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MOMOKAI
Jun 14, 2010 9:10:13 GMT -5
Post by G ♥ t h i k a l e a on Jun 14, 2010 9:10:13 GMT -5
Okay so this fic is LONG, and really bad.
I swear, only if you have nothing better to do, should you read this fic.
I'm srs.
But it's MomoKai, so I guess that gives me points.
>U<;
[ S p r i n g B r e a k ] . . .
I n W h i c h || M o m o || H a s A C r u s h O n || K a i d o h ||
Brightly, the sun shone on the gracefully falling sakura blossoms. The bright blue sky was accented by bright white fluffy clouds, and a nice breeze ensured that it was just the perfect temperature. To top it all off, today was the first day of spring break. As the bell rang, all of the students in Seishun Gakuen hurriedly packed up to go home; they couldn't wait to swim at the beach, to go to different districts, to enjoy their vacation to the fullest.
Everyone except two people - Kaidoh Kaoru and Momoshiro Takeshi.
Kaidoh was understandable. He wasn't the type of person to let time be wasted, and, well, to him break was the same. So instead of hurrying like everyone else, he carefully put his racket into its bag, taking care to make sure he didn't scratch it...All routine. After this, he'd run ten kilometres, do a few hundred swings, then practice his Boomerang Snake in the river. By the time he was done, he'd have enough time to review his textbooks and do his homework before his mother finished dinner.
Yes, as usual, everything was routin----
"Hey, Mamushi!"
Kaidoh emitted a hiss; that voice belonging to...that boy, it wasn't part of what should happen. No, Momoshiro always left him alone before he went home; he'd usually go out to eat burgers with Echizen. Especially today, because Momo had somewhere to go to vacation...right? Just like everyone else? So he could be left alone. With this in mind, he walked toward the door of the clubhouse more swiftly, wishing to get on with his jogging.
"Mamushi, wait up!" Momoshiro complained. He, too, quickened his pace and grabbed Kaidoh's wrist.
The teen automatically yanked his wrist away. "Fsssshuuu. What do you want, teme?"
Momo growled. "What'd you call me, Mamushi?"
"I told you not to call me Mamushi! Mamushi, Mamushi, it's all that comes out of your loudmouth!" Now he was pissed. Couldn't that idiot just leave him alone? Kaidoh grabbed Momoshiro's shirt and yanked him closer, challenging him to a fight.
Momoshiro responded by gripping his rival's shirt as well. "It fits you, because you're a baka-idiot Mamushi!"
"Moron, baka and idiot mean the same thing!"
"So does moron!"
"You looking for a fight? Huh?"
"Bring it on, Mamushi!"
Oishi, however had had enough of all this, and intervened. "Stop it!" Unlike the others, he'd had to stay behind and make sure everything was locked up properly, as the Vice-Captain. The two let go of each other, but still scowled bitterly.
"Ha! And to think I was going to ask if I could spend the spring break with you," Momoshiro spat, then sighed. "Whatever, that makes me as stupid as you, doesn't it?" He picked up his tennis racket and walked out ahead of the other two.
As the vice-captain sighed and locked up the clubhouse, Kaidoh stood there a little stunned.
'He wanted to spend the spring break with me...? Nani...?'
"Baka Mamushi," Momoshiro muttered under his breath, pedaling his bike home. It was true that usually his parents took him on vacation during break, but this time around they'd been too busy to. Which was disappointing, but he knew that Kaidoh also didn't go on vacations.
Which was the main point.
The problem was, for a while now, he'd liked Kaidoh. At first he'd tried to ignore it, telling himself that he was crazy. After all, they were rivals...That would just be awkward, wouldn't it? But after a while he just gave in, and took advantage of whenever he could to start a fight (because he got to touch Kaidoh~) --- the only way he knew how to get Mamushi's attention. At times he wondered why he liked the Viper. After all, his face was scary, and he was so uncommunicative. His voice was deep and harsh, and there was also his stupid bandana to take into account. But in the end he realized that all of the things he seemed to hate about Kaidoh...Well, those were the things that attracted him most.
Besides, Kaidoh was...Really...Buff. From all the training. Which, of course, Momoshiro knew, because of his stalker mode --- any afternoon he wasn't eating burgers with Echizen, he followed Kaidoh home. He'd always start with running, but then he'd go to the river he loved so much. Oh, how Momoshiro got jealous when Inui'd asked him to do doubles together. The fact that his whole training menu was Inui's...Well, that irritated him even more. Anyway, Momo knew a lot more about his rival than Kaidoh probably thought.
About how Kaidoh couldn't resist cats. And dogs. How he had about ten of the same identical bandana, which he always washed, but also had other colors. Momoshiro knew about Kaidoh's habits (must clean room everyday! Do not leave toilet seat up! Always indent whenever starting paragraphs!)...Both in real life and in tennis. He bet that, with how much he'd watched Kaidoh, he would probably be able to do the boomerang snake himself already.
...And so he'd wanted to try spending time with his rival. But the problem was that...Well, Momoshiro was Momoshiro. He didn't know what to say or what to do...Not with Kaidoh; he was so used to just picking fights and arguing.
"Gaah! What should I do, what should I do?" He sighed, looking up at the sky.
Because, of course, the sky might be able to provide the answers to his relationship's predicament.
"Hey, watch out--"
But the warning came too late, and soon Momoshiro found himself on the floor, swearing because his bike had turned over.
"Ahh...Oh well," the person that had tried to warn him sighed, then left. Momo was left on the floor, a little dazed. He wondered what he had run over; this route was familiar to him and there wasn't usually anything here to trip over. As he scanned the damage of his bike, he winced --- what he had run over was not a rock or some stray pebble, but instead an animal. Upon further inspection, he realized that it was a snake. It wasn't very big, only about the length of his arm, and was a dullish dark green. Luckily the snake didn't seem to be too hurt, just a scratch or two, but Momo wondered whether or not he should attempt to touch it --- what if it was poisonous? After staring at it a while, it hissed and slithered towards Momoshiro. He pet it with two fingers, and it lightly placed its fangs on Momoshiro's hand, but pulled back. Instead of breaking skin, the snake just hissed and curled around Momoshiro's wrist. He found this strangely endearing, and it made his mind up for him.
"I'll take you to the pet store, then." The boy wondered if his mom would let him keep it as a pet. He'd name it Mamu-chan if he was allowed to, he decided. Although it wasn't a viper, its shade of green reminded him of Kaidoh's bandana.
"Ah, now I really want to keep you, Mamu-chan," he smiled, fondly petting its warm, scaly back. First things first, though, he had to find out more about it at the pet store...
"Meeeow. Meow. Meow." The sounds were soft, fragile, and went straight to Kaidoh's heart.
Kaidoh tried to resist it. He really did. He always did, of course. 'Jog, jog! Don't let it distract you! One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four---'
"Meeow..." This time it let out a broken sound, as if it was desperate.
The boy was alarmed, and he wondered what was wrong.
'It'll only set my practice off by a few minutes,' he reasoned, leaning in to pet the peachy-colored mammal. However, the sight that he met made him wince. The kitty was cute, all right. Perhaps cuter than the other ones he'd seen (although none beat Echizen's cat). There wasn't anything wrong with it, and Kaidoh would have loved to take it home (which his parents would not have agreed with), except for a small detail.
Its leg was half-detached; it looked like someone had tried to pry it off, but decided the task was too hard, and had left it there unfinished. Blood was matted on its fur, and it lay on its side, unable to move. Kaidoh wondered how it had gotten into this mess, and picked it up as cautiously as he could, walking towards the pet store --- he couldn't just leave it like this, and he hated to bring animals to the pound. The pound never took care of the animals, and in its condition, they'd probably put the cat to sleep. So the pet store was the only choice he had.
The cat let out another broken meow, and Kaidoh fought back a sob. How had it ended up like this, anyway?
"I'll take care of you, don't worry," he whispered.
Momo had called home after the pet store owner had confirmed that, no, the snake wasn't poisonous or harmful, and his mother had been a little frightened at having a snake in the house, but after Momoshiro said he really wanted it and that he promised to take care of it, she gave in. The pet store owner informed him on how to feed his snake and what type of environment it should be in. It was a lot of work, Momo thought, but it was okay. After all, it was better than leaving it for other bikers to trip over.
Kaidoh entered the store, not looking where he was going, too busy making sure that the cat was in the most comfortable position it could be. So he bumped into the back of someone he'd rather not see right now.
Someone named Momoshiro Takeshi.
"What the hell are you doing here, teme?" He hissed.
"Shh, be quiet. I think he's sleeping."
"..?" Kaidoh looked at his kitten. It didn't seem to be asleep, only half-dead from its bleeding, mutated leg.
"Gaah, you woke it up," Momo complained, holding a plastic bag in his hands. Kaidoh sort of wondered what it was; did Momo really have a pet? "Now it's gonna crawl all over me again! This is your fault, baaaka."
Kaidoh was getting pissed off. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Momo held out his other arm, which Mamu-chan was happily slithering around. It reached Momoshiro's shoulder and hissed; the boy groaned. "See? It keeps going on my shoulder, and then it goes around my neck, and it likes to stay there, which tickles and suffocates me, you know."
Kaidoh sort of wondered how the hell Momo got a pet snake, but right now his cat's condition was more important. "Make sure you take care of that, baka. It'll probably die in your hands. I hope it suffocates you," Kaidoh said, in his deep voice, and for good measure, hissed. At this noise, the snake stopped curling around Momoshiro's neck and sort of, like, stared at Kaidoh. Kaidoh stared back, and after a while, the snake hissed back. It seemed like a challenge to Kaoru.
"Fshuu."
"Hiss."
What the hell? Was Momo's pet attempting to provoke him? "Fshuuuu."
"Hissss."
Stupid snake...! "Fshuuuuuu."
"Hissssss."
"Aww, stop it," Momo interjected, punching Kaidoh away lightly. "Don't argue with Ma--ehm, my snake. Of course he'll hiss. He's a snake, baka."
"Hmph." Kaidoh pushed past Momo roughly, walking towards the store owner's counter. "Your pets are as stupid as you are."
"Take care of your own pet before insulting mine," Momoshiro said loudly, walking out. Just as he closed the door, he added with a grin, "And I think it rather resembles you, Mamushi."
"Teme," Kaidoh muttered, then completed his walk to the counter. "Excuse me, is there anything you can do about this cat...?"
After one look at it, the man standing there took it from Kaidoh's arms. "Ahh. I...I'll take care of him, as my last cat died of old age... Do you want him back at a certain date? You don't have to pay me anything, "
Kaidoh looked at the cat, which didn't even have the strength to look back at him. He knew his parents wouldn't approve, and besides, it'd be better off with this man; he was a much more suitable owner than him.
"It's alright. You can keep him."
The owner smiled. "You don't know what this means to me. He looks just like my old cat - but you should be able to name him, right? Because you found him."
"..." He looked at the cat, and the perfect name came to him. After a moment's hesitation, Kaidoh replied, "...Peach, I think. I think it should be named Peach."
"That's a nice name...Well, have a good day, sir."
It was as he was walking out that he was reminded of something. He cursed inwardly.
"Baka, Peach means Momo in English. I guess you like me more than you let on."
"Teme...What are you still doing here?"
"Waiting for your ugly face to go away." Which, of course, Momo didn't mean. He loved to stare at Kaidoh's face. But he didn't need to know that.
Kaoru entered a fighting stance. "Why you...Are you looking for a fight?"
"Bring it o---"
"Hisssss."
Momoshiro was startled, but then remembered his true purpose for staying behind. "Ahh. I forgot, I need a glass tank..." He walked back inside the store, wondering how he was going to carry it home alone. Should he strap it to his bike?
"Baka. How the hell are you going to carry a glass tank home?"
"I'm strong, I'm strong~! Much stronger than you, anyhow, Mamushi!"
"Fshuu!" Kaidoh had thought of helping Momo, but now he didn't feel like it anymore. "You'll waste lots of Yen yet before you can lift anything by yourself, bastard." He stood by the door, thinking to laugh at Momoshiro.
'Ahh, I'm in trouble now,' Momo thought, as he paid for the case. 'How should I lift this? How? Well, I won't lose to Mamushi! I won't, I can't!' And so he wrapped Mamu-chan around his shoulder loosely and picked the tank up with both hands. He automatically began to lean backwards, in order to stay balanced. 'Argh! Heavy, heavy!'
"Young man, do you need help with that?" The store owner asked worriedly.
"No, no, I'm fine! If it's just this, I can do it!" Momo weakly grinned, taking large, wobbly steps. The tank was on the verge of falling with each movement.
The man understood Momo's pride, but found it childish. "Ahh...be careful..."
"I'll be fine, I'll be fine." Okay, so now he was at the door. How could he open the door? Should he turn around and open it with his back--? And then he had to take his bike home, too...
But it opened by itself.
"Nani?"
"Baka, don't turn down help that you need," Kaidoh muttered, grabbing the other side of the tank. Immediately the burden lessened, but Momo was torn between telling Kaidoh to buzz off, he didn't need help, and to accepting it. Kaidoh seemed to understand Momo's feelings, and glared at his rival. "Don't be an idiot for once."
"..."
Roughly, Kaidoh ended the conversation by saying, "Ikuzo."
They walked all the way to Momo's home with the tank, and since Kaidoh had been nice enough to help him, Momo invited him in for a snack. Kaidoh had refused, but Momo tugged him inside anyway.
"Fshuu!"
"Mom! I'm home!"
"Welcome back, dear!" She came to greet her son, and was surprised to see another boy standing beside him.
"Ah...I'm sorry to intrude," Kaidoh said nervously, blushing. He wasn't used to going around to other peoples' houses. Probably because the only real friend he had was Inui, and Inui didn't like having people coming over to his house.
"Oh, it's okay! Come anytime, it's nice to see Takeshi bringing friends to his house. Usually he just takes advantage of them by forcing them to pay for his huge appetite," she laughed.
"Aww, mom," muttered Momo. "Anyway, Mamushi ---"
"I have to get going, my practice---"
"I know you're hungry, come on, let's go get a snack." He grabbed his rival by the hand and led him to the kitchen. Mrs. Momoshiro smiled, retreating to her room; it wasn't time to start dinner yet, anyway.
After refusing every other type of food (pudding, jello, crackers, ice cream, popcorn, cereal, doughnuts, even gum -- I mean like, who eats gum for a snack?), Kaidoh simply settled for a pack of strawberry Pocky.
"Yuck, yuck, you like strawberry Pocky? Only girls like strawberry, boys like chocolate --"
Kaidoh was confused, not even wanting to be here. He needed to practice. "Why are you giving me this?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Momo asked surprisedly, halfway through his carton of ice cream. Some of it was smeared on his mouth, so he licked it off, and began to dig into the rest of the carton.
"That's disgusting," Kaidoh muttered under his breath, then said, "Why are you being so...Nice to me?"
Momo stopped eating to think about this. He wondered, too. What made him more brave today than all the other days? "Well, you were nice first." And he resumed.
"I helped you because you're an idiot."
"I'm feeding you because you're going to turn anorexic."
"Fshuuu. I'm not anorexic, and at least I'm not going to get fat like you, idiot."
"Waah? I work off everything I eat. Finished!" He put down the empty carton of ice cream and began to attack a jelly doughnut.
"Whatever, I'm going to finish my run." And with that, Kaidoh left the house.
"Mamu-chan, mamu-chan~" Momo was sitting by the river, absentmindedly playing with his new pet while Kaidoh practiced his swings.
"Why'd you name your stupid snake after me?" Splash.
"I didn't, I named it Mamu-chan, not Mamushi." Splash.
"Hmph." Whatever that means, Kaidoh thought. It's still obvious you named it after me. "Why'd you follow me?"
"'Cuz I wanted to." Splash.
"I don't want you here, you distract me." Splash.
"Why?" Momo held Mamu-chan up to the crimson red setting sun. It hissed, and Momo smiled in joy. "Because I'm so handsome?"
There was no splash this time. "What the hell did you say, bastard?" Momo looked at Kaidoh, who had stopped swinging his towel. He was blushing, and Momo found it adorable.
"I said I'm so handsome that I distract you," he grinned.
"Fsshuu!" Kaidoh turned his back and began to practice again. "If you're going to say stupid things that distract me then leave!"
"Hmph. You're just jealous that I'm so handsome." Ah, it was so fun to tease Mamushi.
Kaidoh said something incomprehensible.
"Hmm? What was that?" He continued to stroke his snake slowly. It hissed softly.
"..."
"...?"
He felt quite bad about saying this, but he didn't want someone so annoying staying around. "I said, Inui's much more handsome than you."
Momo stopped.
"What?" He called out distantly.
"You heard me."
There was a brief silence occasionally broken by the sound of water splashing.
"...Whatever, I have dinner to eat." Momoshiro stood up and began to walk away.
'Finally, he's gone,' Kaidoh thought, relieved. He didn't stop swinging, but as his rival left, Kaidoh watched his retreating back. 'But now, it seems...kind of, lonely?' He pushed the thoughts away and continued with his training. It was just that he missed Inui-senpai. Of course, that must be it.
Even after a distance, Momoshiro still didn't let himself cry.
"Baka, baka Mamushi. So I guess he does like Inui more in the end. Well, who cares about him?"
"Hiss."
"...Mamu-chan." He stroked his pet softly right between its eyes.
The snake flicked its tongue at Momoshiro with a hiss, and curled up on his wrist.
"Ah, kawaii." Momo briefly glanced back to where Kaidoh was.
"You're right, Mamu-chan. I'll try again tomorrow. I can't lose to that Viper, I can't."
"..."
It was a beautiful morning -- or, can we say, dawn. Because Kaidoh didn't like to slack off, he always woke up as early as he could. Sleeping in was a big no-no. As usual, the dew from last night was still sparkling on the grass, and the sky was that dark-blueish tint where the sky hadn't met the sun yet. Everything else was pitch black.
That was fine. He was used to that. What he wasn't used to was a certain person sleeping right on his doorstep. He knew automatically, from the drooling and motions of eating a burger, who it was, but Kaidoh kicked him anyway.
"Ouccch. What was that for, Mamushi? I was eating a nice double chee--"
"I don't care. What the hell are you doing here?"
"Ahh." Momoshiro groggily looked around. "Gaah, it's still night, why are you awake already?"
"Unlike some people, I don't slack off. Answer my question, teme. What are you doing outside my doorstep at five A.M. asleep?"
"Woah, you train at five A.M.?"
"...Bastard, get out of here before my family sees you." Like Kaidoh, the whole family were early risers.
Momoshiro seemed to totally ignore everything Kaidoh said. "Hey, can I practice with you then?"
"No." He began jogging away. Eventually Momo would leave, and then he'd be left alone again. Once again, he felt a pang of regret, just like yesterday, but shoved it away. Why would anyone miss that loudmouth anyway?
Of course Momo had taken care of his snake before he left to stalk Kaidoh. It was safely in its tank, digesting a small mouse and slithering around various tank ornaments. The problem was, although he was supposed to be sleeping by that time, he went to Mamushi's house anyway.
And fell asleep.
Not a good thing. Although it was helpful that Kaoru had found him and not Mr. or Mrs. Kaidoh - he would have totally been shunned from the house forever. But this way, he could stalk---
...
What was he thinking? This was all stupid. Momo sighed. What was he doing here? He was going after a boy. A boy that he'd hated since the beginning of middle school.
Something was wrong with him. Love? Was that what this was? No, it wasn't, it was infatuation, and it was stupid -- he needed to stop this. Although he really didn't want to, he knew it was the best thing to do.
"Besides, I have his feelings to consider. If he didn't like me up to now, what would make him change his mind?" Momo stood up, beginning to return home.
"...Well, it's probably not to stalk him."
By the time Kaidoh was back from his jog, he half-expected Momo to be still sitting there, grinning, or for him to have gone into Kaidoh's room or something. It was a little surprising that he had left, and he wondered what had happened. Looking back, he had sort of enjoyed Momo's company yesterday. For once, he had someone talking to him about a subject other than tennis, and it was nice.
"Whatever," he muttered, going in for breakfast. If Momo decided to leave, he could leave. It wasn't like Kaidoh cared. Of course not. Actually, Kaidoh didn't want Momo around. Because they hated each other.
He wondered if that was really true.
And so that's what Momo said to himself, but he really couldn't stop thinking about stupid Mamushi. The expression that made him look pissed off all the time. His deep, rough voice. His toned muscles. His girly hair.
Of course, having a snake the same color as his rival's bandana didn't really help him. He wanted to spend his time playing with it, but knew that would just make him think about Kaidoh more.
"Gomen, Mamu-chan. I'll be back in a few hours. Time to play tennis, maybe it'll make me feel better."
The snake hissed in return, and Momo nearly stayed again --- but, no, he had to get over this. So he picked up his Seigaku bag full of tennis rackets and biked to the court.
...It was empty.
"What the hell," he muttered. "Well, I guess it's to be expected that everyone's on vacation." He sighed.
He sat on the bleachers under the undying sun, and began to feel drowsy.
'Well, since no one's here, maybe a little nap'll be okay. There's nowhere else to go, anyway...'
"Mmm. Kaidoh, yes, do that more. Kaidoh, aah, feels good..."
"..." Tachibana An poked the sleeping boy with her racket lightly. She half wanted to wake Momoshiro up to play a match, and half wanted to listen to his perverted dream.
"You're so good, Mamushi...I wanna eat you up...But no, then I wouldn't savor you. Ahh, Mamushi..."
An poked Momoshiro again, this time harder, and he woke up with a start.
"Ahh. Ohh, koniichiwa, Tachibana." Momo wondered if he'd been talking aloud, and blushed a little.
"To answer your unasked question, yes."
"Huh?"
"Yes, you were talking aloud."
"Ahh. Ehm." Momo blushed even more. "I came here to try to forget about him, and look how it's turned out."
An blinked. "Forget him? But why? Don't you like him? Although, of course, I knew that a long time ago -- I mean like, look at how you always, like, grope him everytime you fight."
"...I didn't know it was that obvious," Momo muttered. "Well, you know, it's impossible that Kaidoh would ever...you know, like me back."
An pondered this. "Impossible, no. I don't even think it's unlikely."
"What?"
"Well, you fight with him. Haven't you seen him fight back? So he responds to you a lot, too, meaning that he notices you. I think, with work, we could get Kaidoh to like you."
Momo's eyes lit up with excitement. The thought of having Kaoru to himself, well, it was so..enticing.
"So you'll help me then?"
"Of course, we're friends after all --- But, can you help me?"
"Hmm? How?" Momoshiro wondered aloud.
"Well, you see...I...I like someone, myself."
After a moment, Momo asked, "Kamio?"
"Was it that obvious?"
"You don't need help with that. He likes you back. He blushes all over when you get near and keeps yelling at me for flirting with you." Momo laughed lightly. "What's ironic is that everyone thinks I like you."
An disagreed. "Not true. Lots of people think you like Echizen."
"..That's disgusting, and besides, Echizen likes Buchou."
"Tezuka? And Echizen? What would they talk about all day?"
Momo held a perverted grin. "...Maybe they wouldn't talk."
"Wow."
"...Yeah."
"So, you wanna play a match, or something? We can discuss Kaidoh later, and find out where he is. That'll be good fun."
Momo checked his cellphone. "In approximately an hour, he'll be wrapping up his morning jog. However, in about ten minutes, he'll run quite near to these street tennis courts, and he'll probably see us."
"...Careful, or else you'll turn into Inui."
He sighed. "At least I'd have more of a chance with Kaidoh if I was Inui."
Kaidoh wondered what Momo was doing playing tennis on the street courts with Tachibana An. No, actually, he wondered what Momo was doing losing at tennis to Tachibana An. He was losing pretty miserably, too, missing all of the easy shots and not smashing any of the lobs.
He jogged down to the bleachers. "Play seriously, teme," he called out. "The Nationals are coming up, if you lose here you have no right to be in the Regulars team!"
"Eh? What'd you say---" But An aimed the ball at Momo's face, and he had to stop his sentence to hit it back. He frowned at her; that wasn't her usual play style, and she shook her head, mouthing 'No.'
Oh. Yeah.
"Thanks, Kaidoh! I'll try my hardest, thanks to you!"
"Eh?" Kaidoh took a step back. Was he being mocked? But immediately Momo's game improved. He began to aim for hard spots, and began to get consecutive points.
'That's right,' thought An. 'We just have to make it look like Kaidoh makes Momo happy. It doesn't seem that Kaidoh is noticing, though. He's so thick.'
Momo shot An a look. He himself didn't think this was going to have any effect, but whatever.
This would be a good time to both annoy Momo, hint Kaidoh, and to score points, thought An. "Hey, Momo! Looks like your game's improved since your boyfriend showed up!"
Momo flinched, losing concentration. The next thing he knew, a lob had been aimed at the baseline, and he swore, because he totally wasn't in position to smash it. Hurriedly, he tried to jump up and meet it, but lost the rhythm and fell on his face.
"Baka! What are you doing? Don't lose focus because of the opponent's words!"
"Mamu--"
An shook her head worriedly. Kaidoh hadn't caught it the first time, but he caught it this time. 'Something's up,' he thought.
"You're right, Kaidoh, I won't do it again!"
"This is stupid," Kaidoh muttered, starting to jog away. The two tennis players on the court exchanged glances.
An hurriedly yelled, "Hey, Kaidoh! Play against me too, will you? Momoshiro-kun's boring, all he does is smash!"
"I didn't bring my racket."
"That's all right, you can use Momoshiro's! Right, Momo?"
"What? Me?" He pointed to himself, then to his racket, then to Kaidoh.
"Yeah! See? Momo says yes!"
Kaidoh was about to say that he'd rather die than use Momo's racket, but he did rather wonder how good Tachibana's sister was that she was beating Momo 5-2. Besides, saying that out loud made it seem like he was the one who was picking the fight, and that seemed childish.
"Fine." He stepped down and roughly grabbed the racket from his rival's hands.
Kaidoh got to serve first. He served hard and fast; An was able to hit the fourth one back, but it hit the net. After taking another two games, he wondered how the heck Momoshiro could lose to her. Was he that weak?
But on the fourth game, Tachibana started grinning.
"So Kaidoh, are you single?" She asked, holding the tennis ball with her left hand, preparing to serve.
"Huh? What?"
The ball flew past him.
"Fifteen-love!" Momo called out, holding back a snicker.
"Because I know someone who likes you," she said.
"Someone who likes me?" he asked, flustered. Was there really someone who liked him?
"Thirty-love!"
'Dammit, she's messing with my mind. Concentrate!'
This'd make him miss for sure. "Actually, the person that likes you is watching you right now."
Kaidoh turned around. The only person he saw was Momoshiro, and then the ball whizzed past him again.
"Forty-love!" Momo couldn't hold it back anymore, and started laughing.
"Teme," muttered Kaidoh.
"Don't you know? It's Momoshiro."
Kaidoh contemplated this. Momoshiro, his rival, liking him? Well, it was a possibili---
"One game to three! Kaidoh leads!"
Kaidoh let out a sound that was part curse, part hiss.
"Don't worry, Kaidoh," said An. She smiled sweetly. "The same thing happened to Momo. He gets very excited whenever I talk about you."
"Hey hey hey," Momo laughed nervously and loudly. "You shouldn't go that far."
"It's true, though, all I had to say was that he was behind you, watching, and you always turned around."
Momo blushed. She was going way too far with this! "That's because, um, I had to say sorry for this morning! Because, I, uh, went to his house to, um, invite him to a game of tennis! But then I fell asleep on his lawn! So, like, uh, yeah..." His voice faded out, and the two stared at him.
"A very believable story," hissed Kaidoh.
"Momo, did you really fall asleep on his lawn?"
"...On his doorstep."
"That's creepy," smirked An. "Hey, Kaidoh, after we finish this game, d'you wanna go eat with us?"
"No, thanks," replied Kaidoh. He served the ball, not wanting to hear anymore about Momo's awkward life.
Kaidoh won, of course; after that, he didn't let her provoke him any more. Six to one. He didn't wave bye as he jogged away, but was surprised when An stopped him after a distance.
"What do you want?" Kaidoh asked when she poked him; he thought that it was Momo again.
"Don't be mean."
Kaidoh stopped. "Oh, it's you. Gomen, I thought..."
"It's alright." She smiled. "But you know, it's true."
"What's true?"
"That Momo likes you."
"..."
Momoshiro's voice, with a desperate tone, cut into their conversation. "Hey, Tachibana An! Where are you? Don't just leave me here! I demand a rematch! A rematch, I say!"
An sighed. "See, I told you; he's trying to get me away because he's afraid I'll say something."
"Why doesn't he just confess, then?"
"He thinks you like Inui."
"Inui's with Renji. Everyone knows that."
"Ehm, not really. I doubt Momo knows that..And, well, you know Momo...He's...."
"Stubborn. The idiot is a stubborn bastard."
"Stubborn enough to sleep in front of your doorstep because he misses your face. Well, I should probably get back now, before he dies of anxiety." She laughed lightly. "Try not to be too mean, okay? He's only like that because he doesn't know how else to get your attention."
"..."
"Well, bye!" She smiled, and ran back to the tennis court, leaving Kaidoh with his own thoughts. Part of him found it awkward that the person that he thought had hated him most now actually liked him. Part of him liked it. Part of him thought
Although some of Kaidoh is against it, he calls Momo anyway. Actually, first, he wonders how the hell Momo's number even got on his cellphone. Then he recalled a conversation with Inui.
"Here you go," Inui said, handing Kaidoh's cellphone back.
"Arigato, senpai. But...Um, why did you add Momoshiro's number on here as well?"
"Well...According to my data, you may need it."
"...Uh."
"In approximately two to three weeks, depending on how courageous Momoshiro feels. And when the time comes, Kaidoh, please reconsider your first thoughts."
Kaidoh had frowned, but listened to Inui. After all, his senpai was always correct, right?
Well, that had been exactly two weeks ago.
"Moshi moshi!? This is Momoshiro! Who is this? Ow, Mamu-chan! I can't breathe!" Pant pant pant.
Damn, Momo's voice was louder on the phone than it was in real life. And wow, his snake was still alive. Maybe Momo wasn't as irresponsible as he thought.
"Fshuu. Baka. Don't you know how to speak properly on the phone?"
"Eh!? Mamushi? Hey, Mamu-chan! It's Mamushi, say hi!"
"Hisssss."
Kaidoh ignored this. He should not be provoked by a pet snake, he really shouldn't. "Who did you think it was, baka?"
"Ehh? You've never called me before! Hey, you didn't reprimand me for calling you Mamu--"
"Urusai."
There was an awkward silence occasionally broken by the hissing of Momo's snake.
"So why'd you call me?" asked Momo. His voice was quieter and, well, more tolerable now.
"Fshuuu."
"Yeah. That really explains a lot," scoffed Momo. "Hey, Mamu-chan, what'd Mamushi say?"
"Hiiisss."
"Gah, you two really do speak the same language," laughed Momo.
"Hmph. It's about..."
"...About?"
"An told me everything. I'd rather hear it from your own mouth, but whatever."
Silence again.
"...! Haha! What are you talking about?"
"You suck at lying, baka."
"Eh? Who's a baka?"
"You. Baka."
"You're the baka! Baka Mamushi!"
Kaidoh grinned a little, letting another silence take place. Somehow, when they were arguing through the phone, it didn't seem as if they really meant it. Sort of enjoyable. Still, it was still hard to say the next few words he intended to.
"My house. Five. Be there. Leave your snake at home," Kaidoh muttered gruffly, hanging up. Hopefully Momo got that.
Woah. A date. How had this worked out? He hadn't done anything. He sorta worshipped Tachibana right now, though. Momo made a mental note to let her win at their tennis matches more in the future. what should he wear? Well, maybe the person who helped him to get the date knew...
"An, An! Guess what! Mamushi asked me out on a date! An! What should I we--"
"Hello, this is Kamio. Uh, An's in the restroom...She left her phone out here."
"...Woah, so you two are together already? She moved that quick?"
"What does that mean? I'm just playing a set with her...Wait, does she like me?"
"..Oops."
"...Yes! I knew it! I knew she liked me! Woot!"
Oopsoopsoopsoops. "Hey, Kamio, don't tell An I told you, okay?"
"Okay, okay. Anyway, you're going out with a girl too? A girl named Mamu or something?"
"Uh..not exactly."
"Hey, you said a date," Kamio accused.
"Yeah. With, uh."
"Echizen?"
"........."
A faint voice was heard in the background. "Hey, Kamio! Don't pick up my calls for me!"
"Hey, An, is Momo dating Echizen?"
"I heard Echizen's with their buchou, I doubt that."
"Then who's he dating?"
"Kaidoh, probably?"
"Kaidoh? Didn't those two hate each other?"
"Well Momo keeps having these wet dreams about him, so."
Momo heard laughter on the phone.
"HEY HEY HEY! I'M STILL HERE, YOU KNOW!"
The laughter stopped, and a button was pressed.
"So, Momo. What's up? You're on loudspeaker, by the way."
He got straight to business. "What should I wear to the date?"
"A tuxedo!" called out Kamio.
"I think he'd look better in a tutu," suggested An.
"...I don't think Kaidoh wants to see that," Momo muttered. Or maybe he did. That would be nice. But what would be nicer was if Kaidoh was the one wearing a tutu. Of course it wasn't like Momo was going to say that.
Kamio made sort of a 'psh' noise. "I don't think anyone wants to see that."
An said that she did, and Kamio replied that he didn't need to know that. Kamio also wondered if An wanted to see him in a tutu. He'd do it.
Exasperatedly, Momo muttered, "I'll just show up in boxers..."
"Maybe he would like that," said An.
"More likely he'd break up with you," said Kamio.
An sighed. "Just wear whatever. Don't dress up too slutty or he'll think you look desperate, but on the other hand if you wear classy stuff he'll think you're socially awkward. Just stick with casual clothes. It's Kaidoh after all. Where do you think he would take you out on a date?"
"...Training."
"Problem solved. Now I'm going to hang up, because you've wasted a lot of my minutes. Good luck on your date!"
"Ah, you too...And, thank you!"
"No problem."
After An hung up, she realized something. "Oh, what did he mean, 'you too'? I don't have a date. Ahh, he's lucky."
"..About that." Thank you, Momo, for setting up this opportunity for me!
"Mamushi, Mamushi!" Momo waved at Kaidoh, grinning and running towards his house. He saw that he'd chosen the right attire, because Kaidoh hadn't even changed. Actually, Kaidoh was heaving for breath, seemingly exhausted. But the sight of Momo made him straighten up.
"Fshuu. You're late, teme." Well, at least he didn't bring his irritating snake. He sorta envied that snake, the way Momo envied Inui. They spent way too much time together. Did that snake get to see him change? Baka! Don't think about that. That's disgusting.
...But a nice image, anyway. Yes, he envied that snake.
"Ah, gomen, gomen...I tried to feed Mamu-chan ten minutes ago, and he rejected his food, so..." He winced. "Sumimasen!"
Kaidoh's features softened. For once, the idiot had apologized. How strange. "Whatever, it's okay." But that didn't seem mean enough, so he added, "You were probably feeding it the wrong thing, baka."
"At least I don't half kill my cats," Momo pouted.
Which was probably cute to, like, his mother. And maybe Echizen. But not to Kaidoh. Of course not. Why would Momo the Baka be cute?
"That wasn't even my cat, I found it walking around."
"It was walking around with that foot?"
"It's as stubborn as you," Kaidoh half-smiled, remembering what he'd thought at the time.
"I'm not stubborn! Hey, you're smiling! It's cute!"
The smile vanished and was replaced by a slight blush. "Fsshuuu. Ikuzo."
s"So where are we going?"
"Somewhere. Urusai and come." Kaidoh walked swiftly past Momo, and Momo realized that his rival was blushing.
"That's not nice. That's not nice at all," said Momo, but he was still grinning as he grabbed onto Kaidoh's wrist, causing an even deeper blush. They walked in a direction that Momo had never been to. He wondered where Kaidoh was taking him. Maybe to a love hotel? That'd be nice, but Kaidoh wasn't that bold. Such a pity.
It was another five minutes before either of them said anything. Momoshiro was too happy that he was able to hold onto Kaidoh's wrist to feel the need for conversation. He didn't even notice that the road they were walking on was getting more and more confusing, with strange twists and turns. Luckily for them Kaidoh knew his way.
"So you really don't like Inui?" Momo asked quietly.
"That's what An said you thought...Inui and I are friends, baka."
Momo was starting to learn to just push aside the insults. "But you spend so much time together. And play doubles together."
"Because he's trying to help me get better. I appreciate his help. You played doubles with Echizen. You two aren't together."
"Hmph."
"Inui's with Renji."
"Woah, but that was like, elementary school. Eew. I wonder who's seme and who's uke?"
Kaidoh hissed. "Don't think about stuff like that, pervert."
"Ehhh? But I was just wondering. Not like I care."
"..."
"Hey, aren't you usually training around now? Until eight?"
"I did all my training during a two hour span." How did he know anyway? Well, he was caught stalking earlier. Maybe that wasn't the first occasion.
"...You're crazy. A true bakemono. Maybe you have more right than Atobe to say 'Be awed by my prowess.'" Momo laughed, finding himself funny, although he wasn't really. "Oh! I forgot!" Momo let go of Kaidoh's wrist and took a box of strawberry Pocky out of his pocket. It was a little squished, and there was a pink bow ribbon on it.
"What the hell."
"You like strawberry Pocky, right?" Momo handed it over. "Sorry it's squished. I totally forgot 'till now."
"..."
"You don't have to give me anything back, remember, we have too much at my house anyway. My mom bought enough for me to eat, but I don't like strawberry. It's lucky you do."
"...Arigato," Kaidoh muttered, looking in the other direction as he took the Pocky. "Ah, we're here."
They had arrived at a beach. The sand was so pure, so white, that it made the sparkling water look as if it glowed when it washed up on the shore. At the shore, the water was a light aqua, but the depths of the ocean contained a tranquil ultamarine. Such a pretty beach; Momo wondered why no one came here.
"It's hard to get here. Tourists don't like to get lost."
"How do you know this place?" Momo marveled, sinking into the sand. It was warm from the sun, but when he digged a little deeper, it was nice and cool and damp. "I've never seen you come here."
So that meant that Momo really did stalk him. Creeper. Kaidoh made a mental check to always close the curtains before he changed from now on.
"I found this place before you began to stalk me." He sat down by Momo, who was now digging a large hole in the sand so his whole body could be cold. However, whenever he took out sand, some more steadily replaced it. Still, he persisted at his task, and was about to argue back, but knew that Kaidoh was telling the truth.
"You look so immature, baka."
"Aww?" Momo pouted again, but quickly changed back to a grin. "But only you are watching, so it's okay."
Kaidoh wondered what the hell that meant. That Momo didn't mind if Kaidoh saw him as he really was? The thought made him feel sort of fuzzy and warm inside.
"Done!" Momo laid in the large hole, grinning like the mad idiot he was, and looked up at the sky. It was still nearly six, so it was still blue with fluffy clouds. "Hey, that cloud looks like Mamu-chan," he said, pointing to one of them. To Kaidoh, it looked like a worm with a deformed head. But whatever.
Momo saw Kaidoh's expression. "Dumbass Mamushi, can't you see it's wearing a bandana?" He laughed, and it was a tinkly sound, which spread all throughout Kaidoh's body. All of a sudden he was happy he'd taken Momoshiro here.
"You know," Kaidoh started.
"Hmm?"
"I haven't even taken Inui here yet."
"...Are you going to?"
Kaoru looked over at Momo, who was frowning now, as if he was unsatisfied. Oh a whim, Kaidoh took some of the sand that Momo had dug up and pushed it back over Momo quickly, trapping him under the sand.
"Hey, that's mean, Mamushi!" Momo tried to get up, but there was too much sand on him. "Hey, Mamushi, let me go!"
"No." Kaidoh leaned over Momoshiro, blocking his view of the Mamu-chan cloud. "Not until you stop getting jealous over Inui and calling me Mamushi."
Momo liked this closeness, but felt awkward because he was stuck under two feet of sand and had no control over where it was going. "Hmph, then I'll stay here forever."
"So be it." Kaidoh slowly inched in closer, and Momo's nostrils were filled with the smell of his rival now, that's how close he was. Just an inch until their lips touched.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop calling you Mamushi!"
"And stop ragging on Inui-senpai."
"But you spend so much time with him!"
Half an inch until their lips touched.
Panicpanic. At this rate, Momo would be the uke in this relationship..! "Okay, I promise!"
"Hontoni?"
"Hontoni! Really!"
Kaidoh smirked and backed off a littlek?. Then he swooped down and kissed Momo softly, just a brush on the lips, anyway.
"Gaah, you kiss like a girl," Momo insulted, after Kaidoh backed away. But he smiled because he liked it.
"Bastard! I should do an Echizen and leave you here."
"!! But you promised, let me up, let me up." Momo started to resist against the sand again, although it was futile. If Kaidoh left him here, even if Momo got up, he'd get lost on the way home and starve to death. Kaidoh found it cute, but he wasn't as cold-hearted as Echizen, so he slowly brushed the sand off Momo's body.
Then found himself thrown down by Momo, who began to kiss him hungrily, passionately...and sloppily. Sort of like the way Momo liked to eat burgers. Luckily for Momo, Kaidoh didn't really care, and he kissed back anyway, even let Momo's tongue inside his mouth. He'd expected this; Momo would probably have wanted to get even for being covered in sand. After they couldn't take it anymore, they broke off, panting and gasping for air. Momo still stayed on top of Kaidoh, though, lying his arms around Kaidoh's waist loosely.
"Can't let you be on top all the time," Momo said, between gasps.
"..."
"So, if I can't call you Mamushi, what should I call you?"
"...Kaidoh. Or Kaoru. Choose one."
Momo tested this out. "Kaoru-chan?"
"...Fshuu." It was a good thing Momo had his eyes closed, so he couldn't see the deep blush Kaidoh had right now.
"Well, then you can't call me baka anymore. Momoshiro Takeshi is my name, not Baka Moron."
"...I'm not calling you Take-chan."
Momo sighed, hugging Kaidoh harder. "Aww, you're no fun."
"Shut up...Momoshiro."
"Kaidoh."
"...Takeshi."
"Kaoru."
"Baka."
"Mamushi."
"So, how was your date with Kaidoh?"
"Kaoru and I went to the beach and humped all night long."
"Woah, really?" An was jealous. She wanted to watch~!
"No. We did go to the beach and make out, though. Kaidoh refuses to do anything without protection. I told him I don't care, but he kept going on about safety hazards. It's not like he's going to get pregnant..! How was yours with Kamio?"
An let out an exasperated sigh. "Halfway through the date, Ibu came and stole him away from me. But it was fun to watch Kamio be on bottom anyway."
"Did they use protection?"
"No."
Momo sighed. "Where am I supposed to get condoms anyway? Kaidoh's making this impossible."
"The store?"
Momo pointed out, "We're all in middle school."
"Oh yeah."
"..."
"You could ask your parents," An suggested uncertainly.
"I wonder how that would go."
Silence.
"Just rape him."
"No, he'll break up with me."
"Not if you make it feel good."
"He'll pretend it felt bad and break up with me anyway. We're talking about Kaidoh here."
"Oh yeah. True."
Momo sighed. "Dammit, the only solution I can come up with is to ask Echizen for some. Because Tezuka looks old enough to get them."
"That'll be an awkward conversation."
"I don't mind. But the problem with that is I have to wait another five days for Echizen to even come back."
Silence.
An started. "Actually, I have a good idea..."
"Why, hello! Would you be Kaoru's friend?"
Momo, one with no manners, felt uncomfortable. "Ah, hai. My name is Momoshiro Takeshi. Sorry to intrude."
"It's alright! I'm always telling Kaoru to get out more, none of his friends ever come over."
"Hmm? Doesn't he have a friend named Inui Sadaharu?"
"Yes, but they only meet in the park. It's so strange, strange."
Kaidoh descended down the stairs.
"Baka, I told you to stop going on about Inui."
"Hypocrite, you're calling me baka yourself."
"That's because you are a baka."
"Well you're a baka Mamushi."
"Are you looking for a fight?"
"Why should I look for a fight when there's other things that I can spend my time doing with you?"
A blush totally covered Kaidoh's face. "Fshuuu!"
"Come on, let's be nice now, boys," Kaidoh's mother scolded lightly, smiling. She knew that the two weren't being serious, as Momo was smirking through the whole conversation, and Kaoru didn't seem a bit angry. Mrs. Kaidoh retreated to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
After she had disappeared, Kaidoh automatically started to go up the stairs; Momo took this as an invitation.
"I didn't tell you to come up with me," Kaidoh hissed.
"But you didn't plan on leaving me downstairs, so." Momo grabbed Kaidoh from behind, pulling him into a tight hug against the wall. Such warmth, the smell of Kaidoh, the sound of his breathing... it felt so nice. He began to suck softly at Kaidoh's neck, different from his usual sloppiness. Kaidoh stifled a moan, and pulled Momo closer, causing Momo to lose his footing.
They nearly crashed down the stairs.
"Is everything alright?" Mrs. Kaidoh asked, worried.
What did Momo want to say? He wanted to say 'Your idiot snake-face son just pushed me down the stairs,' but, well, parents never take stuff like that well, so.
"Ah, everything's fine, I just lost my grip and Kaidoh tried to help me. It's my fault. Gomenesai."
She nodded and they retreated to Kaidoh's room. Momo was always a little scared when he came in here. Everything was so goddamn neat and tidy.
I mean like, he folded his school clothes on the floor and hung his other clothes in the closet.
He had a freaking drawer for SOCKS.
LMAO.
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Jun 16, 2010 21:42:08 GMT -5
Post by G ♥ t h i k a l e a on Jun 16, 2010 21:42:08 GMT -5
SO I LIEK ATE TOO MUCH CANDIE and listened to too much Lady Gaga >.>; I'm might make an Inui-bashing one later (DAMMNIT INUI THERE ARE SO MANY INUKAI DOJINS AND FANFICS WTF), but this is not it! LAWL I don't bash Inui in here. I'm a little bit mean to Ryoma, though. I love Ryoma, so he deserves to be bashed. e__e; wtf. FSHUU this is so messed up. So you don't have to read it if you don't wanna. >__>;; It's so crappy too. Oh yeah, btw, they're so OOC LMAO SO I'M STARTING Concerning the . . . [ P r o l o g u e ] Momo threw Kaidoh back against the brick wall, tears running down his face. "Why can't we be together, Mamushi!?" "You won't give me what I asked for." "You didn't even tell me what you want! How the hell am I supposed to know what you want?" Kaidoh had asked him for it while Momo was sleeping, so he was being a little bit unreasonable. But Momo should understand! He should! Because all couples...! "Hmph. Figure it out yourself, baka." Kaidoh brushed off the dust he'd accumulated from fighting, and walked away. "...." Concerning the . . . [ K a r a o k e N i g h t ] "Karaoke night, why am I here," mumbled Echizen. "YAY! Momo's going to sing for us first! Nya~!" Kikumaru squealed, hugging Oishi. The latter sort of sweatdropped, and everyone wondered what Momo was going to sing. "Can that baka even sing?" muttered Kaidoh. Momo walks on stage. He's wearing his Seigaku Regular's jacket and a pair of jeans. The jeans are so tight it bothers Kaidoh. He wants to rip them off. The music starts, and everyone is surprised. Wait, wasn't this...? "I know that we are young, and I know you may love me," Momo starts off, staring at his rival. "But I just can't be with you like this anymore... Alejandro~" Kaidoh wondered what the hell that meant. Did that mean the moron didn't care about him after all? Inui's glasses shine. This is a good time to collect data. Because Kaidoh's starting to show his true feelings. "She's got both hands, in her pockets," Momo continued, putting his hands in his pants' pockets. Hey, he wasn't THAT bad of a singer. 'Course he didn't sound like Lady Gaga but whatever. Not the point. "And she won't look at you, Won't look at you" --- Momo looks studiously in the opposite direction of Kaidoh, smirking like all heck. "Fshuu..." "She hides true love, en su bolsillo.." Momo takes an envelope of his pocket, throwing it out into the air. Taka-san catches it, and since it's addressed to the Viper, passes it to Kaidoh. Everyone stares at him as he opens it. He opens it. There's a picture of the Seigaku team. Kaidoh's face has a heart around it in pink sharpie. "She's got a halo 'round her finger, around you." Kaidoh looks back in the envelope. There's a golden ring that fits him perfectly. It looks like real gold, and it's heavy. He considers throwing it out but instead, he puts it on. "...Baka," he says, blushing. "You know that I love you boy. Hot like Mexico, rejoice. At this point I gotta choose, nothing to loose." By this time the Seigaku team understood what the point of this song was. Kikumaru yelled out, "Woah Kaidoh~! Momo-chan thinks you're hot~! Hey Oishiii, if they get together then we can go on double-dates!!  " "Fshuuu fshuuuu." Blushblush. "Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro." Momo's pointing at Kaidoh, again, still grinning. "Doesn't the bastard have any shame?" Kaidoh muttered. Now Momo's looking at Echizen, frowning, and shaking his finger, half-dancing. "I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando." Echizen winces and doesn't even look at Tezuka, who is fuming silently. Momo and Echizen are going to get a few hundred laps tomorrow. "Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke one cigarette and hush. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto." Now he's grinning at Horio, barely containing his laughter. Horio faints. Someone throws water on him. It has no effect. Back to Kaidoh, who has now began to climb up the stage furiously, hissing. ("Woah, are they gonna get it on in here?" asks Kikumaru) "Alejandro, Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro." People try to stop Kaidoh, but he just hisses and pushes them away. Momoshiro glances at him knowingly, irritatingly, sexily. "Alejandro, Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro." By this time Kaidoh's gotten up on stage. Perfect timing. Momo uses the girliest voice he can, and pouts. Kaidoh wonders how the heck he can pout that stupidly AND smirk at the same time. And also why it's so cute. He goes up to Momo and roughly grabs his shirt. "Just stop. Please. Just let me go. Alejandro. Just let me go." Kaidoh stops. And twitches. Because he can't resist that voice, not when Momo uses it like that. The idiot's practically begging for it. Oishi sighs and hauls him off stage. "She's not broken, She's just a baby." Momo winks at his flustered rival. Kaidoh wants to die. Or rape him. Maybe both. Now Momo puts on a half-scowl, snapping in Inui's general direction. "But her boyfriend's like a dad, just like a dad. And all those flames that burned before him." Momo raises his eyebrows at Inui. Inui thinks this is turning out to be interesting. But he has never been interested in Kaidoh romantically, so Momo is actually incorrect. "Now he's gonna fight your fight, gonna cool the bad." Back to Kaidoh, Momo holds the microphone close to his mouth and sighs, leaning forward. The way Kaidoh looks right now at this makes Momo want to just grab him and run. "You know that I love you boy. Hot like Mexico, rejoice. At this point I gotta choose, nothing to loose." Momo licks his lips. Kaidoh's still blushing. Dammit, Momoshiro. Stupid peach. "Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro." Kaidoh says it quietly, while looking down. So quiet that only him and Inui can hear it. "Baka Momoshiro." Inui's glasses shine evilly. He begins to write down data. "Kaidoh Kaoru...Momoshiro Takeshi...Eighty six percent chance that after this song...Sneak off to locker room..." People around Kaidoh wonder if he's turning into a tomato. "I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando." Echizen makes a mental note not to go out for burgers with Momo for a week. Because Tezuka will think that they're having sex in McDonald's. Or something. Momo makes a V and grins in Ryoma's direction. ...Make that two weeks. "Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke my cigarette and hush. Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto." Horio's still out, so Momo terrorizes Taka-san instead. Because they both play Power Tennis, and Taka likes to say "BURNING" when he holds onto his racket. Haha. His racket. Got it? Taka hides behind Fuji. He thinks he's been scarred for life. "Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro." Kaidoh tries to block out Momo's voice. It's giving him a hard-on. He tries to hide this by sitting down. This just makes people come over to him and ask him if he's okay. He hisses and they leave. "Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro." Momo was putting his all into it, wasn't he? Maybe he was trying to show everyone how much he liked Kaidoh. Kaidoh certainly felt loved. Momo gazed lovingly upon his rival. 'Read between the lines, idiot.' "Don't bother me. Don't bother me. Alejandro." <i>Everything you do bothers me. But I want you anyway.</i> "Don't call my name. Don't call my name, bye Fernando." <i>Echizen, you need to spend more time with your boyfriend. I ask you to eat burgers because I know Tezuka wants to see you say no.</i> "I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Alejandro." <i>Obviously I'm on top. You're the girl in this relationship, get over it.</i> "Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Fernando." <i>I've seen you looking at me like that while Tezuka was at Germany, Echizen. That's what your hand's for. I don't wanna touch you. 'Specially not there. Stupid disrespectful freshman.</i>s "Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro." <i>When you say my name with that voice of yours, Kaidoh, I get all hot and bothered. So go ahead and call me baka and teme.</i> "I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando." <i>...Ew.</i> "Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke my cigarette and hush." <i>Smoke my cigarette. Self explanitory.</i> "Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto." <i>I belong to Kaidoh. Not Ryoma, not Taka, not Tachibana. Not Inui.</i> "Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro." Kaidoh stood up and closed his eyes as Momo's playful voice washed over him. Maybe he should go up and sing next. Momo beckoned him towards the stage. Kaidoh grabbed a mic as he ascended upon the stage. This time, he didn't seem to be picking a fight, so the others didn't do anything. "Alejandro. Alejandro. Ale-ale-jandro. Ale-ale-jandro." Should he do this? It'd look so stupid. Especially in front of all of Seigaku's team members. But he wanted to sing with Momo - besides, the idiot had to be a little bit embarassed. And he'd been singing for more than a full three minutes. Surely it had taken courage to come up on stage and sing a song for Kaidoh. Well he wasn't going to lose to the bastard. So. "Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Alejandro." // "Alejandro, Alejandro." Their voices matched perfectly. Momo's happy, teasing tone. Kaidoh's low, rough one. "I'm not your babe. I'm not your babe, Fernando." // "Ale-ale-jandro, Ale-ale-jandro." "Aww, that's so cute, Oishi! We should sing a song together too," whispers Kikumaru. Oishi puts his arms around his doubles partner, also moved. Because the two are in perfect synch. "Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch. Just smoke my cigarette and hush." // "Alejandro, Alejandro." "Don't call my name. Don't call my name, Roberto." // "Ale-ale-jandro, Ale-ale-jandro." Momo makes the ending as sexy as he can, pouring his heart out into it. He gets really close to Kaidoh's face, but Kaidoh won't back down. The only thing that's seperating them is the microphone. And all of a sudden Kaidoh wishes that it wasn't there. "Alejandro." Concerning . . . [ A f t e r w a r d s ] Kaidoh shoves him away, then roughly pulls him offstage to the locker room for a kiss. The lights are low, and they illuminate the room with a blue-ish glow. After a few minutes of sucking face. "Baka, I was asking for a confession. Not a goddamn song." Momo licks Kaidoh's neck. "Look at the ring." Kaidoh looks down at it. "It's real gold...?" He didn't understand. "Inside, Mamushi, inside." Relentless lick, lick, like a yummy lollipop. It irritated Kaidoh that Momo was being so sloppy, but he also liked it. He takes it off and looks at the other side. 'I <3 Mamushi' is engraved on it. "..." Kaidoh pulls him into a kiss again. CRACK OVAR I might write an Inui-bashing Telephone fic now where Kaidoh gets pissed off 'Cuz Inui keeps calling him while he's on dates with Momoshiro LAWL Oh god I need to eat something. ANYWAY COMMENTS ARE FTW, RATINGS ARE FTW Why does no one DO MomoKai anymore? o.O |
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