Prince of Tennis, Snow Tennis

Title: Snow Tennis [Oishi/Eiji]
Rating/Warnings: G for how cute Eiji is.
Summary: Well obviously Eiji isn’t coming in just because of a little snow.
A/N: Written to entertain sarinthesky in a comment post. I can’t find the original post, but I think I wrote this really early in my PoT career. I THINK this was a thank you for her mailing me trading cards, so I used the date she put a post up about that.

Snow Tennis

Kikumaru Eiji braced his feet and watched the sphere coming towards him, tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth in concentration. The ball had developed a bit of a wobble, but it couldn’t fool Eiji’s keen eyes, and he slid one foot back and took aim. At the optimal moment, he slammed his racket forward and connected.

PIFF! The ball exploded in a shower of white, and Eiji crowed in victory.

“Eiji!” Oishi called from the sidelines. “Will you get in here! Tennis practice is cancelled because there’s a BLIZZARD!”

Eiji glanced over with a pout at his doubles partner, who was wrapped in a thick, puffy parka and holding out a scarf pleadingly. He was about to refuse–tennis snow was great!–but when he glanced across the court, he noticed that Fuji’s lips were turning just a wee bit blue, and Eiji didn’t fancy Tezuka making him run a thousand million laps for getting the tensai sick.

“Fine!” he sighed, waving Fuji over before he jogged towards Oishi, catching as many snowflakes on his tongue as he could on the way.

“Honestly,” Oishi muttered, wrapping the scarf around Eiji’s neck and throwing an arm over his shoulders to pull him close. “You’re freezing! You’re going to get pnuemonia!”

Eiji snuggled against the warm Oishi with delight and vowed that there was going to be Snow Tennis every day if this was the result.

“Eiji!” Fuji called, and Eiji turned to see him holding up the last snowball. Eiji looked up at Oishi hopefully, and Oishi sighed and dropped his arm. Cheering, Eiji gave Oishi a quick hug and dashed back to his side of the court.

Eiji braced his feet and watched the sphere coming towards him, tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth in concentration…

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