LOG: Saeki, Kite
Who: Saeki Koujirou, Kite Eishirou
What: Spend their first night as roommates
Where: Their shared room
When: first night after move in
Rating: pg 13 for some swearing.
Comments: Singing the rousing duet “I love you, but I can’t/don't” from Angst!! The Musical… Yes please. Go for it
It was a late evening of the day people had finally moved into their new rooms. Saeki was tense as a violin cord, not that he ever played one, he just had heard violin cords were pretty tight. Like his nerves at the moment. It was best to start the good night sleep for both of them-plan he'd been putting together with ideas and suggestions from various people, namely, the Fuji brothers and other people. He hadn't been promoting his crush, just asking advice how to handle sleep walking.
He'd packed the handcuffs where he could easily access them. How very fitting that it had been Kite himself who'd "borrowed" the pair to him, in case he needed to tame a difficult sensei. In the end he needed to tame himself it seemed. "You said you don't mind weird sleeping habits didn’t you, Ki~te~kun~?" he sang his inquiry to the room.
Kite had just finished unpacking himself and had been setting his beloved noxious gourd by the window for light. He might have had to move and leave that huge comfortable bed that was Atobe's for the small things that the school issued out tot he boys, but the thing he refused to leave behind...was his beloved plant. A little reminder of home far far away from home.
He turned to the sound of the voice and smiled a little. "Ahhh. Saeki. I was wondering when you showed up. I already took this side of the room." He started towards the other. "And yes. I don't mind at all."
Saeki grinned sheepishly. "Maa, I figured something like that. It's okay; I’m not really into Feng Shui anyway." Whirling the handcuffs around his finger, he pointed them with his free hand. "Okay, so I guess the weirdest habit is right here~ I lock myself on the bed for Keigo's peace of mind." He had chosen an extra-expressive way to tell his business. It was.... easier. "And before you ask, no~ it's nothing to do with you! It seems like my genes are the receptive kind and Keigo's the magnetic kind. I startled him one night by sleepwalking into his room and I'd rather not do it again, especially with Niou in the room. Also~ This prevents my more frequent habit of crawling into the closest warm bed whenever I get cold at night. To put it simply, it's a fool proof 'Stop Sae from doing things he'll regret later in his sleep'-method~ What do you think? Can you handle my hot presence chained up in the bed on the other side of this room, All Night, for as long as you're cursed?"
Kite looked at the chain and stood very still a moment before laughing a little. "Koujirou... It's not weird. You have to do what you have to do. Your brother has nightmares sometimes." He was sure it was okay to tell Saeki that. "I'll be okay with you needing those if you think you need them." He started towards the bed he had claimed and sat on it, lounging to look at the other boy. "And I can't guarantee that on very very cold nights, I don't end up crawling in with you. I've grown accustomed to someone next to me." he was merely telling the truth. When he had roomed with Sanada, he hadn't gotten used to the feeling of having Keigo next to him. But now it was a presence he was sure he would miss, especially here in winter time. "But I don't think we're cursed. We could have been put with people we don't like."
That would've been thousand times better, Saeki thought but didn't say it. Kite would've probably taken it the wrong way. "I don't think that'll be a problem. I have this feeling you'll have the usual person next to you more than not. Just warn me if you want me gone. I'm not leaving the room if Keigo marches in and tells me to disappear." He thought about something suddenly and smiled a bit sheepishly again. "Um, better tell me now if you have some rules too. Otherwise I'll just load you with my rules and that's not fair. Then again, Syuu did say you're capable of whipping me into shape if my head grows too big. Just telling you, I'm a terrible roommate."
Kite wasn't too sure about that. He didn't want to put his roommate out, just because he was feeling a little lonely and wanted some quality boyfriend time. It wasn't fair to Saeki. Besides, he didn't know what sort of arrangement Keigo's roommate would come to. "I will find out about those sorts of arrangements. But I'll make sure your brother doesn't kick you out of your own room." He flopped back onto the much smaller bed and smiled a little. It was more his style. Nothing like a normal bed to remind him of his own roots. Keigo truly spoiled him. "And I don't have many rules. Mostly, look but don't touch." He meant his stuff of course. "And if I look like I'm about to kill someone...I probably am and it's not a good idea to bother me until I can calm down again. That's about it. I don't have a lot of rules."
I'll keep that in mind, Saeki nodded to himself. He'd been properly warned, not that he wasn't jumpy enough already. He could already see the long sleepless nights he had ahead of him. At least I can look, he comforted himself. Food for his hungry eyes. Tired eyes, now that he mentioned it. "Deal. I'm turning in now. Kick me if you need me." He clicked the first cuff on his wrist and then stared at the bed thoughtfully. How to chain himself best...? And still be able to get out of the bed in the morning?
Kite paused and walked over to the other's bed to loom. "There is one more thing...Call me Eishirou. Kite-kun is too formal. And I'll call you Koujirou. What do you say?" He hovered and waited for the answer while watching in amusement as Saeki tried to figure out a rather familiar pair of fuzzy handcuffs.
"Buuut", Saeki whined pathetically. It was hard to breathe with Kite above him like that. "Kite-kun comes out more naturally!" He'd come to know Kite as Kite-kun, he couldn't get past that. Just like people usually called him Sae instead of Koujirou, like Kite liked doing. "It's a personality thing, not a formal thing. Honestly, where in my bones can you find 'formal' anyway? I'll scrub it off."
Saeki was whining and Kite sighed. He supposed that it might be a little hard. After all, so few people actually dared called him his given name. It was something special. Only Keigo and his boys could do it. No one else. So that meant Saeki was like Keigo...like his boys. Saeki was special to get such permission. "If you insist. Just letting you know that you can." He reached down for the wrist. "You want help with that? I would think one wrist will do and we put the key close. I doubt you can sleep lock pick."
"I know I can", Saeki nodded. "I have too. It's just for special occasions." Like when it slipped from his tongue without him noticing it. Though in the end, Kite-kun felt the most comfortable for him to say. Kite changed the subject to the handcuffs and Saeki's attention turned to them as well. Until Kite said the last sentence. He gave the guy a rueful stare to the bones. "How do you think I got into Keigo's room? He doesn't exactly have the habit of leaving the door open."
He chuckles and his hand moved to ruffle that soft bi-colored hair. He would have to be careful, as the texture was so similar to Atobe's. He did so and shook his own head while doing it. "You are always so full of surprises." He wasn't bothered though by that fact. He wouldn't try to kill this boy like he had Marui. "I guess that means the key is mine."
You have no idea. Saeki chose not to say it out loud and instead commented on the other thing: "You're taking the key?!" His eyes opened wide. "That would mean I have to rely on you letting me free in the morning, and what if you forget? 'Anou, sensei... I know you must be wondering why I wasn't in class yesterday. The thing is, I was chained to my bed and Kite-kun took off with the key!' Not that I honestly think you would do that, but it's best to leave the key on where I can reach it and tie up both hands. That's how I always do it." Or would've done had he actually done it before.
He almost continued to play with that hair. It was hard for him to let his fingers leave and he was sure they twitched a little when he forced them away. He was about to snatch that key away and then nodded. "If that's how you have to do it...I'll leave it set up where you can reach it. After all, wouldn't want you late to classes, now would I?" He put the key right by Saeki's hand before walking back towards his own bed. "You have the right idea though. A little sleep." His hands went down to the hem of his shirt and he started to pull it up slowly baring that powerful back.
"Ah, Kite-" Saeki turned on his side unsure if he'd said something wrong, and then he froze. Kite...was...taking off his.... Cannot compute - dangerous over-heating, he thought, and panicked, jumping up from his bed. "Wha-what do you think you're doing?!"
Kite stopped, shit only halfway off. Not enough that it showed the change he had done to one of his scars, but enough to show enough of his body to render such a sudden reaction. He turned, hem, still in hand. "You have the right idea, I think. Going to bed for a bit. I have to get used to a smaller bed and why not just crash for a bit." He wondered if perhaps he should have mentioned earlier, that he slept with his shirt off most nights. It was a habit from balmy, tropical Okinawa where the less clothing on at night, the better. "Do you have a problem with me undressing here?" he wouldn't think so, because they were both in tennis and spent numerous hours getting naked in front of other boys in the locker room.
Saeki's cheeks were beef-red and he was glad his hair had fallen on his eyes. This was worse than he'd thought! "Ah, um, no way, why- Why would I have a problem with it? Ha ha haha, um come here for a bit. I need your hands." The beach bum dived towards his bags and practically ripped the other one open to fish around for the item he needed. "FOUND IT!" he got weakly on his feet and pushed the bandanna he'd found towards Kite. "I'm a light sleeper and sensitive to light. So, cover my eyes for me please." If you don't, I'd die before we can make this arrangement work.
The shirt fell back into place when Saeki started panicking. That was the only way Kite could explain it. Saeki was panicking for some reason. He didn't know why. And he wasn't sure he wanted to ask. After all, the other boy would probably just laugh it off and tell him it was nothing. Instead, he adjusted his glasses and stared at the cloth in his hand. "Saeki.... you don't have to lie you know. Just tell me you don't want me to get undressed in here and I won't. Just that simple..." Because honestly, he had never heard of going to such lengths...after all, they could get darker curtains.
"No, seriously. You don't have to worry about going out of your way. I'd tie it myself but my hair gets tangled in the knot and it hurts." The Fuji-patented smile came on Saeki's face almost as naturally as his own, brilliant one. "It's not that you...getting undressed for bed... Bothers me - not at all! Go ahead though I dunno how you can sleep without a shirt - I'd get sooo cold~ You just reminded me of something, that's all."
Kite frowned more. He didn't like that smile. That fake fake smile. But Saeki was insisting and he supposed that if anything, it would keep his friend out of trouble. Though really, he wasn't stupid. There was something going on and he was going to get to the bottom of it. And soon, before he started to grow uncomfortable. "It's habit..." He walked forward and started to wrap the cloth around the eyes and then stopped and stated... "Look me in the eyes and tell me you aren't lying to me. Look me in the eyes and tell me that there isn't something else going on that I'm not yet aware of. You tell me that and if I believe you...then I'll do what you want."
This is why I hate you! YOU KNOW I CAN'T DO THAT!!! Saeki pouted, then took on his most serious expression, and turned to face Kite, setting his hands firmly on the other boy's shoulders. "Kite-kun. There's lots going on that you have no idea about. But you don't have to worry about it. It's nothing serious." His grip tightened. "Please let me keep some of my mysteries to myself, you insufferable Baka, or I'll never tell you anything again. Understood?"
His eye twitched just a little. Then he was calm...Far too calm. The next moment, his hand was swinging. He couldn't stop it...almost couldn't. The slap didn't connect, instead, his palm rested against Saeki's face. "I know I'm your friend...But there's one thing I can't stand more than anything else, its liars. You lie to my face again...and you'll be needing drenchers. Are we clear?" Because it seemed to Kite more and more that all his friend did was lie. He was sick of the lies. He was sick of the secrets. He was...just sick of it all really.
He shoved the cloth back into Saeki's hand and turned his back on him. "Tie it yourself... I'll get undressed under the covers, since it bothers you so much..." He turned his back and all but stormed over to his bed to flop on it.
Saeki turned his back and grit his teeth. He was really really mad at the moment. But also, sad. "...And the one time I didn't lie was the time you just had to pick up on it. Or you could've just bore it for another day, and I would've found a way to avoid all the bad subjects all together, impatient ass." He murmured it to himself and in half-undecipherable words. Of course, he didn't really want Kite to hear any of it, but he wanted to show he was displeased all the same. And in what law did it read anyway, that Saeki absolutely had to bare his heart and soul to Kite? Just the idea of doing that....it was impossible. Saeki would lose Kite altogether and not just Kite either, Keigo too, probably. And he'd be pitied, and pity was something Saeki didn't want in anywhere his direction if he didn't call for it. So why? Why should he? Open every door; give all the ends of his chains to a person who couldn't do anything with them? To someone, who would hurt him, unintentionally or no, no matter what words he would choose in the end. No matter how hot the idea was, to be completely owned, Kite wouldn't own him. Kite liked the other puppy in the basket more.
Saeki sighed watching the bandanna in his hands. Why had he asked Kite to do it anyway? He was probably just used to asking his roommate's help in little things like that. He crushed the bandanna in his fist. "What did I ever do to you anyway, you big fat jerk!" He shot his hand forward, throwing the bandanna angrily on the bed. But he picked it up again after a moment and tied it up, wincing a little when his hair got stuck in the knot. See nothing, do nothing. He lifted the covers and crawled under them, before slipping the other cuff through the bars and clipping it shut. "Not like I'm only doing this for my self..."
Kite just glared at the ceiling. This wasn't going well at all. He wondered if they would need the line after all. Because right now, he was a little angry that Saeki kept on lying to him. He knew...oh he knew better than anyone that Saeki didn't have to tell him anything. But he also knew that so far, he had been one of the few people that the other did talk to about things. And perhaps that was what was bothering him. Saeki had stopped confiding in him. Which was why when Saeki exploded, he exploded right back.
"What did you do? You've been telling me all sorts of lies. You've been someone who's not you. And you stopped confiding in me. And it pisses me off...it pisses me off because I thought I was someone you could rely on and trust. And now your telling me lies about fucking bandanas because you can't tell me straight out like a man that you've got some problem with me taking my shirt off or some shit."
He growled darkly and his arms crossed. "I don't know who the hell you are...but you aren't the Saeki I know. And like hell you aren't... You sure as hell aren't going it for anyone else. You're protecting yourself from something...and I wish I knew what...Because I'm your friend still and I can protect you too." And really, with Kite, that was what it came down to. The urge to protect his friends. Surely, Saeki knew that.
Saeki wished he could get deeper under the covers but he was too stubborn to go through the trouble. "Well, I don't like the Kite who keeps pressuring me to be someone else than I am!" he snapped back. He was glad he couldn't see anything, but he really wanted to throw a fit, with his belongings flying all over the place. Then again, Saeki wasn't someone who liked losing control like that in front of others. Especially after throwing Yuuta with a book when he was seven. He didn't feel a personal need to hurt people just because he needed to blow off some steam. "I've done all sorts of things for you, let me breathe already! Did it ever occur to you that if I don't confide in you, it might mean there's nothing to confide! I'm not weak, I can handle the small stuff by myself. I wanna do stuff by myself! I don't need other people fussing over me all the time!"
Perhaps Saeki was right and he did push the other boy. He was a pushy guy. It came from being the buchou to the worst lot of tennis players ever to stop on the court. However, at the same time, he never asked anything he wasn't prepared to do himself. "But you haven't been yourself." He stated. "You haven't been you since..." since I got together with....Keigo... "Since a while now. And don't give me that crap about changing. You've not changed. You've done a total 180 of what you were when we first met. People change yes, but they don't change that much." Because in Kite's honest opinion, Saeki wasn't being himself. He hadn't been himself for far far too long. The tiger on the court was being replaced by some stranger that Kite didn't know if he wanted to know... but he was Saeki's friend and he would be there no matter how much he changed, just to shove into his face the way he used to be...the way it should be....the happy Saeki who didn't sneak around and didn't hide things and said just what was on his mind. A Saeki he was just seeing a little of now, during this little fight.
"And yes, it occurred to me that maybe that's the case. But it's also occurred to me that it's something huge and you don't want to burden anyone with it because you've already dumped a lot on a lot of people. Well, you can dump more on me because I can take it. I know you aren't weak, but right now, you're sure doing a damn good job of it. Running and hiding from whatever it is because you're too much of a damn coward to face it yourself. Where the hell did the tiger go, Saeki? That's what I want to know."
He growled again. "And maybe...did it ever occur to you that people fuss over you because they care for you. If I didn't fuss on you, it means I didn't give a damn. I do it...because I care about you. So you'll just have to deal with it because I'm not going to stop caring just because it's not convenient to you. That's not how I work. You're one of my boys, Koujirou. for better of for worse, and I never ever let any of my boys go it alone."
"I told Syuu", Saeki said snidely, changing his tactic this time. Well, that was a given, he told Fuji everything. "So there, I'm not alone with it. And the tiger? I wonder. Maybe he was a Sheshire-neko from the beginning and you just failed to see it." The Sheshire-neko he'd come to know was... Stupid. One-track-minded. Full of need to be the one and only knight for the one and only important person. A pet, a friend, and easy to lash out. Ready to destroy the world if the world was the thing which brought pain to the one person. Then, Saeki thought, closing his eyes under the garment. That one and only important person. Who is it?
Kite wouldn't accept that tactic. He refused. Because yes, he told Fuji everything. Which was all well and good. But it seemed not to help anything. And if it was no help, then best to tell a person who could try and help. At least in his mind. "Fine. You aren't alone. But I'm still not going to let you be. I've told you before that you're stuck with me." He shifted in the bed a little and sighed. "The Cheshire cat...No...It was a tiger, Saeki. It was a tiger, and if you let it be the other, then one day, you will vanish away and all there will be is a smile without the cat... And I won't let that happen. I won't let you vanish. That is a promise." Because Kite was Saeki's friend and Kite wouldn’t let this boy fade away into nothing but that fake little smile.
“Then I'll leave it to you, Kite-kun..." Saeki yawned, tired of this useless debate. He'd be fussed over no matter what he said, no matter how wrong it felt for him to have that much of Kite's attention even when he meant nothing of the sort to Kite that Kite meant to him. But how to calm the guy down? Unless Saeki found the right white lie that bit just right, he'd end up having a very anti-climatic confession somewhere in the future. He'd have to figure out something much bigger than his stupid little misplaced heart. But he'd think about that tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after. Not tonight.
What: Spend their first night as roommates
Where: Their shared room
When: first night after move in
Rating: pg 13 for some swearing.
Comments: Singing the rousing duet “I love you, but I can’t/don't” from Angst!! The Musical… Yes please. Go for it
It was a late evening of the day people had finally moved into their new rooms. Saeki was tense as a violin cord, not that he ever played one, he just had heard violin cords were pretty tight. Like his nerves at the moment. It was best to start the good night sleep for both of them-plan he'd been putting together with ideas and suggestions from various people, namely, the Fuji brothers and other people. He hadn't been promoting his crush, just asking advice how to handle sleep walking.
He'd packed the handcuffs where he could easily access them. How very fitting that it had been Kite himself who'd "borrowed" the pair to him, in case he needed to tame a difficult sensei. In the end he needed to tame himself it seemed. "You said you don't mind weird sleeping habits didn’t you, Ki~te~kun~?" he sang his inquiry to the room.
Kite had just finished unpacking himself and had been setting his beloved noxious gourd by the window for light. He might have had to move and leave that huge comfortable bed that was Atobe's for the small things that the school issued out tot he boys, but the thing he refused to leave behind...was his beloved plant. A little reminder of home far far away from home.
He turned to the sound of the voice and smiled a little. "Ahhh. Saeki. I was wondering when you showed up. I already took this side of the room." He started towards the other. "And yes. I don't mind at all."
Saeki grinned sheepishly. "Maa, I figured something like that. It's okay; I’m not really into Feng Shui anyway." Whirling the handcuffs around his finger, he pointed them with his free hand. "Okay, so I guess the weirdest habit is right here~ I lock myself on the bed for Keigo's peace of mind." He had chosen an extra-expressive way to tell his business. It was.... easier. "And before you ask, no~ it's nothing to do with you! It seems like my genes are the receptive kind and Keigo's the magnetic kind. I startled him one night by sleepwalking into his room and I'd rather not do it again, especially with Niou in the room. Also~ This prevents my more frequent habit of crawling into the closest warm bed whenever I get cold at night. To put it simply, it's a fool proof 'Stop Sae from doing things he'll regret later in his sleep'-method~ What do you think? Can you handle my hot presence chained up in the bed on the other side of this room, All Night, for as long as you're cursed?"
Kite looked at the chain and stood very still a moment before laughing a little. "Koujirou... It's not weird. You have to do what you have to do. Your brother has nightmares sometimes." He was sure it was okay to tell Saeki that. "I'll be okay with you needing those if you think you need them." He started towards the bed he had claimed and sat on it, lounging to look at the other boy. "And I can't guarantee that on very very cold nights, I don't end up crawling in with you. I've grown accustomed to someone next to me." he was merely telling the truth. When he had roomed with Sanada, he hadn't gotten used to the feeling of having Keigo next to him. But now it was a presence he was sure he would miss, especially here in winter time. "But I don't think we're cursed. We could have been put with people we don't like."
That would've been thousand times better, Saeki thought but didn't say it. Kite would've probably taken it the wrong way. "I don't think that'll be a problem. I have this feeling you'll have the usual person next to you more than not. Just warn me if you want me gone. I'm not leaving the room if Keigo marches in and tells me to disappear." He thought about something suddenly and smiled a bit sheepishly again. "Um, better tell me now if you have some rules too. Otherwise I'll just load you with my rules and that's not fair. Then again, Syuu did say you're capable of whipping me into shape if my head grows too big. Just telling you, I'm a terrible roommate."
Kite wasn't too sure about that. He didn't want to put his roommate out, just because he was feeling a little lonely and wanted some quality boyfriend time. It wasn't fair to Saeki. Besides, he didn't know what sort of arrangement Keigo's roommate would come to. "I will find out about those sorts of arrangements. But I'll make sure your brother doesn't kick you out of your own room." He flopped back onto the much smaller bed and smiled a little. It was more his style. Nothing like a normal bed to remind him of his own roots. Keigo truly spoiled him. "And I don't have many rules. Mostly, look but don't touch." He meant his stuff of course. "And if I look like I'm about to kill someone...I probably am and it's not a good idea to bother me until I can calm down again. That's about it. I don't have a lot of rules."
I'll keep that in mind, Saeki nodded to himself. He'd been properly warned, not that he wasn't jumpy enough already. He could already see the long sleepless nights he had ahead of him. At least I can look, he comforted himself. Food for his hungry eyes. Tired eyes, now that he mentioned it. "Deal. I'm turning in now. Kick me if you need me." He clicked the first cuff on his wrist and then stared at the bed thoughtfully. How to chain himself best...? And still be able to get out of the bed in the morning?
Kite paused and walked over to the other's bed to loom. "There is one more thing...Call me Eishirou. Kite-kun is too formal. And I'll call you Koujirou. What do you say?" He hovered and waited for the answer while watching in amusement as Saeki tried to figure out a rather familiar pair of fuzzy handcuffs.
"Buuut", Saeki whined pathetically. It was hard to breathe with Kite above him like that. "Kite-kun comes out more naturally!" He'd come to know Kite as Kite-kun, he couldn't get past that. Just like people usually called him Sae instead of Koujirou, like Kite liked doing. "It's a personality thing, not a formal thing. Honestly, where in my bones can you find 'formal' anyway? I'll scrub it off."
Saeki was whining and Kite sighed. He supposed that it might be a little hard. After all, so few people actually dared called him his given name. It was something special. Only Keigo and his boys could do it. No one else. So that meant Saeki was like Keigo...like his boys. Saeki was special to get such permission. "If you insist. Just letting you know that you can." He reached down for the wrist. "You want help with that? I would think one wrist will do and we put the key close. I doubt you can sleep lock pick."
"I know I can", Saeki nodded. "I have too. It's just for special occasions." Like when it slipped from his tongue without him noticing it. Though in the end, Kite-kun felt the most comfortable for him to say. Kite changed the subject to the handcuffs and Saeki's attention turned to them as well. Until Kite said the last sentence. He gave the guy a rueful stare to the bones. "How do you think I got into Keigo's room? He doesn't exactly have the habit of leaving the door open."
He chuckles and his hand moved to ruffle that soft bi-colored hair. He would have to be careful, as the texture was so similar to Atobe's. He did so and shook his own head while doing it. "You are always so full of surprises." He wasn't bothered though by that fact. He wouldn't try to kill this boy like he had Marui. "I guess that means the key is mine."
You have no idea. Saeki chose not to say it out loud and instead commented on the other thing: "You're taking the key?!" His eyes opened wide. "That would mean I have to rely on you letting me free in the morning, and what if you forget? 'Anou, sensei... I know you must be wondering why I wasn't in class yesterday. The thing is, I was chained to my bed and Kite-kun took off with the key!' Not that I honestly think you would do that, but it's best to leave the key on where I can reach it and tie up both hands. That's how I always do it." Or would've done had he actually done it before.
He almost continued to play with that hair. It was hard for him to let his fingers leave and he was sure they twitched a little when he forced them away. He was about to snatch that key away and then nodded. "If that's how you have to do it...I'll leave it set up where you can reach it. After all, wouldn't want you late to classes, now would I?" He put the key right by Saeki's hand before walking back towards his own bed. "You have the right idea though. A little sleep." His hands went down to the hem of his shirt and he started to pull it up slowly baring that powerful back.
"Ah, Kite-" Saeki turned on his side unsure if he'd said something wrong, and then he froze. Kite...was...taking off his.... Cannot compute - dangerous over-heating, he thought, and panicked, jumping up from his bed. "Wha-what do you think you're doing?!"
Kite stopped, shit only halfway off. Not enough that it showed the change he had done to one of his scars, but enough to show enough of his body to render such a sudden reaction. He turned, hem, still in hand. "You have the right idea, I think. Going to bed for a bit. I have to get used to a smaller bed and why not just crash for a bit." He wondered if perhaps he should have mentioned earlier, that he slept with his shirt off most nights. It was a habit from balmy, tropical Okinawa where the less clothing on at night, the better. "Do you have a problem with me undressing here?" he wouldn't think so, because they were both in tennis and spent numerous hours getting naked in front of other boys in the locker room.
Saeki's cheeks were beef-red and he was glad his hair had fallen on his eyes. This was worse than he'd thought! "Ah, um, no way, why- Why would I have a problem with it? Ha ha haha, um come here for a bit. I need your hands." The beach bum dived towards his bags and practically ripped the other one open to fish around for the item he needed. "FOUND IT!" he got weakly on his feet and pushed the bandanna he'd found towards Kite. "I'm a light sleeper and sensitive to light. So, cover my eyes for me please." If you don't, I'd die before we can make this arrangement work.
The shirt fell back into place when Saeki started panicking. That was the only way Kite could explain it. Saeki was panicking for some reason. He didn't know why. And he wasn't sure he wanted to ask. After all, the other boy would probably just laugh it off and tell him it was nothing. Instead, he adjusted his glasses and stared at the cloth in his hand. "Saeki.... you don't have to lie you know. Just tell me you don't want me to get undressed in here and I won't. Just that simple..." Because honestly, he had never heard of going to such lengths...after all, they could get darker curtains.
"No, seriously. You don't have to worry about going out of your way. I'd tie it myself but my hair gets tangled in the knot and it hurts." The Fuji-patented smile came on Saeki's face almost as naturally as his own, brilliant one. "It's not that you...getting undressed for bed... Bothers me - not at all! Go ahead though I dunno how you can sleep without a shirt - I'd get sooo cold~ You just reminded me of something, that's all."
Kite frowned more. He didn't like that smile. That fake fake smile. But Saeki was insisting and he supposed that if anything, it would keep his friend out of trouble. Though really, he wasn't stupid. There was something going on and he was going to get to the bottom of it. And soon, before he started to grow uncomfortable. "It's habit..." He walked forward and started to wrap the cloth around the eyes and then stopped and stated... "Look me in the eyes and tell me you aren't lying to me. Look me in the eyes and tell me that there isn't something else going on that I'm not yet aware of. You tell me that and if I believe you...then I'll do what you want."
This is why I hate you! YOU KNOW I CAN'T DO THAT!!! Saeki pouted, then took on his most serious expression, and turned to face Kite, setting his hands firmly on the other boy's shoulders. "Kite-kun. There's lots going on that you have no idea about. But you don't have to worry about it. It's nothing serious." His grip tightened. "Please let me keep some of my mysteries to myself, you insufferable Baka, or I'll never tell you anything again. Understood?"
His eye twitched just a little. Then he was calm...Far too calm. The next moment, his hand was swinging. He couldn't stop it...almost couldn't. The slap didn't connect, instead, his palm rested against Saeki's face. "I know I'm your friend...But there's one thing I can't stand more than anything else, its liars. You lie to my face again...and you'll be needing drenchers. Are we clear?" Because it seemed to Kite more and more that all his friend did was lie. He was sick of the lies. He was sick of the secrets. He was...just sick of it all really.
He shoved the cloth back into Saeki's hand and turned his back on him. "Tie it yourself... I'll get undressed under the covers, since it bothers you so much..." He turned his back and all but stormed over to his bed to flop on it.
Saeki turned his back and grit his teeth. He was really really mad at the moment. But also, sad. "...And the one time I didn't lie was the time you just had to pick up on it. Or you could've just bore it for another day, and I would've found a way to avoid all the bad subjects all together, impatient ass." He murmured it to himself and in half-undecipherable words. Of course, he didn't really want Kite to hear any of it, but he wanted to show he was displeased all the same. And in what law did it read anyway, that Saeki absolutely had to bare his heart and soul to Kite? Just the idea of doing that....it was impossible. Saeki would lose Kite altogether and not just Kite either, Keigo too, probably. And he'd be pitied, and pity was something Saeki didn't want in anywhere his direction if he didn't call for it. So why? Why should he? Open every door; give all the ends of his chains to a person who couldn't do anything with them? To someone, who would hurt him, unintentionally or no, no matter what words he would choose in the end. No matter how hot the idea was, to be completely owned, Kite wouldn't own him. Kite liked the other puppy in the basket more.
Saeki sighed watching the bandanna in his hands. Why had he asked Kite to do it anyway? He was probably just used to asking his roommate's help in little things like that. He crushed the bandanna in his fist. "What did I ever do to you anyway, you big fat jerk!" He shot his hand forward, throwing the bandanna angrily on the bed. But he picked it up again after a moment and tied it up, wincing a little when his hair got stuck in the knot. See nothing, do nothing. He lifted the covers and crawled under them, before slipping the other cuff through the bars and clipping it shut. "Not like I'm only doing this for my self..."
Kite just glared at the ceiling. This wasn't going well at all. He wondered if they would need the line after all. Because right now, he was a little angry that Saeki kept on lying to him. He knew...oh he knew better than anyone that Saeki didn't have to tell him anything. But he also knew that so far, he had been one of the few people that the other did talk to about things. And perhaps that was what was bothering him. Saeki had stopped confiding in him. Which was why when Saeki exploded, he exploded right back.
"What did you do? You've been telling me all sorts of lies. You've been someone who's not you. And you stopped confiding in me. And it pisses me off...it pisses me off because I thought I was someone you could rely on and trust. And now your telling me lies about fucking bandanas because you can't tell me straight out like a man that you've got some problem with me taking my shirt off or some shit."
He growled darkly and his arms crossed. "I don't know who the hell you are...but you aren't the Saeki I know. And like hell you aren't... You sure as hell aren't going it for anyone else. You're protecting yourself from something...and I wish I knew what...Because I'm your friend still and I can protect you too." And really, with Kite, that was what it came down to. The urge to protect his friends. Surely, Saeki knew that.
Saeki wished he could get deeper under the covers but he was too stubborn to go through the trouble. "Well, I don't like the Kite who keeps pressuring me to be someone else than I am!" he snapped back. He was glad he couldn't see anything, but he really wanted to throw a fit, with his belongings flying all over the place. Then again, Saeki wasn't someone who liked losing control like that in front of others. Especially after throwing Yuuta with a book when he was seven. He didn't feel a personal need to hurt people just because he needed to blow off some steam. "I've done all sorts of things for you, let me breathe already! Did it ever occur to you that if I don't confide in you, it might mean there's nothing to confide! I'm not weak, I can handle the small stuff by myself. I wanna do stuff by myself! I don't need other people fussing over me all the time!"
Perhaps Saeki was right and he did push the other boy. He was a pushy guy. It came from being the buchou to the worst lot of tennis players ever to stop on the court. However, at the same time, he never asked anything he wasn't prepared to do himself. "But you haven't been yourself." He stated. "You haven't been you since..." since I got together with....Keigo... "Since a while now. And don't give me that crap about changing. You've not changed. You've done a total 180 of what you were when we first met. People change yes, but they don't change that much." Because in Kite's honest opinion, Saeki wasn't being himself. He hadn't been himself for far far too long. The tiger on the court was being replaced by some stranger that Kite didn't know if he wanted to know... but he was Saeki's friend and he would be there no matter how much he changed, just to shove into his face the way he used to be...the way it should be....the happy Saeki who didn't sneak around and didn't hide things and said just what was on his mind. A Saeki he was just seeing a little of now, during this little fight.
"And yes, it occurred to me that maybe that's the case. But it's also occurred to me that it's something huge and you don't want to burden anyone with it because you've already dumped a lot on a lot of people. Well, you can dump more on me because I can take it. I know you aren't weak, but right now, you're sure doing a damn good job of it. Running and hiding from whatever it is because you're too much of a damn coward to face it yourself. Where the hell did the tiger go, Saeki? That's what I want to know."
He growled again. "And maybe...did it ever occur to you that people fuss over you because they care for you. If I didn't fuss on you, it means I didn't give a damn. I do it...because I care about you. So you'll just have to deal with it because I'm not going to stop caring just because it's not convenient to you. That's not how I work. You're one of my boys, Koujirou. for better of for worse, and I never ever let any of my boys go it alone."
"I told Syuu", Saeki said snidely, changing his tactic this time. Well, that was a given, he told Fuji everything. "So there, I'm not alone with it. And the tiger? I wonder. Maybe he was a Sheshire-neko from the beginning and you just failed to see it." The Sheshire-neko he'd come to know was... Stupid. One-track-minded. Full of need to be the one and only knight for the one and only important person. A pet, a friend, and easy to lash out. Ready to destroy the world if the world was the thing which brought pain to the one person. Then, Saeki thought, closing his eyes under the garment. That one and only important person. Who is it?
Kite wouldn't accept that tactic. He refused. Because yes, he told Fuji everything. Which was all well and good. But it seemed not to help anything. And if it was no help, then best to tell a person who could try and help. At least in his mind. "Fine. You aren't alone. But I'm still not going to let you be. I've told you before that you're stuck with me." He shifted in the bed a little and sighed. "The Cheshire cat...No...It was a tiger, Saeki. It was a tiger, and if you let it be the other, then one day, you will vanish away and all there will be is a smile without the cat... And I won't let that happen. I won't let you vanish. That is a promise." Because Kite was Saeki's friend and Kite wouldn’t let this boy fade away into nothing but that fake little smile.
“Then I'll leave it to you, Kite-kun..." Saeki yawned, tired of this useless debate. He'd be fussed over no matter what he said, no matter how wrong it felt for him to have that much of Kite's attention even when he meant nothing of the sort to Kite that Kite meant to him. But how to calm the guy down? Unless Saeki found the right white lie that bit just right, he'd end up having a very anti-climatic confession somewhere in the future. He'd have to figure out something much bigger than his stupid little misplaced heart. But he'd think about that tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after. Not tonight.