100 Percent – The Plan: Part 2

This is a short chapter, the next one will be longer. Smooches as promised!

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis

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Chapter 8

"Let's go for a walk," Eiji suggested, nuzzling his face against Oishi's cheek. His body begged to be closer, needed to wrap around his doubles partner like a blanket.

"Good idea," Oishi agreed and they were off, speed walking away from camp and into the darkness. Eiji's hand held tight to Oishi's shirt and Oishi's hand gripped Eiji's waist, their hands never leaving each other as though afraid that once they let go, the moment would be broken.

They searched frantically for a hideout, coming to rest in a thick part of the forest. If they didn't confess their feelings right then and there, they would both surely combust.

"Oishi I…"

"Eiji I…" They both said at the same time.

"Is your heart beating fast, like it does after we win a match?" Eiji asked, wide eyed and curious.

Oishi took Eiji's hand and brought it to his chest, covering it with his own. Eiji could feel his heartbeat racing, pounding hard against his hand. "Eiji I have these feelings for you," Oishi started.

They gazed into each other's eyes then shared a soft smile. "I have feelings for you too… Shuichiro," Eiji said Oishi's given name with great care, hoping it was okay.

"Eiji…" Oishi's voice trailed off as his mouth moved forward.

Kikumaru tilted his head and started to shut his eyes, closing them as their lips met for the first time. Oishi was gentle, hesitant, and innocent. Eiji countered the kiss with his tongue, pushing it into Oishi's mouth.

And then Eiji found himself pinned to a tree beneath Oishi's unleashed desire. Grinding their bodies together, both gasped and pulled back from the kiss for reassurance. Finding acceptance in each other's eyes, their lips collided again, finding themselves intoxicated by the kissing and groping they had long dreamed of exploring.

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Fuji wanted to reach out and wring Ryoma's neck. How dare that little Tezuka wanna-be get in the way of his big "damsel in distress" moment? Again! Momo had calmed down, though Fuji could care less. All he could think about was how Tezuka had just wandered away, content to leave Fuji in Echizen's care.

"Why did you say that I wanted to rub oil on him?" Momo whined, very disturbed.

"Inui asked me to tell Kaidoh that. I was only following instruction," Fuji had grown tired of the plan now that it had failed him. Eiji and Oishi were off making out in the bushes and he was missing it. Tezuka was playing "clean up the campfire" and Ryoma was butting in where he wasn't wanted.

Tezuka was supposed to be defending him, strengthening their bond so they could wind up making out in the bushes too. What was he supposed to do now, bond with Ryoma and drag him off into the shrubbery for a good go at it? Fuji's smile disappeared.

"Inui? Where is that guy anyway?" Momo looked around, but Inui was nowhere to be seen.

"He took Kawamura into the cabin a few minutes ago," Ryoma said.

"Fsshh…" Kaidoh headed off to the cabin, ready to confront Inui. He seemed determined to get to the bottom of the oil massage fiasco.

Momo was content to let the viper go. "Good riddance. He can deal with that, I've got marshmallows to eat." Momo relaxed and disengaged from the situation, rustling around to find more camp fire treats.

"Fuji sempai, are you alright?" Ryoma asked sweetly, infuriating Fuji more.

"Hmph. I don't need your help." Fuji's venom had an extra poisonous bite to it.

"Fuji," Tezuka said in that same, disapproving tone as before with a set of disapproving eyes to match.

This was a disaster. Ryoma had ruined everything. Without another word, Fuji stormed off, heading toward the dock at the lake. If he didn't walk away now, he didn't know what he'd do or what he'd say and he knew better than to make a bigger mess of things. There was always a way around the data, Inui had said, and Fuji planned to regain his balance and figure out a new way to get to Tezuka.

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"Inui sempai, Fuji said that Oishi and Momoshiro wanted to rub oil on me. He said you told him to say that." Kaidoh's directness intrigued Inui and the data collector smirked. Like a moth to the flame, the plan was progressing marvelously.

Kawamura's eyes opened big and he quickly excused himself from the room. He had been helping Inui make the tea and took the tray of cups out to the campfire.

"Kaidoh, you need a rub down once a week to counter your intense muscle training. Perhaps I miscalculated with Momoshiro," Inui said, pulling his notebook out of his back pocket. He pretended to look for data while really flipping to the page where he had had laid out the possible directions this conversation would take.

Finding the results, he smirked and pushed his glasses up on his nose.

"Inui sempai, what do you mean, miscalculated?"

Inui feigned embarrassment. "Forgive me Kaidoh, I thought there was attraction brewing between you and Momoshiro. I thought you would prefer to have him be the one to rub you down." He shrugged, acting as though he were stumped by his data.

Kaidoh gasped. "Inui sempai, that's… it's just… you've never been so wrong." The second year regular couldn't find the words to describe how appalled he was—and horrified.

"I must have inverted some numbers accidentally, added the wrong columns." Inui maintained the appearance of making a mistake. "Let me make it up to you Kaidoh."

"Huh?" Kaidoh was still reeling from all the suggestions that his teammates wanted to rub oil on his body. First Oishi, then Momoshiro…he shivered just thinking about his sempais with oil slicked hands reaching for him.

"Because of the misunderstanding, I'll provide the required muscle massage." Inui had to clench his jaw to keep from smiling. Kaidoh looked absolutely adorable all flustered like that.

Kaidoh's forehead tightened, bunching under his bandana. "Really?" He questioned, still suspicious.

"Of course, of course. I feel bad. As your trainer, I should be the one to do it anyway." The plan was following his predictions. "I should be the one to know your body best." Inui couldn't help but add that last remark.

Kaidoh looked down, thinking everything over. "Fine. Just don't squeeze to hard, I don't like it rough."

Inui coughed in surprise, nearly laughing. Oh Kaidoh, my little kitten, Inui thought. "I'll be gentle. Now, take off your shirt."

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A/N: I tossed some Inui/Kaidoh in at the end there for fun! I like them as a pairing too, but I haven't cultivated any good story lines for them yet.