Amethyst Fascination

Yukimura still felt that he was too happy too early.You can guard against others, but you can't guard against your own little lover who is born with a halo of universal gravitation and has no self-awareness.They clearly agreed to have dinner together, but they were already gone before it was time for dinner.

He sneezed several times for no reason, and the boy rubbed his small nose inexplicably, walking quickly on the deserted avenue in the evening, his round eyes searching the courts on both sides.

His purpose, of course, is to avenge the shame of the person who sent him into the losing group.

At sunset, the U-17 base faded away from the hustle and bustle of the day, quietly waiting for the night to come.The sound of the light hitting the ball was also very clear at this time, making it easy for the boy to find Tokugawa who was practicing against the wall.

Leaning lazily on the side of the court, watching Tokugawa stop all his movements and turn around, a war-like smile appeared in his golden cat eyes. "Good afternoon, Tokugawa-senpai, I'm here to avenge my shame."

The deep purple eyes quietly stared at the shallow smile on the boy's lips. Tokugawa didn't say anything, he went straight to the bottom line and waited.

I had known for a long time that this kid was not a patient person, so he waited here after the crowd dispersed, and it really came.He also wanted to see how much the child had grown during the days of hard training on the cliff.

Taking out the racket, he walked quickly to the bottom line. The young man stared at Tokugawa's indifferent face with burning eyes, and said with a smile, "You serve the previous serve."

"Whether it's worth serving that ball is up to me." The answer was cold, but Tokugawa complied with the boy's request and started the contest between them with a rainbow serve as soon as he came up.

Looking at the swift and erratic incoming ball, the boy smiled with satisfaction.Quickly catching up with the ball, he swung his racket back lightly and thanked with a light smile: "Thank you, senior."

Not giving in to each other, the bright yellow ball swirled back and forth between the two, and the setting sun sprinkled dazzling golden red on them.

His eyes sank, Tokugawa attacked first, and at the same time hit 5 balls and flew towards the boy.With a proud smile back, the boy hit 5 balls without showing any weakness, and accurately knocked down Tokugawa's incoming ball in the middle of the court.

The purple eyes were still cold, but there was an imperceptible flash of approval. Tokugawa bent down and picked up a ball to play with in his hand, and said indifferently: "I have made a little progress, Echizen Ryoma."

His eyes lingered on the young man's delicate cheeks for a moment, Tokugawa lowered his head, and said softly: "A year ago, I also came back wearing that black coat. Uncle, is he alright?"

Looking at Tokugawa with some surprise, listening to his question, the boy frowned and muttered, "I'm too energetic."

"So, how do you feel about training in hell?" The boy's cute expression fell into his deep purple eyes, and a very faint smile floated on Tokugawa's lips.

"It was surprisingly fun."

Hearing the unfinished taste in that immature voice, Tokugawa couldn't help chuckling, and said: "I think so. When you asked me to challenge me, I thought it was necessary for you to meet the Taoist coach. "

Raising his eyebrows puzzled, the boy asked, "Why?"

Looking back, looking at the amber cat eyes glowing with brilliance in the setting sun, Tokugawa's face did not have the usual coldness, and his deep voice softened a little bit: "You hate failure more than anyone else, but once you fail, you will never forget it in your heart." There's a little joy lurking somewhere in the corner. Isn't there?"

Slightly wrinkling the bridge of his straight nose, feeling a little upset that Tokugawa saw through his thoughts, the boy asked provocatively, "Aren't you Tokugawa-senior?"

"I am the same as you." Agreeing with the boy's statement, Tokugawa sighed softly: "Although I am not reconciled, I am also a little excited."

"why?"

Looking at the boy quietly, Tokugawa raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "Because the next time you beat your opponent, you will get double the satisfaction."

"Oh? Then I can get double the satisfaction today?" The golden eyes burst into a smile, and the boy stared at Tokugawa's calm eyes and continued to provoke.

His fingers froze slightly, and he held the ball tightly between his fingers. The smile on Tokugawa's lips suddenly disappeared, and he said coldly, "Do you still want to go back?"

Meeting the instant cold eyes without hesitation, the young man smiled proudly, "That's after winning you."

After hitting 10 balls, seeing the boy fight back effortlessly, Tokugawa asked loudly: "Do you still have the consciousness to see hell again, Echizen?"

There was a bright smile in the golden cat's eyes, and the young man's voice was full of undisguised pride, and he said with a smile: "As long as you are still playing tennis, you will still be happy even in hell!"

There was a shock in his heart for no reason, Tokugawa felt as if he was about to be melted by the boy's smile.His complexion was still as cold as ice, but there was a spark of fire in those deep purple eyes.

He knew that this child would be the opponent he had always wanted.

After all, the game was forced to end due to the fall of night.

Breathing slightly short of breath, Tokugawa quietly looked at the blurred delicate face in the night, watching his proud smile even though he was sweating profusely, there was a slight throbbing in his eyes.

"Tch, I still haven't won against you in the end." He stared angrily at the darkening sky, and the boy fell on the streetlight beside the court in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.Those amethyst phoenix eyes that were still clear under the light had a smile that was not a smile, which made him whisper: "Why are you here?"

Even after such a long distance, Yukimura still heard the muttering, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "I was wondering, should I still eat this dinner?"

When Yukimura said this, the boy's stomach let out a clear cry, which made him blushed immediately, bit his lip and turned his head to one side, refusing to make a sound.

The original displeasure in his heart was repulsed by the boy's cute appearance, Yukimura walked slowly to the side of the court, gently took his sweaty little hand, turned his head and smiled gently at Tokugawa: "Thank you for playing with Ryoma for so long, Tokugawa-senpai. I'll take him back first."

Nodding his head slightly, watching Yukimura and the boy go away, Tokugawa had a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Embracing the boy lightly, he walked into a corner where the street lights couldn't reach, Yukimura lifted up his jacket and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked with a chuckle, "Very happy?"

"There's nothing to be happy about. I still haven't been able to defeat him." Frowning slightly, the young man snorted with resignation in his eyes and asked, "When did you come?"

"Let me think about it. It should be when you are smiling happily." Standing up straight, Yukimura took the time to meet the young man's slightly embarrassed eyes. Yukimura folded his arms around his chest, suppressed his smile, and asked lightly: " Little guy, tell me, how much time have we been together since we dated?"

Looking at Yukimura with some doubts, seeing his straight lips, the boy lowered his eyes in embarrassment.It seems like we don't have much time together.

"Less than a day. That's plus the time I confessed to you that night and you didn't answer me." Looking at the drooping little head quietly, she reached out and gently covered the back of his head, pressing him against her chest, Yukimura sighed, "Ryoma, what am I to you?"

Without saying a word, the boy obediently leaned against Yukimura's warm chest, listening to the soft voice that could not detect any emotion at all, there was a trace of timidity in his heart.This person is angry.Even though he was as gentle as ever, he must be angry.

After waiting for a long time, but still did not wait for Yukimura to speak again, the boy bit his lip and put his wrist around Yukimura's waist.Standing on tiptoe, gently touched the corner of his lips with her lips, and whispered: "Don't be angry."

How could he not see that the boy was flattering him, Yukimura let out a long sigh and smiled helplessly.For the shy little guy to make such a move, he believed that the kid cared about him, so he couldn't get angry.

He lowered his head, gently kissed his slightly trembling lips, and caressed his hot cheeks with his fingers. He sighed vaguely: "Ryoma, I will be jealous too. I care about you so much, but your eyes always look at you. other people."

"Because you don't need to look." The gentle kiss made the young man's body weak, but his natural unwillingness to admit defeat still made him retort unwillingly.

Slightly taken aback, Yukimura suddenly hugged the boy tightly, his amethyst-like eyes sparkled with uncontrollable emotion.

I understand, I understand everything.The kid was telling him that he was on his mind.

The lingering light kiss lasted for a long time, Yukimura finally panted and let go of the boy's slightly swollen lips.Fingers gently slid across the soft hair, playing with the small hot earlobes, and looked deeply into the amber cat eyes. "You always have a way to comfort me, little one."

"It's not consolation..." The sensitive earlobe was pinched by the cool fingertips all the time, and the body trembled uncontrollably. The young man opened his mouth slightly to pant, and his immature voice was hoarse: "I'm telling the truth."

Laughing softly, looking at the boy's shy and nervous appearance, Yukimura finally let go of his hand and whispered in his ear: "This weekend, let's go on a date."