100 Percent – The Great Outdoors

This chapter is some fluff about Momo/Ryoma and some Kaidoh/Inui… hang on to your hats, there's some fooling around in this chapter, though I've decided this will be as graphic as I get for this story. They're just too cute to corrupt… but maybe in another story…

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis

-----------------------

Chapter 11

Kawamura headed back to the cabin, having stayed to skip rocks at the lake after Fuji ran off. He hoped his friend would find happiness with Tezuka. Their captain was a loyal man and he was glad it wasn't Echizen that Fuji liked after all. Not that Echizen wasn't a good person, he was just…different. Perhaps it was the difference in their levels of maturity because he was younger or his quiet need to surpass everyone in tennis.

Cutting through the brush, Kawamura heard talking and ducked behind a tree. He didn't know why he was hiding, having done so on instinct.

"How did it go?" Momoshiro spoke, coming into Kawamura's view. Echizen was with him.

"Fuji sempai is known for being a genius, but he lacks the ability to see something right in front of him when it comes to his emotions. He was clueless." Ryoma sighed, tugging his cap down.

Momoshiro leaned against a tree and plucked a leaf from its branches. He began twirling it in his fingers though his gaze was on Ryoma. "So him and Tezuka?"

"Should be making out right about now," Ryoma answered, stepping close to Momoshiro. He placed a hand on the tree behind Momo's hip and leaned in. "We're alone."

Momoshiro glanced around then hesitantly leaned down, taking Ryoma's baseball cap off before planting a soft kiss on his lips. "You're so demanding. Who would have thought such a tiny body packed such a willful spirit." Momo smiled, fitting Ryoma's cap back on his head.

Kawamura covered his mouth with his hand. Momoshiro and Echizen? Now that was a surprise! Careful not to move, he continued to watch, telling himself he did so only to hear what they were saying about Fuji, not because he was really spying for the fun of it.

"How did you get your point across? Did you confess to him or something?" Momoshiro asked, using his normal tone and pretending he wasn't jealous. Kawamura could tell, even from fifty feet away that Momo was jealous.

"I kissed him," Ryoma said without batting an eye.

Momoshiro's back stiffened and he frowned. "That was supposed to be the last resort! You were in there less than a minute with him, couldn't you have tried some other tactic first?" Momo's voice rose like it did when he argued with Kaidoh.

"I was in a hurry sempai." Ryoma smiled. "At the rate Fuji was going, he wouldn't have figured it all weekend and I wanted to be with you."

Momo's expression softened. "Really?" He said like a schoolgirl, shifting his weight from one leg to the other.

"Yes, really," Ryoma answered, lifting to his tiptoes to kiss Momo again.

Kawamura gawked as their simple kiss snowballed into a flurry of groping hands and muffled moans. Unable to retreat, fearing he would be seen or heard, he had to remain still, disbelieving what he was seeing. Echizen and Momoshiro were undressing each other!

--------

Kaidoh had no idea where he was, having run off without clearly thinking which direction he should go in. Luckily, he had found the lake and started jogging with the water on his left. Eventually he'd come back to the cabin and if it took all night, well that would be just fine because he had no idea what to do about Inui.

Four couples equaled eight gay players on the team; the straight guy was Kawamura which meant, Kaidoh was gay and all his teammates knew it. Groaning, he picked up his speed, wanting to pound the annoying thoughts out of his mind. But running wasn't helping because his mind raced faster and faster and Inui's smirk burned into his memory.

Eiji and Oishi, the amazing Golden Pair doubles partners, it was to be expected. Even he knew they were in love with each other. They were made for each other and no one would deny them that. Their love would be celebrated, admired, respected.

Tezuka and Fuji, the enigmatic seniors, both untouchable in their unique way—their relationship was just like them, mysterious. But who better to be with either one of them than the other. Kaidoh had always suspected Fuji preferred males, but he had never given any thought to Tezuka's preference and had assumed he was a late bloomer, still asexual.

It would be easy for Tezuka to close his eyes and imagine Fuji as a girl with that slender body and seductive voice that purred at all times. Kaidoh's ears heated up. Okay, so he had fantasized about Fuji before, but come on, he was practically a chic. Fuji was just a sexual being, yeah, that's it, Kaidoh convinced himself.

Kaidoh stopped running, pacing to cool down. Momoshiro and Echizen, now that was hard to swallow. His rival, button pusher Momoshiro was gay? Was it true? Momo was always going on dates with girls, reading trashy hentai manga, and talking about that girl, An.

And Echizen was somewhat asexual like Tezuka, only showing interest in tennis. Though he had seen Ryoma's sexy face before, on accident of course. The first year had been waiting outside the locker room and when Kaidoh walked out he had seen the most unusual expression on the little chibi's face—like he was in heat or something. Kaidoh had scurried away, grumbling and blocking it out of his memory, but now that he remembered, Momoshiro had been right behind him. Maybe Echizen had been making that face at Momo.

So that left only two regulars. Inui and himself. Kaidoh admitted that he found Inui's training schedule empowering and his sempai's guidance invaluable. And Inui was tall, making Kaidoh feel safe with him, though in a fight with hoodlums, Kaidoh would be the one to protect Inui while the stupid sempai rattled off probabilities about whether they would win or lose.

Kaidoh was strong, Inui was smart. Even with Inui's strength training, Kaidoh had snuck a peek at the data book and discovered something interesting. Inui had given Kaidoh the most difficult, intense training schedule, surpassing even his own. Aside from the naturally strong Kawamura, Kaidoh was the strongest player on the team.

Glancing down at his scrawny body, Kaidoh became self-conscious, wondering why Inui desired such an unsightly form. Inui's body was perfect, Kaidoh thought, hissing at himself for allowing such mutinous thoughts to invade his mind.

Just great. He was a homo after all and though he had tried to deny it, Inui had figured it out and set his sights on him. Well, if it were anyone, he was glad it was Inui. Though he'd like to hear Fuji squeal in delight, just once.

--------

Momoshiro thought his head would explode. Ryoma knew just how to touch him, just where to caress him, and just when to breath on him. "Oh gods Ryoma," he murmured, as his boyfriend trailed neat, but passionate kisses down his abdomen toward his excited little Momo-chan.

"You sure are noisy for someone who's afraid of getting caught," Ryoma teased, licking and fondling, finally taking Momo's length in his hand.

His thighs clenched as he was stroked. Ryoma was good at something other than tennis and only he knew about it, Momo smirked to himself.

A sound in the distance caused Momo to look up. His eyes searched the surrounding brush. Finding nothing, he let his attention fall back to Ryoma who was now servicing him in a most pleasing manner. He could hardly wait to pull him up, turn him around, and take him up against the tree. They'd never done it outside before and just thinking about it made Momo's head swim.

Another sound in the distance freaked Momo out and he put his hands on Ryoma's head, stopping the motion. "Did you hear that?" He whispered.

"Eh?" Ryoma looked up at him.

Leaves rustled in the wind and suddenly, footsteps sounded, approaching them quickly.

"Shit." Momo panicked and pulled Ryoma up to his feet. "Hide." He grabbed Ryoma's clothes and pushed the naked boy into some bushes. He was about to join him when Kaidoh appeared.

Wearing only his shirt and his shoes and socks, Momo closed his eyes, mortified. How would he explain this to mamushi?

"Momoshiro!" Kaidoh gaped, turning his eyes away. "Pants…you don't have pants…"

Thanks for the 411, Momo thought sarcastically, looking down for his shorts. Unfortunately, he had tossed them into the bushes with Ryoma.

--------------------

A/N: Eiji and Fuji antics next. And of course, we find out what happens to poor Momo and his pants… or lack of. LOL ;)