Ficlet: Assumptions
Author: Koichi
Series: Prince of Tennis
Pairing: InuKai
-Standard Disclaimer Applies-
Kaidoh entered Inui's kitchen and was amazed by the degree of cleanliness he saw. Originally, he thought he would see the remains of the various experimental penal teas that his sempai always makes for the team. Instead everything is spick and span, not even a stain anywhere. Suddenly, a pair of arms enveloped him from behind, the warm breath by his ears sending shivers down his spine.
"What are you doing in the kitchen?"
Given the situation, he could do nothing but hiss, "Nothing..." he said as he struggled out of the embrace. "Really?" Inui asked, raising an eyebrow. "I am sure you were looking for traces of my Inui Juice, just like everyone that came to my house." The mamushi hissed, trying to hide the blush that was forming.
"You must be hungry, let me cook you something for lunch." Inui said as he opened the door of the fridge. Kaidoh's immediate reaction was to shake his head, thinking of the disaster his lover would create in the kitchen judging from his specialised vegetable juice. "I insist." Inui replied, leaving no room for arguments.
"Sempai....."
"Sadaharu ....call me by my name, Kaoru."
Kaidoh resigned to his fate.
-30 minutes later-
Looking at the bowl of ramen on the table, Kaidoh poke it tentatively with his chopsticks, hoping nothing would jump out and bite him. Thinking that it was safe enough he picked up a mouthful and slurped it down.
It tasted good.
"How is the food?" he heard his sempai ask. As his mouth was full, he could only nod his head. It was beyond simply good, it was delicious, maybe because it had the lover's touch in it. That was when he noticed that the data tennis player did not prepare anything for himself to eat.
"Sempai..."
"Sadaharu." Inui corrected him immediately.
"Sadaharu-sempai...." Inui shook his head, some things could never be changed. "....you didn't prepare something for yourself?" Kaidoh asked.
"I did." Inui's lips curved up slightly into a smirk, something that was very attractive yet it radiated a sense of danger to Kaidoh. Inui leaned forward, and kissed with the food on his lips, tasting the remains of the ramen in his mouth.
"You would be my best meal ever...." A blushing Kaidoh lowered his head and stared into his bowl slurping the rest of the noodles and trying hard not to meet Inui's eyes.
Authors notes: A presto short fic that I came up in the night, most likely one of the only 2 PoT fics I would ever write...sorry if the characters are a little OOC, because I am not a big fan of the series although I really like Inui and Kaidoh. *get hit by randomly thrown objects at her by PoT fans*
-Standard Disclaimer Applies-
Kaidoh entered Inui's kitchen and was amazed by the degree of cleanliness he saw. Originally, he thought he would see the remains of the various experimental penal teas that his sempai always makes for the team. Instead everything is spick and span, not even a stain anywhere. Suddenly, a pair of arms enveloped him from behind, the warm breath by his ears sending shivers down his spine.
"What are you doing in the kitchen?"
Given the situation, he could do nothing but hiss, "Nothing..." he said as he struggled out of the embrace. "Really?" Inui asked, raising an eyebrow. "I am sure you were looking for traces of my Inui Juice, just like everyone that came to my house." The mamushi hissed, trying to hide the blush that was forming.
"You must be hungry, let me cook you something for lunch." Inui said as he opened the door of the fridge. Kaidoh's immediate reaction was to shake his head, thinking of the disaster his lover would create in the kitchen judging from his specialised vegetable juice. "I insist." Inui replied, leaving no room for arguments.
"Sempai....."
"Sadaharu ....call me by my name, Kaoru."
Kaidoh resigned to his fate.
-30 minutes later-
Looking at the bowl of ramen on the table, Kaidoh poke it tentatively with his chopsticks, hoping nothing would jump out and bite him. Thinking that it was safe enough he picked up a mouthful and slurped it down.
It tasted good.
"How is the food?" he heard his sempai ask. As his mouth was full, he could only nod his head. It was beyond simply good, it was delicious, maybe because it had the lover's touch in it. That was when he noticed that the data tennis player did not prepare anything for himself to eat.
"Sempai..."
"Sadaharu." Inui corrected him immediately.
"Sadaharu-sempai...." Inui shook his head, some things could never be changed. "....you didn't prepare something for yourself?" Kaidoh asked.
"I did." Inui's lips curved up slightly into a smirk, something that was very attractive yet it radiated a sense of danger to Kaidoh. Inui leaned forward, and kissed with the food on his lips, tasting the remains of the ramen in his mouth.
"You would be my best meal ever...." A blushing Kaidoh lowered his head and stared into his bowl slurping the rest of the noodles and trying hard not to meet Inui's eyes.
Authors notes: A presto short fic that I came up in the night, most likely one of the only 2 PoT fics I would ever write...sorry if the characters are a little OOC, because I am not a big fan of the series although I really like Inui and Kaidoh. *get hit by randomly thrown objects at her by PoT fans*
