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 boys. I just don’t. The guy who made Prince of tennis does…lucky bastard.
Warning:SMUT!
Author’s Note: I’d like to thank you all for reading. This has a been a wonderful endeavor me and I just have to say, I had fun and I hope you did too. I thought about the pairings I did in terms o, who’d be funny, cute, logical, wonderful together and I just went with it. I love odd pairings, as you could see and I just really love most of the PoT boys...even Kabaji. ^w^ Maybe, especially Kabaji, I dunno. I hope you enjoy reading this last chapter, because I had fun writing it!

Mada mada dane! Cheers!

In the Morning

Kaidoh grunted as he sat up, letting the cool air wash over his back. It was time to get up and go for a run and yet, he’d woken up with stick shorts. Again.

While he showered he softly cursed his Senpai, thinking of ways to get the boy more interested in...bodily pursuits than scholarly ones. He got in his running clothes and let the morning clear his mind, returning to his house in time for a good shower and breakfast. And let his mind once again become clouded by his Senpai.

He went to school and averted his eyes when he neared the clubroom. Momoshiro was back there with Taka. Again. He feigned ignorance so much, he wished he truly was. He didn’t need to think about his rival enjoying that. Doing that especially not behind the club room.

He said good morning to his senpai’s, ignoring Echizen as usual and got dressed. Morning practice was light and he was happy. Inui Sepai was watching him as usual and when they got dressed and made their way to morning classes, he got a quick kiss.

The Mamushi wished he had enough guts to pull his Senpai close and tell him he wanted to have se -ss -

Kaidoh hissed and stared into his desk, a blush creeping up his neck.

He still had problems with that word.

As the teacher began to lecture, he resolved to come up with someway to let his boyfriend know that he was interested in that happening sooner than later.

****

After school, after practice, they walked home. Well, to Inui’s home. Kaidoh had already told his parents he’d be staying over and working on homework and possibly staying the night and his parents were fine with that. They thought it was good of their son to have a friend, even better that he had this mysterious “girlfriend” that they never saw. This meant Kaidoh was normal and that they didn’t need to worry about him.

Kaidoh hiked up his bag and noticed the street was fairly empty. He reached over and took his Senpai’s hand, giving a soft hiss. Inui squeezed his hand back and stopped them to kiss him on the mouth.

The Mamushi blushed and Inui nodded, continuing with him down the street, Kaidoh walking closer to him now.

“Senpai...”

“Hai?”

“...instead of...homework...would you...maybe like to...”

“Watch a movie?”

“No...” Kaidoh turned red and closed his eyes. He couldn’t believe he was asking this. “Would you like to...ah...”

“Play video games?”

Kaidoh looked at him, disappointed. Inui chuckled.

“I’m only teasing Kaidoh. What is it?”

“Date.”

Inui blinked. “Date?”

“Fshuuuuu....” Kaidoh looked the other way and let his hand slip from Inui’s.

The boy grabbed it back. “I would be very pleased to experience a couple’s outing with you.”

Kaidoh looked at him and smiled, Inui bending to kiss him again. Kaidoh squeezed his hand and they continued on.

“Perhaps we should attend the place where we had our...unofficial date?”

“Hai Senpai.”

They reached Inui’s house and went inside, placing their bags near the door. “I will change.” Inui announced.

Kaidoh followed him anyway, his own casual clothes in his bag. Inui looked amused and puzzled.

“Kaidoh?”

“I...also have to change. You don’t mind Senpai?”

“No...I just thought you’d be going in your uniform. I think it compliments you handsomely.”

Kaidoh smiled, staring at the floor as they went into his room Inui went to his closet and looked through it and Kaidoh began to change. He was shocked when he finished before his Senpai and couldn’t help bow a little before he spoke.

“Senpai, is everything alright?”

Inui looked over his shoulder. Kaidoh was wearing the blue vest and low rise jeans he’d worn to bowling. He smiled, eyes slipping over and under the material.

“Yes...perhaps you could assist me in my choices?”

Kaidoh bowed, nodding before he came over to the closet. Inui smiled to himself. Any request made his kohai so nervous and proper. He slid his hand to the small of Kaidoh’s back and rubbed.

“What do you think I should wear?” he rumbled in his ear.

Kaidoh’s eyes slipped closed and he leaned into the embrace, leaning his face up for a kiss.
He got one and slid his hand up Inui’s bare chest, his school shirt open. Kaidoh looked at the closet and pulled out a neatly folded pair of blue jeans and a black sleeveless shirt.

“Is this acceptable Senpai?”

Inui wasn’t looking at the clothes and just nodded. “Hai.”

Kaidoh held them out to him, lowering his eyes as Inui began to undress right in front of him.

“You’ve seen me Kaidoh. You can look.”

The boy just blushed redder. Kaidoh was exhilarated and at odds all at once. Inui was correct. He’d seen more than enough of his Senpai and lately they’d been doing almost everything except sex so he’d seen all there was to see pretty much. He swallowed and looked up as he heard Inui’s jeans zip.

His Senpai was so...hot.

Inui’s long muscled arms tapers down out of the shirts giving Kaidoh the ultimate view of one of his favorite things about Inui. It was why he loved seeing his Senpai play tennis. His arms were...graceful, magic...and warm. He didn’t retrain himself and his fingers went to his biceps, smoothing up. He laid his cheek on the boy’s bare shoulder and spotted a brush. He left Inui and got it.

“Senpai...onegai?”

“Kaoru...” Inui came forward and held his face, running a thumb over his cheek. “You don’t have to be formal. We’ve had this conversation exactly seventeen times. The percentage of you calling me by my given name is very low in comparison to me calling you your given name.”

Kaidoh nodded and Inui motioned over to a chair. The taller boy sat down and Kaidoh brushed at his spikes, laying them a bit smoother, but not defeating them at all. He ran his hand against the growth and smiled, sitting on Inui’s lap and brushing the hair down again. He loved his Senpai’s hair. He brushed it again and felt Inui kissing his neck. He smiled and hugged the other boy’s head, kissing the crown.

“Se -Sadaharu. Will you go out on a date with me?”

“Hai...” Inui held him closer and looked up at his face. “I think I’ll let you brush my hair more. Feels good.”

“Ne...” Kaidoh teased softly, kissing him. “Ikuzou*” (casual form of Ikimashou= let’s go)

“So casual are we now?”

Kaidoh blushed. “I-ki-ma-shou ka?” (Would you like to go?)

“Hai.” Inui patted his back and Kaidoh got up, placing the brush on the computer desk, noticing other miscellaneous things but was used to the clutter by now.

He was guided out of the room, Inui’s hand still teasing at his back, smiling as they stepped out into the coming twilight.

****

Jiroh looked at Fuji looking out the window.

“Are you certain you don’t mind?”

Fuji turned and smiled. “I don’t mind.”

“Atobe said you hated riding in fancy cars though...I tried to get my driver to bring our least conspicuous car -.”

“Jiroh...” Fuji took his hand. “I hated Atobe’s limo. I like fancy cars. I like riding period.”

“Oh.” the red head smiled. “I’m happy....and the party, that’s okay too? I mean, it’s a Hyotei thing, but you’re with me so -.”

Fuji kissed him on the mouth and drew closer. “Jiroh.”

The boy lowered his voice. “I mean, others will be there...Fudomine and St. Rudolph...and...”

Fuji kissed him again and Jiroh shut up a little, kissing Fuji’s forehead. “Syuuske...do I talk too much when I’m awake?”

“No.” Fuji closed his eyes and leaned against him. “It’ll be fun. I want to see Gakuto get upset when I talk with Oshitari.”

Jiroh smiled. “It’ll be fun then ne?”

“And Yuuta is coming as well?”

“Hai.”

“Hn....”

****

Inui and Kaidoh were at the café door when another pair got there as they did. Inui stopped and Kaidoh just watched as Rikkaidai’s Niou glared at Inui as he opened the door for Yagyuu. The boy looked almost pained as he saw Inui and Kaidoh together, averting his gaze as he was sheparded in.

Niou growled at Inui. “He was in love with you Bastard!”

Inui just gave a short bow. “It was not my intention. Tell Yagyuu I wish him well.”

“I’ll bet you do! He cries all the time now and there’s nothing I can do!” Niou spit at the ground near Inui. “Heartbreaking son of a bitch...”

Niou went in and Inui blinked, taking off his glasses and cleaning imaginary dirt. “Well...that went well.”

Kaidoh looked at his Senpai. “Do you want to go someplace else?”

“Do you?”

“...I don’t know another place Senpai.”

They stared at each other and laughed a bit. Inui pushed up his glasses.

“Perhaps we’ll...walk until we find one? This street has many nice places one could go on a date.”

“Hai...”

****

Fuji Yuuta was hurting. And when he was hurting he had a mean streak in which he’d make others suffer as well. And this time, the cause of his hurt would be the the one suffering as well.

Sitting on a barstool, Yuuta sat laughing, if not cheaply, with Mizuki who continuously sought the need to run his hand over the boy’s thigh and Saeki who was hugging Yuuta, whispering and talking in his ear.

Across the room with full view of everything was one Tachibana Kippei. He smiled at passing company and barely listened to the on going conversation he was allegedly having with Shinji and everytime he made eye contact with Yuuta, the boy would smile and narrow his eyes, leaning to hear whatever Saeki had to say like it mattered or laughing while Mizuki made fun of someone in the room.

It hurt, but Tachibana would do nothing. He just stood and took it while Yuuta made a fool of him.

A few days back Yuuta had slapped him, cried and told him he was heartless and didn’t care about him. The black haired bucho had gone to Fuji for advice and learned Yuuta was like this sometimes and that it would pass. Fuji had cautioned him from reacting too strongly or Yuuta would do it anytime he wanted something.

As much as he knew it was true, he wanted to do something. It just hurt so damn much.

He felt hugs and arms hook into his and he felt alright. He was with his friends. Ishida leaned on him, the second year just as dedicated and loyal as were all of the Fudomine players. Sakurai threaded their fingers together and Kamio frowned for all of them. Shinji finally came out of his separate conversation and glowered his disapproval at Yuuta who seemed not to care.

“He’s not good enough for you Buchou....” the Hadoukyuu player said. “Just forget him...”

Kamio crossed his arms. “He thinks he’s all that. I should go over the and smack him right in the mouth!”

Shinji was staring at the floor. “I don’t condone violence, Buchou wouldn’t either. Why does Akira have to be so violent when he’s so kind. I wish he’d pay attention to me, I haven’t seen him all day. He’s wearing the shirt I like, he’s handsome tonight. Fuji Yuuta you’re making my boyfriend ignore me, I won’t forgive you. You’re breaking Buchou’s heart I won’t forgive you for that either, though if Buchou says to I will...”

In another corner, Fuji smiled as Oshitari and Amane pulled off the perfect set. He laughed into his hand, taking the drink Jiroh handed him and thanking him with a kiss.

“Syuuske...your brother is making a scene...”

Fuji nodded slightly. “I know...I just want to see how long Tachibana will let it go on.”

Jiroh hugged him, smiling as he whispered. “Tachibana is surrounded by his loyalists now, I don’t think he’ll do anything. Look.”

Fuji looked around casually, frowning when he saw what was going on. His eyes opening when he saw Saeki and Mizuki touching his Yuuta. He handed his drink to Maromachi who was shocked.

“Excuse me...” he said, walking over swiftly.

Yuuta saw his brother coming an paled. “Aniki I -.”

SMACK!

Fuji smacked Yuuta right across the face and tossed two nearby drinks in Mizuki and Saeki’s faces. He stared Yuuta right in the face and pulled his hand down when he tried to cover his cheek.

“Aniki -.”

Fuji just walked away and went back to Jiroh, taking his drink from Maromachi. Jiroh watched Yuuta get up and flee the party, Tachibana one step after him.

****

Inui paid for dessert and the two departed the small restaurant they’d found only a block or two away from their original choice. The bandana clad boy had been relaxed and more talkative than usual, very casual and teasing as was Inui.

They made their way back down the streets, Kaidoh slipping his hand into Inui’s when the street was empty.

“Senpai, I had a good time.”

“Hai. So did I. It was a good place to eat.” Inui pushed up his glasses. “I liked it when you’re so relaxed Kaoru.”

Kaidoh blushed, but not as much as usual. Inui had been calling him so all night while he only dropped the Senpai occasionally. He smiled and moved closer to Inui, putting the taller boy’s arm over his shoulder. Inui smiled again, whispering, “Ii data...”

“I heard that.”

The taller boy smirked. “You were supposed to. You’re very handsome tonight Kaoru.”

“You are more handsome Senpai.”

They eventually made it Inui’s place, Kaidoh slipping off his shoes and padding up the stairs. He called briefly, saying he was going to the bathroom and Inui took out a small notebook, which he’d been secretly scribbling in all night, and wrote down more data. He’d never seen Kaidoh this casual in his house. He wrote a little equation.

Kaidoh+date=happy Kaidoh

Happy Kaidoh+Happy Inui = Intimacy?

He put the book away and went upstairs to his room as Kaidoh was leaving the bathroom. He sat on his bed, not at all disappointed when Kaidoh did the same. The usually reserved boy reached up, hesitating with a blush and took his glasses.

“Senpai...I wish to...I want to kiss.”

“Please.”

Kaidoh set the glasses in a safe place and the Data player was on him before he could initiate anything else. Kaidoh noted happily how fast his vest was removed and how Inui didn’t waste anytime with kissing at his nipples and teasing the flesh around his navel.

He gave an eager moan and scooted back on the bed, Inui following, pulling up his shirt. He topped Kaidoh easily and the boy whimpered as the taller boy began to grind into him, the usual way they’d begin things for a while. Kaidoh took off Inui’s shirt, running his hands up and down his arms.

“Senpai...” he breathed “How about...Senpai..I’d like to go to bed.”

Inui blinked and got up. “Kaidoh, it’s only nine p.m. Sure you’ve eaten a large meal, but I thought perhaps we could have some time -.”

Kaidoh looked at him pointedly. “Sadaharu, I want to go to bed. Let’s go to bed together.”

Inui stared a moment longer before it hit him like a ton of bricks. His cheeks went red and he nodded dumbly.

“Ah...yes...bed...that is, yes Kaidoh.”

Inui got up briefly to turn out the main light and Kaidoh clicked on the bedside lamp. Sitting back. He shimmied out of his jeans, not at all surprised when Inui flipped out a notebook as he sat on the bed.

He looked apologetic. “I have to.”

Kaidoh nodded and smoothed his hands over Inui’s shoulders, hugging him. He kissed his ear and let his hands travel down, reading as he wrote. He kissed his boyfriend harder.

“You’re handsome...” he breathed.

Inui reddened. “Please Kaidoh.”

“You’re blushing. You never blush.” Kaidoh smiled.

“I’m...nervous and you’re...very...casual.”

“So casual turns you on?”

Inui stared into his notebook. “I...I need to finish...”

Kaidoh licked his senpai’s ear. “I’ll finish you...” he came around to unzip his Senpai’s pants. “Sadaharu...” he whispered, his lips against the wetness on Inui’s boxers.

“K-kaidoh!”

The boy hooked his fingers in his Senpai’s jeans and tugged. He’d waited long enough, besides, he knew Inui liked this, even if he was red and stuttering afterward.

“K-kaidoh now?”

The boy was on his knees, slowing pulling down his boxers. “You should finish Senpai...”

Inui swallowed and began writing, his breath hitching when he felt Kaidoh’s tongue against his head. “Please...” he breathed, trying to write.

Kaidoh swallowed him and listened to Inui’s pants. He rarely heard his Senpai moan and wanted to. He drew back, taking a swipe up with his tongue.

“Senpai...”

Inui’s eyes focused and he looked at Kaidoh. “Hai?”

“If I were casual...all the time...at school even, what would happen?”

Inui blinked. “There’s a very high percentage that...I would...ejaculate in my pants when you said my name.”

Kaidoh’s eyes hooded with lust as he leaned down again, licking. “Ne Senpai?”

“Hai...h-hai! Kaoru!”

“I want you...” he purred. “You kept telling me we had to do homework and go home and I wanted to...” He went down again, sucking lightly, Inui’s hips pushing encouragingly.

Kaidoh pulled away again, leaning up to kiss. He glanced at the notebook. “Finished?”

“N-no...you’ve got to stop so I can -Ah Kaoru!” Inui leaned back again, settling himself on his elbows. “Kaoru!”

This time, Kaidoh continued to tease him all the way through, feeling the pressure build. He came up and got on the bed, kissing his Senpai while he reached down and jerked him to completion. Inui gasped into his mouth, Kaidoh taking control of the kiss while his Sepai reached for him like a drowning man.

He’d have bruises tomorrow he knew.

When Inui was done shuttering, the boy took a few breaths and sat back up, trying to finish his night journal before they went to bed. Kaidoh kissed him on the cheek and go out of his own boxers, crawling towards the head of the bed and reaching in the night stand. He pulled out a small tube and leaned over, waving it in Inui’s face.

“Sadaharu.” he purred. “Let’s go to bed.”

Inui shut his eyes. “Just -estimated time of completion is only three more minutes -.”

Kaidoh nibbled his ear. “No...I counted...it was one minutes and thirty-six seconds...”

Inui opened his eyes and looked into Kaidoh’s they were practically feral. “K-kaoru...”

He pressed the lube into Inui’s hand and took the pen and notebook from him, reading it. “Kaidoh responds to compliments well. I will do this more often. At this point in time, however, Kaidoh is extremely aroused and is compelling me in ways I’ve never known to act on my deepest thoughts concerning our intimacy.”

Kaidoh lost his momentum momentarily and blushed scarlet. “What?”

Inui climbed him, laying him down and leaning to turn off the lamp. He kissed him, kneeing his legs apart.

“Bikkuri...” (Surprise)

****

Yuuta let Tachibana press a cool cloth to his cheek but wouldn’t look at him. He bit his lip and tensed, determined to stay stubborn.

“I will talk with Fuji. His actions were inappropriate.”

Yuuta took his hand and held the cloth there himself, feeling himself blush as Tachibana placed a kiss to the scar on his forehead.

“Stop it...” he whispered.

“I won’t.” the buchou whispered back. “Yuuta.”

“Shut up!” he cried, looking away. “I don’t want to be with you anymore.”

Tachibana just turned Yuuta’s face back to his and kissed him, Yuuta finally breaking down. The black haired youth kissed his tears.

“I forgive you.”

“You wouldn’t love me...”

“I do love you.”

“I’m sorry...” Yuuta whimpered. “I didn’t mean to...”

“Shhh...”

“Please don’t tell Aniki.” Yuuta looked at him. “Please?”

“I won’t.” Tachibana kissed him again and Yuuta hugged him, sobbing into his shirt.


Inside the party, Maromachi sweat dropped as he was backed into a wall by Sakurai. The serious looking double’s player put his hand next to the sunglasses clad boy’s face and leaned in, looking right in his eyes.

“I think we should date.”

“I...this is...please... ah...” Maromachi’s sunglasses slipped a bit and he tried to give a polite smile. Intense guys were always trying to get with him because he looked like a “Little Tough Guy” in his sunglasses. He’d had to turn down Akazawa of St. Rudolph, his own team’s Higashita, and now this guy. It’s not that he didn’t like...um... “Intense” guys...he’d had a crush on Akutsu for years, it was just...

Shinjou Reiji walked by and Maromachi pushed his glasses back up, knowing his face was red. He found the strength to push Sakurai away and walked after his objective.

Watching Fuji smiled. Every was like Valentine’s day.

New loves made daily.

****

It wasn’t that Kaidoh was losing any of his aggressiveness, it’s just that he was completely overpowered by Inui. He slightly regretted teasing and tempting his senpai when the fingers were slipped inside him, a quick one, two three until he was moaning with pleasure. They’d done this before too and Kaidoh had whined for Inui, cried out for him like he was dying. It’d always felt good, and he’d often thin of doing it to himself, but would chicken out.

Inui continued to move his fingers inside him, hitting his sweet spot over and over as he kissed his breath away. Kaidoh felt like his chest would explode from all the feelings he was going through. It was too much.

He arched up and moaned, Inui chuckling in his ear. “Kaoru, I’ll bet you’re wishing you hadn’t riled me up, don’t you?”

Kaidoh just kissed him, a little out of sorts when he was pulled up to settle in Inui’s lap. The lamp came back on and Kaidoh wondered what he must look like.

To Inui, he was a vision. Hair tossled, lips parted and swollen with a permanent blush on his cheeks, Kaidoh was his wet dream in the flesh. He ran his fingers down the boy’s spine, eliciting another moan as he pulled his fingers from him at the same time.

“I want to see you...” he said, kissing the boy. He lifted Kaidoh up and eased him down, the boy biting his lip and crying out as he adjusted.

Inui was definitely bigger than Akutsu. The boy gripped his Senpai’s shoulders, taking a few breaths as he tried to get over the initial pain. Inui kissed hi more and he settled, Inui’s hips beginning to move as Kaidoh did, the data player grunting as he realized how tight his kohai was.

Kaidoh bit his lip and leaned back a little, beginning to move a little more confidently, crying out when Inui mouthed his chest.

“Ahhh! Sadaharu!”

Inui groaned and pushed up, gripping Kaidoh’s shoulders. The boy cried out again, his eyes shutting in bliss. “SENPAI!”

The data player gripped his hips, moving Kaidoh up and down, forcing him down as it felt better and better, Kaidoh beginning to get more vocal, Inui encouraging him.

“Ne Kaoru!”

“Senpai!” the boy whined, wrapping his arms around the taller boy.

“Kaoru!”

“Senpai!” he shouted, moving up and down. “Senpai I -.”

Inui growled, biting Kaidoh’s shoulder and licking up his neck. They were a glow in the tiny lamp light, covered in a light coat of sweat. “Kaoru, my Kaoru!”

Kaidoh tensed, gasping before he cried out. “Sadaharu!” And exploded between them, Inui still working him on his stiff member. Inui wasn’t far behind him, his grunts and groan tapering out into deep throated moans as he came close, bringing Kaidoh bliss in his after glow, still riding his Senpai.

Inui came and Kaidoh shuddered, gripping the other boy’s shoulders and they rocked together until he was spent, Kaidoh capturing Inui’s mouth in more kisses.

They panted and breathed into each other’s mouths, not wanting to separate quite yet. When they did separate, Kaidoh fell back on the bed. He couldn’t move. He breathed air into his body but didn’t even have the power to open his eyes. He felt Inui leave the bed briefly and come back. He had no sense of time, but he knew tomorrow was Saturday somewhere...

He felt the warm cloth against him and responded to soothing kisses. Eventually his eyes opened and he was staring into dark green. He smiled, closing them again.

“Sadaharu...”

He was kissed more and Kaidoh didn’t mind when sometime later, Inui was in him again. He was tired, but he didn’t mind that Inui wasn’t. He remembered the boy murmuring something about “Ii data” or “repeat success results in better data” or something.

****

Kajimoto put down his after dinner coffee and stared at Tezuka, who stared back.

“Kunimitsu...I feel I have to say this...”

“Hai, Takahisa?”

Kajimoto blushed at this. “Please...”

“So...you do prefer Kaji-kun?”

Again, Kajimoto blushed as Tezuka usually called to him, “Kaji-kun” during sex.

He stared into his drink and looked up at Tezuka. “Dinner was wonderful.”

Tezuka inclined his head in acceptance.

“But...this is...” Kajimoto reddened. “Forgive me for being forward Kunimitsu -Mitsu-chan.”

Tezuka nodded, smiling at the pet name.

“...I...this date...I just want to...” he reddened, unable to go on.

Tezuka nodded again. “I know how you feel. I also...just want to...”

“Does this mean we have no relationship?”

“We have a relationship. We enjoy many of the same things.”

Kajimoto smiled at the waitress who came to take away their plates. “But we never do anything except -.”

“Sure we do. We talk...and...” Tezuka paused, thinking. “We...we talk.”

The other boy gripped his mug. “...you do like me, correct?”

“Hai.”

“And...perhaps have stronger reaching affections for me each day?”

“Hai.”

Kajimoto’s eyes brightened. “I do too...for you...in that way.”

They looked at each other and Tezuka pushed up his glasses. “It think...because we have so many similar interests...ah...talking is simply the one we like to do the most.”

The other boy smiled, looking into his coffee as he sipped. “Yes...I enjoy our talks.”

Tezuka moved hair from his eyes. “Shall we...go and talk someplace?”

Kajimoto got out his wallet to put down a tip. “I think my house is a nice place to talk. Just...not too loudly. My parents are home.”

“Ah. Perhaps we should talk at my house then?”

The other buchou looked at him. “...Your mother....scares me.”

Tezuka choked. “Sumimasen.”

“...but we can talk louder there.”

“Indeed!” Tezuka coughed to clear his throat.

They paid and Tezuka led Kajimoto away.

“Mitsu-chan...perhaps one day whe you’re old enough to drive...we can...talk in the car.”

Tezuka reddened. “Hai.”

****

In the morning, Fuji was curled against Jiroh not wanting to go to practice but know that they would both have to. He looked around the room and was surprised to see many of the party goers had stayed the night at...

Goodness, who’s house was this?

Sakaki-sensei of Hyotei came walking through the area in a robe. He went to make coffee and paused.

“HYOTEI! Practice is at eight thirty! You’re all late! Forty laps when you get to the courts!”

And then he left to go back to his bedroom.

Fuji laughed to himself as guys all around the room realized they were late for thier own practices. Fuji tapped Jiroh’s cheek.

“Jiroh...baby, we’re late to practice.”

Jiroh woke up slowly, frowning as he could tell it was morning. “Late?”

“Hai.”

“I’ll give you a ride...” he kissed Fuji on the forehead and was disturbed (on slightly) to noticed he was sleeping on the floor. At least he’d given Fuji a nice pillow.

He looked around. “Ah...this is Sakaki sensei’s house.”

“Hai. I just saw him...”

“Was Atobe with him?”

Fuji just smiled, having learned something new. “I didn’t see him.”

****

In the morning, Fuji Yuuta didn’t care that he was late to practice. He wasn’t going.

He gripped the sheets and sat up, watching Tachibana put his uniform on.

“Please...”

Tachibana turned, smiling gently. “It’ll be fine.” He sat on the bed, the sheets falling to revel Yuuta was bare waisted. “I”ll be back.”

He kissed Yuuta on the forehead and the boy laid back down, curling up and smiling.

Tachibana leaned down to him again, kissing him on the cheek and leaving. The boy gripped the sheets.

I love you too...Kippei...

****
In the morning, Momo tried not to blush too much while Eiji teased him about catching him behind the club house with Taka while Taka sat next to Oishi and Echizen, watching practice, wondering where everyone else was.

They watched Inui and Kaidoh play a doubles match against a non-regular pair. They seemed in perfect sync today

Sometime later that morning, Fuji showed up, smiling. He held up his cell phone and told everyone to gather.

“Practice is cancelled.”

Oishi looked worried. “Is Tezuka hurt? Is Ryuzaki sensei alright?”

Fuji just smiled. “Who knows. He just called me and said, practice is cancelled. Interestingly enough...it would seem kajimoto-buchou is missing from practice at Jyousei shounan.”

Inui rose a brow and took out a notebook while Echizen pulled down his cap. Kaidoh hissed and Taka scratched the back of his neck , looking away while Eiji did what Eiji did best.

“Nya nya! Buchou love is sweet ne!?”

Oishi looked worried/devastated and Fuji just kept smiling.

“It’s all for the best. I can get back to my nap...” the Tensai wandered off to an expensive looking car and got in.

****

Kaidoh walked home with Inui, wondering what to make of their morning.

“Kaidoh...you’re scheduled to be away from your home for approximately four hours. Would you like to come over?”

Kaidoh blushed and hissed at the ground, taking his senpai’s hand when the street was empty.

In the morning, Inui and Kaidoh would become as one. A perfect pair.

****

In the morning...

Maromachi Tohji had left a trail of broken hearts behind him, chasing his dream of Shinjou Reiji.

Maromachi-kun wa haarto bureika desu?

*wink* Maybe.

~OWARI~


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*Bows* Thanks for reading! Hee! That’s the end! I decided to end it on a long chapter and not too more! I hope you enjoyed my PoT fic inspired by my favorite characters..though Ido love Akutsu...and I love Maromachi! (Could you tell?)
*What’d you think of pairings? Who was your favorite? If you can give me goo dinfor on Maromachi, and I mean good stuff....I will write you a One-Shot! Any pairing! Even canon ones! ^w^ hee!
*Oh, that offer also goes for Reiji of Jyousei shounan and Kajimoto as well.