It wasn’t an ordinary day. Sure, the sun was shining and birds were chirping happily, but no. It was Valentine’s Day, and a certain Fuji Syuusuke had broken into Seishun Gakuen. His smile was ever present, never leaving or fading, unless the tensai was upset or supremely pissed off, but today that smile was more bright and somewhat disturbing to look at. Yes, Fuji Syuusuke was up to no good.

A few hours later, students were arriving, along with the troublemaking tensai and a young boy in a cap that Fuji seemed to be keeping an eye on. The boy, more commonly known as Echizen Ryoma, glared at Fuji, who chuckled and his smile grew.

At the student lockers, Fuji hung around Kikumaru Eiji and his locker, which was conveniently situated next to Echizen’s. Echizen looked to Eiji, who was talking about a kitten he saw in a box, then to Fuji who was nodding and murmuring politely to the cat-like doubles player. Echizen shrugged off Fuji’s earlier behaviour and opened his locker. The boy’s hazelnut brown eyes widened as he was faced with chocolates and a letter. “What…?” he mumbled and picked up the letter, which was painstakingly written on expensive looking paper. He snapped the seal holding the folded paper together. His eyes scanned the letter, which read: “Roses are red, Violets are blue, Somebody loves you, If I weren’t so bashful, I’d tell you who. Love, ?” Ryoma raised an eyebrow and ate one of the chocolates. “Hn… this is pretty good.” he mumbled and flipped over the paper. He looked at the extra message scrawled on the back. “Meet me at the tennis courts after school.” Ryoma snorted and stuffed the note at the back of his locker. He looked over to where Fuji was, but the tensai had disappeared. He shook his head and waked to his lesson.

After the long, boring school day, Ryoma walked casually to the courts. He was greeted my Fuji’s smiling face. “Sempai?” Ryoma asked, no less than cockily. “Saa, Echizen, I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show.” The cerulean-eyed tensai replied, taking a step closer to Echizen, making the younger boy take a couple of steps back. “Sempai, did you leave that stuff in my locker?” Ryoma asked, a tiny blush making it’s way onto the prodigy’s cheeks. “I did.” Fuji replied and smiled a little wider. Ryoma’s face flushed a bright pink and Fuji chuckled. “You’re blushing, Echizen.” he said and reached forwards with a slender finger to tap Ryoma’s nose. “I am not!!” Ryoma replied in a screech and hid his face behind his Regular’s jacket. Fuji opened one eye and chuckled. “Saa, is it any wonder I wanted you to be my valentine, Echizen?” Fuji said, that disturbing grin from earlier in the day coming back with a vengeance. Ryoma couldn’t help but to shiver. “You ever think about my feelings?” Ryoma said and glared at Fuji. “You’re weird, Fuji-sempai.” Ryoma said and turned to walk away.

Fuji’s arm shot out and grabbed Ryoma’s shoulder, pulling the boy to a complete and ungraceful stop. “What?!” Ryoma yelled. Fuji, being stronger than his slim body let on, easily pulled the boy closer and turned him to face him. “Saa, Echizen, you think I’m just going to let you walk away so easily?” The tensai’s sadistic side was beginning to show. “For God’s sake, Fuji-sempai, let me go!!” Ryoma yelled and twisted himself to get out of Fuji’s grip. “Stop it!” Fuji scolded, his eyes open and in a fearsome glare directed at the writhing boy in his arms. Ryoma immediately stopped as a wave of fear rushed over him. “Good boy…” Fuji said as he pulled Ryoma into a kiss.