Yes, I think I shall attempt a Loveless-esque TezuRyo <3 I really, really like the sound of that xD
Fighter!Tezuka and Sacrifice!Ryoma *_* shiny.
Unless someone wants to be nice and write me one? Refer to Kaori's one as a model fic; but I want mine longer, much longer :D
TezuRyo! I swear, I love Kish. Like, ajg;alkgha;lsg Her Halloween!fic TRUTH IN ART <3
They all agree, though, if not aloud, that Fuji and Inui are a bit too involved in their roles. "A match tomorrow, Echizen," says Inui, staring deep into Fuji's eyes.
Fuji looks up at him with something resembling a smile. "Fine, buchou."
"Stop that, stupid mamushi!" Momo shouts suddenly, and tackles Kaidoh into some of the decorations. Kaidoh punches him, and Momo punches back, and Tezuka (the real one) says sharply, "Momoshiro, Kaidoh! Enough!"
And by the time the fight is broken up, Fuji and Inui are standing by the far wall. Fuji's hands are linked at the back of Inui's neck, stroking the hair at the back of the wig, and Inui's arms hold Fuji securely against him, Fuji's cap between two of his fingers, hanging down beside them. Fuji has to stand on tiptoes to kiss Inui, which makes the picture oddly accurate in terms of proportion.
Kaidoh chokes and forgets about glaring at Momo. For several moments, in fact, everybody forgets about everything. Strangely, Tezuka and Echizen aren't the ones to protest this apparent defamation of character.
"That… that isn't-" says Oishi, and can't go on. Eiji drapes himself over Oishi's shoulders, watching, more fascinated than horrified.
"Echizen wouldn't… with Tezuka-buchou!" Horio shrieks loudly, and feigns a faint. Katsuo and Kachiro grab him by the shoulders to hold him up.
Fuji breaks off the playacting for a moment to turn and inform him, "No, it's in-character. We studied for our roles, didn't we, Inui?"
"Of course," says Inui, and somehow manages to make his Tezuka-glasses gleam.
"Hey, hey," says Momo. "Where is Echizen?" He looks around, standing on tiptoes in order to see past everyone and around the decorations.
"And Tezuka?" Fuji adds pointedly, and Eiji laughs against Oishi's shoulder.
They don't understand his point until Horio chokes back a little gargle and points to Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer, who are kissing even more deeply in the corner behind the refreshments table. Despite an entire roomful of people gaping (or in Fuji's and Inui's cases, smiling indulgently and taking notes) at them, Nadal and Federer don't seem to notice anyone but each other.
This doesn't make much sense, and I disagree with Federer!Tezuka. But I still maintain my stand that, KISH YOU ARE A GENIUS. And I doubt Nadal is shorter than Federer, but my suspicions are secondary to Kish's brillance.
Girl!Kite :O I forgot all about her(him?) till May replied to how (s)he looked so domestic.
May Ng is my PoT soulmate. She sings Tezuka all the time. Need I say more? And I sing Flower during Ms Rockey's lessons, btw. Thalia can testify xD (Though she doesn't know what I'm singing, but she knows I sing)
And I know I've said this earlier, but no harm in saying it twice.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHOUTAROU ♥ May your Shishido-san celebrate with you to your heart's content
Labels: echizen ryoma, fic, loveless, ohtori choutarou, prince of tennis, random, shishido ryou, tezuka kunimitsu
