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Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
7,079
Reviews:
84
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Prince of Tennis (Tennis no Ohjisama), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
It Feels Like...
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…
It Feels Like…
Taichi Dan was having the ride of his life. He cried out, a little alarmed when a hand was forced down over his mouth, and let go all over his chest and his lover.
Akutsu grunted, coming down and pulled out of the freshmen manager a light sheen of sweet over him. He hadn’t bothered to undress, instead thinking it better to just fuck the seventh grader and kick him out.
He wiped himself clean with an extra towel and pulled up his pants, rolling his eyes at the dazed boy still panting on the floor, moans still spilling out of his mouth.
“Get up and get out.”
“But Senpai…” he whined.
“I said get.”
The boy sat up with a little trouble, flinching when the towel was thrown in his face.
“Clean up.”
Naked, the boy cleaned himself thoroughly, stepping back into his boxers and getting dressed. He put his head band back in place and began packing his books.
“Senpai?”
“What?” the senior barked, lighting up.
“…what about Kaidoh-senpai?”
“Shut the fuck up.”
Taichi gave a subtle smile and left, closing the door softly. I win…
****
Sunday was training day but for once Kaidoh was taking a break. He sat in his room looking over the latest tennis magazines. He glanced at his cell phone, briefly wondering why he hadn’t gotten the now usual text from Akutsu that said, “Meet Me”.
He bit some dried squid snack and closed the magazine. He reached for his cell phone, alarmed when it buzzed in his hand.
~Meet Me~ it said.
Kaidoh got up and snatched a bandana from the drawer. Yeah, dark blue.
He walked out of his house, saying goodbye. He made sure his vest was in place, pulling the zipper down half way and letting his fingers stray to his belt.
It was alright. He could feel the breeze on the expand of skin between shirt and pants and neglected it. He was going to meet Akutsu. The boy wouldn’t care.
The park was full of people and Kaidoh hissed in annoyance as more children crossed his path on his way. He finally spotted Akutsu looking frightening near a lamp post and went over to him. The boy was wearing a dark blue and gold jersey and blue jeans, hands shoved in pockets.
Kaidoh went over. “Hey.” He grunted.
They hadn’t seen each other in two or so days since he’d left the homework session.
“Let’s go.” Akutsu said.
Kaidoh followed him and they walked through that area of town, scowling in every direction and looking fierce by themselves. Akutsu led him tot eh back of a shop and opened a door.
They were going to his room.
When they got there, Akutsu gestured at the bed and went over to sit on the narrow window sill.
“What?” Kaidoh asked.
“I fucked Taichi Dan.” The senior announced like it was yesterday’s news.
It was yesterday’s news to Akutsu, but to Kaidoh it was brand new. The mamushi watched as Akutsu proceeded to light a cigarette and sort of glare at him. Kaidoh didn’t do anything so Akutsu spoke again.
“You won’t, he offered. You want to break up now?”
Kaidoh stared at him. “So I don’t mean a lot to you?”
Akutsu blew smoke and watched Kaidoh. “That’s what you have to say?”
“I never said I wouldn’t…” he blushed as he forced out the word. “I never said I would fuck with you…Jin…I wanted to wait a little.”
They just looked at each other and Kaidoh turned away. “You’re breaking up with me.”
“Not unless you want to.”
“I’m leaving to think.”
“Whatever.”
Kaidoh shook his head and left.
I can’t believe I came out here for this…time to go train.
****
Fuji Syuuske was sleeping in. Or that’s what he was calling it.
The brunette gave a soft laugh and kissed his boyfriend’s neck, sliding his hands up his pajama’s top and nipping at the buttons with his teeth, carefully opening them.
“Syuuske…”
“Yes Keigo?”
“I thought we were sleeping in?”
Fuji gave another laugh. “We are…” He smoothed his hands over the boy’s chest, pushing the shirt open. He straddled the boy and leaned over him, kissing his mouth, trying to draw out his boyfriend’s passion.
“Hn…too early…”
“It’s only eleven…come on…”
Atobe tugged at Fuji’s pajama shirt, a pale blue silk and grinned. “We’ll wait for the breakfast, then you can have me all you want.”
Fuji smiled, getting off his lap. “You missed your chance.”
“Hn?”
“I was ready for sex.”
Atobe’s eyes got big. “Then let’s –”
“The moment has passed. I’m tired.” Fuji yawned and rolled over, snuggling his pillow.
Atobe beat the bed with his fists, sobbing. “Damn it!”
****
Inui was finishing up some of his homework while across from him Yagyuu Hiroshi did the same. The data player wasn’t sure why he had accepted yet another invitation to come over to the “gentleman’s” house again, but as far as he was concerned, he could gain more data. A few days ago, his mind had shut off while making out with Yagyuu on the floor of his library, so that chance had been shot. In the interim days he’d sworn off contact with the boy, trying to one: regain lost data and two: figure out how he felt about Kaidoh and Yagyuu, if he felt anything for Yagyuu at all –
If only the boy would stop caressing his leg with his own.
Yagyuu’s face wasn’t showing any outward emotion as he worked on complex algebra problems, but under the table his leg was very active. He was teasing Inui even as he punched numbers into his calculator.
And Inui, despite his usual control, wasn’t handling it well.
The numbers to his own algebra problems seemed to be spinning and his glasses kept slipping down.
This isn’t good, my body temperature is starting to rise in conjunction with his advances. I’m stronger than this. Aren’t I supposed to be trying to win Kaidoh back? What is Hiroshi –Yagyuu doing this for. I don’t dislike him, but do I like him –thirty point seven minutes spent with him exchanging affection by way of mouth Thursday…
Inui was a bit puzzled that this bit of data would come back to him now, but he took out his note book and scribbled in it, even as his face continued to pinken.
“Yagyuu, if you would stop that for a moment.”
The youth looked up. “What?”
“If you would stop.”
“Stop what Sadaharu?” Yagyuu looked at him, the ghost of a smile playing at his lips as he withdrew his leg.
Inui flinched. He supposed they were well acquainted enough to be calling each other by their first names.
“Thank you.” He murmured, writing down more data.
“…Sadaharu.”
“Yes Yagy –Hiroshi?”
“Are you done with your homework?”
Inui glanced over his tablet. He had two more problems consisting of three parts each. He solved them as he looked at them, making a note in his book.
“Yes.”
Hiroshi closed his book then, reaching over to close Inui’s as well. He got up then and approached his side of the table, Inui beginning to stand.
“Oh no, that isn’t required.” He took the notebook, and dropped it into Inui’s bag, then deposited himself on the data player’s lap, starting to kiss him again.
Inui just sort of sat there at first until Yagyuu put his hand up his shirt.
Interesting. He has very soft skin. I will ask later if this is due to some sort of soap he uses or frequent bathing.
“Stop thinking while I’m with you.”
Inui’s glasses slipped down his nose. “H-hai.”
“Do you like me Sadaharu?”
The data player looked him in the eyes. “…h-hai.”
Yagyuu nodded slightly and leaned in to kiss him again, Inui holding him closer now, reciprocating the aggressive affection.
****
Momoshiro leaned over the bridge, licking his ice cream, Takashi next to him.
“It was nice of your Dad to give you the day off.”
“Yeah.” Taka smiled. “What did you think…Thursday when Akutsu kissed Kaidoh like that?”
“Hm…something like he’s a possessive jackass…but that was until I saw Kaidoh stand by him like that. They like each other a lot.”
“I mean…like kissing in front of everyone that way.”
“Oh. That’s alright, if you’re into that kind of thing. I mean like if you’re at the movies or something or if something great just happened…” Momo licked his ice cream again and pulled back from the edge of the foot bridge. “It’s okay.”
Taka nodded and motioned for them to continue walking. They walked into the park and Taka reached for Momoshiro’s hand.
“Is…this okay?”
Momo turned pink and suddenly his ice cream looked very interesting. “Hai.”
He smiled and pulled Momo closer to him. “Arigatou.”
****
Kaidoh fell to his back in the grass, exhausted for once. He’d been training almost non stop since noon and now the sun was starting to fade. He’d run three times as long, practiced his swing with the towel five times as much and made sure he’d kept his weights on the entire time. It would feel good to get home and have a nice meal made by his mother.
A bag landed next to his face and he reached for it, realizing his arms were probably going to ache in the morning. He opened it and a key chain fell out. It had a cute looking puppy on it. A folded bandana also fell out. It had chibi mamushis on it.
Sitting up, Kaidoh turned to see Akutsu standing behind him, smoking a cigarette as he looked across the river.
Forgive me hn? he drew his knees up and rested his chin on his arms, looking out at the river. He felt Akutsu come to stand beside him but didn’t look up.
“I thought you’d be here.”
“….”
“Let’s go.”
Kaidoh knew it wasn’t one of his usual demands. He could hear the question behind it even if Akutsu didn’t voice it that way.
“Go where?”
“To eat.”
Kaidoh shook his head. “My mother’s cooking. I have school tomorrow.” He got up and went down the bank, approaching his bag near the underpass. Akutsu followed, walking Kaidoh against the wall.
“Kaoru…” he whispered, leaning in.
Kaidoh turned his face away. “I’m going home.”
Akutsu turned his face back gently and kissed him on the mouth.
“I’ll be late.”
“Kaoru…” he said again, kissing him.
Kaidoh hissed. “What the fuck do you want? You called me over there for that and now you want me to forgive you? What the fuck? I don’t care about you. I should have said yes to Inui he’d never have done this!”
Akutsu ignored this and began to kiss Kaidoh’s neck, pressing him into the wall.
“I don’t want your stupid gifts either –stop, Jin!”
The boy was feeling into his shorts and biting his neck. “Kaoru…”
“I don’t care if you apologize till your fucking dead –Uhn!”
“Shut up Kaoru…” he whispered, kissing him on the mouth. “Let’s do something tonight.”
“I can’t. Tomorrow.”
They stood against the underpass wall until the light disappeared, Kaidoh whimpering as his boyfriend pushed against him.
“Jin –”
“Shut up…just a little…”
“I have to go home…” he hissed.
“Just a little longer…”
“I don’t want to…”
“Kiss me.”
And Kaidoh did, a little surprised when he felt Akutsu come against him. The akuma growled, pulling away, his kisses pulling Kaidoh with him.
“What?”
Kaidoh just looked at him. “You should take a shower. I have to take a shower.”
“I thought your parents were home.”
“No one said we were showering together. I’m going.”
****
Inui’s phone beeped and the boy pulled away, slipping his glasses on before he looked at the clock on the phone. “Hm.”
He moved Yagyuu off his lap, the boy retrieving his shirt and pulling on, beginning to button it and re-tie the tie. Inui buttoned up his own shirt and fixed his hair where Yagyuu’s hands had been restless.
This must be some sort of record. We’ve been together like this for over three hours. Hm…I don’t feel out of breath. Perhaps my stamina is going up?
He gathered his books and put them away and grabbed Yagyuu glasses, offering them to the boy.
“Hiroshi?”
“Arigatou.” The boy put them on, finger combing his hair. “…I’ll see you tomorrow then?”
“Hai.”
“Forget all that data.”
“I’ll try.” Inui left then, knowing he couldn’t. He’d memorized everything Hiroshi had told him, had whispered in his ear while they kissed that way.
“I like how your hands feel on me, it makes me feel safe. I want you to know that you taste good and that I want you that way. If you’ll have me.”
Inui walked home, a smile on his face. Kaidoh the furthest thing from his mind.
****
*Hn…I think I know how to wrk in the heartbreaking angle now…but in all honesty…I don’t have to put those two together do I? maybe I could change the title right?
*Thanks LadyJ! Another reviewer! Yay!
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…
It Feels Like…
Taichi Dan was having the ride of his life. He cried out, a little alarmed when a hand was forced down over his mouth, and let go all over his chest and his lover.
Akutsu grunted, coming down and pulled out of the freshmen manager a light sheen of sweet over him. He hadn’t bothered to undress, instead thinking it better to just fuck the seventh grader and kick him out.
He wiped himself clean with an extra towel and pulled up his pants, rolling his eyes at the dazed boy still panting on the floor, moans still spilling out of his mouth.
“Get up and get out.”
“But Senpai…” he whined.
“I said get.”
The boy sat up with a little trouble, flinching when the towel was thrown in his face.
“Clean up.”
Naked, the boy cleaned himself thoroughly, stepping back into his boxers and getting dressed. He put his head band back in place and began packing his books.
“Senpai?”
“What?” the senior barked, lighting up.
“…what about Kaidoh-senpai?”
“Shut the fuck up.”
Taichi gave a subtle smile and left, closing the door softly. I win…
****
Sunday was training day but for once Kaidoh was taking a break. He sat in his room looking over the latest tennis magazines. He glanced at his cell phone, briefly wondering why he hadn’t gotten the now usual text from Akutsu that said, “Meet Me”.
He bit some dried squid snack and closed the magazine. He reached for his cell phone, alarmed when it buzzed in his hand.
~Meet Me~ it said.
Kaidoh got up and snatched a bandana from the drawer. Yeah, dark blue.
He walked out of his house, saying goodbye. He made sure his vest was in place, pulling the zipper down half way and letting his fingers stray to his belt.
It was alright. He could feel the breeze on the expand of skin between shirt and pants and neglected it. He was going to meet Akutsu. The boy wouldn’t care.
The park was full of people and Kaidoh hissed in annoyance as more children crossed his path on his way. He finally spotted Akutsu looking frightening near a lamp post and went over to him. The boy was wearing a dark blue and gold jersey and blue jeans, hands shoved in pockets.
Kaidoh went over. “Hey.” He grunted.
They hadn’t seen each other in two or so days since he’d left the homework session.
“Let’s go.” Akutsu said.
Kaidoh followed him and they walked through that area of town, scowling in every direction and looking fierce by themselves. Akutsu led him tot eh back of a shop and opened a door.
They were going to his room.
When they got there, Akutsu gestured at the bed and went over to sit on the narrow window sill.
“What?” Kaidoh asked.
“I fucked Taichi Dan.” The senior announced like it was yesterday’s news.
It was yesterday’s news to Akutsu, but to Kaidoh it was brand new. The mamushi watched as Akutsu proceeded to light a cigarette and sort of glare at him. Kaidoh didn’t do anything so Akutsu spoke again.
“You won’t, he offered. You want to break up now?”
Kaidoh stared at him. “So I don’t mean a lot to you?”
Akutsu blew smoke and watched Kaidoh. “That’s what you have to say?”
“I never said I wouldn’t…” he blushed as he forced out the word. “I never said I would fuck with you…Jin…I wanted to wait a little.”
They just looked at each other and Kaidoh turned away. “You’re breaking up with me.”
“Not unless you want to.”
“I’m leaving to think.”
“Whatever.”
Kaidoh shook his head and left.
I can’t believe I came out here for this…time to go train.
****
Fuji Syuuske was sleeping in. Or that’s what he was calling it.
The brunette gave a soft laugh and kissed his boyfriend’s neck, sliding his hands up his pajama’s top and nipping at the buttons with his teeth, carefully opening them.
“Syuuske…”
“Yes Keigo?”
“I thought we were sleeping in?”
Fuji gave another laugh. “We are…” He smoothed his hands over the boy’s chest, pushing the shirt open. He straddled the boy and leaned over him, kissing his mouth, trying to draw out his boyfriend’s passion.
“Hn…too early…”
“It’s only eleven…come on…”
Atobe tugged at Fuji’s pajama shirt, a pale blue silk and grinned. “We’ll wait for the breakfast, then you can have me all you want.”
Fuji smiled, getting off his lap. “You missed your chance.”
“Hn?”
“I was ready for sex.”
Atobe’s eyes got big. “Then let’s –”
“The moment has passed. I’m tired.” Fuji yawned and rolled over, snuggling his pillow.
Atobe beat the bed with his fists, sobbing. “Damn it!”
****
Inui was finishing up some of his homework while across from him Yagyuu Hiroshi did the same. The data player wasn’t sure why he had accepted yet another invitation to come over to the “gentleman’s” house again, but as far as he was concerned, he could gain more data. A few days ago, his mind had shut off while making out with Yagyuu on the floor of his library, so that chance had been shot. In the interim days he’d sworn off contact with the boy, trying to one: regain lost data and two: figure out how he felt about Kaidoh and Yagyuu, if he felt anything for Yagyuu at all –
If only the boy would stop caressing his leg with his own.
Yagyuu’s face wasn’t showing any outward emotion as he worked on complex algebra problems, but under the table his leg was very active. He was teasing Inui even as he punched numbers into his calculator.
And Inui, despite his usual control, wasn’t handling it well.
The numbers to his own algebra problems seemed to be spinning and his glasses kept slipping down.
This isn’t good, my body temperature is starting to rise in conjunction with his advances. I’m stronger than this. Aren’t I supposed to be trying to win Kaidoh back? What is Hiroshi –Yagyuu doing this for. I don’t dislike him, but do I like him –thirty point seven minutes spent with him exchanging affection by way of mouth Thursday…
Inui was a bit puzzled that this bit of data would come back to him now, but he took out his note book and scribbled in it, even as his face continued to pinken.
“Yagyuu, if you would stop that for a moment.”
The youth looked up. “What?”
“If you would stop.”
“Stop what Sadaharu?” Yagyuu looked at him, the ghost of a smile playing at his lips as he withdrew his leg.
Inui flinched. He supposed they were well acquainted enough to be calling each other by their first names.
“Thank you.” He murmured, writing down more data.
“…Sadaharu.”
“Yes Yagy –Hiroshi?”
“Are you done with your homework?”
Inui glanced over his tablet. He had two more problems consisting of three parts each. He solved them as he looked at them, making a note in his book.
“Yes.”
Hiroshi closed his book then, reaching over to close Inui’s as well. He got up then and approached his side of the table, Inui beginning to stand.
“Oh no, that isn’t required.” He took the notebook, and dropped it into Inui’s bag, then deposited himself on the data player’s lap, starting to kiss him again.
Inui just sort of sat there at first until Yagyuu put his hand up his shirt.
Interesting. He has very soft skin. I will ask later if this is due to some sort of soap he uses or frequent bathing.
“Stop thinking while I’m with you.”
Inui’s glasses slipped down his nose. “H-hai.”
“Do you like me Sadaharu?”
The data player looked him in the eyes. “…h-hai.”
Yagyuu nodded slightly and leaned in to kiss him again, Inui holding him closer now, reciprocating the aggressive affection.
****
Momoshiro leaned over the bridge, licking his ice cream, Takashi next to him.
“It was nice of your Dad to give you the day off.”
“Yeah.” Taka smiled. “What did you think…Thursday when Akutsu kissed Kaidoh like that?”
“Hm…something like he’s a possessive jackass…but that was until I saw Kaidoh stand by him like that. They like each other a lot.”
“I mean…like kissing in front of everyone that way.”
“Oh. That’s alright, if you’re into that kind of thing. I mean like if you’re at the movies or something or if something great just happened…” Momo licked his ice cream again and pulled back from the edge of the foot bridge. “It’s okay.”
Taka nodded and motioned for them to continue walking. They walked into the park and Taka reached for Momoshiro’s hand.
“Is…this okay?”
Momo turned pink and suddenly his ice cream looked very interesting. “Hai.”
He smiled and pulled Momo closer to him. “Arigatou.”
****
Kaidoh fell to his back in the grass, exhausted for once. He’d been training almost non stop since noon and now the sun was starting to fade. He’d run three times as long, practiced his swing with the towel five times as much and made sure he’d kept his weights on the entire time. It would feel good to get home and have a nice meal made by his mother.
A bag landed next to his face and he reached for it, realizing his arms were probably going to ache in the morning. He opened it and a key chain fell out. It had a cute looking puppy on it. A folded bandana also fell out. It had chibi mamushis on it.
Sitting up, Kaidoh turned to see Akutsu standing behind him, smoking a cigarette as he looked across the river.
Forgive me hn? he drew his knees up and rested his chin on his arms, looking out at the river. He felt Akutsu come to stand beside him but didn’t look up.
“I thought you’d be here.”
“….”
“Let’s go.”
Kaidoh knew it wasn’t one of his usual demands. He could hear the question behind it even if Akutsu didn’t voice it that way.
“Go where?”
“To eat.”
Kaidoh shook his head. “My mother’s cooking. I have school tomorrow.” He got up and went down the bank, approaching his bag near the underpass. Akutsu followed, walking Kaidoh against the wall.
“Kaoru…” he whispered, leaning in.
Kaidoh turned his face away. “I’m going home.”
Akutsu turned his face back gently and kissed him on the mouth.
“I’ll be late.”
“Kaoru…” he said again, kissing him.
Kaidoh hissed. “What the fuck do you want? You called me over there for that and now you want me to forgive you? What the fuck? I don’t care about you. I should have said yes to Inui he’d never have done this!”
Akutsu ignored this and began to kiss Kaidoh’s neck, pressing him into the wall.
“I don’t want your stupid gifts either –stop, Jin!”
The boy was feeling into his shorts and biting his neck. “Kaoru…”
“I don’t care if you apologize till your fucking dead –Uhn!”
“Shut up Kaoru…” he whispered, kissing him on the mouth. “Let’s do something tonight.”
“I can’t. Tomorrow.”
They stood against the underpass wall until the light disappeared, Kaidoh whimpering as his boyfriend pushed against him.
“Jin –”
“Shut up…just a little…”
“I have to go home…” he hissed.
“Just a little longer…”
“I don’t want to…”
“Kiss me.”
And Kaidoh did, a little surprised when he felt Akutsu come against him. The akuma growled, pulling away, his kisses pulling Kaidoh with him.
“What?”
Kaidoh just looked at him. “You should take a shower. I have to take a shower.”
“I thought your parents were home.”
“No one said we were showering together. I’m going.”
****
Inui’s phone beeped and the boy pulled away, slipping his glasses on before he looked at the clock on the phone. “Hm.”
He moved Yagyuu off his lap, the boy retrieving his shirt and pulling on, beginning to button it and re-tie the tie. Inui buttoned up his own shirt and fixed his hair where Yagyuu’s hands had been restless.
This must be some sort of record. We’ve been together like this for over three hours. Hm…I don’t feel out of breath. Perhaps my stamina is going up?
He gathered his books and put them away and grabbed Yagyuu glasses, offering them to the boy.
“Hiroshi?”
“Arigatou.” The boy put them on, finger combing his hair. “…I’ll see you tomorrow then?”
“Hai.”
“Forget all that data.”
“I’ll try.” Inui left then, knowing he couldn’t. He’d memorized everything Hiroshi had told him, had whispered in his ear while they kissed that way.
“I like how your hands feel on me, it makes me feel safe. I want you to know that you taste good and that I want you that way. If you’ll have me.”
Inui walked home, a smile on his face. Kaidoh the furthest thing from his mind.
****
*Hn…I think I know how to wrk in the heartbreaking angle now…but in all honesty…I don’t have to put those two together do I? maybe I could change the title right?
*Thanks LadyJ! Another reviewer! Yay!