So sorry this took so long to update, but you know ffn with its glitches. Thanks to those who reviewed, twas much appareciated. Anywho, on with the fic!
It was the Sunday before their Tuesday match - Sunday night rather, and both Inui and Kaidou were in the latter's room studying, one for his English exam, the other, for the hell of it. Three guesses as to which was which. At the moment, Inui was at the computer entering some data while Kaidou lay sprawled on his floor, attempting his homework, "Senpai?"
"Yes?"
"Are you good at English?"
"Not particularly. However I happen to know that Momo has already completed that exercise and most likely will receive a perfect score. Maybe you should call him?"
With a small quirk of his lip, Kaidou bent his head back to his work. At times he wondered why he allowed his other teammate to irk him so, but no matter the cause, the response was always the same. Irrational and immediate irritation. Which of course Inui was fully aware of. With a slight huff, he rolled over to his side, propping his head up and continued reading, jotting down notes as he went to the best of his abilities. English was not his strong point; surprisingly, history and politics were. As such he had already completed those more entertaining assignments and now was stuck with this before he went to bed.
At the computer, the older boy saved the file and emailed it to his home computer. The reason he wasn't there in the first place was that a storm had cropped up during the middle of their running session, and Kaidou's house had been closer. The rain had continued at a heavy downpour throughout dinner, and so now, showered and full from their shared meal, Inui waited until his father could come pick him up. Now that he was finished with his homework, he deduced that he had a good hour before his father came to collect him, based on his previous phone call; and judging how far through the English packet his younger friend was, Kaidou would soon be free.
So he waited. And watched. How Kaidou's brow furrowed with concentration, how he bit the tip of his pen. Tapped his lips. Sucked unthinkingly as he debated which order to put his words in. Eh…when the percentages are in my favor…might as well, "Kaidou?"
Immediate response. "Yes, Inui-senpai?"
"You will soon be done, right?"
"Yes."
"Good."
Two minutes passed before the soft thunk of a closing textbook could be heard from Kaidou's direction. With another small grunt, he rose from his prone position and sat up. "Is there something you needed Inui-senpai?"
"In a way, yes." Spinning the chair around, he rose to his feet and walked over to his schoolmate. Then, kneeling down besides him, he simply looked, gauging Kaidou's response at his new, closer, proximity.
Slightly unnerved, Kaidou simply sat there, gazing back. He wasn't sure what the other boy was up to, but thanks to their training together, a friendship had evolved that left him trusting the older player. Never really being one to have close friends, he wasn't exactly sure as to the decorum for upholding and maintaining a friendship, yet although he would never admit it, he didn't want to lose his relationship with his senpai.
A couple minutes passed.
Enough was enough. "Senpai?"
"Can you tilt your head slightly to the left for me?"
Unsure, he complied.
"Thank you." Then without further ado, the older boy leaned in, gently grasped the other's chin and brought their lips together.
A/N: If that constitutes a cliffhanger, then I apologize. Also, my friend is illustrating this and should she complete it, and with her permission of course, I'll be posting a link to her illustration. Let me know if you're interested in seeing something such as this.