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FIC: Figure [Prince of Tennis; semi-sequel; Fuji/Kaidoh]
Title: Figure
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Rating: PG-13 ish
Characters/Pairing: Fuji x Kaidoh
Summary: Fuji thinks he has it all figured out.
Apartment series: Ten Days || Figure || Fortnight || Corrective Measures
Fuji likes puzzles. They're tricky and difficult to master. There's nearly always more than one way of solving them; he likes finding them all. People are puzzles in their own way - made up of many pieces, whose fittings can change at any given moment - with their solving difficulty spanning various levels at the same time.
Fuji likes people, too.
He had spent junior high figuring out Tezuka, and high school, on himself.
Fuji feels like it'll take a lifetime to master Kaidoh.
Kaidoh's silent by nature unless provoked. If there is a secret he's hoarding, it can take months of Fuji's sneaky plying to get Kaidoh to reveal it, and even then, Fuji thinks that Kaidoh is just humoring him, giving him the answer as a reward for his hard work.
Fuji doesn't have to pry, though, to know Kaidoh. That he likes kittens because they go after a target relentlessly so long as their attention isn't diverted. That he learned to cook from his mother. That he expects much from his brother, Hazue, but tries not to pressure him. That he lets his actions speak for him most times, in touches and smiles and lingering gazes, but understands that, sometimes, speaking is the action that must be taken.
Without having to ask, he knows that Kaidoh doesn't want Fuji to realize that this relationship was his plan from the beginning. And as perfect as this insight is, it's probably a mistake to mention that he knows Kaidoh's secret when he's trapped beneath a larger, heavier and stronger body.
Like most things, this knowledge doesn't make him hesitate.
"You wanted this from the start," Fuji gasps as hands slide around him, pulling his body closer to the mouth that's devouring him. "Tell me I'm right."
Kaidoh's hesitates a fraction of a second. It's enough to tell Fuji everything, but then Kaidoh's moving up his body, sliding a broad tongue across one of his nipples.
"What do you mean 'from the start'? The start of what?"
"Everything," he whispers into Kaidoh's mouth, rejoices in the way it's enough to make Kaidoh groan. "Being room mates. Living together. Everything was a part of your naughty, naughty plan."
It's a sexy thought that goes straight to his ego. That Kaidoh wanted him so much that he was willing to go to all the trouble and bear through with all that patience.
"If it'd been me," Fuji muses aloud, against the shoulder that would look better with the mark of his teeth. "If it'd been me, I would have pounced on you the moment you finished moving in."
"Like a cat?" Kaidoh's hands are surely leaving marks on his back.
"Tiger," he corrects, mangles it with a purr as Kaidoh moves back down to press a kiss against his navel. "Would've taken you. Right in the middle of the apartment, surrounded by those damn boxes."
Kaidoh's laugh is a huff of hot air across his erection. "How romantic," he says. "So romantic, in fact, I almost hate to tell you that there was no plan at all."
The shock is washed over by arousal. Even as he's reeling with the revelation, he's thrusting into Kaidoh's mouth, tightening his hold in pitch dark hair, and watching the way Kaidoh's muscles flex, guiding Fuji's movements and bracing and tensing.
Abruptly, the puzzle pieces have shifted, and Fuji isn't sure what to think.
"Why does this always happen to me when I'm with you?" Fuji demands afterward.
Kaidoh rubs a thumb against the corner of his mouth. "I'd explain, but shouldn't you know, at your age?"
Fuji scowls at the curve of Kaidoh's lips. "Not that!"
Kaidoh slumps into the bed next to him and splays his fingers across Fuji's cooling skin. Fuji still has a hold of Kaidoh's hair. It'd be uncomfortable, come morning, to wake up and have them tangled in the strands and stuck there.
"I think I know, and I'm sure I know," he explains. "And then you go and say something like 'there was no plan' and I can't make up my mind." Fuji's fingers tilt Kaidoh's face upward; dark eyes find his immediately without backing down. "No plan, huh?"
"No plan," Kaidoh confirms. "It can be good to just fall in love, can't it?"
"Yeah." The laugh bubbles up through him. "You hopeless romantic."
Kaidoh kisses him. His eyes are soft. "Tiger."
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Rating: PG-13 ish
Characters/Pairing: Fuji x Kaidoh
Summary: Fuji thinks he has it all figured out.
Apartment series: Ten Days || Figure || Fortnight || Corrective Measures
Fuji likes puzzles. They're tricky and difficult to master. There's nearly always more than one way of solving them; he likes finding them all. People are puzzles in their own way - made up of many pieces, whose fittings can change at any given moment - with their solving difficulty spanning various levels at the same time.
Fuji likes people, too.
He had spent junior high figuring out Tezuka, and high school, on himself.
Fuji feels like it'll take a lifetime to master Kaidoh.
Kaidoh's silent by nature unless provoked. If there is a secret he's hoarding, it can take months of Fuji's sneaky plying to get Kaidoh to reveal it, and even then, Fuji thinks that Kaidoh is just humoring him, giving him the answer as a reward for his hard work.
Fuji doesn't have to pry, though, to know Kaidoh. That he likes kittens because they go after a target relentlessly so long as their attention isn't diverted. That he learned to cook from his mother. That he expects much from his brother, Hazue, but tries not to pressure him. That he lets his actions speak for him most times, in touches and smiles and lingering gazes, but understands that, sometimes, speaking is the action that must be taken.
Without having to ask, he knows that Kaidoh doesn't want Fuji to realize that this relationship was his plan from the beginning. And as perfect as this insight is, it's probably a mistake to mention that he knows Kaidoh's secret when he's trapped beneath a larger, heavier and stronger body.
Like most things, this knowledge doesn't make him hesitate.
"You wanted this from the start," Fuji gasps as hands slide around him, pulling his body closer to the mouth that's devouring him. "Tell me I'm right."
Kaidoh's hesitates a fraction of a second. It's enough to tell Fuji everything, but then Kaidoh's moving up his body, sliding a broad tongue across one of his nipples.
"What do you mean 'from the start'? The start of what?"
"Everything," he whispers into Kaidoh's mouth, rejoices in the way it's enough to make Kaidoh groan. "Being room mates. Living together. Everything was a part of your naughty, naughty plan."
It's a sexy thought that goes straight to his ego. That Kaidoh wanted him so much that he was willing to go to all the trouble and bear through with all that patience.
"If it'd been me," Fuji muses aloud, against the shoulder that would look better with the mark of his teeth. "If it'd been me, I would have pounced on you the moment you finished moving in."
"Like a cat?" Kaidoh's hands are surely leaving marks on his back.
"Tiger," he corrects, mangles it with a purr as Kaidoh moves back down to press a kiss against his navel. "Would've taken you. Right in the middle of the apartment, surrounded by those damn boxes."
Kaidoh's laugh is a huff of hot air across his erection. "How romantic," he says. "So romantic, in fact, I almost hate to tell you that there was no plan at all."
The shock is washed over by arousal. Even as he's reeling with the revelation, he's thrusting into Kaidoh's mouth, tightening his hold in pitch dark hair, and watching the way Kaidoh's muscles flex, guiding Fuji's movements and bracing and tensing.
Abruptly, the puzzle pieces have shifted, and Fuji isn't sure what to think.
"Why does this always happen to me when I'm with you?" Fuji demands afterward.
Kaidoh rubs a thumb against the corner of his mouth. "I'd explain, but shouldn't you know, at your age?"
Fuji scowls at the curve of Kaidoh's lips. "Not that!"
Kaidoh slumps into the bed next to him and splays his fingers across Fuji's cooling skin. Fuji still has a hold of Kaidoh's hair. It'd be uncomfortable, come morning, to wake up and have them tangled in the strands and stuck there.
"I think I know, and I'm sure I know," he explains. "And then you go and say something like 'there was no plan' and I can't make up my mind." Fuji's fingers tilt Kaidoh's face upward; dark eyes find his immediately without backing down. "No plan, huh?"
"No plan," Kaidoh confirms. "It can be good to just fall in love, can't it?"
"Yeah." The laugh bubbles up through him. "You hopeless romantic."
Kaidoh kisses him. His eyes are soft. "Tiger."
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:3 Not in the past 10 hours, no. ^__^ I love you too, for the lovely sharing of ideas and your writing and the lovely conversations we've been carrying out.
Do you have MSN? 8D=O OMG THAT'S TERRIBLE. I shall grieve for your loss of sound. YOU CAN STILL LISTEN TO MUSIC RIGHT? O_OXDD Yeah, I once wore a Trenchcoat I borrowed for a shitty Edward cosplay, and as fun as it was to wear it, it was some hard not to trip. Especially on the bus. XDDD I don't even bother wearing makeup anymore. I only wore it once since I quit, when I put on a tiny bit to bring out my eyes for my Kaidoh cosplay. *has blonde eyelashes and eyebrows so it looks liked I have none* [ Last year I wore black pants with bright colored shirts. XD I'm starting to get back into that. *has like... five yellow shirts and three orange ones. Three green ones, one bright blue one
blue is NOT my color, and a purple one. XD They're all like... hard on the eyes. I love it.*REPLY TO YOUR PS: XD I never really wonder when that will happen, I always wonder when the page will start stretching though. :3
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I do as a matter of fact. magealexanderethan@hotmail.com if you're that interested, although I'm not on all that often. XDBUT I CAN STILL LISTEN TO MUSIC. ITUNES SAVES MY SOULIf could just get over the fear of sticking something in my eye (so that I could wear contacts instead of my rockin' Inui-frames), I'd be able to pull off a wicked Kaidoh. Black hair and all natural. XD Now if I could get to a con....
RE PS: HA.
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8D MSN is a good way to make faster communication. *grin*OMG THANK GOD. *is dying without new music, has to listen to CDS**flails* I'M A NATURAL BLONDE [Dyed brownish red hair] THAT'S NOT FAIR. *cough* And you could totally be the Inui to my Kaidoh.
My very bad female Kaidoh cosplay because I have no idea how to make my hair look short without actually cutting it.no subject
Maybe the Fuji to your Kaidoh? XDno subject
Lol but Fuji's hair is brown! XDD Unless you dyed it.=O I have long hair that I really should get cut soon. It's like... BIG hair. XD;;; *never wears it down because of that*
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I've dyed it before. It wouldn't be that huge of a leap, but I suppose the glasses would be the biggest obstacle.Yeah, long hair is difficult to make look short. ;_;
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Maybe you could get less obvious glasses and say you're Fuji when he's twenty and he now wears glasses. Ignoring the fact that he'll never need them because he's perfect.*nod* Once I'm old enough. XD When I move out. I'm going to immerse myself in a low budget POT world.
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Or maybe I'll just suck it up and get my optometrist to teach me how to put contacts in. The next time I get new glasses though, I'll keep totally-perfect Fuji in mind.Hm... this makes me wonder if I can still find that 80 dollar Seigaku uniform....yay, internet.
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THE POWER OF FUJI COMPELLS YOU TO MAKE HIM PERFECT.XD Yay, Ebay! I saw one while searching POT stuff out of pure needing to spazz over something last weekend.
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Like crack, the power of Fuji infects every aspect of my life. XDAwesome! Hyaaa, if I wasn't attempting to save up money for vacation and camera right now, I'd snatch it up like whoa.
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XD Just like Kaidoh and Inui infect mine. XDD*pumps fist in air* You can do it! YOSH!