PoT FIC: Steps (TezuRyo)
So
bookshop started the Pillar Pair Revolution for all manner of TezuRyo goodness. You should really check it out. Especially this piece by
zauberer_sirin. I said I didn't have time to write, so I did some crack screencap edits.
And then I couldn't help writing something after all.
Steps by Halrloprillalar
TezuRyo. PG-13, 300 words.
People are starting to talk.
People are starting to talk.
"Tezuka," Oishi says and lifts a hand to place on Tezuka's shoulder. Tezuka just looks at him. Oishi sighs and turns away.
When Tezuka leaves the clubhouse, Ryoma is three steps behind him.
They walk. Tezuka buys juice from a vending machine and watches Ryoma drink it. Ryoma's head tips back, his throat works, a drop beads at the corner of his mouth. Tezuka reaches out and thumbs it away. Ryoma smiles at him, eyes wide, and Tezuka's stomach clenches.
Tezuka buys tickets to a movie and they sit in the dark, twisting away from the screen, kissing until Tezuka's jaw is sore and Ryoma's lips are swollen. Tezuka can't keep his hands off Ryoma and so he doesn't. Ryoma leans into the touch, puts his hand on Tezuka's thigh, knocks his popcorn all over the floor.
They stand at the gate outside Ryoma's house, Tezuka looking down, Ryoma looking up. Ryoma hands Tezuka a note before he goes inside. Tezuka opens it on the train. It's a drawing of a cat, striped and squat and badly done. Work hard, the cat says. Tezuka smooths the paper and puts it in his math notebook. He has a test tomorrow.
Tezuka is in bed by eleven. Ryoma texts him: Good night, buchou. Sleep well, Tezuka sends back. xox, Ryoma writes, and Tezuka saves the message. He keeps them all.
Then he lies awake, staring at the ceiling, jerking off and trying, trying not to feel Ryoma's arms around his neck and Ryoma's mouth against his face. After he's done, he turns to stare at the wall.
The next day at practice, Oishi looks at Tezuka and this time Tezuka looks away.
When Tezuka leaves the clubhouse, Ryoma is three steps behind him.
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And then I couldn't help writing something after all.
Steps by Halrloprillalar
TezuRyo. PG-13, 300 words.
People are starting to talk.
People are starting to talk.
"Tezuka," Oishi says and lifts a hand to place on Tezuka's shoulder. Tezuka just looks at him. Oishi sighs and turns away.
When Tezuka leaves the clubhouse, Ryoma is three steps behind him.
They walk. Tezuka buys juice from a vending machine and watches Ryoma drink it. Ryoma's head tips back, his throat works, a drop beads at the corner of his mouth. Tezuka reaches out and thumbs it away. Ryoma smiles at him, eyes wide, and Tezuka's stomach clenches.
Tezuka buys tickets to a movie and they sit in the dark, twisting away from the screen, kissing until Tezuka's jaw is sore and Ryoma's lips are swollen. Tezuka can't keep his hands off Ryoma and so he doesn't. Ryoma leans into the touch, puts his hand on Tezuka's thigh, knocks his popcorn all over the floor.
They stand at the gate outside Ryoma's house, Tezuka looking down, Ryoma looking up. Ryoma hands Tezuka a note before he goes inside. Tezuka opens it on the train. It's a drawing of a cat, striped and squat and badly done. Work hard, the cat says. Tezuka smooths the paper and puts it in his math notebook. He has a test tomorrow.
Tezuka is in bed by eleven. Ryoma texts him: Good night, buchou. Sleep well, Tezuka sends back. xox, Ryoma writes, and Tezuka saves the message. He keeps them all.
Then he lies awake, staring at the ceiling, jerking off and trying, trying not to feel Ryoma's arms around his neck and Ryoma's mouth against his face. After he's done, he turns to stare at the wall.
The next day at practice, Oishi looks at Tezuka and this time Tezuka looks away.
When Tezuka leaves the clubhouse, Ryoma is three steps behind him.
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Is it possible to be a double agent without actually being loyal to one side or the other? Or while being loyal to BOTH sides?
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It's entirely possible to ship both sides. You don't have to pick. Like me and InuKai/MomoKai. More enjoyment all around.
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I know I can ship both sides -- I ship all sides (Seigaku OT9 plus many select members from other teams!) all the time and it IS more enjoyment all around (InuKai totally happened, but then Inui's first love reappered -- he'd been counting the days! Who knew data could be so romantic -- and Kaidoh had to face up to the *real* reason he's always fighting with Momo) because I think everything is canon and there is room in this canon for everything, even crack like Ryoma/Shinji (special Grip Tape love) because Ryoma is a whore and what was I talking about? Oh, the revolution! Because you know, in this strict military setting, if my duplicity is revealed, I could be executed! And the other side wouldn't even mount a rescue mission for me, because I wasn't really loyal to them, either.
Maybe there's a special OT3 Black Ops organization that's secretly conspiring behind both sides of the revolution and they'll come recruit me.
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*looks around nervously*
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Oh sweetie. XDDDD
*sends love*
In fact, take ALL OF IT. XDDD It's going to you in the end, anyway. XDDDD
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Tezuka buys tickets to a movie and they sit in the dark, twisting away from the screen, kissing until Tezuka's jaw is sore and Ryoma's lips are swollen. Tezuka can't keep his hands off Ryoma and so he doesn't. Ryoma leans into the touch, puts his hand on Tezuka's thigh, knocks his popcorn all over the floor.
God, I think this is my favourite paragraph in anything I've read in *months*.
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There's something about these two that just makes for very stripped down prose. They don't speak with each other much in canon, just are silent a lot of the time. So I've been working to capture that dynamic in the fic.
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completely irresistable and drool-worthy~~