Amethyst Fascination

Goodbye, Minister.Saying goodbye softly, looking at the figure smiling without regret at the side of the court, the boy quietly turned around.

Suddenly want to see that person.When I left, I hadn't had time to say goodbye to that person. I don't know how he is doing, whether he has become stronger like the minister.

His eyes, which were originally full of fighting spirit, gradually opened up a little miss. He just hung his head and hurried along the silent tree-lined road, so he didn't notice that the person who missed him appeared on the side of the road at some point.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Yukimura quietly looked at the little figure approaching, with a slight smile on his lips.The moment he passed by, he reached out and grabbed the young man's thin arm, pulled him into his arms, then turned around and hid in the dense woods behind him.

"Fortunately... Yukimura-senpai..." With wide eyes, looking at this person who appeared suddenly, the boy was so surprised that his voice couldn't help trembling.

The amethyst-like phoenix eyes slightly curved, Yukimura wantonly admired the gradually flushed little face, and asked softly: "Where have you been these days?"

Some moved uncomfortably, and found that he couldn't break away from Yukimura's embrace. The boy blushed and looked away, and whispered: "It's on the mountain."

"On the mountain?" Looking up at the majestic and steep mountain behind the Hesu base, Yukimura felt a little bit of realization. "How about special training?"

"It was unexpectedly fun." Speaking of training, the boy seemed to have forgotten that he was still locked in Yukimura's arms, a slight smile appeared in his eyes, and he hummed proudly. "Although that coach is brutal, everyone has improved a lot under his teaching."

Everyone?In other words, Sanada and the others are also there.

The long-standing worries were finally put down, Yukimura smiled relievedly, bent slightly to get closer to the young man's exquisite face, and asked softly: "So, how are you thinking about the relationship?"

Slightly startled, looking at the purple eyes that were close at hand, the young man's face flushed again.Biting his lips lightly and turning his eyes away, he muttered softly: "No...not yet..." With his hands resting on his ever-approaching chest, he turned around and wanted to escape.

Seeing the boy's intentions at a glance, tightly grasping his sweaty little hands, trapping him between the big tree behind him and himself, Yukimura narrowed his smiling eyes slightly, then lowered his head and gently bit his pink lips.Hearing the boy's sudden rapid breathing, he chuckled vaguely: "Then think about it now, I'll wait."

The lower lip was bitten lightly, a little painful and a little itchy, which caused the boy to involuntarily widen his eyes, looking at the gradually deepening purple eyes with a little nervousness, and held his breath.

Caressing his hot cheeks with his fingers, Yukimura backed away slightly, and within the distance where he could touch each other's lips, he asked softly, "Ryoma, don't you like me?"

With cat eyes still open, the boy shook his head hastily.

Like it?Probably like it.After leaving him for so many days, whenever I am exhausted from training, I always think of this person.Think of his eyes, think of his smile, think of him calling his name with a nice voice.

Seeing the boy's reaction with satisfaction, Yukimura laughed out loud.Playing with the tiny red earlobe with his fingers, he whispered hoarsely in his ear: "Since Ryoma likes me, why didn't you tell me yourself?"

How dare you say such a thing!

Glancing at Yukimura angrily, the young man raised his uncaught right hand and pushed the chest that was close to him, his voice was full of embarrassment: "Go away! Don't get so close!"

With slender fingers clasping the boy's wrist and placing it around his waist, Yukimura smiled lowly, bit his rosy lips again, and exerted a little force. "Then I'll keep biting until you say you like me."

The soft lips were like the finest velvet, and the beautiful touch made Yukimura reluctant to let go a little, and they pressed tightly against the trembling lips of the boy.Lightly protruding the tip of the tongue to trace the delicate lip line, imprinting her own breath.

Yukimura even thought, it doesn't matter even if the child refuses to tell, he loves this kind of punishment very much.

Panting and turning away his face, the boy's fair neck was stained with a layer of pink, and there was a little bit of moist mist in his golden eyes.Yukimura's hoarse laughter came from beside his ears: "If you don't say anything, your lips will really swell."

Pressing his hot lips lightly, a trace of distress appeared in the boy's eyes.If he was really bitten and swollen, he would definitely be questioned by Senior Taocheng later.It can't be said that it was swollen from wrestling, it would be too embarrassing!

For the sake of face, the young man finally confessed without any backbone.Burying his face in Yukimura's chest, listening to the slightly rapid heartbeat, he whispered, "I like you, Yukimura-senpai."

The young man's small voice fell into Yukimura's ears like the sound of heaven, and a trace of uncontrollable ecstasy filled his amethyst-like eyes.Stepping back a little, cupping the young man's delicate cheeks with both hands, he stared tenderly at the shy amber cat eyes, and smiled.

"Although it's a bit reluctant, but at least I admit it." Gently kissing the boy's forehead, nose tip, and both cheeks, and finally gently kissing the slightly swollen lips, Yukimura's voice was full of intoxicating tenderness, " I like you too, little one."

Considering that the boy would have to go back to training later, Yukimura didn't go any further, and just lingered for a while on that little mouth that he loved so much.Holding him quietly in his arms, he asked, "Are you here today to watch Tezuka's game?"

"Minister Yamato came to me in the morning and said that this is the last game of the minister in Japan, and I hope I can come and see it." Leaning on Yukimura's chest, the boy blushed and replied softly.

"It was indeed a wonderful game." Fingers played with the boy's small earlobe, the soft and smooth touch made Yukimura fond of it, so he ignored the boy's displeased eyes. "But it never occurred to you to come and see me, little one?"

I came here specially for Tezuka, and I'm a little bit upset.

Glancing at Yukimura, the boy thought for a while, and whispered, "I've never seen the minister smile like that. I'm happy for him to be able to take off the burden and fight for himself."

Listening quietly, Yukimura didn't make a sound, because the boy really rarely expressed his true thoughts, so he couldn't bear to disturb him.

Pausing for a moment, the young man frowned, looked up at Yukimura's drooping eyes, and thought for a long time before asking, "What about you, Senior Yukimura? The national competition is over, and you are about to graduate."

The shoulders trembled slightly, Yukimura stared at the boy's clear golden eyes for a long time, and smiled faintly. "I can't understand Ryoma's words."

Frowning in displeasure, staring at the eyes that deliberately avoided him, the boy stretched out his hand to gently pinch Yukimura's face, and snorted coldly, "Stop pretending, Senior Yukimura."

Stop pretending, Yukimura-senpai.After seeing the minister today and listening to what Minister Yamato said, I realized that the national championship is not only a goal, but also a heavy burden.You can let go of the burden you have carried for three years.

Although there were only two short sentences, Yukimura already understood the boy's meaning, just like he understood the words of the former tennis samurai.It's just that even if he understands it, he really can't do it now.

The smile on the corner of his lips was slightly bitter, and his fingertips lightly touched the corners of the young man's eyes. He looked deeply into the depths of the pure eyes, and said softly, "I never knew that you knew me so well, little guy."

Such a gentle gaze made the young man feel a little uncomfortable, he quickly withdrew his hand, looked away, and whispered: "I'm going back."

Taking the boy's hand, fingers intertwined, leaving a light kiss on his fingertips, Yukimura smiled slightly and said, "Be careful on the way back, come back early."

Extra

Taocheng: Echizen, why is your face so red?

Ryoma: I have a fever.

Taocheng: What's wrong with your mouth, why is it a little swollen?

Ryoma: I fell.

Peach City: ...