Author: Jasmine Starlight
Word Count: 245
Universe: Tennis No Ohjisama
Warnings: yaoi. No real spoilers—angst.
TimeCompleted: 10:30 PM 3/1/06
Momoshiro liked girls—really he did. In fact, he was almost sure of it—he like girls with their long, soft hair and equally long legs and soft skin—and he liked curves and—Kaidoh.
He wasn't gay. Not even a little bit. Okay, maybe a little bit.
In fact, he had wet dreams all the time—maybe not about girls, but what girl he knew could play tennis like Mamushi? None.
He liked Kaidoh.
In a weird way; even though he still imagines girls with soft curves and soft hair, they always morph into hard muscles and glaring eyes.
Momo is only in it because it's convenient; it's not that Kaidoh was special to him or anything. If Ryoma had been in the clubhouse that day then he would be there instead of Kaidoh.
Even thinking that thought makes Momo feel like a pedophile.
No matter how hard he tries to imagine it with someone else; it fails repeatedly. His system malfunctions at the very mention. Must be a tripped wire in his body; otherwise he wouldn't feel this way.
It wasn't really that hard or complicated. Not as hard Momo was right now, as he stood in the advancing shadows of the clubhouse waiting for Kaoru.