Faraway, so close...

\"Faraway, so Close... \"
Author: Maria (Lunamaria)
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Syuusuke Fuji/Kunimitsu Tezuka. (slash/yaoi).
Rating: Hard R - NC-17 (lemon).
Written for: Lemon After Taste LJ community.
LaT Challenges: #6 (So just kiss me and let my hair messy itself in your fingers...), #10 (smile to suit the circumstance), #15 (Can you feel the way I\'ve grown and disconnected?), #27 (I want to hold you like nothing is gonna stop us).

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And if you look, you look through me
And when you talk, you talk at me
And when I touch you, you don\'t feel a thing...
- From U2\'s Stay (Faraway, so close...).

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I know you like no one else does. I can predict almost every move of you. It’s not a knowledge acquired from the very moment I met you, yes, but through gradually getting closer through days, months, and years.

In Seigaku, I knew you enough to guess how much you were in pain thanks to your injured shoulder, and how hard you pushed yourself to help us despite of it. I also knew why you pushed us all hard - you wanted to see our common dream of winning the National Tournament coming true.

But even then, you tried to keep your distance, since you thought it was the best – that would’ve allowed you to control everything and make sure we would be all right…

And even now, you struggle to keep yourself away from the others, Kunimitsu Tezuka! You can’t do it!

While I do enjoy teasing people and manipulating things to make them go my way, I don\'t intentionally drive the others away from me - unless they\'ve done something against the ones I care for. I *do* love the friends I already have… if I didn\'t care for anyone else, I wouldn\'t have preferred to abandon the doubles match against Fudomine, when poor Taka-san got injured for me. I would\'ve also used Eiji since the beginning of our friendship, or just shrugged Kirihara when he injured Tachibana. Or (oh, *please*), I would have just allowed Mizuki to get away with the terrible way he treated my own brother Yuuta, trying to sacrifice his well-being in exchange of victory…

Or I would have NOT yelled at you when you kept your promise to play against me in our junior year, *even* after you were injured. That\'s something I’ll never forget. You wanted to keep your word to any cost, to see me happy as we played... the pain didn\'t matter to you. But it *did* matter to me back then, since I hated to see you in such a situation...

And seeing you hide your real self will always be a problem to me.

I\'m watching you undress right now. There\'s no one but you and me in the locker room of our university; everyone else in the club is gone. After leaving your glasses on top of your tennis bag, you\'re slowly taking your tennis clothes off; you\'re most likely unaware of the fact that I\'m watching you as I sit on the floor of the room, only wearing my boxers and without any hurry to get dressed up.

Look - there goes your shirt, off with it. Next come your shorts; down with them. And your socks follow...

\"Fuji?”

I blink. \"... Mmmh?”

\"You\'re not getting ready to go home\".

\"I didn\'t know you were my sister or mother, Tezuka\", I reply in a slightly teasing tone. \"You don\'t have to tell me what to do\".

\"And I didn\'t know I can\'t even wonder why you do the things you do\", is the dry answer. Boooh, it seems I missed a step.

You\'re now only in your loose white boxers, but don\'t continue your sort of strip routine. Why are you stopping, huh? It\'s not like I haven\'t see you without any clothing on before, or vice versa; you’ve undressed so many times in front of me...

\"... Stop looking at me\".

Why the damn shame now?

I blink again, and then smile to suit the circumstances. \"...Why should I?”

\"I\'m uncomfortable when you look at me like that\".

Are you trying to tell me something by the lines of \'Can you feel the way I\'ve grown and disconnected?\', Tezuka?

You\'re pushing me away. And I will not allow you do to it.

I get up, and almost immediately I\'m right next to you. You gasp, feeling my half-naked body so close to yours; your back is pressed against the cold wall as I push you against it, my hands firmly placed on your chest.

\"I hate to be pushed away by someone I care for\", I murmur huskily, and immediately after that I kiss you possessively. You gasp in surprise, and that allows me to slip my tongue in your mouth; meanwhile, my hands are now busy caressing your sweat-covered body, touching you, feeling you. Because I want to be physically close to you, Tezuka; I want to feel you next to me, to be all yours and make you all mine, I want to hold you like nothing is gonna stop us...

I’m almost breathless, though, so I break the kiss and take a long breath. But to remind you of my intentions, I rub my body against yours, not allowing you to escape from me; then you look at me, blinking since you don\'t have your glasses on...

\"Fuji\".

Your voice sounds husky. I adore how my name sounds when you talk like that.

\"... Don\'t push me away again, Kunimitsu\", I whisper softly. \"A relationship is for two people...\"

You’re silent, but I can feel that you\'re breathing real fast now, since your chest raises and falls in a very quick motion. Good. Such a thing reminds me that you\'re human, that your body and mind still react to my touch...

\"... Syuusuke\", you say. Hearing my first name is another good sign. I\'m tempted to call you by your name just like you did, but that won\'t be enough for me. Actions speak much better than words...

So, one of my hands rests against your muscled stomach, teasing your navel with just a fingertip... and all of a sudden, it slips under your boxers. The very loud moan that follows tells me that you won\'t reject me again, so my fingers move quickly as they caress your member, going up, down, up, down. Your own hands are sliding up my back and shoulders, pulling me close, feeling me up. You want me to be closer; you aren\'t pushing me away to keep yourself sane anymore...

\"Ah... Syuu...su...ke...!\".

Please say it again, Kunimitsu. Your voice doesn\'t sound as cold as it usually does. When we’re like this, your “sane part” isn’t strong enough to make you discard these hot sensations that easily, and I always try to remind you of it...

So I practically pin you against the wall, carefully trying to lean more towards your right side, just in case a familiar pain on your left shoulder arises. You acknowledge that detail and wrap your arms around my shoulders to hold me closer; then, you raise one of your hands and your fingers are tangled on my hair, and moan in my mouth as you French kiss me fiercely. To show you that I appreciate that gesture, I pump your cock furiously now, trying to make you come as soon as possible...

And you do. I break the kiss and then you almost scream, your whole body trembling and tensing… and a warm fluid fills my hand, telling me that you finally reached orgasm. After that, for some seconds you just stare at me, blinking, your eyes still glazed with the remains of the lust that my actions brought to you.

\"... Syuusuke\", you whisper, your lips almost dry.

You\'re weak on your knees, I see, so I slowly pull my hand out of your underpants and help you to sit down on the floor. Then I sit by your side, my forehead resting against your right shoulder.

\"...It seems you\'re finally back to Human World, eh Kunimitsu?\", I say, chuckling.

You don\'t speak. But I feel your hand caressing my nape, and then you lean a little closer to kiss me tenderly on the neck.

\"It\'s always a pleasure for me to remind you that you\'re human\", I whisper in your ear as I wrap my arms around your waist, \"and that you\'re mine\".

And we stay in each other’s arms for long minutes, sitting almost naked on the floor…

It\'s all that I need right now.