Heartbreaker

Heartbreaker

Summary: Apparently, Kaidoh has a habit of turning people down. He does it politely and as gently as he can, but what happens when someone won’t take no for an answer?
Disclaimer: I don’t own all these wonderful…underage…pretty boys. I just don’t. The guy who made Prince of tennis does…lucky bastard.
Warning:
Author’s Note:Someone asked about a pairings lists...now is that final pairings or....what?

Good-Night

“Aniki...”

Fuji stopped pouring a drink for Jiroh and looked at his brother, smiling. “Hai?”

“I have a problem...if you can help me?”

The brunette nodded and set the pitcher down, telling Jiroh he’d be back. He followed his brother out of the living room and into the kitchen.

“Hai, Yuuta?”

“...I know my visit is sudden -”

“I was expecting you.”

Yuuta nodded. “I have to leave soon...but please if people come looking for me, I wasn’t here.”

Fuji opened his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“Saeki -”

“He’s never to touch you.” the boy said firmly.

“And Mizuki -”

“Will regret bothering you.”

Yuuta blushed and shook his head. “It’s not like that...they’re pursuing me and I have to go on a date.”

Fuji blinked. “...I haven’t approved of anyone for you to date. How can this be? Does sister know?”

The St. Rudolph player scowled. “I can take care of myself Aniki! I can date!”

Fuji smiled, patting his shoulder. “No, you can’t. So why don’t you call this lowlife and tell him he doesn’t have my permission? Discussion over." The boy’s eyes were all the way opened and Yuuta swallowed.

“He’s not a lowlife and I just asked for your advice! Sister would let me -”

“Discussion over. Would you like some pie? I baked you one.”

Yuuta just stormed away and Fuji sighed, hearing the upstairs door slam. He held his own cheek and sighed again, Jiroh wandering in.

“What’s up?” the boy smiled.

“Perhaps I’m too harsh...”

“Huh?” Jiroh jiggled his glass and Fuji smiled gently.

“Hai...” he made more to drink and gave Jiroh some more, cutting him some pie.

They sat in the living room and Fuji watched Jiroh eat, happy that the boy was enjoying his creation. Jiroh finished and Fuji threaded their hands together, blushing when he was kissed.

“That was great...” Jiroh purred. “You still taste like sugar. We should kiss more.”

Fuji gave a soft laugh and leaned in as the doorbell rang. He kissed Jiroh’s forehead and smoothed his hair, getting up to answer it. He opened the door, smiling.

At Tachibana Kippei.

“Tachibana-kun?”

“Fuji-kun. Hello.”

The tensai invited the Fudomine bucho inside, offering him a drink. He motioned to the couch and the black haired boy sat down, Jiroh blinking at the dot on his forehead.

“Buddha?”

Tachibana smirked and shook his head. “You’re Jiroh of Hyotei.”

“Hai hai!” the boy smiled and poured himself more to drink. “How are you Buddha-chan?”

Fuji gave a smile and shook his head. “Please, he’s this way.”

“I know.” Tachibana seemed at ease and sipped his drink. Fuji noticed he was dressed somewhat formally.

“Did you come from a party?”

“No.”

The tensai blinked. Perhaps An had weedled him into dressing up a little for once. “Oh. I see. How is your ankle?”

Tachibana nodded, putting his drink on a coaster. “Fine as far as I can tell. I’m taking it easy.”

“I’m glad.”

There were footfalls on the stairwell and Yuuta appeared. “Aniki, was there someone at the door...” He saw Tachibana and turned red.

“Tachibana-kun.”

The Fudomine bucho stood, smoothing his shirt. “Fuji-kun.”

Fuji’s eyebrows went up and he looked at his brother who only had eyes for Tachibana.

“How’d you know -.”

“I figured you’d hide from Saeki and Mizuki in a safe place...plus, An told me she saw you.”

“Oh...” Yuuta looked to the floor then realized he was still in very casual clothes. “Oh! I can get -.”

“An made me dress up. She said, ‘go impress Fuji-chan!’.” He gave a small smile and Yuuta’s hands didn’t know what to do with themselves. He rubbed the back of his neck and glanced at his brother.

“Aniki...Tachibana-kun has asked me on a date.”

The tensai just nodded and Tachibana bowed, walking away with Yuuta into the foyer.

Yuuta looked over Tachibana’s shoulder then threw his arms around the boy’s neck and kissed him like he was drowning.

Inside the living room, Fuji shook his head, hiding his face in Jiroh’s chest as the boy’s hands slid up his shirt.

“Wow, you’re a real big brother! You have to approve?”

Fuji kissed the orange haired boy. “I approve.”

****

Yanagi peeked his head over the booth, eyebrows up in surprise as he watched his best friend laugh and talk with more ease than he’d seen him do in a long time. His wrist was tugged and he sat back down in his seat, giving a glance over his shoulder.

“Quit Jackal...”

“Stop spying. You didn’t call me.”

“Hm.” Yanagi looked at the menu. “I know, you called me, but I didn’t know Inui would be here.”

“So what...” the Brazilian said.

“So what? He’s over there flirting like there’s no tomorrow with Seigaku’s Mamushi. It’s cute.”

“Boring.”

Yanagi pointed at the boy. “No kisses.”

“Hn.”


Over where Inui was sitting, Kaidoh was having a hard time keeping a smile off his face. Senpai was being so...casual with him. He was joking with him.

“He asked me, ‘What’s the percent Bucho would sleep with me’ and I just said, ‘No chance in hell. He was like ‘What?’ so I broke it down mathematically how long it would take a snowball to melt in that sort of heat. Wakato’s an ass.”

They’d already eaten and Kaidoh’s cell phone beeped. He threw a balled up straw wrapper at Inui and smiled. “Senpai, I have to go home.”

He felt his knee get nudged again and he muttered “quit it” like he’d been muttering it all night. Inui pushed up his glasses and smiled.

“Data tells me...that I should walk you home to increase the percentages.”

“Percentages of what?” Kaidoh reached for his wallet and Inui stopped him, paying instead.

Inui looked away. “Who knows...” and nudged Kaidoh’s knee again.

They got up to leave Inui passing by Yanagi’s table to say hello to Jackal. The boy’s eyebrows knit in confusion while Yanagi sank into his seat, turning crimson. He’d seen Yanagi spying all along.

Once they were out of the café, Kaidoh hitched his bag up and began to walk, Inui quickly catching him.

“It’s already dark...” the taller boy commented.

“Mm. I have to call Jin.”

“Why?’

Kaidoh frowned in the dark. “Because he’s my boyfriend.”

Inui decided no comment was good enough for now. The walked in silence until they came to Kaidoh’s house, Inui hitching up his bag and turning to leave.

“I had a good time.” Kaidoh said without turning around.

“I’m glad you enjoyed an allotment of my personal time Kaidoh considering it meant absolutely nothing to you.”

The Mamushi turned around. “You know what? Just fuck off! Who do you think you are anyway! I have a boyfriend-.”

“He’s just using you for...that! I’m more with you than anyone! I thought we proved that tonight!”

“Go away Senpai!”

Inui started to leave, but turned back. “Please come over.”

“I don’t want to! I said go away!”

“I’ll wait for you.”

Kaidoh walked up to his house and went inside leaving the data player under a streetlight.

****

Kajimoto rubbed the back of his neck. How had he gotten invited to dinner again? And more over, why was he still here? And in Tezuka’s room? Watching tennis videos?

Tezuka sat next to Kajimoto, unsure of what to do. With Yukimura, he would just reassure the boy he wasn’t weak and make love to his lovely frail body until they both couldn’t move, but Kajimoto...

The boy pushed up his glasses and stood, bowing to Tezuka. “I...will go home now. Thank you for dinner and...stuff.”

Tezuka nodded and stood, bowing in return. “Yes, it was a wonderful...experience. I apologize for Mother. Once she found out...she’s eager for me to find a good boyfriend.”

“Yes.”

They looked at each other and Kajimoto’s breath hitched a little right before he grabbed Tezuka and kissed the life out of him. They fell to the floor kissing and trying to destroy each other’s nicely pressed shirts. They tossed their glasses aside and were about to get serious when they heard a knock at the door.

“Kuni-chan? Would you boys like some cookies?”

Tezuka paused, on his hands over Kajimoto. “No Kaa-chan, arigatou.”

“Are you sure? I made tennis ball sugar cookies! Your favorite!”

Tezuka turned red, but quickly regained his composure. “Hai!”

The was silence and Tezuka leaned to take Kajimoto’s mouth again when the woman spoke up again.

“Are you boy’s having sex in there?”

“Mother!” he whined. “Please!”

“Just use a condom! That Kajimoto’s a nice boy...”

Kajimoto covered his mouth as a giggle threatened to escape and Tezuka shook his head.

Face. Palm.

Giggle.

****

Fuji sat up, shirtless as knocks came to the door. He cocked his head, listening to the voices yelling to be let in. Jiroh looked over his shoulder.

“Is that Mizuki?”

“Is it?” Fuji pulled the boy back down on top of him. “I didn’t hear a thing.”

Jiroh smiled, the gasped. “Wow! Look at that hickey!”

Fuji laughed, kissing Jiroh’s mouth.

It was flattering, but genuine and sweet.

Things began to heat up and Jiroh unbuttoned their pants. “Say Syuuske-kun...are you a virgin? You know I’m not.”

Fuji shook his head.

“Really? Who?”

“Jiroh...” he smiled and shook his head.

“Tell me! Please?” the boy gave a sugary smile and Fuji couldn’t say no.

“Okay, it was -.”

Jiroh stopped him with a kiss and began pulling at his pants again, the tensai just fine with the other boy’s eagerness. He’d only been intimate just that one time and it had been long enough ago that he was just as eager.

His pants came down and Jiroh hooked his fingers in his underwear straps. “Why are you wearing these?” He kissed into his neck.

“I like these...” the tensai breathed. “You like them?”

“Bikini...yes.” he nipped Fuji’s ear and pulled down the other boy’s underwear, getting between his legs after he was completely naked. Fuji loosened Jiroh’s pants and began moaning when he was jerked, the action causing him to arch up and thrust into the hand.

Jiroh gnawed one of his nipples briefly and he whined, calling out.

“It was Sengoku!”

Jiroh gave a throaty chuckle in his ear. “You’ve got a thing for us carrot-tops don’t you?”

Fuji smiled, moaning as Jiroh pumped him harder. “Jiroh-kun!”

“Is it fine like this?” he whispered, pushing in without preparation.

Fuji bit his lip and took it, panting when he was finally all the way in. Jiroh licked tears from the corners of Fuji’s eyes, whispering he tasted sweet while he began to move. Fuji wrapped his legs around the boy’s back and growled, begging for faster. Jiroh gave it to him and Fuji’s eyes slid closed in satisfaction, his own hand straying around Jiroh’s as he sought completion.

Jiroh was fierce at his neck and Fuji arched his neck, whining as he was pounded into and bitten, mewls and moans of pleasure leaving him non-stop. He briefly wondered what it would have felt like with Atobe then dismissed it as Jiroh was the one he wanted in him.

He tensed and used his free arm to pull the frequent sleeper into a hungry kiss as he shot over both of them, letting Jiroh pound into him as his own release came. When they were done, Fuji was a sticky mess and he reached for the tissues, Jiroh’s tongue already running the course of his body, cleaning him. He moved Jiroh’s face away and cleaned up, Jiroh purring that he tasted delicious, his pants still around his ankles.

Jiroh pulled his pants back up and Fuji lay there naked. He moved his arms up slowly and put his hands behind his head, stretching and rubbing his foot against the sheets. It had been awhile. Too long of a while.

His eyes opened and he smiled at Jiroh.

“Jiroh.”

“Hm?” the boy smiled.

“...and Wakato.”

“You do have a thing. Why did you go with Keigo-chan?” Jiroh leaned over him, laying beside him. “Your body’s so beautiful...what did Wakato say?”

“That I was a masterpiece and asked if I wanted him to change over while we did it. He wanted to know if I wanted to fuck Hewitt.”

Jiroh laughed and curled against Fuji. “Sleepy?”

“Mm.”

They got up and moved under the covers, Jiroh falling asleep before Fuji could even find a comfortable place against him.

He moved in close to Jiroh and kissed his nose, happy.

****

Fucking Dan Taichi.

That’s what Akutsu had to be doing.

Kaidoh opened the back door and went inside, knowing that it was stupid of Jin to do this and yet thankful at the same time. He felt a little wary about actually being in someone’s home uninvited, but crept up the stairs all the same, tiptoeing as he reached Akutsu’s door.

He could hear the panting. And the whining. And one hushed “senpai!” was all it took for him to be out of there, hitting the pavement like there were demons after him.

When he got there, he beat against the door, cursing when it wasn’t open fast enough. He was about to pound again when the door opened.

So Senpai slept with a sleeping cap?

Inui blinked at him from behind his glasses and yawned. “Kaidoh, it’s one a.m.”

“You said -you said you’d wait.” He stood there, so tired that’s all he could do. He didn’t think his legs worked anymore.

“Kai -Kaoru?” Inui reached forward and thumbed a tear from Kaidoh’s eye. “Kaoru, nani desu ka?”

“Senpai...” he breathed, staring at him. “Senpai, you wouldn’t cheat on me with a kid?”

“I wouldn’t cheat on you at all.”

Kaidoh bit his lip, trying to stop himself. “I know...” he whimpered, falling against the taller boy. He slid down and clung to his legs, beginning to sob hoarsely.

“Inside...Kaoru, inside.” Inui helped him in and was shocked when Kaidoh pressed him to the foyer wall and sobbed into his chest. He listened to the boy curse and winced as his back was gripped and released.

“Kaidoh...what happened? What’d he say to you?”

The mamushi sniffed and leaned his cheek against Inui’s chest, breathing fresh air. “He didn’t have to say anything.” Kaidoh took more deep breaths and stepped away, running his hands through his hair. “Fuck, my parents don’t know I’m gone.” He paced a bit and impulsively sat down on the foyer step, then got back up. “Bathroom?”

Inui pointed upstairs and Kaidoh went there, Inui following. “Kaidoh?”

The boy washed his face, staring in the mirror. “I went over there. I could hear it. Why a kid? Didn’t I give him what he wanted? Or does he want both?” He hissed and shut up, staring at himself.

“Kaoru, are you alright?”

He looked at Inui up and down, a vicious grin coming t his face. “Want me to sleep over Senpai? Want to sleep with me? I’m good for it. Jin proved that much.”

“You won’t get a rise out of me.”

Kaidoh hissed. “I know...” he sat down on the toilet and stared at the floor. “...can I sleep on the couch?”

“Want me to call your Mother?”

He shook his head and got up. “I’ll just go home -.”

“Kaidoh...come on.” He herded the boy into his room and tossed him extra pajamas which were comically huge on him. When he sat down on Inui’s bed, he realized how large it was for the first time and looked up at his Senpai.

“This is huge.”

“I’m very tall.”

“I can sleep here Senpai?”

“Hai.”

Kaidoh looked at him, then away, moving into the bed and taking off the pajama top. He took the second pillow and hugged it, facing the wall. Inui joined him, checking the clock before jotting in a notebook. He turned off the lamp and laid down.

After awhile, Kaidoh felt tired and put the pillow under his head. He felt arms reach for him and he turned around, seeking affection in the dark. He let himself be kissed but refused more, turning back around. He let the arm come over him and he sniffed once in the dark. Lips kissed the back of his neck and he was ready to close him eyes.

Inui held Kaidoh to him, feeling extremely lucky. He kissed the boy’s neck again and smelled him, deciding that Kaidoh smell was the best smell in the world and moved closer to share more of his pillow.

Oyasuminasai Koi...

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