Verbalize

In which Momoshiro is inexplicably exhbitionist. Also featuring Atobe Keigo, Sex God. Genre: Smut Recollected in Tranquility. Pairing: Yes, lots. Rating: I-4. Continuity: Not particularly

Nearly limping back toward his room, praying quietly that the beds had been remade by now and there would be some nice, cool sheets for him to collapse on, Momo paused to check the bath more out of hope than any expectation there would actually be room at this time of day. Rather to his surprise, there was only one head showing over the edge. Maybe the coaches had decided to torture everyone today, and he was just one of the first back. Not about to look a gift horse in the mouth, Momo hobbled in, shedding his uniform and scrubbing off as hastily as he could. Which wasn’t very.

“Momoshiro,” the other occupant greeted him, cracking an eye.

“Am…” Momo broke off to grit his teeth as he hauled his second leg over the edge. “Amane,” he finished on a sigh, sinking into the water across from his roommate.

Amane’s brows lifted. “Hard practice?”

Momo leaned back with a groan. “I know that it’s a great chance for the Junior High level players to be able to play against the best of the High School level, and I know how rare a mixed seminar like this is, and it really is great to be able to measure up against our senpai without feeling like a pest for bothering them when they have their own training to do. I know all that. But I’ve gotta tell you, Amane, Kurobane-san could give Tezuka-san and Sanada-san a run for their money when it comes to ruthless drills, and the coach just stood there grinning.”

Amane closed his eyes again, smirking faintly.

“Yeah, yeah,” Momo said with a grin, good nature restored by hot water. “Your ex-partner ran me into the ground. Just don’t forget who won the official matches this year.”

“You’re a better analytical player than I am,” Amane shrugged. “That’s why I like doubles. So be ready for it when Bane-san and I play together again, next year.”

Momo examined his roommate, thoughtfully. He’d been meaning to ask, and it seemed like a good time. “Hey, Amane? Are you and Kurobane-san lovers?”

The water rippled as Amane started a little, and gave Momo a wide eyed look. Momo shrugged. “Just wondering. The way you sound, sometimes, when you talk about him.”

Amane tilted his head and his eyes narrowed a bit. “What about you?” he challenged.

Momo’s mouth curled up. It was always kind of fun when he could get people to play this game, especially someone who didn’t like backing down. He’d given the viper a nosebleed, once, that way. “Well, I’m with someone else now, but the first person I was with on my own team was Tezuka-san.”

The water sloshed as Amane sat bolt upright and blinked at him. “Tezuka-san?” he repeated, deep voice scaling up in disbelief.

“Yep.” Momo chuckled, reminiscently. “It was just the once. I caught him at the right time. And, um, I kind of pushed it,” he added, running a wet hand through his hair. “It was after some of the Prefectural matches, last year; it had been kind of a tense day in general, and I had lost my temper with someone from another team. Tezuka-san had to call me back, or I would have tried to pound Akutsu into paste, I really would have. When we all got back that night, I went over to apologize to Tezuka-san for acting like that. For making things harder for him, when I knew how much pressure he was under already. And he actually smiled.”

Momo gazed up at the tiled ceiling, remembering that moment. The tiny quirk of Tezuka-san’s lips, and the hint of fondness in his even voice.

“He told me if I felt guilty about it I could run punishment laps the next day. And I honestly don’t know what I was thinking, maybe Echizen’s match had wound me up more than I thought, but I asked him if that was the only punishment he ever gave, and if he couldn’t think of something more imaginative.”

A faint choke came from Amane, and Momo laughed.

“Oh, yeah. The only thing that kept me from spontaneously combusting from the embarrassment was that, for just one second, his eyes were on fire. I couldn’t breathe, looking at him. So when he covered that up and gave me The Eyebrow I came and stood right up against him and said if he wanted me he could have me. So he took me.” Momo decided to leave out the details of how hot Tezuka-san’s hands had felt, closing on his shoulders, or how much like begging it had been when Momo had looked up and whispered his captain’s name.

“It was kind of overwhelming,” he said, instead. “Tezuka-san all over. Not that he was rough, really.” Momo grinned. “In fact, since there wasn’t anything else handy to make it easier, he bent me over the side of his bed and opened me up with his tongue, first.” A glance at Amane showed a bit more flush on his cheeks than could quite be blamed on the heat of the water. Momo grinned wider, and continued, airily, “So my brain wasn’t working too well in the first place, being pretty much taken up with how incredible that felt, but when he got around to fucking me properly, I couldn’t think of anything but how deep every thrust was. And how I could feel him everywhere, with his arm around me and his cock inside me and his mouth on my neck.”

Momo traced two fingers over the curve where his neck met his shoulder, and couldn’t hold back a shiver, remembering Tezuka-san’s teeth scraping there, lightly, tongue following after, slowly, and how he’d nearly come with the shock of it when Tezuka-san finally bit down hard.

“And when it was over,” he finished, “he helped me get cleaned up, and kissed me once, very gently, and let me go.”

The bath room was silent for a long moment, until Momo broke it with a bright, “So, what about you and Kurobane-san?”

Amane sputtered for a moment before getting a grip. “Yes, we’re together,” he managed.

Momo lifted his brows, and have Amane a cool, challenging look. Was that all? Amane glared just a little. Momo decided to prod him. “What’s he like, with you?”

Amane actually stopped to think about that. “Strong,” he said at last, “gentle. He likes to be able to laugh.” A sudden smile lightened those still features. “He teases, sometimes. Touches with just his fingers until I tell him to hurry up already.”

These two made a cute couple, Momo decided. “Atobe likes to do that, too.”

Amane’s jaw dropped.

“You didn’t know?” Momo blinked, genuinely taken aback. He’d thought everyone knew. “Oh, yeah. For most of this year. He was a lot more aggressive about it than Tezuka-san, of course.”

“How…?” Amane asked, finally tempted into a question. Momo stifled a snicker.

“Well, Atobe shows up at the street-courts a lot,” he said, expansively, making ripples in the water with a toe. “And I always thought his attitude sucked, when he did. So one time I told him off about not respecting the other player. And, of course, he looked at me like I was speaking gibberish and said he respected good players.” Momo snorted, remembering. “I told him just respecting Tezuka-san didn’t count. So then he said he respected me. And then my mouth kind of got away from me again, since I was pretty surprised, and I asked if he’d respect me in the morning.”

Amane snorted, himself, and Momo scrunched down in the water a little.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Kamio asked, later, if I had a death wish or something. Atobe really can’t resist a challenge; he’s almost as bad as Echizen, that way. The next thing I knew, we were in his bedroom, and he had me down on the bed, kissing me like there was no tomorrow. But, yeah,” Momo swerved back to the topic at hand, “he likes to tease. He has the most amazing hands, and he’ll just… stroke until I’m nearly going crazy.” Momo let his voice drop, remembering Keigo-san’s silky voice in his ear, Anything you want; tell me what you want. “Until I’m spreading my legs and telling him to fuck me so deep I can taste him.”

Momo smiled lazily, as he noticed Amane’s blush was back in force.

“The thing is,” he continued, “it isn’t a power trip, or anything. It’s just that he wants to hear it, to know that I want him. Atobe is very generous when he feels wanted.” Momo stretched, dripping water over the edge as he flexed his hands behind his head. “The first time he finished with me I couldn’t even stand. And he kisses hot enough to make you forget your own name.”

Amane finally broke, and got out of the bath. “I’ll just go ahead back to our room,” he murmured.

“Yeah, see you there,” Momo replied, pleasantly.

He didn’t break out laughing at his roommate’s obvious flusterment and even more obvious erection, until the door closed.


Momo strolled down the hall to his room, whistling, in a far better mood than he had been an hour ago. Echizen said he was getting bad habits from his boyfriend, but Momo had always liked competitions, and especially winning competitions. The fact that very few people had the basic brashness to match him at this particular game didn’t make watching the usual results any less fun.

“Amane,” he said, as he closed the door behind him, “did you want to go down a little early to dinner… errr… um, I didn’t know you were busy, I’ll just go take a walk, how’s that,” he finished, taking in a magnificently naked Kurobane-san leaning over Amane, on one of the beds, licking his way down Amane’s bare stomach. He couldn’t help noticing, also, that Amane looked very sexy with his head thrown back and his lips parted as he arched up toward his lover. Now was clearly not the moment to pause in appreciation, though. Momo made a smart about face, and had taken two steps back toward the door when Kurobane-san’s voice stopped him.

“Momoshiro. You don’t have to go.”

Momo paused, trying to decide how he should take that statement, and two strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him back against a warm, lean body.

“After all,” Kurobane-san added with a soft chuckle, “it’s mostly your fault.”

Momo cleared his throat. “Ah, well.” Anything else he might have said was lost on a gasp when Kurobane-san nipped a path down the side of Momo’s neck. His eyes fell closed. He hadn’t mentioned the part about liking teeth, had he? It was a little hard to remember at the moment. Especially when one long, capable hand moved down to cup between Momo’s legs. “Kurobane-san,” Momo breathed, and moaned when strong fingers rubbed over his growing erection.

“Bane,” Kurobane-san… Bane-san corrected. “My whole name is a pain.”

Momo could sympathize with that. He’d sympathize with anyone who had such warm hands and used them to fondle and massage him like this. Let alone someone he respected as an excellent player, both singles and doubles.

Wait, wasn’t there something missing, here?

A rustle came from behind them, and then other hands, broader than Bane-san’s slid under Momo’s shirt, lifting it up and off. Momo opened his eyes to see Amane standing in front of him, with a wicked gleam in his sharp, blue eyes.

“It is mostly your fault,” Amane reiterated, “and since you seemed to want to know, I thought showing would be more effective than telling.”

Momo burst out laughing. “Much more,” he couldn’t help but agree. The laugh slid into a groan as Amane’s thumbs circled Momo’s nipples, teasing, while Bane-san’s palm stroked against him, promising. “If I start begging now, will you skip the teasing?” he asked, a little strained.

“You don’t even have to beg,” Bane-san told him, magnanimously. His teeth raked Momo’s earlobe, lightly, drawing out a shudder as his fingers slid the last of Momo’s clothing down. Expecting Bane-san’s hand again, Momo took a few moments to process it when Amane sank to his knees.

“You forgot to ask what I’m like in bed,” Amane pointed out, hands tightening on Momo’s hips.


Keigo raised his brows, as Kurobane and Amane came out of the room Amane was sharing with Momoshiro. They looked… sated. “Shall I take it Momoshiro is out for a walk somewhere?” he asked.

“Oh, no,” Kurobane replied, dark eyes glinting with amusement over something. “He’s right inside.” He swept his partner off down the hall, taking care, Keigo noted with some curiosity, to stay between Keigo and Amane. Interesting.

Keigo tapped on the door, and entered to find Momo sprawled on his bed with a towel barely wrapped around his waist, giving the ceiling a somewhat dazed examination. “Momoshiro?” he asked.

“Keigo-san.”

Keigo weighed the combination of the pleased curl at the corners of Momo’s mouth, and the slight color across his cheekbones, and shook his head. “Someone finally one-upped you, I assume.”

“Kind of,” Momo admitted, breaking into a grin. “Amane and I called it a draw.”

Keigo tossed back his head and laughed. Yes, that was his lover, all right. He slid onto the bed, nudging Momoshiro over with a hip. “So?” he asked, threading his fingers through still-damp black hair. “I trust they were worth it?”

“Mmm.” Momo’s smile softened. “You’d like Amane’s mouth. Hot and soft and strong, and he obviously likes to use it. Never mind cherry stems, he almost tied me in a knot with his tongue. Good thing Bane-san was there to hold me up, when Amane was done with me. Bane-san was the one who figured out I like teeth, though.”

Indeed, Momo’s nipples looked a little redder than usual, and Keigo ran his thumb over a bite mark on Momo’s shoulder. Momoshiro made a soft sound and shivered, and Keigo smoothed a soothing hand over his skin. He could just imagine Momo’s muscles standing out hard as he surged up against a rough mouth on his chest, and strong hands holding him to the bed; he’d felt Momoshiro’s body strain under his often enough, when Keigo did something like that, after all.

“He was careful,” Momoshiro added. “It’s strange. He’s so solid, so there, but it felt so light when he touched me. Even when he was lying over me with his arms wound around me and his mouth on my throat. Light, even when his cock was sliding in and out of my ass, and he was lifting me up so he could drive in deeper. Amane was right; Bane-san is strong, but he feels like laughing.”

“Very poetic.” Keigo smiled down as Momoshiro turned on his side, transferring his head to Keigo’s leg instead of the pillow.

“Mm.” Momo’s eyes were sliding shut. “And you feel like breathing, Keigo-san.”

Keigo stroked Momoshiro’s hair for a few minutes, until he was sure Momo was asleep. Then he fished out his pocket copy of Theory of Colours, and settled down to read.


The door clicked open and Kurobane’s voice floated through the room.

“…knew you liked him. You even snitched dinner rolls for him.”

“Bane,” Amane growled, and then rocked to a stop as he spotted Keigo and Momo on the bed.

“He’ll appreciate that,” Keigo noted, glancing up from his book. Momoshiro stirred, but didn’t wake. “Supposing he has time to eat them before leaving,” Keigo added. “Don’t both of you have a meeting to be at pretty soon?”

Amane checked the time, and nodded, dropping a package on the end of the bed and gathering up a notebook. Keigo set his book aside, and shook Momoshiro’s shoulder. “Momoshiro. Wake up.”

An indecipherable sound answered him, and Momo burrowed into his lap. Keigo considered for a moment.

“You’re going to be late, and Tezuka is at this seminar. How many laps will he make you run?”

Sure enough Momo rubbed his eyes. Ten years from now, Keigo swore, Tezuka’s team would still jump if he gave them an order. “What time is it,” Momo mumbled, looking up hazily.

“Twenty till. You have five minutes.”

Momo blinked twice, and then his eyes widened and he scrambled up onto one elbow. Keigo caught him by the back of the neck.

“You’re not late yet, though,” he purred, and kissed Momoshiro with concentration. He leaned over Momo as his lover sagged back down to the bed, covering Momo’s body with his weight, pressing a leg between Momoshiro’s. Momoshiro’s mouth opened under Keigo’s, hot and wet and willing, and an eager sound vibrated in Momoshiro’s throat. His hips jerked up a bit against Keigo’s thigh. Keigo drew back, and smirked down at him.

“Just something to remind you to hurry back, after the meeting,” he murmured.

A spark lit Momo’s eye, and his lips drew back off his teeth. “Right.” He shoved Keigo’s shoulder until Keigo let him up.

Momoshiro pushed himself off the bed, hauled on his clothes, and paused, only then noticing Kurobane and Amane, both silently watching the show. Momoshiro’s grin tilted, and he glanced over his shoulder at Keigo, now reclined on his bed with the book open again. “Possessive bastard,” he said affectionately.

“Don’t forget the rolls,” Keigo answered, nudging the napkin wrapped package toward him.

Kurobane leaned against the wall, contemplating Keigo as their respective lovers left. “You know he’s going to be deliberately late getting back, now,” he remarked.

“Most likely.” Keigo smiled and crossed his legs, pushing Momoshiro’s pillow a little more firmly behind his back. “It will give me time to think how to greet him properly when he does.”

Kurobane rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I think Davi-kun will be staying with me, tonight, seeing as Fuji said he’d be visiting Saeki. You have fun.”

“Definitely,” Keigo pronounced with confidence, and returned to his reading.

End

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35 Comments

    1. branchandroot Post author

      *sweeping bow* Thank you. *giggles* This was a trip to write. Atobe-muse is still looking smug, though I think Amane-muse is still trying to decide whether he broke even on the deal or not.

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  1. lady-readwolf

    and the brain cells say, “wtf, mate!?!”

    {grinning} that was actually a lot of fun… a brain-fryer, sure, but a *fun* one! ^___^

    Tezuka and Momoshiro? o.o!
    ATOBE and Momoshiro? O.O!!
    Bane, David AND Momoshiro? !.!

    I was just waiting for it to turn into Bane, David, and Atobe…

    Oh, and the Fuji-Saeki moment! yeah! {cheers}

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    1. branchandroot Post author

      Fun frying is a good thing. ^_^V

      I was just waiting for it to turn into Bane, David, and Atobe…

      They tried, but that was where I put my foot down and wrote The End, lest it never stop. Or, worse, expand to include the whole flipping cast!

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      1. lady-readwolf

        {snickers}
        what? Not up for a little tenipuri-all-cast-orgy?
        {laughs} as long as it’s not me doing the writing. ^___^

        I’ll admitt–I was worried earlier when you mentioned something that would twist the fandom’s panties… but this was quite enjoyable. ^___^

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        1. branchandroot Post author

          *snickers* I’m just waiting for the first howl over cutting off the immediate-perspective view of the threesome. This was a little experimental, in terms of showing all the smut in narrative after the fact. Which let me stuff in more pairings, but it does, of neccessity, make things less immediate. It was fun to play with, though.

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  2. hikariblue

    I’m still trying to wrap my brain around Atobe/Momo. (… Not that I blame Momo at all, of course.) It’s … pretty cracked. No less hot, of course, but awfully strange.

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    1. branchandroot Post author

      *giggles* Well, if anyone could bowl Momo over…

      Actually, it all stemmed from their very first meeting, and that ‘doubles’ match. It’s never really mentioned again, since Atobe is so obsessed with Tezuka, but he is impressed with Momo, there. It always catches my attention, when I re-watch or read. I didn’t really intend to do anything with it, here, but Atobe snuck up on me. ^_^;

      That’s the glory of crack, though, and hotness was the basic goal. ^_^V

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  3. muscatlove

    Momo is ebil. <3 If Amane was my roommate, I would be tempted too, lol. But damn, you know how to make smut like this work, and work well. ^^ Very nice, and bonus points for making these four characters go together so well.

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  4. ladycrysiana

    This is great crackfic. Though it occurs to me that TeniPuri is one of the few fandoms in which you can actually cross the series with something like Petshop of Horrors and still validly claim that the fic is not cracked out, given the series. I’d be willing to bet that Keigo is quite happy at the title you gave him, too.

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    1. branchandroot Post author

      I doubt I will ever attain the crack-level that the anime writers reach so effortlessly. *hand over heart* But this was fun, as first attempts go. *giggles*

      And, yeah, Keigo is still smirking and preening.

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  5. naanima

    OMFG! *squeals* I’m not online for awhile and when I finally return I’m greeted by good SMUT! OMFG! Momo! You OverlySmexed Peach! Atobe is just -perfect-, and Amane and Kurobane double teamng Momo is uh, guh. Me have major soft spot for Atobe/Momo (and threesomes). And let’s NOT forget Tezuka and his tongue *giggles*

    *worships*

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    1. branchandroot Post author

      *laughing* Yeah, Momo came out thoroughly oversexed for this one! I think Echizen’s right, and he’s been learning bad habits from Atobe. *grins* But that’s cool, because it meant I finally got around to three smut-ideas that have been bugging me forever. And it’s always good to know other people like my twisted imagination. ^_^

      *snugs*

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  6. mildlyinsane

    *starry-eyed*

    *sparkles at you*

    YOU WROTE IT~! <3 <3 <3 <3

    *totally adores*

    momoshiro is a bit of a blabber-mouth, isn’t he ? *grins* never mind how many laps tezuka is going to give momo for being late, how about laps for smexing kissing and telling? XDDD

    (just read what i just wrote, and mental image of tezuka and licking and teeth popped in. dear emily. XDDDD

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        1. branchandroot Post author

          *snuggles you* Thank you for encouraging me, my dear!

          Laps for telling? *laughs* Hm, a hundred at least, and that only after Atobe has talked him down a little.

          …or, maybe, Atobe could convince Tezuka that something more imaginative is appropriate. *leers*

          Always glad to contribute good mental imagery. *tips hat*

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          1. mildlyinsane

            …or, maybe, Atobe could convince Tezuka that something more imaginative is appropriate. *leers*

            GLEE~!

            *feeds your bunnies encourages you further* ^___________________^

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  7. featherypony

    I just about died when it became apparent there would be a threesome. Especially between THOSE three! Not to mention TezukaxMomo and ATOBExMomo of all things, but the way you described it made it work. *nods* But it’s all so hot. And I loved Momo’s um…descriptions, in the bath and later to Atobe. *_* Hotness.

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  8. goddessneptune

    *purrs* First off not enough DabideBane exists in this fine Tenipuri world!

    Secondly, maybe Momo should adopt the term “lucky” from Sengoku (although Lucky Momo-chan-sempai would get a bit too long). I mean that boy gets around in a hot sort of way!

    Something I definately enjoyed.

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  9. solaas

    *curls up snickering* About time someone out-played Momoshiro! And much love for the crack pairings; it’s so nice of the PoTverse to have these training camps and seminars readily at hand, making such encounters easily staged. ~<3

    In closing, ^_____________________________^

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    1. branchandroot Post author

      *giggling* Momo and I had fun with this story. The second time I have made unashamed use of the training-camp setting for no purpose other than smut.

      And my first try at crack, too. Which probably set me up for my current insane project, may the muses have mercy on me.

      Atobe: Mercy? What is this thing you speak of?

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  10. morau

    I wonder if it’s strange, but it doesn’t seem all that cracked to me? LOL. And the descriptions were delightfully smutty. YAY. Hotness.

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    1. branchandroot Post author

      *rueful* The anime definitely took off into the crack-o-sphere, and I think Konomi followed their example, so by comparison, now, this is pretty tame! *laughing* Great to hear you liked it!

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  11. BunnyChan

    We’ll let Atobe think he’s a sex God for a won’t we…. Nfu….

    Maybe you should have someone challenge him. Like a contest. ^.^

    And the winner should be someone popular, but not the show-off type… Maybe Niou-kun.

    Srry had to put my thoughts on this one even though the chances of continuety is slim to none. You really have to admire the idea of multiple pairings….

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  12. PeanutButterSpread

    Amazing! My fave character is Momo because in both the anime and the manga, he’s easiliest the friendliest guy that everyone likes and respects (except maybe Kaidoh – but we all know under their bickering there is mutual respect). And everytime Momo meets a character from a different school they have nothing but the highest regard. Though my OTP in PoT is probably Momo/Kaidoh and 2nd OTP is Momo/Ryoma, I always felt that because if his personality, slashing Momo with Atobe, Bane, Tezuka, etc etc is always possible.

    Especially with Momo’s first meeting with Atobe. Totally believable of Momo/Atobe. Asking his name and then later respecting him during the doubles matches.

    Bane/Davide with Momo is also great because of their doubles match. Loved it when Bane drapes his arm around Momo and is impressed by his doubles skill.

    And then during Momo’s match with Sengoku (or was it against St. Rudolph?), Tezuka actually smiles. SMILES! When he praises Momo’s balance. Tezuka never smiles unless it’s about his arm or winning Nationals. So for Momo to ellicit such emotions from him is huge!

    I think someone mentioned before that the reason why Momo’s so good at doubles and why he gets so many doubles partners, is because of his remarkable ability to adapt. Not mention his charisma. He’s just works with so many characters that since Momo’s my fave character, I enjoy reading fics that pair him off with different characters in the series, because I can see it working.

    Anyways, sorry for the long comment, just wanted to know that I totally loved your fic and I probably need more Atobe/Momo and Momo/Davide/Bane, esp since it’s very rare to find. So thanks!

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    1. Icon for BranchBranch Post author

      *pleased* Glad to hear you liked this one! It was kind of a lark, and I always wonder if I should label it for crack. But I totally agree! I’ve always thought Momo was going to be the next captain (Still haven’t forgiven Konomi for that) because he deals so well with people, and we’re shown so much of the other strong players having respect for his ability.

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  13. Mamita

    I agree with PeanutButterSpread, Momo is also my favorite character, not just as if not how he behaves, all love him even his rivals, I love, there are few fics Atobe / Momo and Tezuka / David Momo / Momo / Kurobane These are some of my favorites, I love your fic and I hope you do more of these wonderful partners, is well, hugs and kisses.

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  14. Jubbles

    hoooot

    !

    Momo and Tezuka? Momo AND Atobe?! Momo, Amane aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand deliciously strong Bane??!!
    Lord praise this hormonal-drive teenagers… (scary ones too ^^)

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    1. Branch Post author

      *laughs* Oh man, I had so much fun with this one. And, seriously, Momo and Amane and Bane just about /pounced/ on me after their match. Especially Bane, I gotta admit. *grins*

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