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sarisiaTitle: Reason to Fall
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Couple: Fuji/Kaidoh
Rating: PG
Summary: Kaidoh and Fuji have finally gone out on a date, but what are the results of their shaky beginning? Kaidoh thinks too much, and Fuji's clueless. Once Fuji realizes there's a problem, how will he help Kaidoh? Though tennis, of course.
[Sequel to: Learning]
They'd had a date, he supposed. Sometimes Kaidoh wondered at that and tried not to reveal that he was thinking too much about their conversations and their kisses. He'd only ever seen couples go out for ice cream together, sitting and chatting and sneaking bites off the each other's snack. At school, there were a few students, who had never noticed him before, glancing and giggling at him - apparently, having seen him with Fuji - and it seemed that every time he went outside his classroom to escape it, Fuji was there - waiting for him with a smile.
Fuji was always there.
Do you like me, Kaoru? That had been the question.
I could get used to the idea. That had been his answer.
But what made the answer so terrible was it's truth. He was getting accustomed to having Fuji appear at his side. At the most unexpected moments, having him appear without a sound and comment on whatever Kaidoh was doing... it didn't even surprise him anymore. At times, he felt like he could predict exactly when Fuji would show, could feel the hair on his arms rising before Fuji's presence neared - as a warning, maybe, or anticipation. If the rest of the tennis club noticed that Fuji and Kaidoh were standing together more than normal, there was no mention of it and practice continued as usual.
Kaidoh and Fuji played tennis against each other for practice. Well, practice for Kaidoh, anyway. He always lost. That was one thing he would never grow accustomed to. He didn't like losing or surrendering or giving up until the last moment, but Fuji was a prodigy, after all. He had more skills than Kaidoh and more often than not, Kaidoh would end the game with the sense that Fuji had been toying with him the entire time.
It was conflicting - to grow familiar with... and fond, even... of Fuji's presence, but then to hate Fuji, suddenly and fiercely every single time, because he wouldn't take Kaidoh seriously on the courts. And it made him wonder if Fuji merely toyed with him off the courts, as well.
Kaidoh never let himself doubt his own feelings. He was honest most of all to himself. He knew that he was worried about Fuji's plan, his intentions. After everything was said and done... once Fuji had all he could get from Kaidoh...
Would Fuji leave as Inui had - without a fight or a backward glance?
.....
After their date, it began to happen. Every now and then - and often enough that Kaidoh could practically time Fuji's approach, could prepare himself for the inevitable - he was called out of art class, and Fuji would lead him by the hand to the senior boy's bathroom, where he could push Kaidoh against the wall and kiss him. They were not always passionate kisses, but Kaidoh was left breathless too many times for his liking.
Today, Fuji was soft, gentle even, but his hands were tight around Kaidoh's arms. "You played differently yesterday," he murmured. "Is something wrong?"
Kaidoh shook his head. "It's fine. I'll get over it."
Fuji's lips touched his jaw. "You're a terrible liar. Is it something I've done? Tell me."
The coercion was slow... easy. Like a gentle breeze that rocked Kaidoh forward and compelled him to bow his head. Fuji never stopped kissing him, and it became like the First Time, when he had traced the features of Kaidoh's face with his mouth and held him. The same movements... the same quiet breath that had tickled across his skin.
"I think..." Kaidoh said, stopping short when the breeze let him fall away.
Helpfully, Fuji went still, said, "Yes, Kaoru?"
"You've become predictable," Kaidoh murmured - and was pushed forward again. "But that's not the problem."
"Oh?" Fuji drew back slightly, created a paper-thin defense between them. "Then, what is?"
Kaidoh folded an arm in front of him, rubbed on the opposite arm to replace the warmth that had faded with Fuji's retreat. "What will happen after?" He could see Fuji considering his answer and hurried to continue. "You say you want everything, but once... Once you've got it, then what?"
A lingering pain rose in Kaidoh's chest. It didn't hurt, exactly, nor was it attached to sadness, but it made him want to run far, far away. It was a memory: a tall teenager, whose eyes were hidden behind square, black frames, that had wanted everything about Kaidoh and had still, at the slightest attack, walked away...
"Didn't I say that I'd give you all you wanted?" Fuji asked. His voice was clear, piercing through the memory with ease. "If you think you'd have to do anything more than to ask, you're wrong."
.....
They played tennis against each other that same day, after the usual practice time. The air had started to grow cooler. The ball flew between them, elegant and quick as it shot through the air, but Kaidoh wasn't pleased. For once, it wasn't because he was losing.
"Play for real, Shuusuke!" he shouted. "This isn't just a game, right?"
Kaidoh'd meant the tennis game, through and through, but something clicked in Fuji's mind and suddenly, Kaidoh was losing faster than ever. Cross shot. Straight shot. Lob. It was beginning to be difficult for him to see the tennis ball, it was moving so quick. At match point, Kaidoh knew the drop shot would come, dove for it as it crossed the top of the net... only to watch it run past his racket as he hit the ground.
Fuji leaned over the net to look at him. "It's not a game at all," he said. "So, it's okay that you've fallen, right?" After a moment, Kaidoh nodded. "I won't leave you, Kaoru. I like you and I want you to like me. Do you?"
Kaidoh said nothing as he got back on his feet and retied his bandanna, dusting off his uniform as best he could. "My answer would be part of that everything you want so much," he said. "Giving you a clear answer would be denying you the chance to find out yourself."
.....
Many people saw and made mention of what they saw the next day: Fuji, waiting at the gates with his school bag over one shoulder, and Kaidoh, approaching Fuji and getting pulled down for a kiss in front of the entire school. The resulting blush - so bright that it seemed like Kaidoh would explode - and having the other teen grab his hand to lead him off campus at a run, they were enough to make Fuji want to do it over and over again. Fuji laughed at Kaidoh's sputtering, angry, utterly embarrassed expressions and kissed him again.
"Yeah," he said, smiling at Kaidoh's resigned sigh. "You like me."
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Couple: Fuji/Kaidoh
Rating: PG
Summary: Kaidoh and Fuji have finally gone out on a date, but what are the results of their shaky beginning? Kaidoh thinks too much, and Fuji's clueless. Once Fuji realizes there's a problem, how will he help Kaidoh? Though tennis, of course.
[Sequel to: Learning]
They'd had a date, he supposed. Sometimes Kaidoh wondered at that and tried not to reveal that he was thinking too much about their conversations and their kisses. He'd only ever seen couples go out for ice cream together, sitting and chatting and sneaking bites off the each other's snack. At school, there were a few students, who had never noticed him before, glancing and giggling at him - apparently, having seen him with Fuji - and it seemed that every time he went outside his classroom to escape it, Fuji was there - waiting for him with a smile.
Fuji was always there.
Do you like me, Kaoru? That had been the question.
I could get used to the idea. That had been his answer.
But what made the answer so terrible was it's truth. He was getting accustomed to having Fuji appear at his side. At the most unexpected moments, having him appear without a sound and comment on whatever Kaidoh was doing... it didn't even surprise him anymore. At times, he felt like he could predict exactly when Fuji would show, could feel the hair on his arms rising before Fuji's presence neared - as a warning, maybe, or anticipation. If the rest of the tennis club noticed that Fuji and Kaidoh were standing together more than normal, there was no mention of it and practice continued as usual.
Kaidoh and Fuji played tennis against each other for practice. Well, practice for Kaidoh, anyway. He always lost. That was one thing he would never grow accustomed to. He didn't like losing or surrendering or giving up until the last moment, but Fuji was a prodigy, after all. He had more skills than Kaidoh and more often than not, Kaidoh would end the game with the sense that Fuji had been toying with him the entire time.
It was conflicting - to grow familiar with... and fond, even... of Fuji's presence, but then to hate Fuji, suddenly and fiercely every single time, because he wouldn't take Kaidoh seriously on the courts. And it made him wonder if Fuji merely toyed with him off the courts, as well.
Kaidoh never let himself doubt his own feelings. He was honest most of all to himself. He knew that he was worried about Fuji's plan, his intentions. After everything was said and done... once Fuji had all he could get from Kaidoh...
Would Fuji leave as Inui had - without a fight or a backward glance?
.....
After their date, it began to happen. Every now and then - and often enough that Kaidoh could practically time Fuji's approach, could prepare himself for the inevitable - he was called out of art class, and Fuji would lead him by the hand to the senior boy's bathroom, where he could push Kaidoh against the wall and kiss him. They were not always passionate kisses, but Kaidoh was left breathless too many times for his liking.
Today, Fuji was soft, gentle even, but his hands were tight around Kaidoh's arms. "You played differently yesterday," he murmured. "Is something wrong?"
Kaidoh shook his head. "It's fine. I'll get over it."
Fuji's lips touched his jaw. "You're a terrible liar. Is it something I've done? Tell me."
The coercion was slow... easy. Like a gentle breeze that rocked Kaidoh forward and compelled him to bow his head. Fuji never stopped kissing him, and it became like the First Time, when he had traced the features of Kaidoh's face with his mouth and held him. The same movements... the same quiet breath that had tickled across his skin.
"I think..." Kaidoh said, stopping short when the breeze let him fall away.
Helpfully, Fuji went still, said, "Yes, Kaoru?"
"You've become predictable," Kaidoh murmured - and was pushed forward again. "But that's not the problem."
"Oh?" Fuji drew back slightly, created a paper-thin defense between them. "Then, what is?"
Kaidoh folded an arm in front of him, rubbed on the opposite arm to replace the warmth that had faded with Fuji's retreat. "What will happen after?" He could see Fuji considering his answer and hurried to continue. "You say you want everything, but once... Once you've got it, then what?"
A lingering pain rose in Kaidoh's chest. It didn't hurt, exactly, nor was it attached to sadness, but it made him want to run far, far away. It was a memory: a tall teenager, whose eyes were hidden behind square, black frames, that had wanted everything about Kaidoh and had still, at the slightest attack, walked away...
"Didn't I say that I'd give you all you wanted?" Fuji asked. His voice was clear, piercing through the memory with ease. "If you think you'd have to do anything more than to ask, you're wrong."
.....
They played tennis against each other that same day, after the usual practice time. The air had started to grow cooler. The ball flew between them, elegant and quick as it shot through the air, but Kaidoh wasn't pleased. For once, it wasn't because he was losing.
"Play for real, Shuusuke!" he shouted. "This isn't just a game, right?"
Kaidoh'd meant the tennis game, through and through, but something clicked in Fuji's mind and suddenly, Kaidoh was losing faster than ever. Cross shot. Straight shot. Lob. It was beginning to be difficult for him to see the tennis ball, it was moving so quick. At match point, Kaidoh knew the drop shot would come, dove for it as it crossed the top of the net... only to watch it run past his racket as he hit the ground.
Fuji leaned over the net to look at him. "It's not a game at all," he said. "So, it's okay that you've fallen, right?" After a moment, Kaidoh nodded. "I won't leave you, Kaoru. I like you and I want you to like me. Do you?"
Kaidoh said nothing as he got back on his feet and retied his bandanna, dusting off his uniform as best he could. "My answer would be part of that everything you want so much," he said. "Giving you a clear answer would be denying you the chance to find out yourself."
.....
Many people saw and made mention of what they saw the next day: Fuji, waiting at the gates with his school bag over one shoulder, and Kaidoh, approaching Fuji and getting pulled down for a kiss in front of the entire school. The resulting blush - so bright that it seemed like Kaidoh would explode - and having the other teen grab his hand to lead him off campus at a run, they were enough to make Fuji want to do it over and over again. Fuji laughed at Kaidoh's sputtering, angry, utterly embarrassed expressions and kissed him again.
"Yeah," he said, smiling at Kaidoh's resigned sigh. "You like me."
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Date: 2006-04-19 09:57 am (UTC)*dances* You know, Fuji'd make a mighty good Dom, and Kaidoh is such a subbie bitch... *smacks self* here I go again.
My own perversions aside, if I ever feel confident enough to write Fuji, I'm definitely having a crack at this pairing. :)
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Date: 2006-04-19 12:39 pm (UTC)My thoughts exactly with the dom/sub thing. I've thought about that a lot, myself. I actually have a chapter already up after this one right here (http://sarisia.livejournal.com/130500.html) that I hadn't put into memories yet, and another -much longer- one on the way. (If only there were no tests!) Fuji's secret desires are starting to leak through and the two of them hit their first major road bump.
Anyway, I'm very happy that you like this! And very, very happy that I have another reader. I definitely plan on posting this to a comm sometime in the future... or doing a themes comm or something. After all, I'm fairly sure that no one would take this ship before me. heh
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Date: 2006-05-11 11:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-05-12 10:26 am (UTC)Glad to see someone who could figure it out better than we did. ^^
And I completely understand the test thing, oh do I ever.
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Date: 2006-11-02 04:10 am (UTC)I've got a fic I wrote (it's techically FujiMomoKai, but there is some FujiKai) and one that me and
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