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: None for now
Author’s Note: I like Kaidoh. I like Inui. But I’m not going to write them as one just yet…

Kisses Please

Kaidoh stretched in front of his house at five a.m. ready for a good run before the day got started. He jogged off to the park, promising himself he’d be back early enough to get a shower before his brother used up all the water.

As he came into the center of the park he saw someone waiting for him and slowed.

It was Inui.

“Senpai?” he asked, jogging in place.

The six foot tall young man got up and went over to Kaidoh. “I thought we’d jog together.”

Kaidoh didn’t see the harm as they were just jogging together. He nodded and continued ahead, Inui next to him in his white tee and track pants.

“Kaidoh.”

“Hai, Senpai?”

“Yesterday…”

“Please mind your own business.” He said, beginning to pick up his pace.

Inui caught up again and tried once more. “If he’s making you do that, you can say no.”

“I don’t do anything I don’t want to do.”

“I understand.”

They ran along in silence for sometime until Kaidoh came to a stop in an unannounced rest. The Mamushi sat down on a bench and toweled some of the sweat off his face. Inui sat down next to him offering him a bottle.

“Is it water?”

Inui blinked. “What else would it be?”

Kaidoh blinked and took the bottle, sipping cautiously. When he found that it really was water he relaxed, looking off into the park, trying to keep his mind clear. He lowered the bottle from his lips and put it on the ground in front of him, unaware that moves were being made in his direction.

He suddenly felt a mouth against his, hands trying to reach under his shirt. He gave a surprised squeak and jumped away, smacking Inui in the face. He pointed at his senpai, red faced and flustered.

“Teme wa Hentai!” he growled. “Senpai!”

Inui took off his glasses and polished them, slipping them back on. “Your reaction time was six point five seconds off Kaidoh. Interesting.”

Kaidoh wiped his mouth and ran off back towards home, stopping in front of his house, trying to catch his breath.

What, what was that…?

He went inside and took a quick shower, telling his mother that he’d skip breakfast. He left early then, heading across town.

When Kaidoh arrived, he saw Akutsu’s father unloading things. He bowed, waiting for the man to acknowledge him.

“Yes?”

“Is Akutsu here? I mean, is he awake?” he bowed again, panicked. “I’m sorry for disturbing you so early!”

“It’s no problem.” The man said. “Jin should be up anyway. It’ll do him some good to get a wake up call from a friend. Do you go to Yamabuki?”

Kaidoh shook his head and the man didn’t question him further, showing him in.

The mamushi raced up the stairs once he was alone, quickly going to Jin’s door. He knocked softly twice then pushed his way in.

It was pitch black save for the angry green numbers to the alarm clock. He closed the door and stood there, trying to allow his eyes to adjust to the dark.

He set down his bag and walked forward in the dark, having something of an idea where the boy’s bed was. He wandered until his shins hit the edge. He then kneeled, whispering.

“Jin?”

He didn’t hear anything so he took the cell phone out of his pocket and, averting the direct light from Akutsu’s face, illuminated the space. His eyes bugged as he realized he was talking to Jin’s feet and quickly corrected his mistake, shuffling closer to the head of the bed.

He sat on the edge and leaned over, placing his hands on either side of the boy’s face.

This is Jin when he’s sleeping…so this is the great Akuma…

He bent and kissed him, pulling away to bury his face in the crook of his neck. Arms came around him, then moved up to put him in a tight head lock.

“Who the fuck are you?” a sleepy voice growled.

“Let me go Yarou!”

“Hn.”

The arms around him relaxed and Kaidoh felt him sit up, seeing a darker silhouette in the blackness.

“Kaidoh…Kaoru what –what time is it?”

“…it’s almost six forty-five.”

Akutsu rubbed his forehead and brought his legs up to cross them, shoving Kaidoh out of the way a little. “What the fuck…”

“I’ll leave then.”

“Whatever I’m going back to bed. Yamabuki starts at eight.”

Kaidoh stared at where he thought he was in the dark and went for it, smashing their mouths together. He didn’t get to much reciprocation, but he didn’t care. He ran his fingers up Akutsu’s chest, liking the smoothness and the muscles he found.

You’ve got to make me feel good Jin…you’ve got make me feel better about this.

“Take…take this shit off and get in with me…”

Kaidoh nodded and stripped down to his boxers, sliding in the warmth between the sheets. Akutsu was on him immediately, now much more awake and ready to pull whatever sounds necessary out of the mamushi.

He ran his fingers in Kaidoh’s hair, kissing him hungrily, his free hand threaded with the viper’s. “You okay? What happened?” he breathed, leaving the boy’s lips to get at his neck.

“Uhn…he won’t leave me alone…”

“hn…” He began to move against the boy then, satisfied when Kaidoh started to mewl pleasure from between his lips. “want me…”

“yesss…” Kaidoh hissed.

“I mean, you want me to take care of it?” He ran his hand up and down Kaidoh’s thigh, wrapping it around his back.

Kaidoh rested his neck for a moment, resting against the pillow. “it just makes me nervous…”

The Mamushi gave a rare purr as the arch of his neck was licked. He wrapped his arms around the back of Akutsu’s head and exhaled.

“Jin.”

“Hn?”

“I want you to meet me today.”

“Nn…”

“Don’t fucking argue with me…” he said softly. ‘They say they know I’m with you then now they’ll know –he’ll know I’m with you.”

Akutsu sat up and turned on a nearby lamp. He sat over Kaidoh, looming over him in the new light. He looked absolutely insane, his usually up-brushed hair even messier from sleep, the back strands hanging down.

“He try something Mamushi?”

“I can handle myself.”

They stared at each other and Kaidoh blushed.

Yeah, he liked Jin. He liked him a lot.

The Akuma took his hands and felt Kaidoh. Ran his palms over his chest and torso, groping, squeezing, feeling him. He pressed down and Kaidoh moaned, the ash brunette running his massive hands up and down his arms, feeling the muscle, experiencing it as Kaidoh tensed or shifted.

The was a knock at the door and Akutsu paused, heaving a sigh.

“What?” he barked.

“Jin-chan, Taichi-kun is here to see you.”

Akutsu sat up, his head lolling back. “Don’t fucking call me that Okaa-san!”

“Sorry Jin. Come down for breakfast soon.”

“Grrr!” the cursed under his breath and leaned back over Kaidoh, smiling as his hair finally gave up and flopped in his face. “Jin-chan, come have breakfast!”

Kaidoh laughed and they kissed.

It wasn’t all cursing and posturing all the time. The first weekend, last Sunday, Jin had taken him to the theater. They’d both had great fun scaring off the kids and grunting or hissing angrily when the movie didn’t suit their tastes.

And then there was of course the classic kissing at the movies. Kaidoh hadn’t expected that out of Akutsu. Or the stupid photo booth crap.

Akutsu got up and re-adjusted his boxers, tossing Kaidoh’s pants at him. ‘Go down the back stairs. I’ll be there later.”

“Fwssshhh….” Kaidoh got up and dressed, giving a small smile when Akutsu brought him close and kissed his cheek, whispering “have a good day”. He kissed him back and gathered his bag, leaving and taking the back way out.

When he was gone, Akutsu got ready to shower, Taichi coming through the door.

“Ohayo Senpai!”

“Taichi.” He growled. “What the fuck do you want?”

The boy blushed, moving the head band out of his eyes. “…you.”

“Go to hell.”

Taichi laughed and sat on the bed. “Can we walk to school together again?”

“Whatever…”

****

Fuji set down his can of tea and sighed. “Eiji…don’t you think Kaidoh has been…exceptionally hostile today?”

The cat stopped eating, pulling the chopsticks from his mouth and thinking. “Hmmm…I dunno, nya…” The acrobatic player set his chopsticks down. “A little…especially to Inui. I wonder what happened this time?”

“I wish I knew…”

Afternoon practice was odd.

Inui was oozing confidence as he played Fuji even though he was losing. It was five games to two, with forty love.

Meanwhile, Kaidoh was taking his rage out on Oishi who was unfortunate enough to have him for a practice partner today.

On the benches, Eiji purred into Echizen’s ear, looking happy and lazy as he’d lost to Taka earlier and could now rest.

“OChibi, want to come over later? You ran out of there so fast the other day –”

Echizen started to push him off when Momo came and hugged him around the next as well. “Hey Echizen! Want to come with me and Taka to get food after school?”

“Oy! Momo! I was here first!”

The junior grinned at Eiji suddenly. “You want to come Eiji-senpai?”

“Nya?”

Echizen rolled his eyes and tried to get away, to no avail.


When practice was over, after forty laps from Tezuka Bucho of course, the regulars streamed into the locker, tired and ready to go home.

Kaidoh finished with his shower and changed, tying a light green bandana around his head. He’d packed his uniform away in his tennis bag, thinking he’d get some running in before he officially went home. The forty laps hadn’t phased him, especially when he wasn’t focusing on the run, but avoiding Inui-senpai like the plague.

“Kaidoh.” The familiar voice came.

“I don’t have time for you.” The Mamushi said shortly, leaving other members of the team with their mouths open. It wasn’t like Kaidoh to disrespect a senpai.

He left the locker room, going towards the front gate when he heard his name again.

“Kaidoh, about this morning –”

Inui stopped as Akutsu came around the corner. Still in his white Yamabucki uniform, the senior looked as menacing as ever, his amber eyes aglow with something bordering on rage and annoyance. He eyed Inui, Kaidoh about to walk past him. His arm shot out and he pulled Kaidoh to him, kissing him hard in front of Inui and most of the regulars.

Kaidoh took it then stood by him, staring Inui down as well. Inui pushed up his glasses.

“Omoshiroi…” he murmured, reaching for the pen and note book in his pocket.

The regulars watched, Momo and Taka running to Inui’s side as Kaidoh left with Akutsu, the Akuma lighting up a cigarette.

“Damn…” Echizen muttered.

Eiji blinked. “Eh!? EH?! Inui you’ve been told!”

Inui merely closed his notebook and grinned. A show of force…trying to shore up your image to me hm?

He chuckled and Momoshiro and Taka sidled away knowing that laugh was associated with sinister things, like Inui Juice.

“Inui-kun…”

The data tennis player looked up, his cheeks turning pink for a second as he saw Yagyuu by the gates. He went over, bowing slightly.

“Ah…what brings you?”

“I thought I’d walk you home.”

In the mass of regulars, Eiji huffed, having had a bad experience with the double’s player. He huffed and grabbed Oishi’s arm.

“OChibi! We’re leaving!” he tugged on Oishi and the vice captain followed, reaching for Echizen as well. The boy ducked behind Taka, escaping momentarily before Eiji ran around to pounce on him, dragging him off.


Inui walked with Yagyuu a bit nervous. “You were listening yesterday correct? I can’t date you. I’m making progress with Kaidoh.”

The purple haired boy nodded. “So much progress I saw them making out just before I came to the gates?”

“Hm…” the note book came out again and Inui scribbled in it. “Interesing.”

Yagyuu took the notebook, sliding it away in his bag. “You won’t need that for a while.”

“Huh?”

“Come with me.” The double’s player ordered.

****

Kaidoh was at a bit of a loss as he stared down at his homework, Akutsu’s own books not open too far away. It wasn’t the history that was throwing him off.

“Akutsu-senpai, how do you conjugate this verb?”

It was Taichi. Taichi Dan.

What the hell was going on?

The Mamushi wasn’t in his Seigaku clothes at all, but he still felt a little out of place with the two Yamabuki students as they sat in Akutsu’s room doing homework. When Kaidoh had asked him about it, once he learned the boy actually had okay grades, the akuma told him that people who make trouble need to be clean in other areas.

And that was just fine. He’d done homework with Jin just the other day. But…Taichi?

“Senpai? Look at this, what do you think? Is it right?”

Not that he was worried about competition from some kid, but he was all over Akutsu. Clinging to his arm and practically falling all over his lap as he pointed things out in Akutsu’s book.

He gave an annoyed hiss and his pencil broke.

“Kaidoh-senpai?!” the boy squeaked. “Are you alright?”

The Mamushi glared at the boy, Taichi quieting immediately. He closed his book and put his things back in his bag.

“I’m leaving.”

He got up smoothly and left, Akutsu giving a snort when the door closed. Taichi smiled to himself, clinging to Akutsu’s arm as he chirped, “Senpai”.

That’d teach that stupid Mamushi. Akutsu was his.

****

Giggles and stuttered protests were heard form the corner of Oishi’s room as the vice captain tried to do his math homework. When he heard some books fall from his shelf he got fed up.

“Eiji!”

The boy paused, lifting his face from Echizen’s nipple. “Nya?”

“Stop it. If he says stop, quit. You’re making too much noise!”

“But…” he looked down at Echizen. The boy was red and flustered to say the least. “But Ochibi looks so cute.”

“Come over here and do your homework, both of you!”

Eiji whined, but crawled over to the small table, Echizen following warily. Oishi sat between them and they worked quietly for sometime until Oishi announced he was done. He moved over to the bed and turned on his tv.

Echizen finished next, leaving Eiji “nya-ing” softly over math problems.

The freshmen sat next to Oishi, not caring when an arm was placed around his shoulder as they watched. A commercial came on and when the boy started kissing him, he went with it, giving a whimper when his shirt was removed.

Eiji noticed this and protested. “Hey! No fair!”

Oishi looked up. “Finish your homework Eiji. And I mean all of it. If you didn’t play around so much you’d be done by now.”

“Hm.” The boy pouted but continued on as Echizen’s moans grew more insistant.

The next time he looked up, Echizen was turning a delightful shade of red as his doubles partner slid his pants down, tossing them by the bed.

“I can’t concentrate like this!” the neko whined, biting his pencil.

Oishi gave him a stern look and continued with Echizen.

“You should be nicer to Eiji, Ryoma-kun…”

“yes Senpai…” he breathed, arching up under his tongue.

“What?”

“Syuichiroh…Uhn!” he moaned, moving his legs as his boxers were removed. Still very clothed, Oishi moved between his legs, his fly already open.

He kissed Ryoma for a few more seconds, his fingers finding their way into the boy’s virgin opening. Echizen cried out, panting as two fingers were worked in, then three. As he grew used to it, he pushed against the intrustion, wanting more.

“Senpai –Senpaiii!” the boy called out, whimpering as he raked his fingers across the sheets.

“Eiji ~” Oishi purred from the bed. “Look at our boy.”

The neko looked up, giggling as he listened to Echizen call. “Isn’t he so cute…Oishi-kun! I want to play too!”

“Finish your homework! I’m first.”

As much as Eiji wanted to obey that, he was having a hard time. He unzipped his pants and began to feel himself, trying to relieve a little of the tension he was feeling.

Echizen writhed, groaning as the fingers were removed. He felt the cold lube against his opening and tensed.

“Relax Echizen…” Oishi purred. “I’ll be careful.”

“Uh-un…” he said. “Ei –Eiji senpai…” He panted. He started to turn a little and Oishi chuckled.

“So you want it that way, alright.” The vice captain, turned Ryoma over on his hands and knees, pushing in with out warning. The boy cried out, moaning as it changed from pain to pleasure. He gripped the comforter, mouth open as he was thrust into.

“Eiji-senpai –Eiji-senpaiii!” the boy called out.

Oishi grunted and looked over to Eiji who was pumping his own erection. “Homework finished?”

The neko shook his head vigorously but approached the bed anyway. He kneeled in front of the bed and took Echizen’s mouth with his own, savoring the taste of the boy before he couldn’t take it anymore. He was rubbing himself into the side of the bed, but that had to end. He climbed up on the bed and lifted the boy’s chin, lust clouding his eyes. He knew Echizen had never done this before, but he’d be alright.

“Just take it slow, nya?” he hushed, slipping his manhood into Echizen’s mouth.

The boy almost gagged initially, but took it in stride as a rhythm between the two forces was made. He couldn’t take it, Oishi at his back, Eiji in his mouth. His cock throbbed for release and he would have save for Oishi’s constricting hand.

“No, no…” Eiji whispered in his ear. “Oishi goes first.” He giggled, watching his lover with affectionate lust. “Oishi always goes first, no matter how much I want to, ne?”

Oishi leaned forward and gave his boyfriend a lasting kiss, still driving into Echizen. The boy was sucking harder almost every time he was slammed into and Eiji was beginning to lose it, now whining and begging, his own fingers buried in his chestnut hair.

“OChibiiiii” he called. “Oishiii onegaiii!”

The doubles player smirked. “Then cum for me Eiji. My sweet Neko-chan.”

“Nyaaa!”

Eiji let loose in Echizen’s mouth, the boy having no other recourse than to swallow. He milked his senpai dry, coughing as the flaccid cock was removed. He moaned then, feeling more pressure build up both between his thigh and inside him.

“Senpaiii! Senpaiii!”

“Wont you be nicer to my Eiji now, Ryoma…chan?”

Instead of getting angry at the childish add on, the boy moaned, not resisting as Eiji pulled him up into a kiss, Oishi now driving him against his double’s partner.

“Careful Eiji, he’s going to go all over you!”

The neko winked and lowered himself, moving his boyfriend’s hand as he took the Chibi’s erection into his mouth.

Echizen screamed and lost it, going in Eiji’s mouth.

“Like that Ryoma-chan?” Oishi asked, panting as his own orgasm took him.

“Yes, yes, yessss!” the boy repeated, his head tossed back as he thrusted into his senpai’s mouth, giving Oishi more pleasure.

When he came down, the boy was shaking. Eiji pulled away from him, catching him as he fell. Oishi pulled out, cleaning himself with a tissue. He laughed in Echizen’s ear and spoke to him.

“You’re so messy Ryoma-chan.”

Eiji cleaned himself as well, zipping up his pants and cupping the boy’s face. “He’s ours now, nya? Oishi?”

“I think so…” he hugged Ryoma from behind, cleaning what was left of their love making from between his thighs. “Right?”

“H-hai Senpai…” the boy whispered, nearly asleep.

****

Inui put the book back on the shelf and moved to another, thoroughly fascinated. Yagyuu had an amazing assortment of books on tennis as well as other subjects.

“Fascinating, isn’t it?”

“Yes. Very.” He flipped through the book in his hand, startled when he felt lips against his neck. Inui jumped. “Yagyuu?”

“Hiroshi, Hiroshi…” the youth said, kissing Inui on the mouth.

Analysis kicked in and Inui stayed with the kiss.

Well, it’s not as if I don’t like this sensation. It’s pleasant. His lips are just the right temperature against my own, giving us a healthy mean of ninety-seven point nine degrees and he smells pleasant. I think it’s vanilla, but I’ll have to investigate further. Hm, from the way he’s gripping my shirt I believe he wants me to lean further into a kiss about five point seven more degrees…

So he did. Their glasses bumped and Yagyuu reached up to take Inui’s off, the other boy doing the same.

“That kiss last for forty-five point three seconds. Are you out of breath?”

Yagyuu blinked, his chest heaving slightly. “What?”

“I hadn’t realized you could hold your breath that long, but then too, I don’t have a lot of data on you.”

The boy was stunned. “Are you…kidding? I thought you just did that when you played tennis?”

Inui blinked, glasses still off. “This is an unknown situation, data is required to proceed.”

Yagyuu gripped the back of Inui’s head and pulled him down into another kiss. He pulled back for air a little and said, “You don’t need data for this. Just me.”

“I under –”

Yagyuu pulled him down to the floor on top of him and slowly, Inui began to understand better.

****

*Wow, another long chapter! But with Lemon!
*Thanks to Kat by one and only reviewer so far! Yay!