Missed Calculations
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Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,591
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 2
Thanks for reviewing if you have, and if you haven’t, please do! ^_^ Enjoy, minna-san. Oh, and Kaidoh’s not OOC in my eyes. I think he’s really smart and meditative inside. So… yeah.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Written for my sometimes perverse pleasure ^_~
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After I left the clubhouse, I ran home. My parents would be expecting me in an hour, and I hadn’t even gotten in a little of my training. As I ran the familiar streets, I tried to push what had happenet oft of my mind, but I couldn’t.
I had never realized it before, but I wanted something like that to happen. I always brushed that thought aside, thinking it was because he was training me, and that he was becoming a close friend. I didn’t think he would ever become that close, although I’m sure somewhere in my mind I hoped he would.
But that kiss. I couldn’t get the image out of mind. Inui coming towards me. His eyes were so ise. se. And then his warm lips. It happened so f and and ended to soon. Disappointing. I hoped he would try it again, since I would never be able to instigate another one.
As I ran though, I couldn’t help but wonder, what if it was all another one of Inui’s sick data gathering ploys? What if it was just an experiment to see my reaction? What if he hadn’t enjoyed the kiss? It seemed unlikely that he would stoop that low, but with Inui, no one ever knew. He could sometimes be so… random.
By the time I reached my house I was just as confused as I had been before, if not more. I greeted my mother like I always did before going to my room and changing into clean clothes for dinner. I washed up, the whole time my mind still running over the events. It was like a never-ending cycle. I couldn’t stop it. I don’t think I wanted to.
I guess I was a little quieter than normal at dinner because my mother asked me if everything was all right. I can’t lie to my parents… but I really couldn’t tell them what happened today. “I’m just thinking.” I answered, hoping she wouldn’t press the topic and ask what about. Luckily, she didn’t.
After dinner I did some of my homework before changing back into my running clothes. As an afterthought I grabbed my tennis bag and headed out the door, letting my parents know where I was headed. And once again, as I ran, the thoughts replayed in my head.
Everything about it had been just so great. I wished it would happen again. I wanted it to, but I wouldn’t… couldn’t, do anything about it. I prayed Inui felt the same way.
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I glanced at my watch once more. He should be arriving in five minutes. I had forgotten to tell him to bring his racket, but there was a pretty high chance he would bring it, just in case. I had rushed through dinner and my homework to get here early, wanting to see him again. It was odd, how just one kiss can drive a person crazy. My mind started wandering again, as I sat under the tree in the already fading light. It had been my first kiss. Was is? Hs? Had to have been. I thought we talked about it one time, idle conversation as we waited for the pouring rain to stop during a training session one day.
It had been raining to hard to run anymore, so we had no choice but to wait until it slowed. We found a covered bench and sat on it, watching the other joggers scurrying under trees, or running to the other benches farther down the walk. I don’t really know why I brought it up, but I did. Maybe that was the start of all this?
“Kaidoh… have you ever kissed anyone before?” It would make excellent data. And his reaction had been priceless. I looked over at his flushed face, and he hissed, looking away.
“N-no, Inui-senpai.”
“Have you ever wanted to?”
“I don’t know.” He answered quickly, looking at the ground. I grinned, making notes of everything to record later. The rain slowed, but we still sat there, enjoying each other’s company. A couple walked by laughing, the man holding his jacket over his girlfriend’s head, protecting her from the rain. Kaidoh watched them, his face red.
“Don’t you want that, someday?”
“Maybe someday, senpai. Not now.” Came his answer. He looked away, grinding the tip of his shoe into the mud. Now that I looked back on it, maybe he was sending me some signals then. I didn’t know when all this started, so maybe that was the point? I wasn’t sure. Maybe I should ask Kaidoh what he thought about all this. Later. Now wasn’t the time, I realized, as I saw him walking towards me, his tennis bag drapped over his shoulder. He had run here, I could tell by his slightly ragged breath. Usually only long sprints left him winded, so he must have ran quickly to make it on time. He never was one to disappoint.
“Inui-senpai.” He greeted me, bowing like he always did. I grinned and rose to my feet, watching his pale lips, and desperately wanting to taste them again. I couldn’t believe myself. Just moments ago I was ready to help him train, and now all I could think about was his delicious lips. It was unnerving.
“Re Kai Kaidoh?”
“Hai.”
“Alright. Let’s get to the courts and work on your reaction time for awhile. I’ll have you put your weights on, and after that we’ll go for a run. Have you stretched properly?”
“Hai, Inui-senpai.”
“Good.” We made our way to the courts, my mind working hard at calculations to keep the lower half of my body at bay, while my body screamed for his warmth once more. It was a hard battle, but thankfully I have a strong mind. Later. That would come later, I promised myself.
After we reached the courts, I instructed him to put his leg weights on, and stretch with them on for a minute, before we began to work on his reflexes. Really, there wasn’t much wrong with them. He had improved drastically in the last few weeks, so this was just an excuse to see him move around the court in that seductive dance.
As I hit him the balls, I watched. He was sweating now, and they ran in little drops down his face, along his jaw. I swallowed, hitting two in rapid succession just to see if he would make it. Of course he did, I knew he would. He would never be as good as Kikumaru, but he was still good. And oh, how enticing he looked as he strained to reach one of the balls in time, diving to hit it, and landing on his knee. He winced and I realized he probably did hurt himself.
Poor Kaidoh. But oh, the doors that opened as he lay on his back, his knee brought up to his chest. I couldn’t help myself. It was just too much. Let the fun begin.
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Gomen! I know this chapter is really short, shorter than the last. But it seemed like a good place to cut off. And to make up for it... how\'s about a lemon next chapter? ^_^ I\'ll start working on it right now. In the meantime, review!
TBC
Disclaimer: Not mine. Written for my sometimes perverse pleasure ^_~
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After I left the clubhouse, I ran home. My parents would be expecting me in an hour, and I hadn’t even gotten in a little of my training. As I ran the familiar streets, I tried to push what had happenet oft of my mind, but I couldn’t.
I had never realized it before, but I wanted something like that to happen. I always brushed that thought aside, thinking it was because he was training me, and that he was becoming a close friend. I didn’t think he would ever become that close, although I’m sure somewhere in my mind I hoped he would.
But that kiss. I couldn’t get the image out of mind. Inui coming towards me. His eyes were so ise. se. And then his warm lips. It happened so f and and ended to soon. Disappointing. I hoped he would try it again, since I would never be able to instigate another one.
As I ran though, I couldn’t help but wonder, what if it was all another one of Inui’s sick data gathering ploys? What if it was just an experiment to see my reaction? What if he hadn’t enjoyed the kiss? It seemed unlikely that he would stoop that low, but with Inui, no one ever knew. He could sometimes be so… random.
By the time I reached my house I was just as confused as I had been before, if not more. I greeted my mother like I always did before going to my room and changing into clean clothes for dinner. I washed up, the whole time my mind still running over the events. It was like a never-ending cycle. I couldn’t stop it. I don’t think I wanted to.
I guess I was a little quieter than normal at dinner because my mother asked me if everything was all right. I can’t lie to my parents… but I really couldn’t tell them what happened today. “I’m just thinking.” I answered, hoping she wouldn’t press the topic and ask what about. Luckily, she didn’t.
After dinner I did some of my homework before changing back into my running clothes. As an afterthought I grabbed my tennis bag and headed out the door, letting my parents know where I was headed. And once again, as I ran, the thoughts replayed in my head.
Everything about it had been just so great. I wished it would happen again. I wanted it to, but I wouldn’t… couldn’t, do anything about it. I prayed Inui felt the same way.
~~~~~~~~~
I glanced at my watch once more. He should be arriving in five minutes. I had forgotten to tell him to bring his racket, but there was a pretty high chance he would bring it, just in case. I had rushed through dinner and my homework to get here early, wanting to see him again. It was odd, how just one kiss can drive a person crazy. My mind started wandering again, as I sat under the tree in the already fading light. It had been my first kiss. Was is? Hs? Had to have been. I thought we talked about it one time, idle conversation as we waited for the pouring rain to stop during a training session one day.
It had been raining to hard to run anymore, so we had no choice but to wait until it slowed. We found a covered bench and sat on it, watching the other joggers scurrying under trees, or running to the other benches farther down the walk. I don’t really know why I brought it up, but I did. Maybe that was the start of all this?
“Kaidoh… have you ever kissed anyone before?” It would make excellent data. And his reaction had been priceless. I looked over at his flushed face, and he hissed, looking away.
“N-no, Inui-senpai.”
“Have you ever wanted to?”
“I don’t know.” He answered quickly, looking at the ground. I grinned, making notes of everything to record later. The rain slowed, but we still sat there, enjoying each other’s company. A couple walked by laughing, the man holding his jacket over his girlfriend’s head, protecting her from the rain. Kaidoh watched them, his face red.
“Don’t you want that, someday?”
“Maybe someday, senpai. Not now.” Came his answer. He looked away, grinding the tip of his shoe into the mud. Now that I looked back on it, maybe he was sending me some signals then. I didn’t know when all this started, so maybe that was the point? I wasn’t sure. Maybe I should ask Kaidoh what he thought about all this. Later. Now wasn’t the time, I realized, as I saw him walking towards me, his tennis bag drapped over his shoulder. He had run here, I could tell by his slightly ragged breath. Usually only long sprints left him winded, so he must have ran quickly to make it on time. He never was one to disappoint.
“Inui-senpai.” He greeted me, bowing like he always did. I grinned and rose to my feet, watching his pale lips, and desperately wanting to taste them again. I couldn’t believe myself. Just moments ago I was ready to help him train, and now all I could think about was his delicious lips. It was unnerving.
“Re Kai Kaidoh?”
“Hai.”
“Alright. Let’s get to the courts and work on your reaction time for awhile. I’ll have you put your weights on, and after that we’ll go for a run. Have you stretched properly?”
“Hai, Inui-senpai.”
“Good.” We made our way to the courts, my mind working hard at calculations to keep the lower half of my body at bay, while my body screamed for his warmth once more. It was a hard battle, but thankfully I have a strong mind. Later. That would come later, I promised myself.
After we reached the courts, I instructed him to put his leg weights on, and stretch with them on for a minute, before we began to work on his reflexes. Really, there wasn’t much wrong with them. He had improved drastically in the last few weeks, so this was just an excuse to see him move around the court in that seductive dance.
As I hit him the balls, I watched. He was sweating now, and they ran in little drops down his face, along his jaw. I swallowed, hitting two in rapid succession just to see if he would make it. Of course he did, I knew he would. He would never be as good as Kikumaru, but he was still good. And oh, how enticing he looked as he strained to reach one of the balls in time, diving to hit it, and landing on his knee. He winced and I realized he probably did hurt himself.
Poor Kaidoh. But oh, the doors that opened as he lay on his back, his knee brought up to his chest. I couldn’t help myself. It was just too much. Let the fun begin.
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Gomen! I know this chapter is really short, shorter than the last. But it seemed like a good place to cut off. And to make up for it... how\'s about a lemon next chapter? ^_^ I\'ll start working on it right now. In the meantime, review!
TBC