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PoT FIC: Hands (InuKai)
inukai away
This isn't at all what I was expecting.

Hands by Halrloprillalar / prillalar
Prince of Tennis, InuKai, 600 words, PG.
Inui can't help himself.

They've been in Inui's room half an hour and Inui has already touched Kaidoh sixteen times. He can't help himself: a hand on Kaidoh's shoulder, fingers on his arm, knees bumping together. It's new to Inui, this itch under his skin, this impulse he can't control. He breathes a little faster, talks a little more, and his hands keep reaching out before he can pull them back.

Kaidoh doesn't notice. He hunches forward over the manual Inui gave him, eyes on the page, hands on the page. Inui bends down, closer to the skin over Kaidoh's collar, to the hair brushing his neck. He breathes in, body heat and fabric softener, and it sends a shiver through his chest and gut and groin.

His fingers stretch to hook under the collar, to slide down Kaidoh's throat, and Inui knows that's too much, it's not the way he should be touching Kaidoh, even once, but he wants it. His hands want it, his body wants it. Inui clenches his fingers into his palm, but they curl out again, Inui breathes in again, and he stops trying to stop.

Kaidoh turns his head. Inui stops. Kaidoh's face is five centimetres away, maybe four and a half. Inui can see the pores on Kaidoh's nose, the dent above his upper lip, an eyelash on his cheek. Blood fills Inui's head, his throat swells, he doesn't move. Kaidoh doesn't move. "Senpai," Kaidoh says, and his breath is hot on Inui's mouth.

Inui jerks back, pulls his hands in close to his body. Kaidoh hisses and hunches down again. He stares at the manual. His hands are fists. "Excuse me," Inui says, and leaves the room.

In the bathroom, he splashes water on his face and rubs it with a towel until it stings. He wants to go, to leave Kaidoh in his room and run. He stops outside the door and counts to fifty before he goes back in.

Kaidoh doesn't look up. Inui sits down on the floor, further away than before, and picks up the notes he's working on. He can hear Kaidoh breathing. He reads the same line four times. It makes no sense.

"Inui-senpai," Kaidoh says and Inui looks up. "This formation, could you..."

"What is it?" Inui says and Kaidoh lunges at him, grabs his shoulders, presses his mouth against Inui's. The notes crumple in Inui's hand. Kaidoh forces Inui back against the side of the bed, he kisses Inui again, pushing at Inui's lips until Inui opens his mouth.

Inui opens his mouth. He kisses back, his skin stinging all over, his arms trapped at his sides. He doesn't know what he's doing, he hasn't thought that far ahead, but he moves his mouth like Kaidoh does and feels a shout pressing at his lungs, trying to be heard.

Kaidoh pulls back, lets Inui go. Inui wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Kaidoh," he says and it's almost hard to talk with the smile that stretches his cheeks. "Where did you learn how to do that?"

Kaidoh's face goes red, his fists clench. He jumps up and scrambles for his bag, cramming his books inside it.

"Wait," Inui says, but Kaidoh goes, slamming the door like a slap in Inui's face. Inui doesn't run after him. He pulls his knees up to his chest, to keep it from opening up. He wonders who else Kaidoh's been kissing. He wonders if he cares.

Inui gets out his mobile and sends a text: I'm sorry. There's no reply.

The next day at school, Kaidoh asks Inui for advice on his serve. They work on it for most of the practice.

Inui keeps his hands to himself.


Comments of any kind are always welcome.

♥ ♥ ♥

You always manage to say so much about these two in so few words. I love the way you write them both. m(_ _)m

So where did Kaidoh learn to do that? ^_^

Thank you! Poor Inui, he always seems to mess things up somehow.

So where did Kaidoh learn to do that?

Everyone gets to decide that for themselves. :) Me, I'm for Fuji.

Oh Inui. He should learn to keep his hands to himself. :D

Inui has no clue. But, seriously, who does at that age? :)

I love no-impulse-control!Inui. It's so cute. But why no kissing at the end? D: I hope Inui's not going to pass up a chance to gain data on mutual sexual development or whatever ...


I know, it's unlike me not to have them fixed up by the end. But they can't be happy in every alternate reality, poor things.

His pillow, Inui! His pillow and no one else!

That was so sweet and wah inducing. I love your InuKai, Hal. &hearts

His pillow, Inui! His pillow and no one else!

You think? :D

I don't know why I felt like something sad, but at least I got something written down.

Oh, Inui, why are you always such a complete dork? :( ♥ :( They'll work it out, right?

Oh, Inui, 15 much? Either they'll work it out or Inui's loss will be Fuji's gain. :D

I like to believe that yes, Kaidoh would smell like fabric softner.

He seems the type that would always be clean, clean, clean except for when he's been working out or playing tennis. And I'm sure his mother does his laundry with extra love.

Oh, Inui. Your poor boyfriend just wanted some sugar. D:

Someone needs to beat Inui with the Clue Bat. Maybe Kaidoh will have another go later.

You are a master of the building-up, but lately your stories leave me a bitter aftertaste. Maybe because the boys tend to make things unnecessarily complicated (Momo and Horio, the bug story, this one). Maybe because I am too simple and like my happy endings. Maybe because I dislike angst, over a certain amount. Maybe because you can do just these many things with the same couple over and over again.

But the thing is that I loved it until Kaidoh ran away. This calls for a sequel : ) Or not, if you wanted to leave it at that.

That's really interesting. I wonder if the straightforward stories give more of what we want from ship fic. (Something I've been thinking about a lot lately.) I've actually always been frustrated with a lot of my InuKai fic because I felt it was too simple, that I couldn't let them hurt or be hurt, because I love them too much.

Lately, although I love to read more straightforward stories, especially about Inui and Kaidoh, I don't find them as satisfying to write. I actually meant to write something simple and sweet about them when I sat down -- I'm not sure where this came from. (Not that this is all that complicated, really, just frustrating. But I think it's one way it could go.)

I doubt there will be a sequel -- I mostly just wanted to get back into fanfic mode so I could start my spring fluff fic -- but I'll see if I can think of something sweeter for later. Because I want them to be happy and angst-free too. ♥

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Ouch Inui, you really shouldn't have said that.

But lovely story, as always! Awkward young love at its best. :D

Thank you. :) Poor Inui -- he just doesn't get people.

And then Kaidoh confessed his true love to Inui and Inui cried and hugged Kaidoh tight and they were together forever and moved to Canada and got married and had three cats and a guinea pig named Sparkles.


Aw... the ending leaves me with an ache. *squishes them both* Hopefully it'll work out between them.

*rushes off to class*

I hope so too. When I posted this, I hoped it wouldn't make you too sad. *hugs*

Oh Inui, insert foot into mouth much? That boy, no sense sometimes and such a (granted, lovable, but still) dweeb. And Kaidoh...

Anime!Inui especially, poor lamb. I hope Kaidoh doesn't give up.

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Adorkable Inui. Somehow I think he won't grow out of that. :)

I only open my mouth to switch my feet. Inui, oh Inui.

I like this. And in response to the whole bitter versus sweet discussion. I think... as nice sweet fluff fics are- they tend to repeat themselves across the fandom. I enjoy what you write, bitter or not, simply because your take on these two is so unique. *blather*

In short: I liked this, as per usual.

I'm really glad you enjoyed it. :) It's hard to come up with fresh scenarios for these two, I think, because of the narrow scope of the canon. I'm glad there's a variety to read -- I wouldn't want the fluff to go away.

I loved the ending of this one. It's sort of exactly the tone I'd want with these two, the hanging-in-limbo feeling and frustration.

He pulls his knees up to his chest, to keep it from opening up.

:( :( ♥

I'm glad. I thought about making it more resolved, but it felt like a cheat. Oh, boys. :(