Title: Saturday

Author: YaKu

Fandom: The Prince of Tennis

Pairing: Oxari Yuushi x Akutagawa Jirou

Rating: PG

Warning: Yaoi

Genre(s): Romance

Author Note:

At first I was going to give Nuaqi a pendant, but [] I really couldn't. Oh!~ Why is it so muffled like this?~

"Guess who?"

A small hand grabbed the round-lensed glasses on the face of the absent-minded person and tucked them into the collar of his shirt. Then he immediately used both hands to cover his eyes.

Oshitari laughed softly in his throat. Reach out your hand and touch the back of the neck of the person who has their eyes closed. Bend over their head to bow their head in front of them.

"Jiro"

Knowing that Oshitari had guessed correctly, Jiro slowly removed his hand, pretending to open his mouth, looking dissatisfied. Oshitari saw this and smiled a little. Pinch Jiro's nose hard. Once with the oiliness

"Why does Yushi always guess correctly?" Jiro leaned back. But he still didn't stand upright, instead burying his face in Oshitari's shoulder and neck.

“It's because there's only one boss. who likes to play with my eyes closed like this.” Yuchi reached out and gently touched Jiro's golden hair.

“Yushi, you idiot! I can't pretend to guess wrong."

"What if I guess wrong? What punishment will you give me?"

"Well..." Jirou used both arms to hold Yuushi's neck loosely. Lifting his head up, he put his nose down and kissed Yushi's cheek quickly.

"How do you do this?" Jiro finished, smiling widely. About to loosen both arms. But was grabbed by Oshitari's arm. Jiro inevitably leaned forward again.

The older man's lips quickly touched the smaller one's thin lips. After a moment, he pulled his lips away.

“I thought I was doing this. But longer than this."

Jirou was stunned for a long time. When he realized this, he quickly walked around and sat down on the chair at the front study table. Turning around, he took the glasses that were stuck to his collar and spread out the temples, slamming them back into Oshitari's face. But the person who looked like he was about to get revenge had a relaxed smile on his lips. Jiro saw this and quickly took off Oshitari's glasses again.

"Give it back."

“No.” Jirou hid his glasses behind his back.

Oshitari leaned across the study table to get his glasses back. Jiro hurriedly took off and ran the other way. As soon as Oshitari reached for the glasses, Jiro hurriedly took them away again. They fought over the glasses for a long time until Jiro finally fell off the chair and hit his butt on the floor.

"Oh!" Jiro moaned, rubbing his hand on his butt.

Oshitari hurried down to check on his condition. He helped Jiro up and sit on the chair as before.

"How are you"

"I'm fine, but....." Jiro stopped talking, giving Oshitari a wry smile instead. "...Yushi's glasses."

Jirou held out his hand. Oshitari's glasses were in poor condition. One leg of his glasses was bent. The glass lenses on both sides were shattered.

"I'm sorry, Yushi. I really didn't mean to.”

Oshitari was quiet. It was so quiet that Jiro began to be afraid.

"...Yushi...."

"It's okay. I think I'm going to change my glasses." Oshitari took the glasses from Jiro's hand. Keep it in the glasses box you carry.

"You're not mad at me, right, Yushi?" Jiro leaned across the study table. Holding both of Oshitari's hands

Oshitari shook his head slowly.

"Tomorrow is Saturday. Let me accompany Yuushi to buy new glasses." Jirou took Oshitari's hand and placed it on his chin. before placing his own hands on both of Oshitari's hands.

Jiro eats the last stick of Poggy Mousse while waiting for Oshitari. When the last stick of Pocky Mousse was chewed, Oshitari then walked to the appointed place. Jirou raised both hands above his head. Wave your hand to call the person who just walked by.

"This way, Yushi."

Oshitari saw this and hurriedly walked towards Jiro. walked very close So close that their toes were close together. Yushi looked down at Jiro. Standing in front of him and looking closer, Jiro's warm breath brushed against the tip of his chin.

"Sorry, I can't see clearly."

"really...?"

Jiro reached out and grabbed the ends of Oshitari's hair at the nape of his neck. Gather your hands into a low bun. Both sides are cute. I wanted to push the hair that fell over my face up and put it in a clip. But he changed his mind and released both hands. Brush Oshitari's hair into its original style. Better to tease it for another day.

“Like this, when Yuchi walks anywhere, it's really difficult. Then let me take you there."

Oshitari looked confused. Jiro then reached out and grabbed Oshitari's hand.

"Like this, let's go." Jiro took Oshitari's hand and started running.

“Jiro, slow down.”

"It's okay. Yuchi, please run after me."

From holding hands Jirou changed into pulling Yushi's arms into a hug and making him run faster than before. Hurry and cross the road before the light turns red. Run a short distance to the eyeglasses shop. Jiro pushes the glass door in along with Oshitari.

“Do you want me to help you choose a design?” Jirou asked, his face bright.

Before Oshitari could answer. Jiro immediately picked up one of the glasses on display nearby and put it on Oshitari. As he pushed himself to walk towards the large mirror next to him.

"How is it? Square glasses?” Jiro asked, laughing.

"No."

Jiro took off the glasses on Oshitari's face. Then take another one and put it in instead.

"Oval glasses?" Jiro turned Oshitari around to look in the mirror.

"no"

"Then take it like this....."

Jiro was about to reach for a pair of dark pink, thick-rimmed glasses and put them on Oshitari. But it was snatched by Oshitari and put in the same place first.

“I like the old glasses better. You sit here and wait, I'll be right back." Oshitari pressed Jiro on the shoulder, making him sit down on the sofa.

After a while, Oshitari returned with his familiar round-lens glasses. Jiro grimaced a little. before getting up to go find

"Yushi, don't you want to change your appearance?"

Oshitari shook his head. Open the door and let Jirou walk in front of you first. But not before Oshitachi had time to step outside the shop. Jirou immediately turned around and snatched his glasses and ran away.

But he hadn't gone far when Oshitari caught up with him. Lock Jirou's neck with his arm from behind. Pulled myself into my arms until I couldn't escape anymore.

"Give me back my glasses."

Jiro was silent, recalling the sequence of events just moments before. If Yushi didn't have his glasses on, he wouldn't be able to see clearly. So why was Yushi running after him in time?

"Yushi!!" Jiro turned around and stared at Oshitari. "You're not short-sighted."

"And who told you that I'm nearsighted?"

"But you said you couldn't see clearly."

"That's right. At that time, I wanted to see your face clearly, up close."

Oshitari made a move to come closer. Jirou took his hand and pushed his face away. Taking out his glasses from his pocket, he stuffed them into Oshitari's face as usual.

"I'm going to grab Yushi by the hair and watch you!!!!"

- End -