Halrloprillalar   hal@prillalar.com   http://prillalar.com/

January 26, 2006

RATING: PG13.

FANDOM/SPOILERS: Prince of Tennis. No spoilers.

SUMMARY: Kaidoh, Inui, Momoshiro. Kaidoh's birthday.

DISTRIBUTION: Archive anywhere. Email forwarding allowed.

DISCLAIMER: Konomi, not me.


WHEEL
by Halrloprillalar - hal@prillalar.com

"Hey, Mamushi." Momoshiro caught Kaidoh's sleeve. "Here."

Kaidoh pulled away. "What do you want?"

"It's your birthday, right? I have something for you." Momoshiro
flashed a big dumb grin.

"Is this a trick?"

"Jeez! Just take it." Momoshiro put something into Kaidoh's hand.

It was an orange. Round, smooth, and, well, *orange.* "It's an
orange," Kaidoh said.

"I kept it all day without eating it." Momoshiro slung his bag over
his shoulder. "I'll crush you at practice today."

*

"This is for you." Inui slid a package across the table.

It took a minute for Kaidoh to get through the layers of bag and
wrapping and tissue. Inside he found a watch, a sports watch.

"It's a heart-rate monitor." Inui took Kaidoh's hand and fastened
it around his wrist.

Kaidoh blushed and hoped no one in the cafe; could see Inui's
fingers brushing his arm. "Thank you, senpai."

"Finish your cake," Inui said.

*

They kissed until the sweetness of the icing was gone. Inui moved
his mouth down Kaidoh's jaw, his throat, his shoulder where the
buttons of his shirt were open.

"Don't leave a mark," Kaidoh said, and felt Inui's tongue against
his skin.

"Are you staying over on Saturday?" Inui said.

Kaidoh put his arms around Inui and pulled him down, kissing him
again and again, hands sliding up under his shirt. The monitor went
off and scared them both.

*

Kaidoh put his homework away in his bag. He found the orange at the
very bottom.

It was heavy in his hand, perfectly ripe and as bright as the
reflectors he wore when he ran in the dark.

"I'll beat you tomorrow," he said, louder than he meant to, alone
in his room.

He peeled the orange carefully over a sheet of paper, stripping
away the strings of pith. He ate it in sections and licked the
juice from his fingers.

When he woke in the morning, he could still smell the fragrance in
the air.

F I N I S

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