Fic: In Their World (Tenimyu- TsujiSaki)
In Their World
by: Nagi
Fandom: Tenimyu (Seigaku 5th cast)
Pairing: Tsujimoto/Takasaki
Rating: PG for a kiss
Notes: SAP!! Maybe a little too much... ^^;;; Written after reading fencer_x's report about the newest musical, Final Match Rikkai- First feat. Shitenhouji, and the Golden Pair match therein. Set during senshuuraku (which hasn't happened yet, just FYI) so I made the setting up, sorta.
Summary: Hugs on and off the stage for the Golden Pair actors.
The lights in the dressing room are too bright in their teary eyes, as random Seigaku members and Rikkai and Shitenhouji stragglers smoosh their way backstage, hugging and laughing with the triumph of their final performance. It almost feels like they're really riding on the high of two wins toward their way to winning the Nationals. It's a milestone but, it's also an ache to know that that's one musical down... only one to go.
People are cheering and crying and shouting out directions to the izakaya for their after-party. The dressing rooms aren't clearing out any time soon and the halls all have staff and cast making their way through to change or clean up or keep the party going with their senshuuraku happiness. Tsujimoto and Takasaki find themselves shoved out of the way of pretty much everyone, when they wouldn't move from their congratulatory hug, into the corner of Seigaku's dressing area near the sink to get out of their costumes.
It's impossible to express just how happy the two are, so they don't even try. Their win, the Golden Pair's win, still left them with adrenaline in their veins and elation in their every move and expression. They did it! Tsujimoto and Shouta just performed the Golden Pair match to beat all Golden Pair matches, uniting all the other casts' accomplishments in their final triumph! They hadn't broken apart from their hug since the two had caught each other's eye after clambering into the dressing room with the rest of the cast. "Good job!"s and "Congratulations!" long past said, they just hold each other, basking in the excitement still surrounding them.
Takasaki giggles a little as he feels himself being lifted up off the ground, looking down at the top of Tsuji-kun's head just like when he tackled him after their win on stage. Tsujimoto's strong arms are looped around his back and his own legs are wound around Tsuji-kun's waist for support. It still feels like the world belongs to them. Like nothing is impossible and nothing could get any better. Takasaki looks down at Tsujimoto, grinning like a maniac and grinning harder when he sees the same expression on the other's face. They might look like idiots, but they don't care, can't possibly care when it feels like they're the only two people in the world that matter!
And then all of a sudden, the gaze becomes sharper, clearer, as though they suddenly realise that the look they've been staring at each other with is full of such emotion that it's hard to imagine it's only one expression. Like their eyes are connected and to look away would not only be impossible, but unthinkable.
Takasaki doesn't move first. Tsujimoto doesn't move first. They move with a synchronization that Ueshima would have killed someone to have achieved out there on the stage during their last match. As sudden as their realization was, the kiss just seems to start and never stop. Shouta, Tsuji-kun's little Shouta has his head angled downward to meet the other's upturned face as he clutches tighter to the boy's back, craddling him in an embrace that makes it look like he'll never be willing to let go. Takasaki's legs tighten around his partner's back and his fingers thread through the hair at the back of Tsujimoto's neck, massaging lightly, but conscienciously not irreparably messing up the style of the wig.
The kiss is about passion, though not only the traditional sort of passion that's shared within kisses. It's about the hardships they went through to get where they are and the satisfaction in achieving what they could hardly have even dreampt about. It's about the long days and nights and weekends and holidays spent in each other's company, first for a better understanding of their roles and then because they couldn't think of even one single thing they'd rather do than be together all the time. It's about the laughs, the jokes, the smiles and touches, the frustration of a flubbed line or a tripped over dance step. And it's about the confusion they both felt, the moments so awkward they thought they'd never be able to adequately explain it away to the other and about realising that they didn't have to. It's love and tears and words that had gone unsaid and actions that didn't even need words.
The kiss is them. Their Golden Pair. Their life. Their victory.
Tsujimoto loosens his hold on the other's back, though not their liplock, and slides Takasaki, shivering, back down until his feet are on the floor again. The moment their lips separate, they're back to looking at each other again and in that moment, they knew. This is it. How it should be.
~End~
by: Nagi
Fandom: Tenimyu (Seigaku 5th cast)
Pairing: Tsujimoto/Takasaki
Rating: PG for a kiss
Notes: SAP!! Maybe a little too much... ^^;;; Written after reading fencer_x's report about the newest musical, Final Match Rikkai- First feat. Shitenhouji, and the Golden Pair match therein. Set during senshuuraku (which hasn't happened yet, just FYI) so I made the setting up, sorta.
Summary: Hugs on and off the stage for the Golden Pair actors.
The lights in the dressing room are too bright in their teary eyes, as random Seigaku members and Rikkai and Shitenhouji stragglers smoosh their way backstage, hugging and laughing with the triumph of their final performance. It almost feels like they're really riding on the high of two wins toward their way to winning the Nationals. It's a milestone but, it's also an ache to know that that's one musical down... only one to go.
People are cheering and crying and shouting out directions to the izakaya for their after-party. The dressing rooms aren't clearing out any time soon and the halls all have staff and cast making their way through to change or clean up or keep the party going with their senshuuraku happiness. Tsujimoto and Takasaki find themselves shoved out of the way of pretty much everyone, when they wouldn't move from their congratulatory hug, into the corner of Seigaku's dressing area near the sink to get out of their costumes.
It's impossible to express just how happy the two are, so they don't even try. Their win, the Golden Pair's win, still left them with adrenaline in their veins and elation in their every move and expression. They did it! Tsujimoto and Shouta just performed the Golden Pair match to beat all Golden Pair matches, uniting all the other casts' accomplishments in their final triumph! They hadn't broken apart from their hug since the two had caught each other's eye after clambering into the dressing room with the rest of the cast. "Good job!"s and "Congratulations!" long past said, they just hold each other, basking in the excitement still surrounding them.
Takasaki giggles a little as he feels himself being lifted up off the ground, looking down at the top of Tsuji-kun's head just like when he tackled him after their win on stage. Tsujimoto's strong arms are looped around his back and his own legs are wound around Tsuji-kun's waist for support. It still feels like the world belongs to them. Like nothing is impossible and nothing could get any better. Takasaki looks down at Tsujimoto, grinning like a maniac and grinning harder when he sees the same expression on the other's face. They might look like idiots, but they don't care, can't possibly care when it feels like they're the only two people in the world that matter!
And then all of a sudden, the gaze becomes sharper, clearer, as though they suddenly realise that the look they've been staring at each other with is full of such emotion that it's hard to imagine it's only one expression. Like their eyes are connected and to look away would not only be impossible, but unthinkable.
Takasaki doesn't move first. Tsujimoto doesn't move first. They move with a synchronization that Ueshima would have killed someone to have achieved out there on the stage during their last match. As sudden as their realization was, the kiss just seems to start and never stop. Shouta, Tsuji-kun's little Shouta has his head angled downward to meet the other's upturned face as he clutches tighter to the boy's back, craddling him in an embrace that makes it look like he'll never be willing to let go. Takasaki's legs tighten around his partner's back and his fingers thread through the hair at the back of Tsujimoto's neck, massaging lightly, but conscienciously not irreparably messing up the style of the wig.
The kiss is about passion, though not only the traditional sort of passion that's shared within kisses. It's about the hardships they went through to get where they are and the satisfaction in achieving what they could hardly have even dreampt about. It's about the long days and nights and weekends and holidays spent in each other's company, first for a better understanding of their roles and then because they couldn't think of even one single thing they'd rather do than be together all the time. It's about the laughs, the jokes, the smiles and touches, the frustration of a flubbed line or a tripped over dance step. And it's about the confusion they both felt, the moments so awkward they thought they'd never be able to adequately explain it away to the other and about realising that they didn't have to. It's love and tears and words that had gone unsaid and actions that didn't even need words.
The kiss is them. Their Golden Pair. Their life. Their victory.
Tsujimoto loosens his hold on the other's back, though not their liplock, and slides Takasaki, shivering, back down until his feet are on the floor again. The moment their lips separate, they're back to looking at each other again and in that moment, they knew. This is it. How it should be.
~End~