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27 September 2006 @ 10:22 pm
PoT Fic: Love (of a sort) [Inui/Fuji, R]  
Love (of a sort)
Inui/Fuji, R
Konomi owns all

a/n: I wrote this for goldie to cheer her up, and for myself to prove that I could even whilst swamped with coursework. Short 'n' smutty.



There was a time and a place for everything. Soul-searching by its very nature was reserved for moments of quiet reflection, preferably in a temple or on a snow-capped mountain.

Not -- and Inui was clear on this -- when someone else's hand was down your pants, treating you to an absolutely fantastic handjob.

Inui's bedroom was as far from temples and mountains as it was possible to be, and in fact smelled rather ripely of his unwashed laundry. Still, he couldn't help himself. He looked down at the shiny head leaning against his shoulder and contemplated stroking it. The probability of a rebuff was very high and proceedings were at a critical stage, so Inui didn't risk it.

All the same, he felt a vague sense of disappointment in himself afterwards. The etiquette of these situations entirely escaped him, but surely a few words of affection or a signal of gratitude were not out of the question. And yet, Inui clenched his hands on the bedspread behind him and held his breath until it was impossible for him to continue doing so and still inspire sufficient oxygen. Just like every other time.

Inui was a fan of routine, but this was taking things a bit too far. They hadn't even said anything, and it had been going on for six months now. Inui knew of marriages that hadn't lasted as long.

And the situation was as much his fault as Fuji's -- at least after the first time. That had definitely been all Fuji.

Inui had been aware that Fuji was courting his attention more than usual; their match dissections were fast becoming a habit rather than an anomaly. Inui couldn't help but be pleased by this. Fuji was Seigaku's tensai, after all, and an excellent student besides. There were two clear advantages to his friendship right there, without even counting Fuji's rapier wit or the sadistic streak they had in common.

At the same time he'd been surprised when Fuji invited himself over to Inui's house. Not many people were brave enough to cross his threshold. He'd heard most were afraid they'd be roped in for some semi-consensual juice experiment -- which wasn't all that far from the truth.

Sitting on his bed sharing English vocabulary questions with Fuji was as close to normality as Inui had ever come. Had his mother happened to chance upon them, she'd have undoubtedly insisted on yanking out her digital camera to record the moment for posterity. She worried about his lack of social skills and close friends in the same way Inui worried about his lack of willing test subjects.

Fuji moved quickly, Inui had to give him that. One minute Fuji was leaning across to point out an incorrect verb on Inui's worksheet, and the next Inui had a lapful of warm, wriggling tensai. Inui got a brief glimpse of sparkling blue eyes before Fuji plucked off his glasses and smothered his face with kisses. One by his eyebrow, one on his cheekbone, one under his ear that made him shiver and sigh, one on his chin, one on his closed eyelid and, finally, one on his mouth. That one lasted quite a while.

Just when Inui thought his day couldn't get any better or his cock any harder, Fuji edged back a bit and slipped a hand under Inui's waistband. He leaned his forehead against Inui's flushed neck as he methodically brought him off. Inui had no idea what Fuji's face looked like when he did it, because he always hid it. Inui presumed it wore an expression of mild disgust, because when Fuji was done he always wiped the spunk off on Inui's shirt or bedspread or pillow. As if he wanted to make sure Inui knew what he'd done -- not that there could be any doubt.

Inui had been too shocked to reciprocate for a while, and when the thought finally occurred to him it was Fuji himself who put him off. Inui had never been able to get proper data on Fuji, and this was no exception. He had the strongest feeling that Fuji didn't want to be touched. Maybe there was just a need in Fuji to spend Wednesday afternoons in Inui's bedroom -- working on homework, kissing him dizzy for an hour and stroking his cock for the pathetically short time it took to make him come.

There was a need in Inui too. He wanted to destroy Fuji the way Fuji had done him, and build him up again gasp by gasp. Inui was generally reserved even when he was alone, so he didn't go totally wild at the squeeze of Fuji's small fingers. But Inui had been privileged to see Fuji truly enraged once or twice, and thought that when he came, he wouldn't just moan or even scream -- he'd wail.

And Inui wanted to make him wail.


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A rosy sunset limned the stalks of grass as Inui bent over to inspect them. There weren't that many green areas in Tokyo, so Inui relied heavily on this meadow for his raw ingredients. It was a patch of coarse scrubland that was usually deserted before dark, unattractive to even the most desperate of dog-walkers. Once night fell it was a different story -- and a crack-dealer's paradise. Inui still had a few minutes' grace, though.

A patch of white caught his eye and he straightened up. He approached with caution. It wouldn't be the first time a dead body had been found on this plot, or worse. His heart caught in his throat when he saw what -- or, rather, who -- it was.

"Fuji?" He kept his voice neutral, with an inquisitive lift.

Fuji was lying spread-eagled on the ground, for all the world as if he'd just overdosed. However, besides his closed eyes, there were no other signs of recent drug consumption. Indeed, at Inui's voice Fuji cracked open one eye and smiled.

"Inui," he replied. "There you are."

Inui carefully set his jars and Perspex boxes on the ground and sat down beside Fuji. "What are you doing?"

"Someone told me once," said Fuji, "that if you lie on your back, like this, and look up at the sky, it feels like you're moving the clouds."

"Oh?" Inui adjusted his glasses, not quite sure he saw what he thought he was seeing. It was true that Fuji was aroused by the oddest things, but ... getting an erection from looking at cumulous?
That had to be unusual, even for him.

"I tried for a while," continued Fuji dreamily, "and I'm pretty sure I made a cloud into a sort of tennis racquet shape."

"It looks more like a cactus to me," said Inui, after sparing a brief glance upwards. He was far more interested in the shape in Fuji's pristine white shorts.

Fuji chuckled, managing to imply that he knew exactly what Inui was thinking. Except that Inui wasn't thinking, not really; just making the barest of neural connections required to hook his fingers under Fuji's shorts and pull them down a little way. Inui's fingers tangled in the sparse, springy hair and he thought he'd die just from the heat flooding his face.

"Aa," was all Fuji said.

There was a time and a place for everything. If Inui could have chosen one for his first blowjob, it wouldn't have been in a raw and deserted plot as the sun was going down. At the very least, it would have been somewhere he could prepare a glass to spit into when at last Fuji came. He ended up having to hack into the grass beside him, which was neither dignified nor sexy.

And Fuji hadn't made a sound, unless you counted a soft sigh as Inui slid his lips down as far as he could go. He hadn't moved either -- not even to buck his hips up or run his hands through Inui's hair. Inui had to tuck his shorts back up for him when he made no move to do so himself.

"Well?" demanded Inui, and immediately regretted it -- and that was before Fuji spoke.

"Next time, less teeth."




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PS I still have no idea who'd be seme.
 
 
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Cedony: Basking in the Glow of Greatnesscedony on September 27th, 2006 10:00 pm (UTC)
Lol. The last line was a killer. Poor Inui--being molested by Fuji and then having his blowjob skills criticized when he probably put so much effort into researching exactly how he should do things.

Loved the fic, loved how you've written Fuji and Inui and I really liked this pairing.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Ryoma: icklescoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:34 pm (UTC)
But hope, too! Because Fuji implies that there will be a next time. Plenty of next times, in which to refine his technique. :D

Thanks -- that's great to hear from someone whose writing I like so much. ♥
you do not cross a sugarbaker woman: winter - inui/fuji normal sometimesmarksykins on September 27th, 2006 10:03 pm (UTC)
There is no seme. That's half their beauty. :D

She worried about his lack of social skills and close friends in the same way Inui worried about his lack of willing test subjects.

Perrrrrrrrfect. :D

I really, really enjoyed this, and I'm glad of Goldie's viral Inui/Fuji campaign throughout fandom.
Tiniest ranting sexpot trollop: Evil masterminds (oh Marksy)goldie on September 27th, 2006 10:31 pm (UTC)
:>. Together we'll conquer the world~!
(no subject) - scoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:36 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Tiniest ranting sexpot trollop: Inui & Fuji seem so normal ^_^goldie on September 27th, 2006 10:41 pm (UTC)
kajsfksd I feel so lucky!! Ms Scoradh fic of my very own ♥♥♥.

This was fantastic sweets. So perfectly awkward and slightly dysfunctional and just them. No seme, of course. They flip coins or solve math problems or play guessing games as to what's going on inside Fuji's head or similar :D. Guh. I love how you pull out the most gorgeous and mundane and perfect of details and build these beautiful pictures and dear god I'm not making sense this morning as I have a migraine, but YES. Thank you, so very much. Especially given you're sposed to be studying :">. I am muchly cheered, and you are just wonderful. *SMOOSHES*
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Ryoma: icklescoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:44 pm (UTC)
Hee, I just hope it made your day a little brighter. [pets] I'd totally write you some kind of Sadistic Pair epic had I the time, but I really need to get moving on the Atoshi fic that's been festering in my temporal lobe for a month now. Maybe at Christmas. :D

♥ ♥ ♥
Halrloprillalar: inui gleeprillalar on September 27th, 2006 11:04 pm (UTC)
Oh, so awesome! I love your Fuji, especially. Please do feel ever so free to write this pairing again. :D

She worried about his lack of social skills and close friends in the same way Inui worried about his lack of willing test subjects.

This line wins everything.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Not the het!scoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:30 pm (UTC)
I may do. They make nice colours in my brain, in the way that eg tezukafuji emphatically does not.

I like to pretend that Inui does have a conscience, yo. :D

arigato!
land of godless sodomites: Inui-heepixxers on September 27th, 2006 11:06 pm (UTC)
That was excellent. :D I'm glad you had something to prove today.

every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Fuji: swell sugarscoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:30 pm (UTC)
lol. I have something to prove every day, but I usually stick to deploying my GHD. Glad you liked it!
yes.: so you've seen it too fuji?grasshopper on September 27th, 2006 11:11 pm (UTC)
Oh, oh, oh! This was just so incredibly, weirdly hot. And I love the way you get into Inui's head here. He collects data, yes, but you haven't made him all-knowing, you've left him room (which he has in canon) for doubting and wondering and imagining. And the ending! Fuji is still a mystery to Inui, even after months of study *_*

I love this pairing so much, but in fandom it so often turns into Inui and Fuji as mindtwins, so I really love how you've differentiated them here--confused by each other, or hiding things from each other, rather than just sharing a brain. I think what's so interesting about them is that Inui has the raw data and Fuji's the one who has, or could have, its complement--I don't know what to call what Fuji has, maybe intuition or feeling or understanding. But the exciting thing about them is the way they arrive at similar places via different methods :)

Also, I love this exchange:

"I tried for a while," continued Fuji dreamily, "and I'm pretty sure I made a cloud into a sort of tennis racquet shape."

"It looks more like a cactus to me," said Inui, after sparing a brief glance upwards.


Tiniest ranting sexpot trollop: Evil masterminds (oh Marksy)goldie on September 28th, 2006 12:15 am (UTC)
I think what's so interesting about them is that Inui has the raw data and Fuji's the one who has, or could have, its complement--I don't know what to call what Fuji has, maybe intuition or feeling or understanding. But the exciting thing about them is the way they arrive at similar places via different methods :)

EXACTLY. They fascinate me for that very reason.
(no subject) - scoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:41 pm (UTC) (Expand)
❛devil's advocate❜dynastic on September 28th, 2006 12:44 am (UTC)
Absolutely fantastic piece! You have a great writing style. ;)
The last line is class. ^__^
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Atobe: in spacescoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:26 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :D

Class -- that's a word I haven't heard (seen) in a while. Hehe.
Matchy西: Fuji_smirkmatchynishi on September 28th, 2006 02:29 am (UTC)
Oh! OMG FujiInui fic! :DDD I liked so many of the lines and they both were characterized so well, but those last two lines absolutely slayed me. XDDDD Oh, Fuji. ♥

Seme? ~_~ ...I think Fuji, by the slimmest of margins. XD Actually, Fuji's the only person I can kindasorta see Inui submitting to. Maybe. Er. ^^
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Atobe: >youscoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:19 pm (UTC)
I was going to keep going and make it more mushily romantic, but I was half crazed anyway from too much study and not enough sleep. I'd probably have ended up writing zombie!smut instead.

[thoughtful] I didn't make much effort with this fic (obvious, I'm sure) but I would have made Fuji a lot softer, and Inui too. I reckon that guy is going to have to have major, major complexes when he hits high school. For one thing, he's simply not normal. What am I saying? That they're both ukes? Something like that ...

Hello, Mr Pillow.
Merit: PoT Fujimeritjubet on September 28th, 2006 02:59 am (UTC)
I came across your journal through a comm, and discovered your fics. So, kinda lurkerish.

I liked Inui's POV, questing for a reason and an idea why Fuji is doing this. Very analytical. Fuji's purpose and emotions remain elusive, but I can't help but feel that he is somewhat amused by Inui's own dilemma over him. And, teenage boys + hormones = handjobs in crack fields. Great equation ^____^
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Kirihari: party weaselscoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:22 pm (UTC)
A de-lurking lurker. Shiny. And that was my default icon up until yesterday! Kismet, yo.

I guess the main reason why this is one thousand words and not my usual ten is that I have no idea why Fuji did it either. None. It's a cop-out of extreme magnitude ... but hey, I was tired. >.>

Anyway, feel free to continue browsing. I like to think that some of my stuff is worth reading. (Perhaps not this, given how zoned I was when I wrote it!) ♥
Amanda Lee: NO PANTS?polyurethane on September 28th, 2006 03:24 am (UTC)
Eee! A pairing that I don't see often, sweet.

I love them together. Yet I don't know why...

Linked here through goldie's journal, by the way. xD
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Ryoma: I'll be kicking your assscoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:27 pm (UTC)
I love them together. Yet I don't know why...

Because they're both eviller than the cloned spawn of Mr and Mrs Evil from Eviltown, USA?

Or I could just shut up. Thanks for commenting! ♥
(no subject) - polyurethane on September 28th, 2006 09:02 pm (UTC) (Expand)
jehnt: sga - john/rodney - geeksjehnt on September 28th, 2006 06:23 am (UTC)
I am not reading this now but (BUT!!) I have, through my slash-loving friend, found TWO MORE slash-loving people (IN REAL LIFE, WHICH IS CRAZY) and one of them has the first 100 episodes of PoT and has agreed to brainwash me. We're going to have PoT parties and watch like a dozen episodes at a time. So soon I will understand this whole PoT business.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Gakuto: my Yuushi!scoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:15 pm (UTC)
THAT IS MORE THAN AWESOME, IT IS ... SUPERIOAWESOME. Erlack medspeak, but yeah. I have no idea if you'll like it or not, but I relly relly hope you do. Then you can tell me how great I am even though I'm not</i> at writing Mr Toast Tezuka. :D :D :D
Serenia: Golden Pairserenia on September 28th, 2006 09:39 am (UTC)
I love uncommon pairings like that, when they still work well. I'd be interested to know what made Fuji make the first move when he did.

I think it's possible to have a relationship where it isn't seme/uke, but more equal. I think maybe Inui and Fuji would be like that.

... I can't believe I even said that. Me, advocating equality? Must've been something I ate.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Yuuta: Yumikoscoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:24 pm (UTC)
I'd be interested to know what made Fuji make the first move when he did.

Your guess is as good as mine, love. Perhaps, in the words of the immortal Hex: "because"? :P

So ... basically they're lesbians? I've never read yuri but I'm assuming you can't really have a dominant partner there. Good grief, what am I saying?

Thanks for reading. That was it. [facepalm]
(no subject) - serenia on September 28th, 2006 08:31 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - scoradh on September 28th, 2006 08:33 pm (UTC) (Expand)
the source of all heresiesms_worplesdon on July 12th, 2009 02:31 am (UTC)
Loved this! Poor Inui. I'm pretty sure he'd make it his challenge to get a real reaction out of Fuji, yeah. Awesome.