The Sandy Shores of Okinawa

Proud, strong Kite Eishirou leads Higa Chuu from court to court, from victory to victory, and when he leads them to Nationals and has to lead them home without the trophy they worked so diligently for, he tries to lead them to believe in themselves again. He isn't so sure he succeeded.

Arrogant, fashionable Hirakoba Rin follows Kite Eishirou, Higa Chuu's captain, from court to court, from victory to victory, and when he follows him to Nationals and has to follow him home without the trophy they worked so diligently for, he tries to get Kite to follow him into his bed. He succeeds.

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Kite Eishirou slips out of a certain purple uniform and slips into a fine tailored suit. He bids farewell to the sandy shores of Okinawa and says hello to the recycled air of Tokyo as he moves into his dormitory at the university where he will study as a business major. Kite Eishirou puts down his racquet and picks up a briefcase.

Hirakoba Rin slips out of his purple uniform, purple for royalty he always said, and slips into a T-shirt, cargo pants, and an overly colorful apron. He bids farewell to Kite and says hello to the rest of his life as he works at a sea-side eatery on the sandy shores of Okinawa. Hirakoba Rin puts down his racquet and picks up a dish towel.

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A few years later, Kite graduates from Tokyo University and is offered a top-notch position at a prestigious business firm.

Many years later, Rin graduates from dish-washer to waiter at the quaint little sea-side eatery where he serves tourists and the occasional native who can't cook to save his life.

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Kite's fellow employees tell him he's been terribly irritable since a woman from accounting went to Okinawa on vacation and came back with a tan and a cheap plastic key chain. They suggest he take a trip home from a while and get some fresh air.

Kyo, Rin's manager, and Tachibana An, the waitress from Tokyo with great tits and an exceptional right hook, tell Rin maybe he should take some time off. After all, it is summer and having personal interactions with people besides customers might raise his spirits. After dealing with an infuriatingly arrogant woman ('Could have given that captain of Hyoutei's a run for his money,' he thinks) he snaps that his one-bedroom apartment is not going to pay for itself and he will not succumb to peer pressure.

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After a particularly demanding Friday, Kite, much to his coworkers' relief, decides to take the next week off to travel home. Boarding a plane never felt so relieving and as salty ocean air fills his lungs, Kite realizes how much he's missed this place. He also realizes that while his physical heart may have been beating in his chest, his real heart had been left in Okinawa.

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On a particularly hot day, Rin is pleasantly surprised to find Chinen and Kai seated at the booth he is getting ready to serve.

Once they recognize their former teammate, Kai smirks and Chinen scoots over and pats the seat. Rin takes his break early and sits down with his old friends. Chinen talks about old times, Kai talks about gorgeous Tachibana An, the hot waitress he'd love to fuck ten ways to Sunday, and Rin talks about Kite.

They exchange cell numbers and go their separate ways: Kai to his parent's, Chinen to his small home near the beach, and Rin to his one-bedroom apartment in the shady part of town, and while his apartment may be a piece of shit, it's his piece of shit.

Five blocks and two flights of stairs later, Rin arrives at his destination. He skips a shower from sheer exhaustion and throws his sweaty body onto his wrinkled sheets. Rin tosses and turns, finally settling on his stomach simply to keep the street lamp's light out of his eyes. He knew he should have bought some curtains.

Once he finally drifts off, Rin sleeps better than he's slept in a year. However, seeing two old friends has brought back memories and soon he's dreaming of Kite. Kite Eishirou with his dark eyes, silky hair, tight muscles, and hot mouth and suddenly Rin's dreaming about that night after they lost at Nationals. Rin goes back and he can feel every sensation like it were yesterday, and Kite's there between his thighs, kissing and fucking him like he means it, and he'll be damned if he swears he can still fucking taste Kite's come in his mouth.

Rin wakes up even filthier than before, with his dick hard, hot, and heavy between his thighs. He rolls over onto his back and slips his hand past the waistband of his shorts and jerks himself with quick, rough strokes and it feels so good but not as good as if it was actually, "Kite, Kite, Kite..." and with that thought his eyes roll into the back of his head and he coats his hand with sticky fluid. Wiping his hand off on the sheets that are currently sticking to his back, Rin decides now is a good time for that shower he skipped earlier and groggily tumbles out of bed towards the bathroom.

Under the hot stream of water, Rin thinks of his old buchou and wishes that Kite would come home at least for a little while, 'cause dammit this pent-up love, lust need, whatever it is is about to kill him. He closes his eyes and presses his forehead against the cold tile. Now he wishes he hadn't seen Chinen and Kai at all.

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Walking the sandy shores of Okinawa, Kite spots a small sea-side eatery he doesn't ever remember seeing before. He's thinking he could go for something cold to drink when he spots Kyo, an obnoxious friend of his old coach Saotome's, and abruptly changes his mind. He decides he can drink a glass of water when he gets to his parent's house, (oh, how pleased they were to learn their successful son was coming in to visit), but Kite changes his mind again when he spots platinum blonde hair that could only belong to one person. It's then that Kite decides he cannot wait 'til he gets home. When he sees that blonde hair he realizes he's quite thirsty. Parched, even.

He sidles up the beach and seats himself at a plastic table complete with a bright multi-colored umbrella located on the eatery's deck. It may be hot, but he didn't come all the way back to Okinawa to sit inside in the air conditioning and stare at the four walls.

As if on cue, Rin starts to walk out to his table, oblivious to the fact that he's about to ask the star of the previous night's wet dream if he can take his order. Brushing his hair behind his ears, he flips his tablet open and readies his pen.

Rin starts to introduce himself, then stops mid-sentence because there he sits, the man himself, Kite Eishirou and oh my god, there is a god because Rin's prayer last night had been answered.

Kite smirks, and upon seeing his former teammate both his heart and his cock twitch a bit.

For the second day in a row, Rin takes his break early.

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Kite and Rin talk about everything. They talk about tennis, about back when, about Kite's university, Kite's job, and Rin's job, which pales in comparison to Kite's, but hell, when Rin thinks about it, everything of his pales in comparison to Kite. If it were any one else this would bother him, but it's Kite, so it doesn't.

When Rin asks where he's staying and Kite responds his parent's house, Rin feels the strangest stirring of jealousy. It's odd really, because Kite's parents are nice, and, well, his parents, and Rin shouldn't feel jealous because Kite's certainly not fucking his father up the ass. ...yet the feeling remains.

"You should stay the night with me. We can stay up late and watch our old matches, I have them on DVD ya know, and when I start to fall asleep early you can threaten me with goya," Rin suggests, "Just like old times." He also wants to suggest he'll suck his cock, but even that sounds a little too overt to Rin.

For the second time in one day, Rin truly believes that there really must be a god because a small smile tugs at the corner of Kite's full, soft lips and he says he would love to. Rin promises to sacrifice a virgin, or not curse for a day, or something, because Kite returning and staying the night in his dingy apartment (the one Rin is already starting to love more because Kite will bless it with his presence) is truly a blessing he never thought he would receive and cause for worshiping a higher power.

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Rin's rushing through his apartment, throwing his dirty clothes into the laundry hamper in the bathroom, trying to scrub year-old grime from the kitchen counter, and trying to make it look as though his apartment isn't nearly as filthy as his language.

Kite went home to tell his parents he would be staying with Hirakoba Rin (you remember him, right?) and to gather a few essentials.

He arrives sooner than expected and when a knock sounds on the door at 7:30 instead of 8:30, Rin's afraid to answer. After all, he is a week behind on the rent and it could quite possibly be his landlord. Looking through the peep-hole, he spots his old captain.

Feeling slightly relieved, he smirks as he welcomes Kite in, playing with the image of landlord!Kite in his twisted, perverted mind. He wouldn't pay for weeks if it meant getting bent over those strong legs and spanked by one of the hottest men he's ever laid eyes on. However, Rin decides he should focus on the real Kite standing in his living room. He's imagined Kite standing where he is now for years, and in a few days Kite will surely be returning to Tokyo, then Rin will have to go back to imagining him.

Right now, Rin's all about living in the moment with the real Kite who is starting to push Rin's shit off the couch so he can sit down. Fuck! How the hell did he forget to clean off the couch?

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Rin apologizes for the mess, apologizes for the size of his apartment (it's tiny, he knows), and shockingly, apologizes for never really telling him how he felt until the day before Kite left for Tokyo. In the back of his mind, Rin had half-heartedly hoped Kite would stay after Rin's little confession but Kite, proud, strong Kite with tears in his eyes told him it was already too late and "if you had only told me sooner."

Kite laughs off the apologies about Rin's apartment but the amusement falls straight off his face as Rin starts apologizing for the scene he caused outside his parent's doorstep that night. Finally, the small talk they had made while at the eatery falls away and now they're talking about what had been on their minds while discussing trivial matters earlier. Kite mulls it over in his head and if he were younger he would have been brash and told him it was still too late. However, this Kite is older and wiser, and after realizing that it wasn't the sandy shores of Okinawa he had missed, but Rin, he decides to accept the apology Rin has so graciously offered.

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The two of them watch their old tennis matches on Rin's television with the cracked screen. Kite says if he would have known then what he knows now they would have won. Suddenly, Rin's in his lap, hot, heavy, and real, and whispering in Kite's ear that they can't go back to Nationals but he can still score tonight. If it would have been anyone else, Kite would have shoved him to the floor and left. Kite Eishirou loves a good challenge and Rin isn't being one at all, but he can't deny the pang of desire that runs through his body at Rin's words. Rin's been on Kite's mind for the past few years and Kite figures that's good enough (and he knows Rin's tongue is).

He lets Rin nibble his ear, suck on his neck, and remove the glasses that have always framed his dark eyes. Rin's high from his victory as he drops to his knees and pulls the zipper of Kite's trendy dark-washed jeans down with his teeth. As Kite runs long fingers through platinum strands, Rin pulls Kite's boxers down to his knees. Kite tugs that silky hair into a loose ponytail at the base of blonde's neck as the Rin moans like a slut at the feeling of Kite's dick already pulsing so insistently in his hand. Rin leans forward and licks him from tip to base, and Kite has to hold back from jerking his hips.

It's been so long since Kite's been with someone else. It's not that he couldn't. No, that's not it at all. It's the fact that most of the time, right as he's about to come his mind takes him back to that night after Nationals and he has no control when it's Rin's name that slips out of his mouth, instead of the man's beneath him.

With every swirl of Rin's tongue and every pump of Rin's hand, Kite becomes a little more lost in pleasure. Forget about cherries, Rin's about to tie his dick in a fucking knot with his tongue. Rin's mouth is absolutely fabulous, but Kite knows Rin will be seeking release too, and Kite's not that great with blow jobs. That's when Kite decides it would be best to kill two birds with one stone and fuck Rin's tight ass.

Pulling Rin's mouth of his aching cock he asks where the lube and the bed are and Kite watches Rin's eyes light up with joy. They both use the walk to Rin's bedroom as a chance to divest themselves of any and all clothing. Once Rin retrieves the bottle of lube from his dresser and climbs onto the bed, Kite's larger body is suddenly stretching out over him, and the feel of it is terribly exquisite.

For the first time, their lips meet, hesitantly at first, then surer. Rin loves to be dominated and Kite pushes him into the mattress and claims his mouth with soul-searing kisses. When Kite's left no crevice of Rin's mouth undiscovered, he kisses and sucks his way down the tanned column of Rin's neck and goes further until he's biting dark nipples. Rin was always vocal, maybe even slightly on the noisy side, and he squeals a little when Kite bites down on his sensitive nubs of flesh. As much as Rin would love to let Kite bite and suck all night, Kite's been the source of his fantasies for too long, and Rin's already hard enough to skip lengthy foreplay. He wants to be fucked and he wants to be fucked now.

Threading his finger through dark hair, Rin pulls Kite's head up. Rin knows how Kite works, knows what Kite likes, and he uses this to his advantage. Sometimes Kite likes to take it a little slow, and Rin wants it fast and hard. "I want you," Rin confesses as he looks Kite dead in the eye, giving him the most seductive look he can manage. "What do you want me to do?" Kite plays along. "Fuck me," Rin whispers and Kite hums against Rin's chest in delight.

Grabbing the lube from the foot of the bed, Kite pours some onto his fingers and Rin scoots up and spreads his legs. As he does often, in his mind he goes back to that night after Nationals. He remembers the gust of breath on his cock when Kite exhaled loudly as he pushed the first finger in, and realized just how tight Rin's ass was. Rin remembers Kite flat on his stomach with his fingers in stretching and scissoring, and filling so nicely, and he thought the preparation was great, but it was nothing compared to the main even.

Rin is brought back to the present when he feels cool, slippery fingers against his opening. When Rin looks up at Kite, who is sitting in between his thighs, it isn't the cold lube that makes him shiver. There's a hungry look in Kite's eyes and it looks like Rin's about to be devoured. Being the sheep in the hungry-wolf scenario never seemed so appealing. Long fingers push into his tight opening and Rin moans at the feel of it, pressure that starts out hurting and ends up so marvelously divine. Many thrusts, and three fingers later, Rin's driven mad with pleasure and he's ready, god, he's so ready for it when Kite asks if he is.

"How do you want me?" is Rin's reply and Kite answers by rolling him over pulling his ass up into the air. "Yes," Rin moans approvingly against his pillow and Kite slicks the last bit of lube on his achingly hard cock. Kite lines up and starts to push inside, as Rin's mouth falls open and his legs begin to shake from anticipation. Kite breathes loudly as he pushes and pushes until he's all the way in Rin's tight passage that still feels just as tight as it did years ago. Rin pants against the welcome intrusion and tries to relax and let his body adjust.

Once Rin's comfortable enough with the stretch, he moves a little to show Kite he's ready, and Kite pulls out and thrusts back in several times in quick succession. "Ohhh, yes, fuck my ass," Rin moans as he squeezes his blue eyes shut. Kite smirks and does as Rin commands. "You've got such a filthy mouth." "You fuckin' love it." Kite lets out a breathless laugh. He can't argue with that. During a tennis match, Rin could never keep his mouth shut. Why would sex be any different?

Kite sets a grueling pace, fucking Rin hard and fast, balls smacking against the blonde's just they way the both like it. Rin's hands are clawing at the sheets and the way Kite's hitting that spot inside him over and over makes him feel like he's on fire and burning from the inside out. Kite's dick is big, filling and stretching him, so thick and so hard, and the fucking is good enough, but the knowledge that it's Kite doing the fucking is really doing it for Rin. He knows he won't be able to last much longer.

If Kite was a fierce presence on the tennis court, he's even more so in bed, dominating, smirking, and simply taking control. And that's exactly what he does when he reaches down and pulls Rin hair, giving those mused tresses a hard tug. "Oh god, yes, pull my hair, Kite, pull my fucking hair" and with those words and Kite's actions, Rin's dangerously close to coming. One more tug and a deep, sharp thrust later, Rin comes, saying Kite's name over and over like a mantra, spurting white fluid all over the sheets, and seeing stars.

Kite loves feeling in control, loves the adrenaline that power puts in his veins, and when he fucks Rin faster and faster he doesn't want to come because he doesn't want it to end. But when Rin tells him to pull his hair and then when he starts screaming Kite's name it's all over. "Yes, yes, Rin, I'm coming." Pushed over the edge from sensory overload courtesy of the beautiful man beneath him, Kite holds the Rin's hips as he fills hiss ass with come. Rin tightens his ass to milk Kite for all he's worth and Kite moans in appreciation.

Kite slips out of Rin and allows the man underneath him to roll onto his back. Exhausted, Kite lowers himself onto the bed, half on top of the man he's missed so much. Rin's face resembles that of the cat that got the cream but Kite can't bring himself to care. He's just had the best sex of his life with the love of his life and for the first time since he left Okinawa he feels complete. After sharing a few tender kisses, Kite nuzzles into Rin's neck and they both drift off to sleep.

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The morning after the night before, Rin wakes up and stretches, flexes muscles, and tries to look as ravishing as possible, begging for an encore. Kite, who's been awake for a while now, would be damned if he didn't acknowledge the fact that "sexed-up" is a great look on Rin, with his bleary eyes, swollen lips, and mused hair. If Kite can make Rin look that way, and Rin can make Kite feel that way, then who is Kite to deny him? After all, Rin always gets what Rin wants. Once Kite performs, they rise from Rin's bed and shower. Later that day, Kite and Rin walk hand-in-hand on the sandy shores of Okinawa.