Current mood:

Uhm.

So. This is my first fic in about three years that isn't complete crack. And since the characterization in the crack that I write is intentionally messed with, I am kinda worried about my ability to characterize PROPERLY. But, uh. *tries to bury insecurities*

Title: Uncreatively Named Drabble #1
Author: kellard
Word Count: 129
Rating: ...14A-ish?
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis = Not mine. Duh.



Usually, it was not Kaneda who initiated things.

It wasn't Kaneda that suggested that they maybe play doubles more often. Not Kaneda who pushed him possesively into a wall, ravaging his mouth. Not Kaneda ordering the other to relax as his hand slipped into their pants. No, that was Akazawa.

So when it was Kaneda slid onto Akazawa's lap of his on volition, it was needless to say that it was a surprise. Then, leaning forward, Kaneda answered the question that was clearly written on the other's face with a soft kiss and a near whisper of three little words, "I love you".

And as Kaneda received a grunt in response and felt himself being pulled in for another kiss, he knew his feelings were reciprocated.