his arms forward even more. and used that arm to wrap loosely around Bunta's waist.

"Afraid of falling"

Bunta could barely keep back his smile. He looked down at Jirou's hand that was clutching the hem of his own shirt.

After a while, Jiro gently nudged Bunta's back. "Come on Marui-kun, I can blow it bigger than before, can you see that?"

Bunta slowed down on his bicycle. Turn to look at the chewing gum balloon that Jiro blew up.

"That's all I got," Bunta said, putting his face closer to Jiro and blowing out a bubble gum balloon. The giant balloon that Bunta had blown up was purposely attached to Jiro's smaller balloon.

Jirou smacked Bunta's arm hard several times, "Marui-kun, stop first or you'll fall."

Bunta gripped the handbrake. Park the bicycle on the side of the road.

"What do I do? The gum is stuck together."

Bunta laughed softly in his throat. Cold tongue, put the gum back in the mouth. And of course, Jiro's gum balloon that was stuck together was put back into Bunta's mouth. A hot tongue licked Jiro's lower lip, causing it to spread open. before flicking out all the gum in his mouth

"Marui-kun is cruel. He took it all."

"Ah, give it back," Bunta opened his mouth.

Jirou furrowed his eyebrows together. Grabbing Bunta by the collar of his shirt, he leaned down.

"Hey!! Ji..." That was all Bunta could say. It was returned by the person who had just been teased.

Jiro closed his eyes tightly. Placing his lips gently against Bunta's warm lips, a small tongue was passed and flicked out the chewing gum that was in the other man's mouth.

"Don't take it again," Jiro hissed, hurriedly chewing gum and blowing until it broke.

As soon as the balloon bursts Bunta reached forward and placed his lips on Jirou's lips. Quickly licking the soft lips with his tongue before quickly pulling it away.

Jirou was startled, and automatically backed away. Bunta smiled a mischievous smile that Jiro had never seen before. Pretend to bring your face closer again Jirou then quickly used both hands to push Bunta's face away. forced to turn forward

"I'm going home. It's getting late. I'm going home."

Bunta smiled and laughed. Reaching out to grab both of his arms, Jirou pulled them around his waist again, "You'll fall."

Jiro slams his forehead against Bunta's back hard. Keep cycling. And then he buried his face in Bunta's back like that.

- End -