Hello anybody reading this! Ah... So it's longer, and took longer than I thought... Oh, the irony...
Sakimi1014- Chapter chapter!
AnimeStar73- -Bows.- Thank you. Here is the next chapter.
DarkDemonCat- I've never really seen a Hiyoshi Youhei pairing either, but I think they're cute, ne?
Miji-Chuu- Summer! -Cheers-! Okay, new chapter...
RaiPeonix015- It's good to hear from you! Also, I'm glad that you liked the chapter, and this one as well, when you get to read it!
ShadowinRW- Yeah, it's Heart-to-heart, but whatever! Thank you... New chapter time!
Lucky.Shuusuke.Yukimura- Glad you liked it! About this summer... I will be writing, but not as often as I did before, because I spend a lot of time at my mom's house during the summer, because my parents are divorced, and it is difficult to write up there, because the software that our computers use are completely different, and it messes with my formatting. So, yes, I will be writing, but not quite as often.
Vierblith- Ne, ne! I wanted to know, could I borrow Honda-san for the Ayame bashing chapter? Just for a little appearance? Please? Oh, I'm talking about the note at the end of the chapter... Still, please tell me, I think it would be fun!
D'cute- Well, I think that this chapter is longer... Enjoy!
Yoshikochan- Thank you very much. 'Exposed' Fuji... Oh no, you'll ruin the film! Sorry... Insane moment, and a bad pun... Weeeee...
Darknesswithinthebush- I'm glad that you like it, and I'll try to slip a little InuKai in soon for you. I miss them as well. Also, the Ayame chapter is coming soon, I just need some questions answered first, from the readers. You probably won't get to see this in time, but there's an author's note at the end of the chapter.
Shimizu Miki- Just a note, this time, Youhei attached himself to Hiyoshi while he was standing up, not in bed. So it kind of happened like this 1) Hiyoshi walked back into the room after his shower 2) Youhei somehow decided that Hiyoshi was once more his human heater, and wrapped him in a full body hug 3) God knows how long passed before Youhei woke up and regained his sanity. Yep! That's how! Also, Hiyoshi's 'Anytime Babe' comes from Hasunuma in 'Eerie Queerie' (A VERY good manga). He says it to the main character after catching him when he almost falls of the curb. It was stuck in my head, because I'd just read it, and as much as I fought, telling myself 'Hiyoshi wouldn't say that!', it still somehow... Slipped in... Eheh! Also, I'm not sure who liked who first, but they do both like each other. The only thing is that I don't think that Youhei realizes it yet, and Hiyoshi is too stiff collared to make a move. Hiyoshi definitely likes him though... Or, at least he's very much so 'attracted' -chuckle-.
ImmortalTigress- Glad that you liked Fuji's sad speech, but I'm happy... I get to write happy comedy stuff soon! Oh, and MORE FLUFF! (I'm a bit of a sap...)
KiriharaAkaya- Oh... You dies again... I seem to have a talent for making people die in their reviews... -stares at hands, wide eyes- I must use this power for good!! -Runs off to save(?) the world-
Disclaimer- I do not own Prince of Tennis
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Fuji grinned, unable to help it. He actually couldn't believe that this was working. His original plan had been to get all of the boys' parents' permission on at a time, until eventually Mizuki and Yuta were shoved together, but this seemed like it was going to work. All of the parents in question would be coming up to the house tomorrow, and Fuji fully planned to help the others argue their cases. Well, almost all of the parents, anyway.
Fuji couldn't help but think that something was going on with Yuushi's family. Yuushi, for one, was the only person who went to their room before calling their parents, and he was also the only one who hadn't been given this chance, seeing as his parents had refused. Fuji could identify with the other tensai, and he felt that there was more going on in that family than perhaps even Yuushi himself knew. Fuji really wanted to do something.
Fuji thought for a moment, and then smiled. He had another plan.
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Sengoku was not happy. Actually, that would be an easy way of putting it. It wasn't so much that he wasn't happy as it was that he was ticked off. Those stupid Griffeys! Both of 'em! How dare they make moves on his Kouhei?! He really felt like knocking their blocks off, something he hadn't wanted to do to someone in a long time.
He scowled. They were just showing off, clearly after him, and Kouhei noticed nothing! So what if one was half dolphin and the other was half marine otter! It wasn't like there was anything interesting about flipping around in the lake! That Terry boy especially-- looking so innocent! Sengoku realized that his thoughts were starting to get homicidal, so he took several deep breaths.
Besides, Kouhei wasn't his. He suddenly felt stupid, because there he was getting all possessive, when he hadn't even told Kouhei how he felt about him. That was just dumb... Sengoku began mentally beating himself up. 'This is so not lucky...'
"Sengoku-kun, are you alright?" The words immediately snapped Sengoku out of his thoughts, and he looked up from where he sat to see Kouhei leaning over him, looking concerned.
Sengoku didn't think. He didn't bother to wonder if he was facing his 'lucky direction', or even about the repercussions of his actions. He just moved. He moved quickly and swiftly, his hand reaching out, fingers ensnaring themselves in Kouhei's hair, slipping under the ponytail on the back of his head, and pulled that angelic face down to his. Their lips touched, warm and soft, and for a moment, everything seemed to stop. Time slowed to a crawl, and nothing existed for Sengoku but the touch of their lips and the beating of their hearts. Life was suddenly like a fairytale.
Then reality hit harder than a brick wall, and time seemed to move at an incredibly fast speed. Sengoku realized what he had done and released Kouhei, moving back himself. Muttering a curse, he spun out from where he had sat, fluidly changing to full panther form, and darted off towards the woods.
Tom Griffey smiled, looking at Kouhei's stunned expression. "You should go," he said softly, his Japanese only slightly accented, "You love him, don't you?" Both brothers watched as Kouhei, in the form of a White Capuchin, took to the trees, quickly disappearing in the direction Sengoku had run.
Terry chuckled. "What would Billy have said, seeing you flirt like that?" (A/N: The Italics, in this case, mean that they are speaking English.)
"It was for their own good," Tom argued, "And we're not going to tell Billy about this, are we?"
"No, no, of course not," Terry agreed with a smile. He was happy for his brother of course, and Billy Cassidy was a very good person, but Terry couldn't help feeling jealous. He wondered if the person he liked would ever return his feelings. Sometimes, Jerry thought that people really didn't know how fortunate they were.
"... Are you ever going to tell him?"
"I... Don't think so. He's so taken with that Echizen boy... He would never take me seriously," Terry shook his head as he said it all.
"But we both know that Kevin has no chance with Ryoma Echizen," Tom frowned, "And if you never tell him, you won't get anywhere." Terry remained silent after that. He just didn't want to think about it.
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"Shusuke," Kunimitsu said softly, "We should talk."
"Hmm? Ah, of course," Fuji turned to Gakuto, whom he had been talking with, and apologized, saying that he had to go. Fuji took Kunimitsu's offered hand, and let the buchou lead him up to their room, where they could speak privately.
The tensai would never admit it, but he was feeling nervous. His heart thumped in his chest, and Fuji was sure that Kunimitsu could hear it, if not feel how his entire body pulsed. He was very glad that his wings were already out, or else he would have ruined yet another of his rapidly disappearing shirts. That reminded him, he should go shopping soon, and get a few more. Fuji shook his head, trying to clear it from the randomness of that thoughts. Why, even at a time like this, did his quick mind have to move... Well... Too fast for him?!
Kunimitsu closed and locked the door behind them, and Fuji took a deep breath. This was it. He had been avoiding this all morning.
It wasn't that Fuji didn't want to know, really.. But, he was scared... When Kunimitsu brought everything out into the open, once and for all, things would have to change. Well, not everything, of course, but some things would. Fuji knew for a fact that no matter what Kunimitsu's past was like, he would not love him any less. He would not leave him. He could not leave him again. He also knew that Kunimitsu would still love him as well, but... If Kunimitsu told him everything, like Fuji knew that he would, then Fuji would have to match that trust. He would have to tell Kunimitsu everything about himself, so that the other boy understood that Fuji felt that he could trust him with his past. And it scared Fuji to know that he was going to do that. Even if nothing changed about their relationship because of this, Kunimitsu might look at him differently. Treat him as he was fragile...
"Shusuke..." Kunimitsu said softly, bringing Fuji back to him with just his name. "Shh, I love you." Fuji sighed at the arms wrapped round him, and smiled.
"I know, Kunimitsu. Aishiteru."
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"Sengoku-kun, wait!"
Sengoku heard the call coming from behind him, of course he did. How could he not, with ears like his, made for hunting and survival? Still, hearing the voice of his crush did not make Sengoku stop. In fact, the words made him run faster. He felt stupid. He had lost control for just one second, and now the rest of his life was sure to be a mess. Well, maybe not his life, but at least until he could get out of this house. It had been fun living with everyone, but there was no way that he could stay now.
He knew that the moment that Kouhei caught up to him, the other boy would have to reject him. It would suck to have to find a new roommate, and still live in that house, as awkward as things were bound to be now, and it would hurt much too much to see Kouhei everyday, and know that the other was disgusted with him, so he would have to leave. It hurt to even think about that, but not nearly as much as the alternative.
'You're an Idiot, Kiyosumi," Sengoku told himself. He stopped in his tracks, reverting to his half human form, tail and ears out, and waited, not bothering to turn around. He waited for heartbreak. He waited for pain. He waited to be condemned by the one person who's opinion he'd come to care about. He waited for Kouhei Tanaka to catch up.
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Kunimitsu wrapped his arms tightly around his koi, pulling him back into his lap and onto the bed. He kissed Fuji's neck twice, and took a deep breath. This wasn't so bad. He figured that he could tell Fuji if they could just stay like this. He could do this.
"When I was six years old," Kunimitsu began softly, tightening his arms around Fuji even more. "I was abducted, by a man who I think was in his late twenties. No, I don't remember what he looks like, so please do not ask. I remember everything about the week I was with him, except for what he looked like, and where I was. Somehow, that part just slipped out of my memories. I don't... I just don't... Remember it."
"It's fine," Fuji soothed him softly, rubbing the arm that was still around him. "It's alright if you don't remember. Perhaps it's best that you don't remember."
"Hnn," Kunimitsu said, noncommittally, "You're the first to have told me that. The police kept telling me that I had to remember. My parents asked me to please remember. Everyone told me that people like that will only continue doing it until they are caught. No one has ever told me that not remembering might be best."
"I.. Do agree that people like that never change, but... That doesn't mean that it's fair to put all of that pressure on you. You were just a kid."
"I still wish that I could have remembered for them. It would have made it all easier if I did..." Kunimitsu sighed, "But it doesn't matter now. My... Abductor was never captured, and the case went cold. Even now, it would take something huge to open that case back up again." Fuji snuggled closer back against him, and Kunimitsu smiled slightly.
"It was a Tuesday, as I remember it," Kunimitsu went on. "I had been at the park, playing tennis against the wall." Fuji almost smiled, thinking about Eiji's joke about Kunimitsu having played tennis since he was inside of the womb. "I was actually on my way back home. We only lived two blocks from the park, and no one was really worried about... No one thought that something would happen to me. I was always mature for my age, so I understand that they didn't treat me like a child.
"I think that he must have hit my head at some point, because my memory of when he actually took me is fuzzy. Next thing I really new, I was somewhere else. I didn't know where I was, but I was scared. I had always known that adults were people that could be trusted, but I also knew that being somewhere that I didn't know, and where I did not want to be was bad, very bad, and whoever took me there could not have been a nice person. I was well aware of there being 'not nice' people in the world.
"I was there for a day and a half before I even saw him again. In that time I had had no food or water, and by the time he didn't come into that little room where he kept me, I was willing to do nearly anything for it. Maybe that was what he had in mind. I don't know. He tried to gain my trust, after that. For the next two days he was completely smiles; promises, sweets..."
"You hate sweets," Fuji said softly, not knowing why he said it.
"I do now.
"He brought me cakes mostly, with milk, and asked me if it was good. He promised me that I could go home soon. He told me that this was a... Vacation, of sorts, and that my parents knew, and that I would see them later. He never told me when 'later' was. He never told me when anything was going to happen. He played games with me, normal board games, card games. I came to think of him as a friend of sorts. The fifth day I was there, he touched me for the first time. He touched me through my pants, and then pulled back. I didn't understand what he was doing. I didn't know anything about that. All I knew was that my 'friend' was acting strangely. So I asked.
"He asked me if I wanted to play a game. All of the other games we had played before had been fun, so I said that I would try it. I didn't know... He told me to take off my pants, and I did, almost without a second thought. This man brought me food, water, and played games with me. He was my friend, he wouldn't hurt me...
"Touching me was all that he did that day. He left after that, and I didn't see him again until the next day. The next day... He was like a completely different person. He didn't smile... He just kissed me, groped me, and then..."
"He took you..." Fuji finished, his breath catching. Kunimitsu tightened his hold on the tensai again, knowing that by now his hands might leave bruises. But he couldn't let go.
"Dry," Kunimitsu confirmed. "It was like something had snapped inside of him. I was scared, confused, and angry. I was angry that he would hurt me like that. I had trusted him. He released inside of me, and then just laid there. He sighed at me, and said that he didn't have a choice now. He told me that he had to kill me. I didn't want to die. I was scared and confused, perhaps broken, but I knew that I didn't want to die.
"I don't know why I did it. There was a knife in the room that we always used to cut the cakes. I just grabbed it, and stabbed..." Kunimitsu placed his head on Shusuke's hair, burying his face in the brunette locks. "I stabbed him in the leg. There was so much blood... I was sure that he was going to die. I was so scared... I didn't want to think that I had killed someone. He pulled the knife out of his leg, and he stabbed out at me." Kunimitsu took Fuji's hand in his and moved it to his right shoulder. Fuji's fingers traced the contour of a scar there. "I wasn't born left handed, you know."
"... What happened?" Fuji asked, his throat tight with unshed tears.
"I'm not sure," Kunimitsu answered, "He knew that he hadn't inflicted a wound that would kill me, but he just stood and limped to the door. He just left. The police found me the next day."
Everything was silent for several moments.
"I still love you, Kunimitsu," Fuji said softly, leaning his head back to kiss the other boy's cheek.
"He could be dead, Fuji." He used Fuji's last name, as if to make a point.
"I'd still love you."
"I love you, too, but..."
"Kunimitsu..." Fuji said softly, "I will always love you. Even if, someday, you stop loving me, I will still love you."
"I will never stop loving you."
"So you say," Fuji said softly. "Mitsu... Do you ever want children?"
"I do," Kunimitsu said softly, "But I want to raise them with you."
"I'm a man, Kunimitsu," Fuji whispered.
"Then we could adopt," Kunimitsu answered, "Or donate our sperm for a surrogate mother." He turned the tensai to face him. "Shusuke, I know that we are young, but I want to live out the rest of my life with you. I want you, and no one else, by my side, for however long you will have me. I've never been this sure about anything else before in my life. This is what I want. You are what I want."
"Kunimitsu... Before you say all of that... Before you make any promises... I... I have some things that I still need to tell you..."
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"Sengoku-kun... I..." Kouhei lost his nerve. He always lost his nerve.
"It's alright," Sengoku said, not turning around. His voice seemed strangely monotone. "You don't have to say anything. I understand. It's alright that you hate me now. Don't worry, I'll move out, so you don't have to worry about me doing weird stuff like that to you anymore." He half turned his head, so that he saw Kouhei just out of the corner of his eye. "I know that you don't want to hear this, but I really like you. Goodbye." Sengoku turned his forward again, and began to walk away.
His body moved without him having to think about it. All of a sudden, Kouhei was pulling Sengoku back around, and pulling his face down for a kiss. For a couple of minutes, Kouhei just kissed a stunned-still Sengoku, before finally pulling back for some much needed air.
"Where is the Sengoku-kun that I came to know?" He demanded. "The one who's infallibly happy, and always pushing his friends together and who always looks on the bright side!" He clenched his fists. "Where's the Kiyosumi Sengoku that I've come to like so much?!"
They both stood silently for a moment, there faces still only inches apart. Finally, Sengoku spoke. "Are you sure about this?"
Kouhei smiled, and laughed, "Don't I look serious?" He did.
Sengoku smiled, and their lips met halfway in their first, and certainly not last, consensual kiss.
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"Kunimitsu, I..."
"Shusuke, you don't have to tell me anything that you don't want to, or that you're not ready to," Kunimitsu said comfortingly, rubbing Fuji's arm softly, as both leaned back against the headboard of their bed. It was already starting to get dark outside. Fuji wondered for a moment if it was because of the snow, but then saw that it was already nine. Somehow, they had missed dinner. Perhaps Eiji had helped to keep them alone. That was nice, if it was him. Just as likely would be Ryoma, and no one would dare to argue with the mind-reader.
"No... I want to," Fuji said softly, shoving all other thoughts away. "I can tell you... I want to... You need to know..." He took a deep breath and shuddered as he released the air. "Kunimitsu... When I was younger... When things were really bad... I tried to kill myself. Twice."
Kunimitsu sat there, looking stunned, but not like he was judging Fuji's every move. "How old were you?"
That hadn't been the question Fuji had expected to come first, but he answered it anyway, "The first time, I was around eight. I tried to OD on my mother's sleeping pills. That was the same day that Yumiko saved me. She's the one that took me to the hospital. They were mad so mad... That I would make them spend money like that... I never told the doctors that I had been trying to kill myself, and they just thought that I had taken them by mistake. I think I heard Yumiko say something about me thinking that they were like candy vitamins, but I'm not sure. I was pretty delusional."
"And the second?"
"That one was right after we moved to Tokyo... Before I met you..." Fuji shuddered to even think of a time without Kunimitsu's comforting presence in it. "I..." Fuji stopped talking, and moved just enough so that his left arm was no longer pressed up against Kunimitsu, and then used his right hand to wipe something off of his wrist. It was skin colored, and it took Kunimitsu a moment to realize that it was cover up. Like a woman's makeup. Underneath was a long pinkish scar, slashed horizontally across the tensai's wrist. "I use the cover up, because it's too hard to explain it otherwise," Fuji informed him. "I... Really don't know who found me that time. Yumiko told me that it wasn't her, and Yuta wasn't even in town, he was visiting a friend back in Chiba."
"... Your parents?"
"Not a chance," Fuji murmured, not meeting his eyes. "My father wouldn't have gotten off work for another five hours, and my mother had disappeared for a few days. She didn't come back until I had been in the hospital for five days, and she had left two days before that. Besides, I doubt either of them would have helped me out. They probably would have rejoiced that their demon-son was dieing."
"Shusuke..." Kunimitsu said softly. "I'm sure that your parents love you, deep down. If they didn't love you, they wouldn't have had you."
"... I think that they loved me in the beginning," Fuji replied, "But they're afraid of me, Kunimitsu. They don't see me when they look at me, they see an illusion that they cooked up. It's like... I'm just not their son anymore..." They were both silent for a moment, then Kunimitsu kissed the tensai's head lightly.
Fuji sighed softly, and pulled Kunimitsu's lips to his, his tongue working its way into the warm caverns of the other's mouth. Kunimitsu made a sound like he was pleased, and kissed back, taking Fuji's tongue and sucked on it like he knew the tensai liked. The buchou moved until he was leaning over the tensai, straddling his hips, and their kisses became more heated.
Kunimitsu began to unbutton Fuji's shirt with he teeth, nipping at the flesh underneath and then softening the sting with long licks of his wet tongue. Fuji moaned quietly to think that this time, they wouldn't be interrupted. He moaned a little louder at remembering that these walls were soundproofed, as proved by the fact that Kajimoto and Wakato were just on the other side of the wall, and they had never heard a peep from the pair's 'activities', though they did see Wakato rub his backside some days, all smiles.
Shoving all thoughts out of his head, as he seemed to do quite often these days, Fuji pulled Kunimitsu up for another kiss, his fingers working on the buttons of the buchou's shirt as their lips tangled in a battle for dominance. A battle Fuji knew that he had already given up sometime ago.
Both of their shirts now removed, Kunimitsu left the tensai's mouth, leaving a trail of kisses down the tensai's chest and stomach. When he reached the other's pants, he looked up at Fuji, his eyes wondering.
"Are..." Fuji was breathless, like he had just played in a long tennis match, and they hadn't even really done anything yet. Still, the sight of Kunimitsu, looking up at him and wondering from so close to that place was really hot. Fuji knew for a fact that his face must be flushed. "... You sure, about this? Do you want this?"
A throaty laugh was the reply. "Can't you see that I want this? I want you, Shusuke," Kunimitsu's voice was husky with the lust that they were both feeling, and Fuji smiled. They both wanted this, and Kunimitsu wasn't afraid, despite the things that had happened to him. "I love you, Shusuke. Always."
"Aa, Always," Fuji said, and Kunimitsu slowly slipped his pants off.
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Author's Note- Ohayou Minna! Um... So, this is about the last scene... I will not be writing the lemon, I don't think, because I don't want to change my story rating to M for something that happens this late in the story... So please don't be upset... I suppose that if enough people wanted to read it (Oo) I could write it and then post it somewhere else, but I would rather write on the actual story than do that. Besides, it's not like you DON'T KNOW what's going to happen (The lemon, I mean).
Also, about the Ayame mini chapter... I was thinking about making the readers kill him, so if you do not want to be in the chapter, just tell me in your review (Or you can tell me to put you in it too). If you do not review, but I want to put you in it, I will take your lack of review as consent. I do this because I don't know if RaiPeonix015 will have time to review, and I want Rai in it...
Oh! None of you are going to believe it! I KNOW THE ENDING!!! YAY! Knowing the ending means that this story is probably getting close(r) to over, which means probably about ten more chapters. Also... I think that I might right a sequel, revolving around Momo and Ryoma, after they've all grown up. Would any of you be interested in reading that? (It will be MPreg).
Anyway, that's all for now! See you all soon!