It was a random match, they even admitted to it. But it worked, they worked. It was because Fuji was a tensai and Kaidoh was a Viper. It was really that simple.
Fuji was sadism wrapped in deceivingly delicate bones, soft hair, but with cutting glare that was mostly shuttered behind closed lids. When people asked why, all Fuji did was smile in a way that hinted at bodily harm should the questions continue. They didn't.
Kaidoh himself had once asked why. And how, and what and tons of other things. Usually, he wouldn't have questioned his senpai. But he had to know.
People usually found Kaidoh very intimidating and he respected his senpai and the other regulars who didn't. (Well, except for Momo but he was special) All of the regulars weren't afraid of him because they were scary in their own way; they had their own power which made people gasp in awe.
Many people underestimated Fuji, but Kaidoh didn't. He knew the tensai was dangerous and stayed on his good side at all times. Kaidoh understood Fuji in a way. He knew there had to be some reason why Fuji had chosen him. And he tried to ask these questions but Fuji had a way of distracting him. And he did try, truly. After he was assured that he wasn't going to die.
For Kaidoh was pretty sure he was going to have a heart attack when Fuji pushed him into the wall of the locker room after all the others had gone home. Was positive he would faint when Fuji pressed his lithe form against him. But Kaidoh didn't push him away. Fuji, for all intents and purposes, was his senpai. He was to be respected. Honored-and if Fuji wanted Kaidoh to pay his due this way, well, Kaidoh didn't have any objections.
Kaidoh knew he was caught the moment he opened his eyes, when had he closed them? and met a sliver of icy blue.
"Why?" he breathed out when they came up for air. "Why me? Why not-" He couldn't say his captain's name because -
"-Because." The tensai opened his eyes and a slit of cerulean blue could be seen shimmering. And then Fuji kissed him again and Kaidoh couldn't think of anything to say to that. Because while Kaidoh might have understood Fuji, in no way did that mean he knew how to deal with him. And so he let himself be kissed and found himself kissing back enthusiastically.
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But they were dating now and still Kaidoh wasn't sure what the tensai was after. It was unsettling. So he asked again, keeping his eyes abated, one afternoon at Fuji's house as they're supposed to be studying.
The slight scraping of pencil stopped and Kaidoh finally looked up. Leaning forward over his textbook, Fuji took his lips in a soft kiss. "You still don't know? It's because," kiss "I like you."
Oh, well, Kaidoh supposed, that was okay. He didn't know what they were doing exactly, but he was sure he liked Fuji, too.
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Kaidoh, Fuji mused as he slid his hands up his muscled back, satisfied when he felt the Viper convulse, was a bit like Tezuka. They were both quiet, deep thinkers and amazing tennis players, their bodies strong from years of tennis and dedication.
Everyone had assumed Tezuka and Fuji would end up together, just as people thought Kaidoh and Momo were destined to be together. If Kaidoh was like Tezuka, then did that mean Fuji was like Momo? Fuji laughed at the thought and it reverberated against the hot flesh of Kaidoh's cock, in turn making the Viper's head thrash from side to side. Fuji let the hard flesh fall from his reddened mouth, lowering his eyes; sure they were glinting with devious intent, as he decided to test his theory.
"Sa, Kaidoh...You're not with me because I remind you of Momo-chan, ne?"
Kaidoh's body stopped shuddering and he opened his eyes wide. "Nani?!"
Fuji laughed again and Kaidoh, mesmerized by the sound, forgave him. Kaidoh kept on forgiving him as Fuji, still laughing, used his dexterous tongue and smooth fingers to bring Kaidoh to completion.
"Why did you ask?" Kaidoh muttered, slightly annoyed after he came down from his orgasmic high that he had begun to realize was more from being around the tensai than from the actual sex.
"Be-" Fuji started to answer but Kaidoh kissed him soundly before he could reply.
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One morning, it was not the first morning after nor was it the last, Kaidoh flung an arm 'accidentally' across Fuji's chest and kissed him just because he could. There were some things that couldn't be accounted for, couldn't be calculated. Love was one thing, and Fuji was another.
So, in answer to why? It was because it was Fuji. Because it was Fuji and he couldn't refuse his senpai anything. Because it was Fuji who was kissed him, held him, loved him. They loved each other and didn't need words to classify it. And as if to prove it, Fuji absently kissed him on his forehead before wishing him sweet dreams. Kaidoh didn't say anything; he didn't need to sleep to see his dream; it was right beside him.
Because because left people to draw their own conclusions, had so many undertones and connotations. It fit them. So when asked, years later, how on earth they managed to stay together for so long, they would both grin and say, "Because."
