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Yukimura and Sanada discuss the future a little.
Yukimura turned his head back to look up at the ceiling. "I may not be with you at Kawanakajima this time." The curve of his mouth could not be called a smile.
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Translated
Characters/Pairings: Atobe Keigo, Haginosuke Taki, Hyoutei, Mukahi Gakuto, Ohtori Choutarou, Oshitari Yuushi, Sakaki Tarou, Shishido Ryou
Summary: Atobe deals with some trouble among his officers.
Meta: AU, Drama, I-3
Wordcount: 1068
( The Finest Things )"How badly were Taki's forces defeated?" Tarou-sama asked, evenly, eyes on the men passing him.
"Completely," Keigo reported, keeping his voice dispassionate, no matter how much he wanted to grind his teeth with frustration. "They would have lost two out of three, had we been in the field."
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Standalone
Characters/Pairings: Fudoumine, Ibu Shinji, Tachibana Kippei
Summary: Guessing gift for Lynn. A moment of tension before a match reminds Ibu of why he fits in with Fudoumine, past and present.
Meta: Character Sketch, I-3
Wordcount: 354
( Fire and Gravel )Shinji's head turned, eyes tracking the one who'd made that last, disparaging, comment. He could feel the old, quick rage boil up, the fury that wanted to claw that smug dismissal to ribbons, that raged against the wall of disbelief.
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Standalone
Characters/Pairings: Sanada Genichirou, Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura/Sanada
Summary: Yukimura really, really likes the way Sanada looks in a kimono. Written for the Porn Battle prompt: Yukimura/Sanada, traditional dress.
Meta: Porn Without Plot, I-4
Wordcount: 393
( Things to Wear )Seiichi liked how Genichirou looked in traditional clothing. The falling lines of a kimono or even yukata displayed Genichirou's broad shoulders and straight height, reminded everyone who watched of the power waiting in that still, composed figure.
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Standalone
Characters/Pairings: Kirihara Akaya, Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura/Kirihara
Summary: Kirihara's view of Yukimura. Written for the Porn Battle prompt: Yukimura/Kirihara, elemental.
Meta: Character Sketch with Porn, I-4
Wordcount: 272
( Elemental )When Seiichi-san made love to him it was pure and intense and wiped Akaya's mind clean of everything but the body over him, inside him, the hands spread against his back, the dip of Seiichi-san's dark head over him.
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Fandom/Arc: Mirror Writing, Prince of Tennis, River Poetry
Characters/Pairings: Atobe Keigo, Tezuka Kunimitsu, Tezuka/Atobe
Summary: Tezuka coaxes Atobe into an afternoon of relaxation. Written for the Porn Battle prompt: Tezuka/Atobe, languid.
Meta: Porn with Atomosphere, I-3
Wordcount: 381
( Feline )It was Kunimitsu's personal discovery. If Keigo was petted for long enough he unwound, forgot to be driven and arrogant, and relaxed into a languid sprawl of limbs, lounging against Kunimitsu's chest for hours at a time without protest.
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Translated
Characters/Pairings: Akutsu Jin, Arai Masashi, Dan Taichi, Echizen Ryouma, Horio Satoshi, Kachirou Katou, Kawamura Takashi
Summary: An outsider samurai visits, looking for a challenge. Echizen
gives it to him and comes a little closer to figuring things out.
Meta: Drama with Action and Blood, I-4
Wordcount: 2043
( Brittle Edge )They met in the training yard.
"The kid again, hm?" Akutsu looked down at Ryouma with cold eyes.
Ryouma shrugged. "We didn't finish, last time."
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Standalone
Characters/Pairings: Kirihara Akaya, Sanada Genichirou, Sanada/Kirihara
Summary: Arriving in high school, Kirihara gets a nice welcome back from Sanada. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Sanada/Kirihara, size queen.
Meta: Pure Smut, I-4
Wordcount: 352
( Full to Overflowing )The day couldn't get much better than this. It was a new year; he was a Regular on the high school team; everyone else had gone home and Sanada-san was fucking him, hard and big, stretching Akaya open perfectly.
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Twenty things about Yukimura. (Because Konomi lost his thread completely and I don't find Yukimura's Svengali Tennis the least little bit convincing.)
At first he thought it was strange, playing tennis in teams, but he's come to like the school club. It makes inside and outside clear.
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Standalone
Characters/Pairings: Sanada Genichirou, Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura/Sanada
Summary: Yukimura and Sanada have victory sex in the shower, after Nationals.
Meta: Porn with Characterization, I-3, Canon? What Canon?
Wordcount: 643
( If It's One That You Can Keep )The sound of his team rummaging around and getting dressed beyond the tile wall was both immediate and distant, the way everything had been since the blinding moment he realized the last point was his.
He was glad for it when warm arms slid around him and pulled him back against a solid chest.
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Fandom/Arc: Prince of Tennis, Standalone
Characters/Pairings: Sanada Genichirou, Yanagi Renji, Yukimura Seiichi, Yukimura/Sanada
Summary: Loosely based on the Five Stages of Love prompt. Yukimura and Sanada, over the years.
Meta: Drama with Romance, I-3, manga continuity
Wordcount: 1573
Seiichi nodded toward the rest of the club. "What do you think?"
Sanada crossed his arms, gazing across the courts again. "I'm glad you're here."
Read: Lignin
Fic post from my archive.
A year and a half later, Mizuki and Yuuta have some more hot sex for very good reasons.
"So, I'm evil?" Hajime-san murmured against Yuuta's shoulder, after a moment.
Yuuta laughed. "Yep. I like it that you are." He tangled his fingers with Hajime-san's and pulled his hand close to kiss the knuckles. "It's fun."
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Yuuta is down, after Nationals, and Mizuki prods him out of his end-of-the-world gloom.
Yuuta stopped short, looking out over St. Christopher's courts, which they had come out at the back of. "Oh," he said, very quietly, eyes wide.
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Yuuta and Mizuki enjoy some intimacy and experiment a little in bed.
Hajime-san laughed, the soft, throaty sound that he only ever made in bed, the one that made Yuuta hard just hearing it
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Mizuki comes to see Yuuta play; so does Fuji; a little silent competition ensues.
He'd never really taught Yuuta anything about managing people; he'd never had to.
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Mizuki and Yuuta have some pillow-talk about the ongoing tournaments and more about names.
Once he made up his mind to something, Yuuta had no self-consciousness Hajime had been able to discover, and he seemed perfectly content to lie in bed naked and discuss tennis while Hajime's hands wandered over him.
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Yuuta wants Kaneda to explain some facts of life to him.
"No." Yuuta kicked the door shut behind him, because he really didn't want the whole dorm hearing this. "I just... well I wondered... what it's like. I mean what happens. When you... um."
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Yuuta lets himself be a little distracted by new things; his team notices; maybe Yuuta doesn't care.
"Kaneda," Yuuta growled, knowing he was more flushed than exercise could excuse, "they are betting on my personal life."
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It's graduation, and Mizuki's intentions are finally unmistakable.
Yuuta supposed it was all sorts of good omens and stuff like that for the third years to graduate just as the sakura were blooming, but this year he felt just a little lost, watching the petals fall over everyone's carefully pressed uniforms.
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Yuuta and Mizuki train with each other over the winter and find their way toward an understanding.
Hajime's hands were cold.
He didn't bother telling himself it was because they were playing outside in the dead of winter. He knew better, and he did try not to lie to himself, at least.
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