I've never even *watched* Prince of Tennis in my life, but gah this fic is so good. Lately I've been thinking about writing a post about how I've never found a really short fic that I liked, but this - wow. This is every bit as potent as something ten times its length.

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*.