100 Percent – More Data

Gomen, gomen, I've been out of town on vacation and the heat melted my brain so I didn't feel like writing. This chapter jumps around with some Tez/Fuji fluff.

Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis

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Chapter 17

The Golden Pair had finished before they hardly began and Inui noted their "quick" time in his notebook before entering the cabin to shoo them out. If they were done, might as well move on to the next couple slotted to be alone—Tezuka and Fuji.

Getting them into the cabin for alone time was easy since they practically mowed Inui down trying to get into shower after water skiing. They took turns showering, which Inui noted as inconsiderate to his "couples" data collecting.

Once they were both done, Inui positioned himself at their bedroom window and watched.

And he watched them strike up a horribly boring game of Go Fish which they played for 37 minutes before he gave up and stomped away, needing to recalculate their data because something had gone wrong. Those two should have been making out at the very least.

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"Do you have any fives?" Tezuka asked, studying his cards.

"Go Fish," Fuji said, stifling a yawn.

Tezuka drew a card from the stack and sighed. Apparently he hadn't drawn a five.

"I think he's gone," Fuji said, glancing at the window that he had spent the last forty minutes avoiding because he knew Inui was at it.

Tezuka looked up and adjusted his glasses. "Then what are you waiting for?"

Fuji raised an eyebrow and set his cards down. "An invitation."

"Red Rover, Red Rover, send Fuji on over…" Tezuka grinned and Fuji pounced.

Inui was missing the real show.

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"Can we stop talking about my love life?" Kawamura whined, covering his ears with his hands. He'd spent the last twenty minutes fending off inquiries, suggestions, and jokes about who he liked and who he was going to be set up with in the near future.

"Lack of love life," Eiji reminded, popping a baby carrot into his mouth. Inui had provided healthy snacks for Kaidoh's workout regime, but Eiji snatched the carrots, needing something to munch on after exhausting his energy with Oishi in the cabin.

"My cousin is perfect for you Kawamura sempai," Ryoma said, taking a carrot from the bag.

"She's so cute. How come he gets to date her?" Momo pouted and Ryoma patted him on the hand.

"Because you had your chance with a cute girl, Ann, and decided you'd rather have me." Ryoma's directness caused Momo's cheeks to darken.

"Fsshh, that's so gross," Kaidoh said with a roll of his eyes. He really didn't think it was gross, but he really wasn't ready to admit he maybe-sorta-kinda liked Inui.

"Um, how do you guys, er, do it?" Kawamura asked, totally embarrassed for having uttered the question.

Oishi inhaled a baby carrot into his throat and started wheezing and coughing to dislodge it.

"Can I answer this?" Eiji raised his hand with an eagerness that scared them all.

"No!" They all answered at the same time.

Kawamura looked at his teammates around the picnic table and sighed. "It's just, I don't get it. Two guys…wouldn't that equal…" he said, holding his hands up, pointing his two index fingers together in example of the image in his mind.

"Please!" Eiji begged.

"No!" The resounding answer came again.

"I'll explain," Momo said, clearing his throat while looking for the right words. "You see…with two guys…there's this…and then…it goes there…and…oh I can't explain." Momo threw his hands up in the air.

Ryoma leaned over and whispered in Kawamura's ear, the sempai's expression changing as the intimate details hit his brainwaves. And Ryoma kept whispering, making hand gestures every now and then but his explanation was so long that everyone wondered just what he'd decided to tell Kawamura.

"Got it?" Ryoma said.

Kawamura nodded then got up from the table and wandered away.

"What did you tell him?" Oishi pointed after Kawamura.

"Nothing much," Ryoma answered, stealing a carrot from Eiji.

"You must have said something." Oishi didn't let it drop.

Ryoma smirked. "I just used Fuji and Tezuka as a visual example, making sure to describe every body part and just what sensations were created when those body parts happened upon each other."

Eiji laughed. "Poor Taka. He really looks up to Fuji and now you've put the image of his friend in the position of uke."

"Who said I implied that Fuji was the uke?" Ryoma said, receiving a series of gasps from around the table.

"Tezuka buchou…" Kaidoh whimpered, imagining their captain as…the bottom. He shivered and groaned. Didn't anyone talk about tennis anymore?

"Tezuka would never be the bottom!" Oishi rose to his friend's defense, rising from his seat as well to make his point.

Eiji stood up and put his hands on his hips. "And why not? Fuji's more aggressive and probably more informed about sex than Tezuka is. I can see it."

Momo was with Kaidoh on this one—horrified by the image of a frisky Fuji ravishing a meek and trembling Tezuka.

"Eiji, Tezuka is the seme, a natural top. It's not in his personality to be the bottom." Oishi used a sweet voice to try and convince his boyfriend of the facts.

"Ha! Is that what you think of yourself?" Eiji huffed.

"Well…yeah…you didn't think I was going to be on bottom did you?" Oishi paled.

Inui approached the group after having wasted time watching the boring card game. He had his notebook in one hand and Kawamura in the other, leading the dazed third year back to the group.

"Good data," Inui let go of Kawamura to start scribbling in his notebook. He'd never imagined Eiji would want to be the seme.

Eiji hopped up on the bench and waved his arms around. "I at least thought we'd take turns!"

"Take turns? I just never considered it," Oishi said honestly, not sure what to do now that Eiji was having a public conversation about their future sex life.

Eiji let out a throaty growl and lunged at Oishi, knocking him down to the ground.

"Oi! Cut it out." Momo jumped up to separate them with Kaidoh joining to help. They both, however, pulled back suddenly when they realized Eiji wasn't attacking Oishi.

The Golden Pair was rolling around in the dirt in a frenzied lip lock.

"My eyes!" Kaidoh covered his eyes and ran off toward the lake. After seeing those two doing that other thing just a bit ago, he couldn't take it.

Inui snapped his notebook shut and jogged after Kaidoh.

Ryoma and Kawamura sat at the picnic table together so Ryoma patted him on the back. "Feeling better sempai?"

Kawamura's head dropped, his forehead whacking the tabletop. "Fuji…" was all Ryoma could hear him whimper.

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Fuji sat up and twisted his shirt back into place. Tezuka's hesitance was starting to cause him physical discomfort.

"Sorry," Tezuka apologized for the third time since he'd pushed Fuji off.

"I'd say it's alright, but, well…" Fuji glanced at the tent in his shorts and sighed.

Tezuka looked down at his half undone zipper and pulled it together. "You know, I think I'm nervous about you touching me, but I'm not so nervous about me touching you…if you want…"

Fuji perked up at this and shifted to sit on his knees. "I wouldn't want to force you or anything but I won't lie, I'd be more than happy to let you try."

Tezuka thought quietly for a bit then leaned over Fuji's lap. "Lay down."

Fuji was on his back before Tezuka could blink. If Tezuka was going to go through with it, it would make up for his constant prudishness.

"Is this okay?" Tezuka asked about his hand resting on Fuji's thigh.

"No, it's too low," Fuji said.

"I meant, is it okay to touch you like this…" Tezuka sighed.

Smiling, Fuji raised his head to look down at him. "Yes, you have my permission to touch me anywhere you like. Anywhere." He purred and rested his head back down to the futon they'd laid out.

Tezuka's hands explored around the hem of his shorts in awkward and jerky motions before slipping up the right pant leg in search of his…oh yes, that's the spot, Fuji thought, licking his lips.

Inui was really missing out now!

Fuji tilted his head back and closed his eyes—Tezuka was getting more aggressive and confident.

"Tezuka…" Fuji panted when his shorts slid down his legs and off his ankles. He hadn't bothered wearing underwear.

The next ten minutes were the highlight of Fuji's life thus far. He wriggled, writhed, and bucked under Tezuka's warm hand and more excitingly, his warm mouth. He'd really only expected a quick hand job, but Tezuka had something to prove and Fuji was happy to pass him with an A+ for effort and skill.

Wiping his hands on his bath towel after it was done, Tezuka smiled at Fuji. "Did you enjoy that?"

Fuji nodded, unable to speak and closed his eyes. "Mmm-hmm…"

Outside, Inui returned at the very moment Fuji was zipping his shorts back together. "Blasted! Well, there's still one couple to go and they are the most advanced," Inui talked to himself, making a note that Fuji and Tezuka had done something below that waist that he had regrettably missed.

It was time to shuffle Fuji and Tezuka out and get Momoshiro and Echizen to take their place.

They would be good data, Inui laughed to himself with an evil gleam in his eye.

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A/N: There's some implied Tez/Fuji fluff for ya… Um, I said this would be a short story and yet…I make no attempt to end it even though I've already written the last chapter. Ah well, the weekend will eventually end and so will the story.