PSL with takenwithhim

[yellowcopycat]

[continued from this TFLN thread]

The train ride to Iwatobi from Yokohama was a pretty long ride. A little more than six hours, with a line change at Okayama station. Kise was feeling tired and hungry when he got off the train at the Iwatobi station around noon. He was used to being up early for practice, but he was used to actually doing things instead of just sitting around watching the scenery go by. Actually, now that he thought about it, that sounded like class, and he sometimes dozed off during lectures. So maybe it wasn't so different.

The trip had been nice. He came down early so he could spend the rest of the afternoon with Yamazaki before retiring to his hotel for the evening for an even earlier start for tomorrows shoot, and then hopefully spend that afternoon with Yamazaki as well before getting back on the train to be back in Yokohama on Monday morning. Thankfully it was a teachers' conference that day because other he might have seriously considered skipping. He wouldn't because that would make Kasamatsu mad, and Kise had the current policy of trying to keep his captain happy. It didn't always work.

He cast his eyes about. Looking for Yamazaki. It had been awhile since he had seen him. And, ah, there he was. He was taller than last time they saw each other two years ago, but now Kise had a couple centimeters on him. He was still as broad shouldered as ever, broader now. It was a good look on him. He took off the sunglasses and knit cap he was wearing to disguise himself and waved before making his way over to him. "Yamazakicchi!" He chirped happily. "Long time no see!"

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[yellowcopycat]

"Thank you Sousuke," Ryouta said beaming after the waitress left.

"Well, it's what I did; joined a sport because of someone I liked," Ryouta counters and he begins to dig into his food. "Aominecchi hit me with a ball on accident. And I watched him play and fell for him a bit." He took a bite and chewed. After swallowing he continued. "I mean, I was looking for a sport to get into, but if I hadn't met Aominecchi I wouldn't have tried out for basketball and wouldn't have fallen in love with it. I like to think that's what these guys are doing. They're having fun, and they're not creepy, and they like basketball now, so I don't see anything wrong with it."

He takes another bite. "I get what you're saying though. I had to give up on Aomine in order to really grow. But these guys don't, have that problem though, because as much as they like basketball, they're not planning on going pro. I think they were lonely, but now they're not, they've made friends and are happier."

He put down his chopsticks to take a drink. "This is really good."

[takenwithhim]

[ooc: sorry for the delay; just finished getting back from holiday travels and all that fun stuff.]

Sousuke glances up, chopsticks lifting one of the squid blindly to his lips as Ryouta speaks. His reasons for joining basketball… It’s surprising that he’d done it partially out of liking someone, but can Sousuke really decry that? After all, he only started swimming because of Rin. He offers a tiny, amused snort at the idea of Aomine beaning a ball of the back of Ryouta’s blond head. Sadly, he can see it clearly in his mind. He wonders what reason Aomine had for doing that, but figured whatever it was probably was deserving. It’s Ryouta after all.

“If you put it that way, then that’s fine,” the swimmer murmurs, biting the squid stick in half and chewing on it a few times before swallowing. “I only started swimming because Rin dragged me into the pool.” A soft, thoughtful sound drifts out at the memory. “He pretty much forced me to take lessons and coached me for a while until I got the basics down.” At which point, natural talent and affinity for swimming took over and Rin found himself with a honed rival instead of a student.

“There’s a difference when you play a sport for the sport or for a person.” But the mention of giving up on Aomine… Sousuke sighs. “I don’t think it’s so much giving up on him so much as realizing you have to play with him, rather than solely for him.” Personally, he’s had a huge issue with swimming “with,” “against,” or “for” other people. But never once has he given up on Rin. The thought of doing so is chilling.

“So they’re only playing basketball for a hobby or simply as something to do during high school?” And yes, there’s a bit of elitism in his voice, but that’s because he’s a professional swimmer and has a different viewpoint on people who do it for fun or not as seriously. Most athletes do.

“Glad you like it. I’ll take you to some other places like this while you’re in town.”

[yellowcopycat]

Whatever you're thinking Sousuke, it's not as interesting as you think. Aomine had hit him completely by accident.

Yes, most athletes have that elitism. Ryouta had that elitism for a long time. He still does to extent, but he likes to think he's growing up a bit, thanks to Kuroko.

He takes another bite and shrugs. "I put him a pedestal, and I didn't want him to ever loose. Which in a team sport was bad," he looked down, the defeat still stings a little. "I failed to completely stop looking up at him."

He doesn't think that's the complete reason, but he does think it's a major reason.

"That sounds good! We can do that later. I really want to hit the beach after lunch."

[takenwithhim]

Maybe the first time. Something tells him that Aomine and Kise probably had a few “accidents” along the way during their time at Teiko. After all, he’s got a pretty volatile friendship with Rin too, so it might be somewhat similar. But he’ll offer nothing else for it, preferring to move on to other topics.

“You have to choose to help yourself or help someone else in that situation,” Sousuke murmurs. “I might not be able to follow Rin, but I’ll do whatever I can to make sure he’s able to see his dream come true.” Even if Sousuke can no longer be part of it. Rin still hopes, but Rin’s not faced Sousuke’s reality like he has. Time’s still waiting though, so they’ll have to see. “It’s not bad to have a role model. Even if he is your rival.”

He takes another bite, chewing as he thinks about his own relationship with Rin. It’s similar, maybe more compact than Kise and Aomine’s. The distinction between rival and friend and what that does in their sport is its own story. Another time.

“All right. Beach it is. Won’t take us long to get there. Unless you want to go to a private one,” he adds before slipping another piece of fried squid past his lips.

[yellowcopycat]

He raised an eyebrow at Sousuke. "You do remember we only packed towels, right?"

Ryouta wasn't particularly body shy, he was however, worried about being mobbed while wearing only his underwear. Sure he hasn't gotten a lot of attention yet, but him in his underwear... it'll draw a crowd.

"So, private beach please. I don't mind a walk."

[takenwithhim]

Sousuke met the glance with a neutral gaze as he picked up his last squid. “I remember.” Simply making sure none of the plans had changed. Or if someone felt like being daring. In case of the latter, he'd have wished him good luck.

And yes, he was very much aware that having someone like Kise Ryouta on the beach with him was practically asking for a flash mob. Perhaps a little bit less risky here in quiet, little Iwatobi, but only marginally. “Private it is.” Taking a bus was possible, but by the time the bus arrived, picked them up, and dropped them off, they'd make it by walking.

He finished off the remains of his meal and leaned back in his chair, taking in the view of the ocean beside them. “When you're ready, we can head out.” He'd pay up front.

[yellowcopycat]

Ryouta gave a short bark of laughter. "Do you often go to the beach in your underwear?"

He finished his drink and stood. He felt nice and full. The walk would be a good way to work off the calories he just consumed. He purposefully left a little uneaten and dropped it over the edge, watching the catfish come and eat it. He smiled as they ate. "Ready," he said and stood, stretching as he did.

"C'mon! I want to play in the ocean!"

[takenwithhim]

“I don’t really go to the beach.” It’s probably not something you’d expect from a swimmer and a citizen of Iwatobi, considering there’s beach all over the place in the seaside town, but really, Sousuke prefers pools like the rest of his friends. Though when he does go, well, it’s as fun as normal. “But normally I’m wearing my swimsuit.” Just so Kise doesn’t think he runs around in his boxers and such during beach trips.

A light push and he’s up, leaving behind a clean plate. Sorry, but nothing left for the catfish below. He leans over the railing to watch Kise dump the remains of his own food. It’s kind of unnerving; the surface of the water is relatively clear, but the second the food hits, it turns into a frothing sea of scaly bodies, flashing mouths, splashing water, and fish. They’ve certainly got a good deal going on at this place…

With that, he heads off to pay for their food at the front, not letting Kise get the chance to even if he did protest, and then they’re out in the sun once again. “Besides, I did say ‘swimsuits optional’ during our texting, right?” he adds with a tiny smirk.

[yellowcopycat]

Well, Ryouta didn't really think that, though maybe he let himself imagine it for a minute. Sousuke is a very attractive man, after all.

"I remember," Ryouta said, enthralled by the catfish for another moment before following him to the register. "Though I'm was a little confused whether or not that meant," he smiled mischievously and leaned in to whisper. "Going in our underwear or naked." And then he walked out the doors to wait for Sousuke on the street.

Okay, flirting was fun. Though he was a little surprised at himself. Usually when he flirted it was with those he didn't know, and didn't know about his unrequited love life. Flirting was easy when no romantic feelings was involved. Add that and Ryouta had no idea what to do with himself. Flirting with Sousuke was easy because, well, they were in similar situations.

[takenwithhim]

Sousuke was halfway through paying when Ryouta leaned in close and whispered words drifted into his ear. He froze for a second, then frowned when the other boy headed out the door, shooting him a light glare at his back. Jerk, doing that and waltzing out like he’d done nothing. But rather than make a scene (the lady at the register already curious), he paid and headed out to rejoin with his friend.

Someone just had to be a flirt. Though he guessed that was all right, considering he’d “flirted” first by dropping that whole “optional” bit already. Wasn’t like he wasn’t asking for it with that. He passed the blonde with only a light tilt of his head inquiring him to follow his lead. It was a bit of a walk, as said, but they were young and could make it without problem.

“I’m not walking around the rest of the day in soaking underwear,” he added once they were in a more secluded path. It was odd, proposing that when he was well aware Ryouta had something for his captain and Ryouta likewise aware of Sousuke’s feelings for Rin. But it wasn’t like skinny dipping was anything really intimate, right? No one had to know.

[yellowcopycat]

Well, it didn't have to be intimate. Ryouta was really just throwing the option out there. Sex, like flirting, is easy for him when romance isn't involved. And it wasn't like they weren't used to the sight of another naked guy.

And anyways, it wasn't like either of them were committed. Ryouta was in an awkward place with Kasamatsu at the moment. They had talked about their relationship with each other and more or less boiled down to Kasamatsu saying 'not now, but not saying never' which... well, it sucked.

"Seems like a good idea," Ryouta agreed as he walked beside Sousuke, watching the scenery go by. It was so different than the city. Nice and relaxing. "That would chafe, and then I'd be uncomfortable tomorrow during my shoot."

[takenwithhim]

Didn’t have to be. But then again, it’s been a while since he’s seen Ryouta and while Sousuke’s definitely not someone to just throw himself around, still, romance is reserved for a certain someone. Sex is, often times, sex. He’s not so icy he can ignore those urges. Besides, like Ryouta thought, he’s seen other guys naked. Locker rooms are weird places.

Well “committed” is a bit of a stretch, because even though Ryouta’s awkward around Kasamatsu, Sousuke’s still very much devoted to Rin. It’s not like he’s spoken to Rin about his feelings, but so far, no one else has really made him think so intensely about him or her. Maybe it’ll just be unrequited pining… unless he does what the basketball player told him to and actually talked to Rin. Right… because Sousuke’s so forward about his feelings and the truths of his heart. Later topic.

“Wouldn’t want that, poor thing,” Sousuke murmured, tone dipping into a tease at the “consolation” of Ryouta’s discomfort. “I might come by and watch the shoot for a while,” he offered thoughtfully. With the pre-approved promise of not dragging him up to the camera, it made a visit more plausible.

[yellowcopycat]

"Nope! Plus it might show in some of the suits they want me in!" Ryouta said cheerfully. "They like showing off my legs so I tend to wear the shorter trunks and the brief-cut suits, or whatever the real term for that is. Once they tried to put me in a bikini, but, um. It was too small. That particular shoot was didn't know what they were doing."

And it had been extremely uncomfortable. Ryouta didn't mind showing off his body, but he didn't like to wear things that were too tight. Often times the organizers forgot he was muscular as he was.

"Really? Kise's eyes lit up at that. "That would be great! I could use you as an excuse if they want more shots then I'm contracted for."

[takenwithhim]

“Those work.” Didn’t feel like correcting him with the technical terms; Ryouta really didn’t have to know the difference between legskins, jammers, speedoes, and all the other lengths in between. He glanced sidelong at the other boy at the mention of ‘bikini’ however. “I didn’t know they made bikini’s for men,” he murmured, though it was up to the basketball player to guess if he was being honest or just yanking his chain.

He wasn’t surprised that it was too small though. Even if Ryouta was a pretty boy, he was still a top athlete and those muscles weren’t going to shrink for a swimsuit. Besides, you couldn’t just slap a swimsuit on someone and expect it to fit. Try getting that past any swimmer and they’d shoot you down faster than you could say “what?”.

Hn, well, guess he roped himself into that one. “Aa, sure. What time should I swing by, if that’s the case?”

[yellowcopycat]

"Of course they do. Bikini's are cut sexier than normal Speedos," Kise explained, he wasn't sure if Sousuke was being serious or not, but he felt like explaining anyways. "It's like why some guys wear thongs or bikini briefs. They want to feel sexy."

He looked over at Sousuke and smiled. "Around tenish would be good. We're supposed to be done around eleven. The shoot should take about six hours, and we're supposed to start photographing at sunrise." Up at four, in the make up chair at five, and shooting as the sun comes up was the plan for this shoot.

[takenwithhim]

“I see.” No wonder the bikini cut for underwear never made it to the men’s swimwear. Speedos were one thing, but something like that in competitive season? Not to mention a thong. Can you imagine swimming in a race and the guy next to you was in a thong? Sousuke wasn’t sure if the image made him want to cringe or smirk. “Some guys don’t need them to feel sexy,” he added.

Ten. He scowled at the mention of sunrise photoshoots. Gross. “Better you than me.” Sure, Rin could drag him out of bed at sunrise to go jogging, but that was Rin. “I won’t keep you out too late tonight then.”

[yellowcopycat]

"Well, no," he smirked over at Sousuke. "But sometimes wearing something sexy is a great confidence booster." His smirk widens. "And some of us know we have the goods that deserve something to show them off."

Not that he was wearing anything sexy today. But sometimes he had been known to wear something most guys wouldn't.

"Yeah, I was hoping to be back to the hotel by sevenish. I figured that would give us enough time to hang out." He shrugged, "I'm used to waking up early." He looked to the side where a public beach was coming into view. His smirk turned into an excited smile. It was a nice clear day, the sea was calm and people were happily splashing in the waves.

"How much longer 'til we get there?" he asked, excitement in his voice. He wanted to play in the waves. And he wanted to be naked on the beach. He had always wanted to go skinny dipping at least once.

[takenwithhim]

Sousuke had to offer a shrug at that. Wasn’t uncommon for people to talk about just how sexy it was for swimmers to wear those skin tight swimsuits as they climbed out of pools of water. Not that he wore his legskins for that reason, but it wasn’t something he could run away from either. “Really,” he hummed as he gave the blonde a once over. The goods deserving flaunting. “Are you in that group?” Just to tease him again.

Back by seven or so. That was easily done. They had a few hours until then, having come from lunch some minutes ago. He nodded as he figured the time table in his head. “Aa. We have time.” He definitely wasn’t the kind to crash by seven, but might as well head to Samezuka again around that time. Maybe get some practice in while he was there. He turned his attention to the beach as they passed it, watching everyone swimming, surfing, chasing, playing volleyball, all the beach things people loved doing in the hot sun and cool water. Really was a nice scene.

“About ten more minutes.” Had to get past the public beaches to land the private ones. The excitement in Ryouta’s voice was somewhat catching and he felt something similar wander through his veins. It’d been a while, yeah… But after those ten minutes, the gate closed behind them, their own beach spread out beneath them, surrounded by a rocky cove. Whitish gold sand stretched out into the blue sea, a salty breeze tinged with citrus and fish drifted past, and the waves curled lightly into the surf. Trees and rocks and the slope of the dunes hid them nicely from the public roads nearby. “We’re here.”

[yellowcopycat]

"You'll see when we get there~" Ryouta promised.

Once they got to the private beach Ryouta was off like a shot. He raced to the edge of the beach and looked around. "Wow," he said, the biggest smile on his face which he then turns onto Sousuke. "This is amazing!"

Once he gets a good look he trots back to the the center of their little beach and pulls out the towels he packed and carefully laid them out for him and Sousuke and then began to strip.

First his shoes and socks, then shirt, and his pants. He packed them in his bag carefully and then stood looking around. He was in pair of olive green boxer-briefs, and once he was satisfied that no one was watching he slid them down and packed them away too.

He stood and just took a moment. He was naked in public. He had been naked in front of others before, but that was always in locker rooms in front of other basketball players or in changing rooms in front of other models. Being out in public was... different. Exciting.

He turned to Sousuke, his smile just a tad shy. And yes, as he claimed, Ryouta had nice junk. Larger than average, but not monstrously so, and well groomed, Ryouta had nothing to be ashamed about. "Thanks for bringing me here."

He turned his attention back to the sea. "C'mon, let's go!"

[takenwithhim]

Well if that wasn’t tempting. Sousuke kept his tongue about it until they got to the beach. It was nice to see the other boy fire off like that, racing into the sand and standing at the water’s edge as he scanned the area. He wondered if Ryouta got to go out to places like these very much. With modeling and all… probably yes, but not enabled to enjoy it. “It is,” he agreed as he headed towards the water himself.

At least they were safely alone. The swimmer paused as the basketball player headed back to him, then glanced to the towels he pulled out of the bag. Oh right, forgot they had those. Sousuke at least helped him spread them out, getting everything situated, before he straightened up and got treated to seeing Ryouta start stripping. He didn’t stare… much. At least not beyond the normal athletic glance over. Actually, he didn’t peg the other guy for olive-green as a color though.

Halfway through, he worked at his own clothes, sneakers and socks first, then shirt and finally his belt and pants, each of them semi-neatly folded for later use and placed on the towel. A pair of black boxer-briefs, rimmed in dark teal, clung to his hips and upper thighs, but he seemed fairly comfortable in them, standing here amid the sea breeze and surf. It wasn’t until Ryouta went for his own that Sousuke hesitated. You first, kind of deal. But the blonde did it, and Sousuke followed suite after.

It wasn’t the first time he’d been naked out here on the beach (even if the majority of times had been when he was a lot smaller and didn’t really care). But this was different. No locker rooms or swim teams . There were no cameras for Ryouta either. And like the other rare times as a teenager he’d done this, the same thrill trickled up the middle of his back and slipped into his head. It felt good.

A dark brow arched when Ryouta turned towards him, mostly at the trace of shyness in his smile. Well, not like there was anything to hide, and he let his eyes drop without trying to be discrete about it. Boys would be boys, right? And apparently Ryouta wasn’t lying. Neither had Sousuke, who was probably the most impressively-sized out of his group of friends, even besting Makoto (and earning Rin’s disbelieving ire the first time he and Sousuke saw each other because no they’re not competitive). Though he’d apparently both shaved and waxed entirely for his sport, despite, or perhaps because of, the skin-tight, lycra legskins he favored.

Okay, enough looking. Sousuke nodded in response to the gratitude, a little grin playing on his lips that sparkled with some oft-hidden childish delight. “Told you I would,” he said before abruptly dashing forward and shooting past Ryouta. “Race you!” So what he just got a head start.

[yellowcopycat]

He lets out a squawk of protest as Sousuke races past. He follows after, his long legs quickly catching up, but Sousuke still beats him. Probably because Ryouta was distracted by Sousuke's really nice ass. At least that's what he's telling himself.

It's not until they're both splashing around in the water does he get a good chance to look what's below Sousuke's belt. It's nice. Really nice. Unlike Sousuke Ryouta can't boast that he's the biggest amongst his friends, but considering Murasakibara is almost seven feet tall and proportional (yes, he's checked out all the miracles, so sue him, boys will be boys) he wasn't going to be a sore looser about it.

He waded out to where the water came to his waist, and splashed some water at Sousuke, feeling young in a way he hadn't in awhile.

[takenwithhim]

Sousuke didn’t even stop to see what Ryouta’s reaction would be as he passed him. But he knew he wasn’t exactly biting easy prey; the other boy was fast and he flicked his eyes to the side to confirm the distance. Not too far behind, but his edge still was enough to give him the advantage and ultimately the victory. He hit the water, legs cutting through the surf until it was to his knees, then shoved forward and dove in, form as perfect as always.

This was his element and almost immediately tension and everything else rolled off him. Curving in the water, he shifted back to his feet and stood up a few minutes later, letting the water drain down to the surf brushing over his thighs. It felt interesting, without the snug fit of his swimsuit clinging to him, but by no means was it a negative feeling either. Drifting backwards, he was distracted by the freedom of it.

At least until a wave of water caught him on the face. Oh so that’s how it was going to be? Teal eyes turned to look at Ryouta, a challenging light flicking in them before both hands slipped into the water. And then heaved upward, throwing a wide splash back at him. Just like a kid again.

[yellowcopycat]

With a shriek of delight Ryouta responded in kind. Going in closer and splashing wildly, laughing all the while. How long had it been since he had a splash fight?

Well, okay, he tried to start one with Kasamatsu in a hot springs once, but that ended pretty quick. Still, it had to have been middle school since anyone splashed him back.

Doing it naked was... different. It was nice because he didn't have to hide anything. Both he and Sousuke liked guys, so he didn't feel guilty enjoying the view. Also the water on his bare skin felt great. Maybe once he's rich and famous he'll buy himself a secluded beach somewhere and go out naked in nice weather. Sousuke would be invited to come over whenever.

"This is weird!" he said over the sound of splashing. "Free, and... not innocent, relaxed," he grinned mischievously. "I like it. I'm going to have to do this more often."

[takenwithhim]

Sousuke ducked back a bit to defend against the return fire. It reminded him of more innocent times, laughing and calling in the water until Rin or he tripped one of those competitive lines and laughs turned to yells as the two started fighting (patching up) over something stupid again. But Ryouta wasn’t an easy challenge either and he actually had to fight back, arms moving and body ducking and dodging to try and get the best of him.

Almost fun enough to forget he was naked. But since some of those motions brushed currents places that were normally covered, well… It wasn’t as different to him as it was to the basketball player, considering his sport. It was, however, refreshing this way. Comfortable because they were open and exposed and didn’t have to worry about anything going wrong. And he could look without guilt. Ryouta was worth those looks.

“Relax too much and I’ll wipe you off your feet,” he warned before using both his arms and his legs to send a wave rushing towards the blonde. Hopefully distracting him enough he wouldn’t notice the large natural wave rushing in behind him. Double play.

[yellowcopycat]

It's true Ryouta doesn't swim as much as Sousuke. Due to his busy schedule he only gets to swim when the coach wants them to do a specific cardio workout, which is about once a month. So he's not used to the movement of the sea, the natural tide and waves or the splashes they're doing without out a pair of swim trunks. That and the idea of being naked in the sun (and with another guy who was also naked) has Ryouta just a little aroused. Not enough to spring wood, but enough to maybe get half mast.

"Yeah right! Like that's going to happen!" Ryouta yelled and charged Sousuke. He took the Sousuke's spalsh full force and went low to tackle the other boy around the chest when the wave crested and crashed down on them both.

Once he broke the surface he broke out laughing, still clutching at Sousuke. "Jerk. You knew that wave was coming."