Thoughts
Pairing: Inui/Shinji
Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Theme: #26. if only I could make you mine
Disclaimer: Disclaimer on part 1
Rating: PG
Inui hung up the phone and stared down at it. He had just spent a rather enjoyable hour on the phone with Shinji talking about nothing in particular…and he had enjoyed it.
It had started as a contest of sorts: Shinji challenged Inui to go a whole conversation without citing statistics or using the word "data". Inui, never one to back down, accepted the challenge, and what had followed was a rambling, nonsensical conversation about everything and nothing.
Sometimes, Inui just sat and listened to Shinji talk, at other times, he found that he was forced to defend himself, or make a point, and he did so with a passion that, Inui realized, he had rarely shown for anything else in his life, including tennis or his data.
During that time, his whole mind was focused on only one thing: Shinji. Nothing else occupied, or even crossed his mind; him, Inui, the one whose brain was never processing less then three things at once.
In all, Inui had for the experience most…refreshing.
Laying back on his bed, Inui found himself thinking again of Shinji. He honestly did not see how Shinji could have possibly alone and unclaimed when Inui first noticed him. Were the students at Fudomine blind? Didn't they notice Shinji's intelligent mind, his athletic grace, his attractive features? Didn't they ever let their gazes fall to Shinji's mouth while he was talking and imagine stopping the flow of words with their own lips? And…did no one ever listen to Shinji's voice? Inui knew that most people tended to associate Shinji with a monotone, and, when Shinji was muttering to himself, this was true. But when he was engaged in actual conversation, Shinji's voice remained soft, but took on a world of expression and emotion, with shades that Inui could only dream of conveying.
But no one had noticed…and so Shinji had been free. And now Inui…wanted nothing more than to make Shinji his for keeps.
Inui knew just what he wanted. He had a plan in mind, ideas that would see their relationship developing through what was left of the school year, and would keep it going even once Inui moved into high school. His mind was even filling with vague thoughts of college and beyond. At that particular moment—even knowing that much of his emotion was being fueled by infatuation—Inui knew that he wanted Shinji to be his.
But…did Shinji feel the same way?
As Inui thought about their talks, then laughter, their kisses, Inui felt fairly certain that, yes, Shinji did want to be his. But…Inui knew that he was Shinji's first; he had never dated, or kissed, or anything before Inui. What if someone else noticed Shinji, if Shinji discovered that his desires lay elsewhere? Then what would Inui do?
To Inui, Shinji was like…quicksilver, an elfin creature that was experienced in eluding the grasp of mortal hands. It was the only way that Inui could see how Shinji had been untouched and free for him. And, by some lucky circumstance or twist of fate, Inui had managed to capture Shinji, hold him in his arms, press his own lips to Shinji's and savor their sweet taste…but what if he disappeared? What if Shinji slipped out of his hold and moved on?
Inui knew what he wanted. He wanted Shinji to be his.
He just wished he knew if Shinji wanted the same thing.
--The End--