Author: M snowym
Warnings: Dirty thoughts, perviness, and near collapse (all on Inui's behalf)
Word Count: 1090
#17 - Eto...; Hmmmm... for 30_cracks
Note: Written for kishmet, because she requested an InuKai 'webcam' story. Sorry for taking so long to post, Kishu-sama ^^;. The beta'ing (I did it myself, I'm not blaming anyone else ^^;) is still pretty bad. *grovels and begs for forgiveness*
“Fssshuuuuu... Senpai, I don’t think this is working.”
Inui sat back amused in his computer seat. ‘Amused’ wasn’t a word that would describe him very often, as he delt with data and not humor, but even he could not help the barest of smiles that hinted at the corners of his mouth at the moment.
Currently on Inui’s computer screen was Kaidoh’s face. Not one of the photos that he had scanned and uploaded for, of course, purely scientific reasons, but a live streaming video from Kaidoh’s own room. He was sure that his own web camera was in working order, and that his kouhai ought to be able to see him on his side of the connection. Or rather, he would be able to see him, if a glaring eye wasn’t pressed quite obviously onto the lens. Inui was barely able to repress his mouth muscles from twitching up those few extra degrees into an actual smile as yet another loud hissing noise emitted from the speakers. The exotic eye taking up most of his screen’s space blinked, causing Inui to snap out of a reverie concerning long lashes and deep brown eyes. Clearing his throat, Inui pushed his glasses upward with a slender finger, along the bridge of his nose.
“Kaidoh, sit down.”
Inui suddenly felt as if something had caught in his throat at those last two words spoken by his kouhai. Kaidoh had suddenly decided that maybe his senpai could hear him better if he talked into the camera. Inui stared dumbfoundedly for a moment, as lips he’d had more dreams about than he could count-- and no, he didn’t just admit that-- reveal themselves in 1024 x 768 resolution.
Inui thought it would be improper behavior to collapse while talking to his kouhai, so it was absolutely imperitive he halted the other boy from saying his name again. It was causing blood to rush to all sorts of places, and he was feeling a bit lightheaded at the moment. Somewhat more faintly this time, as he wasn’t quite trusting of his voice at the moment, Inui leaned into the microphone perched on his desk and instructed his kouhai once more.
“Kaidoh, please sit down.
With feelings of mixed relief and disappointment, Inui watched Kaidoh’s upper body, bandana and all, come into focus on the monitor. Ignoring the fleeting disappointment that had washed through him, he was satisfied that he no longer felt like a pervert anymore... for the most part anyway. Inui knew he took far too much advantage of the fact that the younger boy couldn’t see what his eyes were locked onto most of the time, but he was trying to break himself of that. Really, he was. His eyes slammed shut immediately after that thought, because Kaidoh’s hair was just too silky for it’s own good today, even in pixel form.
Inui nodded in acknowledgement, as the other teen seemed to still be inconfident of whether he could be heard over the electronic device or not.
“Ffffsshhuuuu... I don’t like this.”
Inui was prepared for this. A Powerpoint presentation seemed to be a little overboard, so after memorizing a small bulleted list of why this form of communication would be helpful to them, he was immediately able to launch into one of the reasons. He wasn’t about to let go of an opportunity that would allow him to talk with the other boy more often.
“Kaidoh, using the web cameras will get easier for you over time--”
“It’s... it’s not that.”
“...It’s not?” Inui hadn’t predicted hardly any objections, other than the difficulties Kaidoh often had with computers. Well... there was a 12-percent chance that Kaidoh would become frightened of the video camera. Some people believed that cameras could steal the soul of it’s targets, but thankfully, it didn’t seem he was a believer of that particular myth.
“I’d rather...” Kaidoh averted his eyes, letting out another low hiss as his cheeks flushed a light pink. Kaidoh definitely had Inui’s attention now, although he tried to keep up an air of nonchalance as to not detour Kaidoh from continuing. “Can’t we just meet? I’d... I’d rather just talk with you in person.”
The younger boy had surely turned into a tomato by this point, and Inui’s perv-o-meter once again sky rocketed. What was it about Kaidoh, and Kaidoh only, that made him desperately need to find out how low that blush trailed?
“Gomen senpai... Just forget it.”
“Is now okay?” During the last few seconds, Inui’s mind had been furiously calculating all the possible meanings that were held within his kouhai’s latest statement, taking into account with the fierceness of his blush and the angle at which his head had tilted to attempt to obscure his face... and well, things were looking the best they ever had for Inui and all his innappropriate thoughts he was constantly combatting.
“Is now okay? If you don’t want to talk over the webcam. I could come over now.” Inui’s glasses glinted, which even he himself thought was strange, as they seemed to do so at the most innopportune of times. It was probably fair warning to Kaidoh though, as he didn’t have the most angelic of intentions after that blushy, stuttery admitance.
“That’d be fine, senpai. I’ll... I’ll be waiting.” And with that last statement that just screamed ambiguity in Inui’s mind, he watched the younger boy lean his eye up to the camera once more, most likely searching for the power switch, before the screen went black.
After staring dazedly at the blank screen for a few moments, Inui quickly leaned forward to power down his own computer. Quickly yanking on his tennis shoes and forcing the laces into a semblance of a bow, he bolted from his small apartment. This was not done with the intent to make it to Kaidoh’s house faster than ever before, but he probably was going to anyway.
Kaidoh admitting to a desire of actually wanting to be in his presence was by far the greatest leap they had taken in order to get Inui a certain sultry, bandana-clad boy. Hopefully with a bit more careful planning and perusing, a few more embrrassing, but well worth it admitances, it would all be out in the open.
Things were surprisingly working in his favor despite low chances and percentages. He gladly left his calculations behind for once, as he continued treading down the road.
Random illustration to go along with the story!
By the way, if anyone still wants to request something, just do so HERE. Just keep in mind, it may be awhile before you see your request finished ^^;. But I shall indeed do my best!