drown
Written weeks ago? XD;
Title: Drown
Author: ieatchu / shikanashi_kk
Word Count: 508
Rating: PG
Pairing: Niou Masaharu / Kirihara Akaya
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all of its characters do not belong to me.
Summary: Niou wants Kirihara to himself in the same way Kirihara is jealous.
drown
The kid's definitely troubled. You can tell by the way his movements aren't as confident anymore, or by the way his eyes dart unsurely towards the side before doing or saying anything else. Then again, Kirihara had always been such an easy book to read and Niou hates that.
He hates the fact that everyone can read Kirihara as easily as he can and it's like there's no part of the boy that belongs to him and only him because everyone knows what he knows.
Niou turns his head, and doesn't move when the girl beside him sidles closer and hugs his arm. The girl talks about lunch and motels, and Niou nods nonchalantly before sliding his gaze back to the boy.
Kirihara looks away, pretends he hasn't been caught staring. He frowns, and takes a bite off his tuna sandwich with a scowl. Beside him, Yukimura asks him if something's the matter and Kirihara flushes.
Niou feels annoyance prickle at the back of his neck.
Above the girl's shrill voice telling him about new movies and places that no one really goes to anymore, he can hear Kirihara's usual complaints about his English homework. Then, he sees Yukimura smile after, not so usual, and hears his captain's soothing voice ask a question.
"Would you like to come over to my house then?"
Niou stands abruptly, tells the spluttering girl that he's gay and walks towards his teammates. He waves hi, asks them what's up, and pulls Kirihara away in a span of five seconds.
Kirihara splutters just like the girl, but the difference is that it's cute when he does it. Niou pulls him across the field and towards the clubroom because not surprisingly, it's open even though it's just lunch. (Yukimura is the only one who has the key. How sly.)
"W-wait, Niou-sempai --"
He locks the door and pushes Kirihara against it, trapping him between his arms. He shrugs nonchalantly at the kid's weirded out expression. "I won't let girls touch me," he said, playing with the curls just beside Kirihara's ears that are slowly turning pink. He leans closer. "Just don't let Yukimura touch you."
Kirihara turns red completely and he splutters again, before shutting his mouth and trying to regain what dignity he had left. "Niou-sempai, if this is a joke --"
So Niou kisses him and tells him it's not a joke because it's hard when the thing you're most possessive about is the thing that everyone can easily touch and Kirihara's so open and predictable and so readable.
When they pull away, Kirihara's knees are weak and his eyes are unfocused so he closes them and shakes the stars away before asking quite innocently. "Just Yukimura-buchou?"
Niou growls and kisses him again.
"Everyone."
Tricksters seem to float on air, but when something catches their eye, they'll hold onto that something because they love how it feels to sink.
And Niou kisses Kirihara harder and harder until they both can't breathe because Kirihara's the only one that makes him drown.
end
Comments and concrit are very much appreciated and loved~! :"> ♥
Thank you for reading!
Title: Drown
Author: ieatchu / shikanashi_kk
Word Count: 508
Rating: PG
Pairing: Niou Masaharu / Kirihara Akaya
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all of its characters do not belong to me.
Summary: Niou wants Kirihara to himself in the same way Kirihara is jealous.
drown
The kid's definitely troubled. You can tell by the way his movements aren't as confident anymore, or by the way his eyes dart unsurely towards the side before doing or saying anything else. Then again, Kirihara had always been such an easy book to read and Niou hates that.
He hates the fact that everyone can read Kirihara as easily as he can and it's like there's no part of the boy that belongs to him and only him because everyone knows what he knows.
Niou turns his head, and doesn't move when the girl beside him sidles closer and hugs his arm. The girl talks about lunch and motels, and Niou nods nonchalantly before sliding his gaze back to the boy.
Kirihara looks away, pretends he hasn't been caught staring. He frowns, and takes a bite off his tuna sandwich with a scowl. Beside him, Yukimura asks him if something's the matter and Kirihara flushes.
Niou feels annoyance prickle at the back of his neck.
Above the girl's shrill voice telling him about new movies and places that no one really goes to anymore, he can hear Kirihara's usual complaints about his English homework. Then, he sees Yukimura smile after, not so usual, and hears his captain's soothing voice ask a question.
"Would you like to come over to my house then?"
Niou stands abruptly, tells the spluttering girl that he's gay and walks towards his teammates. He waves hi, asks them what's up, and pulls Kirihara away in a span of five seconds.
Kirihara splutters just like the girl, but the difference is that it's cute when he does it. Niou pulls him across the field and towards the clubroom because not surprisingly, it's open even though it's just lunch. (Yukimura is the only one who has the key. How sly.)
"W-wait, Niou-sempai --"
He locks the door and pushes Kirihara against it, trapping him between his arms. He shrugs nonchalantly at the kid's weirded out expression. "I won't let girls touch me," he said, playing with the curls just beside Kirihara's ears that are slowly turning pink. He leans closer. "Just don't let Yukimura touch you."
Kirihara turns red completely and he splutters again, before shutting his mouth and trying to regain what dignity he had left. "Niou-sempai, if this is a joke --"
So Niou kisses him and tells him it's not a joke because it's hard when the thing you're most possessive about is the thing that everyone can easily touch and Kirihara's so open and predictable and so readable.
When they pull away, Kirihara's knees are weak and his eyes are unfocused so he closes them and shakes the stars away before asking quite innocently. "Just Yukimura-buchou?"
Niou growls and kisses him again.
"Everyone."
Tricksters seem to float on air, but when something catches their eye, they'll hold onto that something because they love how it feels to sink.
And Niou kisses Kirihara harder and harder until they both can't breathe because Kirihara's the only one that makes him drown.
end
Comments and concrit are very much appreciated and loved~! :"> ♥
Thank you for reading!