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swan_forest2016-06-06 01:42 pm
yellowcopycat) wrote in swan_forest2016-06-06 01:42 pm
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Unrequited Love?
Kaijou and Seirin had just had their first practice match, which was shaping up to be a tradition of sorts. This time, Kaijou had gone to Seirin. The gym was nice, newer then Kaijou's but maybe not as big.
He was breathing heavily, but smiling broadly. It always felt good to play, even if it was just a practice match and they weren't going all out. After all, he wanted to keep some of his new tricks up his sleeves, just like he was sure Kagami and Kuroko were hiding some of their new tricks too. This year's match had ended in a draw. Better than last year's practice match, which had ended in Kaijou's loss by two points.
Just thinking about Kuroko made Kise look over to the Seirin team, focusing in on the smaller boy.
For awhile now Kise had realized that he had feelings for Kuroko. Kise had looked up to Kuroko for awhile, but it wasn't really until after the Winter Cup that Kise realized he was probably in love with Kuroko.
He took a towel that one of the first years offered him. "Thanks," he said absently. He scrubbed at his face, his thoughts racing. He had been thinking about Kuroko a lot lately, and seeing him only brought those thoughts back to the surface, only pushed aside when the game had begun. Now with the game over he couldn't focus. The warm glow in his chest that came whenever he thought about Kuroko was back with a vengeance.
The Kaijou team was gathering their things and getting ready to board the bus. He told the first year that he'd be along in a bit and began to head over to the Seirin team.
"Kurokocchi~" he called out. No time like the present, he thought. He didn't know if Kuroko would return his feelings, but he was hopeful. The time Kuroko had cheered him on while he went up against Haizaki stood out in his mind.
"Kurokocchi! You got a minute?"
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It's a little pink still, and there's an openness to it that Kise doesn't understand. And he really, really wants to kiss him now. If not on his lips, then on his forehead at least.
Swallowing, Kise lets go of Kuroko's hand and steps back. "Well, back at it. Once we're done with these, we give them Yuki and Hououji and see if anything else needs to be chopped up."
There does. Onions and celery. He gives the celery to Kuroko to shop, less acid to aggravate his cut, and no peeling, and gets to work on the onions. Hououji's got the rice taken care of and Yuki's doing the meat and will put everything together, so there's not much else for them to do.
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He pulls his hand back, completely unaware of Kise's inner crisis, and will eagerly throw himself into chopping into the celery. They're also coming out rather uneven, especially now that his mental state has been a bit thrown off. Once he's done with the pile --
"Is that all?"
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Kise really wanted to get out of there before dinner. There was something changed in him. Something was turning hot and squishy in his stomach.
"Well, we have about a half hour. I'm going to wash up before dinner," he said to Kuroko.
Washing up wasn't precisely what Kise had in mind. He would. But he would do something else first.
He needed to take care of this heat pooling in his belly. And there was one sure way to do it.
Jerking off.
He wandered off, trying to figure out where he should do it. The bathroom was too obvious, and he couldn't do it in the room where they were sleeping. He'd have to do it outside.
Eventually, he found a little crop of trees that kept him from being seen by passers-by. He took a breath and waited a bit, looking around to make sure no one was coming his way. Already his arousal was starting to be more than just a squishy feeling in his stomach. He hadn't had a wank since a day before camp. And then yesterday happened, and then just now.
If those things hadn't happened, he might be okay. But Kuroko was just... so much everything he wanted. He took another breath and reached inside his sweats.
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Of course, Kuroko is more than happy to spoil their precious team mascot, taking the leash in hand and following the eager puppy's lead. Nigou will drag him back towards the inn, but veer into the surrounding forests, drawn in by the smells of nature.
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Wrapping fingers around himself, he began to work himself. This was going to have to be quick and dirty. Usually, in the comfort of his own bed, he would allow himself to take his time. Work himself to an amazing climax. No time for that. He had, like, six minutes to get this done, wash his hands, and join everyone for dinner.
And hopefully, with his hormones taken care of, he could focus and stop fixating on Kuroko. Okay, that wasn't going to stop after one quick wank, but at least stop himself from making things more awkward. One orgasm and he wouldn't have sex on the brain. (Yeah, right.)
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He's already quite red in the face and struggling to keep up with the puppy, when Nigou catches scent of a nearby person and beelines straight to them. Kuroko has no energy left in him to resist, allowing himself to be dragged to this mysterious person. He catches only a glimpse of blond hair from the angle he approaches from.
"Ah, Kise-kun-?" He pants out once Nigou stops right in front of the other boy, tail wagging, only to get an eyeful of— "oh."
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Golden eyes fly open when he hears the footsteps of someone close. He's about to shove himself back into his pants when he sees who caught him.
And he stares in shock and really just wants to die. "Kurokocchi," he said quietly as his face drained of color.
He can't imagine what this looks like. Okay, he has an idea. But. Teenagers caught jerking off in public, no matter how good he looks or how big his dick, isn't a good look (Kise scores high in both categories, he knows.) Especially when their crushes catch them. The crushes that have already turned them down. That had possibly felt his boner already after they had crashed into each other in the hot springs because Kise's body is just... so fucking horny.
"I... I'd like to finish." His voice is soft and strangled. Pleading. He was so close. "I... kinda really need to." He just needed a few more seconds!
"So, um, please, take Nigou and pretend you didn't see this?"
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"Sorry!" Typically, he would be using the highest polite form of Japanese to apologize, but his brain has short-circuited enough from the situation at hand and it's delivered hurriedly in the most casual form. (The horror!) His flush has spread to his ears and the back of his neck as he flees the scene, trying his best to hush the excited puppy and not think about how his highly-trained skills of observation were especially not appreciated here. He should not be making mental notes about how Kise looked in such a private and vulnerable moment and how... endowed he is. (Kuroko already knows, he felt it, his brain unhelpfully reminds him.)
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It didn't take much, a few more strokes and he had an orgasm that was... odd. He didn't know if it was amazing, or disappointing.
Being caught was... something, Kise thought as he stared at his dirtied hand, then at the some of cum on the grass before him. With a sigh, he shook his hand, getting most of it off and then licked up the rest. He didn't want to wipe it on his shirt or pants. (He kinda liked it, he figured he wouldn't mind swallowing.)
He then found a restroom, washed his hands and face.
It was time for dinner, and he didn't know how he was going to face Kuroko. He'd have to.
Pretend it didn't happen. That was the best way to deal with it.
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He ends up escaping to the dining hall, which is overall not a great idea, seeing as everybody is gathering for dinner now. The rest of Seirin comes over to chat and fusses over Nigou, while Kagami comments on specifically on how red Kuroko is and wonders if he's sick. Unexpectedly, that only flusters him more as he insists he's fine.
Whenever Kise ends up entering, Nigou picks up on his presence immediately and rushes over to greet the person he was kept away from earlier. He is barking with excitement! Notice him!
Kuroko balks a little and does not make eye contact with Kise.
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(His kouhai notice, especially Masaki, the pain in his ass, who appears to have attached himself to Kuroko's protoge for reasons unknown)
Kise looks down at Nigou, staring down at him with a cool expression for a few seconds before kneeling down scritching behind the puppy's ear. "You're a little trouble maker, you know that?" He sighed and scooped the puppy up, burrying his face in Nigou's soft fur.
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Kagami calls the puppy a demon instead, to which Kuroko replies with a swift jab of fingers into his side. The taller boy immediately retaliates with a noogie and they have a brief tiff before his light stomps off to check on the progress of dinner.
Meanwhile, Nigou is very pleased with the attention, unaware he's done any wrong at all. Him, a troublemaker? Perish the thought! He laps at Kise's face, then barks in Kuroko's direction, as if to say, come join me! Kuroko reluctantly edges closer, if only to keep an eye on the dog. There is the faintest hint of a blush still lingering as he pointedly keeps his direct gaze on Nigou.
"I'm sorry, he has too much energy today..."
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"He's not the only one," Kise murmured in an uncharacteristically self-deprecating way that was out of character.
But he can't help but smile when he's getting puppy kisses. He puts Nigou down and makes sure to look anywhere but Kuroko. Well, now what?
"I should get some food before it's all gone."
(Really, anyone who knows them will know something has happened between them.)
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He almost reaches out to him, but thinks better of it. Nigou has no such misgivings and continues to wind around him, nuzzling against Kise's legs, like he wants more attention.
"Oh, yes, I'm sure Hououji-san and Yuki-san have done a good job..."
Awkward, this is so awkward. Even the second-years of Seirin look on with some apprehension - wasn't Kise usually much more affable and clingy near Kuroko?
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He turned and went to get food and sat down with Hayakawa and the other third years. His captain was yelling at one first years, not one of the group that Kise considered his brats, the other boy was frowning in confusion, and looked pleadingly at him.
Kise wasn't in the mood, so stuffed some food in his mouth. Unconciously, he looked around, eyes automatically finding the person he always wanted to see; Kuroko.
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He's in the middle of talking to Kagami when he feels eyes on him. When he catches Kise's gaze, his persistent blush deepens once more and immediately turns away, redirecting his attention to the curry. Kagami clearly looks worried and asks him if he's sick, pressing a hand to the boy's forehead. Kuroko is annoyed and swats at his hand, insisting he's fine and to not fuss over him.
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His teammates are staring at him. Kise glares at them, but his blush kind of kills it.
Later, he hides from his teammates buried under the blankets of his futon. It takes him a few minutes to gather his courage to text Kuroko.
Can we pretend that didn't happen?
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In the dark of night, he is trying his best to fall asleep while Kagami is snoring loudly from beside him. When he feels his cellphone buzz, he figures it wouldn't hurt to take a look.
Yes, that's fine.
A beat, before another message comes in.
Sorry again.
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Pretending it didn't happen is starting now. Hopefully, Kuroko will catch on.
He takes a breath and lets it out. He doesn't feel lighter. He hoped he would. But he doesn't feel bad, either. Feelings are hard to understand.
Maybe he's an exhibitionist because the memory of eyes on him when he was in such a position wasn't bad, per se. But he's not sure if that little thrill was because Kuroko was the one who caught him or if it could be anyone, and he'd feel this way.
There's one way to find out. But he's not going to do it. That's more like something Aominecchi would do.
Kurokocchi!! Be the best you can be tmrw or I'll be sad when I beat you too easily.
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I take offense to the idea that I wouldn't be at 100%, no matter what. Please be ready to eat your words.
There, some banter to help lighten the mood. And take his mind off all this awkwardness, trying not to think about how he can't doubt his friend's attraction to him any longer. There's a small part of him that is still in denial, imagining it to be a massive fluke, just a misunderstanding of one's feelings - even after being told point-blank. The cognitive dissonance had not been easy to shake, and perhaps, it made it easier to go about things as if nothing had changed.
But it's hard to say Kuroko is not more conscious of Kise now. That their relationship is going through a fundamental shift.
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For his part, Kise is going to stick his head in the sand like those giant birds do in cartoons.
Really, nothing's changed, he tells himself. Kuroko likes boys. He'll see another guy wanking sooner or later. Maybe he'll walk in on Kagami, or someone on his team in the showers. Or something.
There's jealousy in those thoughts though. He does his best to push it down. And he thinks he succeeds.
He sighs, as quietly as possible and rolls ont his back.
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Now go to sleep.
Kuroko is more than amendable to moving past all this. He understands— he's a teenage boy, too, even if he clearly did not have to deal with as much hormones as others. He won't hold this against Kise, except to think of him as a bit perverted for being willing to do it outside.
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Well, he wouldn't argue against being a bit perverted. He was a red-blooded young man.
He's not in a rush to do it again. But he... might consider it. If he was desperate.