Safe Harbour: Part 1 (PG-13, OshiGaku)

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© 2006 Gold
Title: Safe Harbour
Part 1
Author: Gold
Rating: PG-13, for language and same-gender pairings
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis is created by Konomi Takeshi. This work is a piece of fanfiction and no part of it is attributed to Konomi-san or any other entity holding any legal right associated with and arising out of Prince of Tennis .  It was

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[innusiq]

Okay, you have my interest piqued. Also, I've learned (or should I say re-learned), that men are totally clueless, even Oshitari, which is a little shocking to say the least. Maybe what's more shocking is that I think Shishido has more of a clue. My, my, my...

Thanks for sharing this, and I look forward to the next part!

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*coughs* Yes, I wanted a slightly different Oshitari this time, not someone who might quickly realise and accept happily that he and Gakuto are two halves of a great whole.

Shishido and Hiyoshi both have more of a clue... because sometimes Oshitari takes things for granted, as we all do. The onlookers may be clearest about what truly lies beneath.

[fyretoppaaa]

... Oh my. I'm definitely interested; the style in which you write is beautifully flowing and rich and vivid, and the way you recall with both nostalgia and a certain irony reminds me of exactly why I continue to love this fandom even when it's not all about the tennis anymore, and people aren't writing about the teams, exactly, anymore.

I adore your descriptions, of Shishido's "quietly classical features" and Gakuto's slightly ridiculous but unique style. It just... feels like a story worth following, and I'm going to go with straight feel on this one: it's gonna be brilliant.

One thing: Hiyoshi turns his face towards the window of blue sky and the brilliant sunshine sunlight I'm not sure if you wanted one or both in there? Typo? :D;

Also, I have this distinct feeling that this is one of those fics where I'm going to want to hit Oshitari for being oblivious and Gakuto for being a ridiculously moody little bitchling. ♥;;

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TYPO! I have edited it! Thanks for pointing it out!

And I'm glad you liked this first part! XD This fandom can't be all about tennis-- the anime, manga, PoT songs, bromides, PS2 games, animated movie, live action musicals, etc. all proved that there's a world outside tennis that the boys are part of! I just wanted to peek into their future a little and wonder about the maybes, what ifs and supposes...

[ataraxistence]

*grins* You know, I can see that this is going to be pretty painful for a certain point in future, and you know what? I'm still going to stick with this fic and read it, because I love your writing style. It's been a while since I last read or wrote large meaty paragraphs that just flow with the story and bring you along. And I like the whole 'what happens in the future' sort of theme. ^^

Looking forward to the next part!

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=p Thanks!

"Large, meaty paragraphs"... hmm, yes, that does describe this thing... Sometimes I just don't want to chop the paragraphs into smaller chunks, and I don't want to be less verbose, because it's just too much fun to leave it the way it is. Plus the feel of the fic would somehow be a leetle, beetle, beet less than the intended effect.

I like writing about what happens in the future...

[thousandbirds]

I am looking forward for the next part...keep up the good work!

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Thank you very much! ^___________^

[tininess]

Very interesting. I like how you made this into a detail rich fic and wrapped in a thundercloud trimmed with lightning bolts just had me. Great descriptions and the interactions are also note worthy. I like the way "sempai culture" is still apparent here [haha, the japanese are so polite]. :3 The chapter end is a grabber.

You Win! Can't wait to read more. *eager*

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Ah, thanks! *grins* I think Hiyoshi could never drop the "sempai", not after six years of using it.

^_____________^ I just hope people understood what happened at the end of this chapter.

[tininess]

hahaha, don't worry it was obvious what happened. the black saloon speeding by gave it away.

btw, I just realized that the last paragraph had too much 'against the wall'. Just a thought. XD