Title:
Kiss
Author: Fuji S. Yuki
Pairing: FujiRyo
Rating: PG for
Fluff
Sani B-day # 8
Edit: Complete
Editor:
nekomiao
The first time they had kissed was on the tennis courts in the rain. Even that was just a mistaken brush of lips with tension gripping their bodies. The second time they had kissed with lips pressed against one another was when they were accidentally bumped into a closet.
The chestnut boy had lost his balance and fell onto the shorter boy when their lips melded together.
Unintentional was their second kiss, but the explosions of the feeling of one another was left unsaid when they left the closet flushed at the occurrence. Kikumaru Eiji had laughed at them, while whispering apologies to Fuji evidently not wanting the tensai to be pissed at him.
The Third time they kissed was when they were alone in the hot springs. This time with intent and passion. Both were strained from unexpected closeness. They were uncertain, especially with a gap in their hearts. That day Tezuka had left them; he had gone to Germany. Fuji had lost his best friend and well Ryoma had lost a role model. Both clung to one another for comfort because there was an emptiness that needed to be filled.
The fourth time they kissed was when Karupin had somehow gotten himself stuck in a tree. Fuji who was walking by, helped Ryoma get his cat down and as a reward the shorter boy lean up and kissed a surprise tensai on the lips.
Then slowly things begin to run amok. The loneliness was gone and when Tezuka had came back, both welcomed him happily, but they themselves were in their own world. They had lost track of all the casual, passionate, loving kisses they had shared together. But that was alright, both of them would be together, however-time seems splintering for the two.
When Fuji had announced his retirement from tennis, Ryoma had shielded tears. Fuji was entering college, going to the Americas for education and Ryoma behind. This kiss was resonated with pain and longing as they parted at the airport on his last day in Japan.
By this time several years had passed. Both worked hard; Ryoma in tennis, and Fuji in his studies. Even though they kept in contact by phone calls, the longing still existed, the wanting to kiss one another. So when Ryoma came to visit on Syusuke's birthday it had been close to four years since they had once seen one another.
The golden eyed boy was now in a University studying in America, Fuji was a doctor easing the illness of the sick and injured. Both had bumped into one another and once again time slowed.
Eyes affixed with surprise Ryoma with a cut to his temple, it seems that fate had dealt her hand, in the game between these two. A sudden shove landed Fuji on top of a now taller Ryoma, but the tennis champion still fell shorter than that of the tensai.
Their lips once again melded together and slowly time flickered between the two, because even though all the years that passed, the kisses they shared got better and better. But for now, it was almost like their first kiss. That one they shared on the tennis courts.
When Fuji had treated Ryoma's cut, he was off shift. The sapphire eye man drew the other into his arms. Both had longed for one another, craved each other's existences. Now they were together and that was enough.
Owari