Fanfiction - Prince of tennis - When you're strong, I'm happy
I know I know. Sorry.
Fandom: Prince of tennis
Characters/Pairings: Tachibana Kippei, Chitose Senri
Summary: Modern AU. The boys play basketball instead of tennis. It's a part of a bigger project, but it stands well enough alone.
When you're strong I'm happy
There was a person waiting for Tachibana by the gate, just like Kamio had said.
"It's been a while."
"What are you doing here?"
"A game?"
"Sure."
The ball bounced from the asphalt and the game was on. Tachibana covered and Chitose docked. Thump thump thump, the ball went through the basket. It didn't end there. Tachibana countered with a three pointer. Five minutes, quarter an hour, hour. Rounding, docking, throwing, attacking, covering. He fell into his old rhythm, forgetting the time.
"Snotch it up a little, Kippei."
"No way."
"Scared?"
"A little."
Another hour and then his body couldn't take it anymore. He hadn't kept playing as he had changed schools and it came back with a vengeange. He would hurt all over in the morning, probably. Still, sitting next to his fellow wing after the longest time felt great. Refreshing. They hadn't been friends, but they hadn't not been either. It had been complicated. It was complicated.
"Even out of shape you almost beat me. That's not fair." Chitose was smiling, Tachibana could hear it in his voice. They'd battled for the same team, but with each other as well. They'd always matched. Always.
"It's not about what shape I'm in," he said seriously, and Chitose finished it with him:
"It's about what you want." The other was quiet for a moment and nodded then. "Yeah, it wouldn't be fun othervice." Tachibana arched an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?" There had not been a moment out of the court that Chitose didn't baffle him. Everything the guy said seemed to have a meaning that he couldn't really understand, and just like always before, this time as well Chitose laughed and shook his head.
"It's nothing." He stood up, wiping his forehead with his wristband. "Kippei! Again." And though his legs protested, Tachibana got up. In the end there was nothing that he wouldn't do for this guy. Nothing at all. He didn't quite understand it, but he didn't have to, either. All he knew was that it had everything to do with what had happened half a year ago, and nothing at all.
Fandom: Prince of tennis
Characters/Pairings: Tachibana Kippei, Chitose Senri
Summary: Modern AU. The boys play basketball instead of tennis. It's a part of a bigger project, but it stands well enough alone.
When you're strong I'm happy
There was a person waiting for Tachibana by the gate, just like Kamio had said.
"It's been a while."
"What are you doing here?"
"A game?"
"Sure."
The ball bounced from the asphalt and the game was on. Tachibana covered and Chitose docked. Thump thump thump, the ball went through the basket. It didn't end there. Tachibana countered with a three pointer. Five minutes, quarter an hour, hour. Rounding, docking, throwing, attacking, covering. He fell into his old rhythm, forgetting the time.
"Snotch it up a little, Kippei."
"No way."
"Scared?"
"A little."
Another hour and then his body couldn't take it anymore. He hadn't kept playing as he had changed schools and it came back with a vengeange. He would hurt all over in the morning, probably. Still, sitting next to his fellow wing after the longest time felt great. Refreshing. They hadn't been friends, but they hadn't not been either. It had been complicated. It was complicated.
"Even out of shape you almost beat me. That's not fair." Chitose was smiling, Tachibana could hear it in his voice. They'd battled for the same team, but with each other as well. They'd always matched. Always.
"It's not about what shape I'm in," he said seriously, and Chitose finished it with him:
"It's about what you want." The other was quiet for a moment and nodded then. "Yeah, it wouldn't be fun othervice." Tachibana arched an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?" There had not been a moment out of the court that Chitose didn't baffle him. Everything the guy said seemed to have a meaning that he couldn't really understand, and just like always before, this time as well Chitose laughed and shook his head.
"It's nothing." He stood up, wiping his forehead with his wristband. "Kippei! Again." And though his legs protested, Tachibana got up. In the end there was nothing that he wouldn't do for this guy. Nothing at all. He didn't quite understand it, but he didn't have to, either. All he knew was that it had everything to do with what had happened half a year ago, and nothing at all.