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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Haikyuu!!
  Relationship:
      Tanaka_Ryuunosuke/Ennoshita_Chikara
  Character:
      Tanaka_Ryuunosuke, Ennoshita_Chikara, Karasuno_Volleyball_Club, OCs
  Additional Tags:
      Humor, they're_in_third_yr_here_btw_so_not_super_underage_y'know,
      Masturbation, Public_Blow_Jobs, well_kind_of, Established_Relationship
  Collections:
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      Published: 2017-06-07 Words: 3954
****** Wish Maker ******
by mew_tsubaki
Summary
     What is a momentary annoyance becomes a delight.
Notes
     The Haikyuu! characters belong to Furudate Haruichi-sensei, not to
     me. For the prompt "fantasy." B3 Read, review, and enjoy! *Done for
     ennotana week on tumblr.*
See the end of the work for more notes
Tanaka stood on the sidelines as clean-up wrapped up during evening practice in
December. It wouldn't be long before winter break arrived, and the Spring High
would come after that… Despite the thought of those items signaling the end of
his happy high school life, he felt pretty good, and he even found himself
smiling as Kinoshita and Narita were the first to leave, because Tanaka didn't
mind staying back to make sure the kouhai completed everything properly.
"Tanaka-senpai, we've put everything back in the storage closet," Kondo said as
he and the other two first years, as well as Hinata and Yamaguchi, joined him
by the doors. Nishinoya had trailed after Kinoshita and Narita, and Ennoshita
and Yachi had…ventured off somewhere, wherever Takeda-sensei had gone. A way's
off behind the kouhai, Tanaka spotted Coach Ukai growling at Kageyama and
Tsukishima, who were giving each other the stink-eye as they'd been doing all
day long.
The vice-captain skimmed the gym and nodded. "You guys did a good job," he
said, though he stated this while looking directly at Yamaguchi and at Ozaki.
Ozaki, quiet though he was, had proven to be a dependable guy the past several
months, and Tanaka would almost say he liked the middle blocker with the fancy
crisscross-patterned buzz cut. Between Yamaguchi and Ozaki, having the kouhai
put everything away would definitely get done.
Kondo puffed out his cheeks and gave Tanaka a look. "I saw that, Tanaka-senpai.
You think Akki and Hinata-senpai and I played, didn't you?"
"Er, no, I didn't say that…"
But with one shrimp annoyed, the other was shocked. "Tanaka-san…!" Hinata
wailed. "Two years. Two years! Have I really not matured?!"
Tanaka half laughed, trying not to make worse of the situation but nevertheless
entertained as always by the redhead. He tousled Hinata's hair, which did
little to placate the poor guy. "You've matured, sure," he offered, which was
his honest opinion…
…but apparently the wrong thing to say? "Tanaka-san…!" Hinata whined, huffing
and not setting a very good example for the first years. His shoulders slumped,
and he leaned over, bumping into Yamaguchi and propped up by the freckly crow.
Yamaguchi, in turn, gave Tanaka a look, akin to "Great. Now I have to take care
of this, too?"
Well, that made it seem as if Tanaka couldn't fix his own mistake, and he
wasn't vice-captain without reason! "Hinata, of course you've matured. You're
lightyears ahead of the rest of us on the court! And your new attack with
Kageyama is coming along nicely," he announced with a hearty, confident laugh,
as if Hinata were the team's ace and not Tanaka himself.
That did the trick. Hinata perked up, and the first years were impressed while
Yamaguchi breathed a sigh of relief. The talented second year beamed at Tanaka
and excused himself then, Yamaguchi joining him, Kondo and Akimoto trailing
behind them. Only Ozaki lingered long enough to bow his head politely to
Tanaka. "Senpai," he said by way of parting. Then he, too, was off.
Man. Tanaka understood it, the pride Sugawara had felt, "looking after the
kids." The phrase made Tanaka's grin widen. Truthfully, he still felt plenty
like a kid himself, but it wasn't so bad, being responsible for others. Sure,
he was the younger of two children in his household, but he'd developed his
older brother vibe in all his various volleyball clubs over the years. And he'd
proven in the last year that he could make Hinata and Yamaguchi focus, that he
could calm Kageyama down and get Tsukishima pumped. He'd even done a decent job
of calming Akimoto's nerves at the Interhigh a few months ago, since the stoic-
looking giant had an unusually weepy streak.
But, he knew as his eyes landed on Ennoshita as their captain returned to the
gym, he also wasn't handling the kouhai alone.
"Everything set?" he asked as he caught up with Ennoshita on the latter's way
to Kageyama, who'd just been released from Ukai's lecture.
"Yes." Ennoshita waved the paper in his hands, his sleepy eyes hiding a glimmer
of mirth. "Go figure there are no special training camps except for
Kageyama—this time around. But, this time, Sensei, Yacchan, and I worked
together to put together the clearest possible directions for our idiot setter,
complete with furigana everywhere."
Tanaka glanced at it over his shoulder. He laughed. "Even for the kanji in his
name? That's mean, Ennoshita."
Ennoshita smirked in response.
Kageyama was pleasantly obedient as Ennoshita went over the directions with
him, and captain and vice-captain answered any questions the teen had while
Ukai and Tsukishima slipped away. Once thoroughly advised, Kageyama, as Ozaki
had done, gave them a polite little bow. "Thank you, Ennoshita-san, Tanaka-san.
Have a good night!" Then he, too, left.
Tanaka heaved a sigh, prompting Ennoshita to quirk an eyebrow. "Something
wrong?"
The vice-captain dramatically groaned. "I miss the days when the second years
would all call me 'Senpai'…!"
Ennoshita rolled his eyes and led the way out of the gym. "They only did for a
little while. Or to stroke your ego. The usual honorifics are fine, Tanaka.
Besides, the current first years use '-senpai' with you," he pointed out as he
shut the lights off and locked up behind Tanaka.
"No, it's different. 'Senpai' is, like, the ultimate sign of respect."
"I thought that was '-sama.'"
Tanaka gave him a dry look. "Ha, ha. Very funny, Ennoshita. You know what I
mean. You know Noya-san's speech about being called 'Senpai.'"
The captain broke into a wide, relaxed smile and laughed. "No, no, I know,
Tanaka, I know. I'm just trying to get your goat."
…honestly, Tanaka didn't care if Ennoshita pulled a prank and pantsed him right
now. Tanaka went a little slack-jawed at Ennoshita's smile, which had been
catching him off-guard since their Spring High win towards the end of second
year last winter.
Had that victory…and that…really happened back then?
Tanaka quashed those memories when he found Ennoshita staring back, and the
vice-captain led the way up the stairs to the clubroom.
The other third years were long gone, as were the first years and Hinata and
Yamaguchi, and Tsukishima and Kageyama were on their way out by the time Tanaka
and Ennoshita arrived. Then it was just the two of them alone. So of course the
memories came flooding back:
Karasuno's win, Azumane crying on national television, Hinata jumping in front
of—and nearly taking out—a TV station's camera, and Kinoshita and Narita and
Nishinoya egging Ennoshita on, Kinoshita and the libero actually pushing the
bashful captain-elect towards Tanaka behind the scenes, until Ennoshita blurted
that he liked Tanaka. As in. That way.
At the time, Tanaka had been gob-smacked and confused. He had no reply, so
Nishinoya had outed him with a simple "Ryuu, you've been talking nonstop about
how cool and good-looking Chikara is since the Wakunan match." Then the libero
had gestured at Ennoshita, like "Here ya go!"
By the time Tanaka had come around to give Ennoshita a positive reaction, it
was time for final exams, and Ennoshita had shrugged him off as if it didn't
matter much to him. He blamed it on a spring fever. So that was that.
Until a frustrated Tanaka kissed him when everyone went to Sakanoshita one last
time together. There was no passing that off as an illness.
So…they'd begun dating. As in. For real. From shared water bottles and food to
dates occasionally interrupted by their friends and teammates to never having
nearly enough alone time at either's house, captain and vice-captain were
actually boyfriend and boyfriend.
Of course, it was December now, and they needed to focus on the Spring High
after break and finals and graduation after that. But Tanaka half the time
focused on his role as Ennoshita's second-in-command and the other half of the
time thought about how Ennoshita would be eighteen in a couple of weeks, and
they'd have their first New Year's after that… And then there was Valentine's
Day and his own eighteenth birthday and White Day… And there were post-Karasuno
plans to share…
Ahh, so much to cover in so little time…!
"…naka. Tanaka. Tanaka!"
The ace snapped to his senses. "Sorry. What?"
Ennoshita lowered his hand—he'd been snapping to get the rowdy teen's
attention—and quirked his eyebrow again. "You wandered off there. Save your
daydreaming for tomorrow. We've got to head home."
Tanaka nodded dumbly since he had nothing to retort, and he unzipped his club
jacket , just as Ennoshita changed beside him. However, Tanaka's eyes couldn't
help lingering when Ennoshita dropped his shorts to switch to his uniform
trousers. Those legs were a distraction a mile long, those thighs, a blessing.
And Tanaka so far had gotten to touch them. Twice. Hallelujah.
"Tanaka, get changed."
"Yessir!" He did as told. The last thing he wanted was for there to be no
secret handholding or goodnight kisses on their walk home tonight.
Ennoshita sighed and pulled his button-up on over a fresh t-shirt, but he left
it tucked into his pants and unbuttoned as he crossed his arms in front of his
chest and supervised Tanaka getting a move on. After a moment, he made a
curious expression. "…are you really that bummed over the senpai thing?"
What? Tanaka's hands froze on his belt buckle. Were they still on that topic?
"Um, no," he answered truthfully. If Ennoshita knew what actually ran through
his mind right now, he'd probably get scolded. Again.
But Ennoshita shook his head, and those soft, brown eyes bored holes into him.
"You're a bad liar…," he mumbled, cheeks flushed, "…Senpai."
Wait. What? Ennoshita's embarrassment made him feel embarrassed, and he held up
his hands guiltily, as if he'd requested this. "Uh, Ennoshita, you don't have
to—"
Ennoshita raised his eyebrows. "But you like being called 'Senpai.' So, if you
get your fill now, you should be good for a while, right?"
Someone stop his heart. Tanaka had made out like a bandit, landing someone as
thoughtful as Ennoshita as a boyfriend. "…well, when you put it that way…," he
said, a nervous laugh bubbling up in his chest and emerging as a pleased grin
at Ennoshita's favor. He hooked a hand behind Ennoshita's neck and drew the
brunet forward for a kiss, happy that Ennoshita didn't swat him away because of
the setting.
If anything, Ennoshita seemed soothed and emboldened by the sudden bit of
affection. "You realize we're never going to make it out of here if we
continue, Tanaka-senpai," he breathed against Tanaka's lips.
…oh, shit. Well, of course they weren't going anywhere if Ennoshita didn't let
up, because Tanaka was getting more and more excited at his words, and if he
got excited, then—
Ennoshita cocked his head to one side coyly. "Tanaka-senpai?"
—of course Little Tanaka sprang right up. So Big Tanaka grabbed the hem of his
t-shirt—which he'd thankfully donned before this business got started—and
yanked on it, tugging it over his appendage which was at the ready. "Um."
"What?" Ennoshita kissed him again, but it wasn't a helpful distraction. "Just
say it, Tanaka-sen—"
Tanaka covered Ennoshita's mouth with his free hand, shaking his head and
surprising the captain. "No, Ennoshita, we've got a problem. I can't go home
hard." He darted his eyes south until Ennoshita looked, too, and they stared at
it.
"Oh."
"Yeah. 'Oh.'" Tanaka snorted, his voice shrill as he continued, "So either
gimme a hand or turn your back or wait outside, will ya?!"
Frankly, he'd meant the "gimme a hand" part as a joke. But then Ennoshita met
his eyes, and there was that glimmer of mischief in his sleepy gaze, the
glimmer he got when he playfully antagonized Tanaka or their friends or when he
had a superbly witty remark. A slow grin turned up the ends of his lips.
"Tanaka. Do you have anything on you?"
It took the taller teen a second to process his words. "Protection and lu—? Of
course not! So call me a romantic for thinking our first time wasn't going to
be anywhere near school!"
Ennoshita pouted, an adorable look that made Tanaka feel like an idiot for not
being prepared, but then Ennoshita shrugged. "Well, I guess that's all right."
Was Ennoshita really this risky? Tanaka gawked at him. "You wanna go bareback?"
"Hell, no," he growled with a glare at the shaven-haired ace. "I'll just, uh,
put some elbow…grease into it…"
"Come again?"
By now, Ennoshita's face was no longer red, and his expression seemed to
indicate that he was one more stupid comment from being utterly done with
Tanaka for the night. As a result, he unceremoniously got to his knees and
grabbed hold of Tanaka's belt. He sighed when Tanaka held on steadfastly to the
strip of leather. "Tanaka, let go."
"Nope."
"Tanaka. Let go."
"Don't wanna."
Ennoshita sat on his laurels and stared up at him. "It'll be just like when
we've given each other handjobs."
"Which is what I thought you were going to do! This is completely diff—" He
stopped short, the energy spent bickering with Ennoshita no longer directed at
keeping himself covered, so Ennoshita easily pried Tanaka's hands away from his
belt and pulled the waist down until the band sat at Tanaka's knees.
"Plus, you've annoyed me, so now I get to do as I please. So blowjob, it is."
But the last part was said in less steady a tone, and some color returned to
the apples of his cheeks as he tugged Tanaka's boxers down, too.
This was it. RIP, Tanaka Ryuunosuke. They were going to have to find a new ace
and vice-captain for the crows because Tanaka's heart was going to explode with
the image of Ennoshita holding his penis and surveying to see how much he could
fit in his mouth seared onto the backs of his eyelids. He was never going to
sleep again.
"Stop staring already," Ennoshita groused, and he ran a shaky hand through his
hair quickly before kissing the tip and slowly moving his mouth around it.
Well…fuck. If Tanaka wasn't supposed to watch, then what was he supposed to do?
He kept one hand on the ledge of the shelf behind him to steady himself and to
keep the upper shelves from digging into his back. But his other hand was free.
He reached for Ennoshita, but the other teen slapped his hand away before
Tanaka's fingertips grazed his hair.
Another quick glare said it all: "Don't play with my hair while I'm doing
this." But the flush on his neck seemed to add a side remark: "…well, at least
don't do it this first time, okay?"
So, reluctantly, Tanaka let the other hand rest on the ledge, too, for support.
He ended up needing it. Though Ennoshita ventured cautiously, the entire length
disappeared into his mouth, and his fingers were as soft around the shaft as
they were when they held hands. He tried to figure out a pace, but he couldn't
make up his mind. Not something to mind, anyway. He had a particular way of
sliding his tongue from one side to the other on the underside that Tanaka
found himself thrusting slightly forward until Ennoshita grabbed his hips as an
indicator to take it easy on him.
That was the way to go about it, letting Tanaka move and having Ennoshita guide
him. Still, the moans and hisses from Tanaka provided decent cues for
Ennoshita, and Tanaka felt close to ready when Ennoshita released his left hip
and fondled what dangled below.
They only spent a few minutes doing this, in here. Right? Hold on. It had only
been a few minutes, right? Even though the wonderful sensations had been going
on for a while, Tanaka's perception of time couldn't be that sorely messed up
already, right? They'd locked up the gym, they'd come in here to change,
Ennoshita had pantsed him after all—
Tanaka's eyes snapped open. "Oh, gods. I mean, we saw the others leave— We were
the last ones here— But— Ennoshita, did you lock the door?!"
Ennoshita leaned back a bit, and he threw his eyes to the clubroom's entrance.
"Huh," he said around his mouthful. And he shrugged, as if it hadn't occurred
to him in the heat of the moment. Then he got back to the task in hand.
"Ennoshita." Tanaka leaned over him as much as he could in their poses. He
waited for his boyfriend to lock eyes with him. "Did you or did you not lock
the door?" The embarrassment and trouble that lie in wait for them if they were
caught…! He didn't want to picture it.
"Nuh," Ennoshita mumbled.
"Oh, fuck. We're so screwed."
The captain came up for air. "Not yet."
"Now's not the times for jokes, Ennoshita," Tanaka stated, red-faced.
But Ennoshita smirked and went back to the blowjob. Except, this time, he kept
his eyes trained on Tanaka's face with the latter hovering over him. And then
Ennoshita did it. "Se—"
The syllable blew a scratchy, hot breath on the top of his member.
"—n—"
With the sound, the tip bumped gently against Ennoshita's teeth, an unusual but
nevertheless exciting sensation.
"—pa—"
It was a soft pop of air around the whole length, and, gods, that was a rush…!
"—i."
The single vowel sound did it, like a triggering mechanism. Everything that had
rushed up from the first moment Ennoshita called him "Senpai" came spurting
out, and Tanaka would've apologized for the lack of warning if he hadn't been
so preoccupied with his ragged breathing…
…and then there was a new preoccupation for him, a new image to sear into his
mind: Ennoshita, eyes wide and round, face flashed, staring rather impressed at
his member, with a few globules of cum in the right corner of his mouth and a
thin, creamy droplet making its way down his chin. A second later, it
registered with Tanaka what the sight meant: Ennoshita had swallowed.
Hot damn.
Ennoshita wiped his mouth and chin with the back of his hand. "Yeah. I'm going
to need a mint and some water—whoa!"
Tanaka couldn't help it. Though the idea grossed him out for a hot second, he
thought, to hell with it, and kissed Ennoshita anyway. Then he hugged him, a
flood of things rushing up in his chest, waiting to be said. All he could
manage was "Damn."
Ennoshita patted his back and rubbed circles there when his boyfriend didn't
let go. "Yes, yes," he said, amusement lacing his tone. "Tanaka, all right. I
get it. You're grateful. But can you be grateful after you've pulled your pants
up?"
Tanaka backed off. "That was…damn," he repeated as he finished dressing and
couldn't come up with a better adjective.
"It was a touch of spring fever," Ennoshita quipped with his focus on his own
duffle. He laughed, cheeks still pink, as Tanaka swatted his shoulder at the
reminder of just how poor a liar Ennoshita was.
They were nearly ready to head out when Tanaka smacked his forehead. "Wait up,"
he said with a hand on Ennoshita's arm.
"What?"
"I might be an idiot, but even I'm not completely oblivious." He grabbed the
bottom of Ennoshita's uniform blazer and hauled it up before Ennoshita could
hide it.
"I'll be fine," the captain muttered around his blazer.
Tanaka let go and snorted. "Or…we could go for Round Two."
Ennoshita swallowed the rest of the mint he'd dug out of his bag.
The ace grinned at his reaction. "Whaddaya say, Senpai?"
He rolled his eyes but threw his arms around Tanaka's neck regardless and
pecked his lips. "That's not going to work for me."
"Then I guess I'll have to figure out what does."
===============================================================================
The next day at practice, Tanaka stood on the sidelines as the crows—minus
Kageyama—had a much needed break during practice. And he was grinning from ear
to ear.
"That's a shit-eating grin if I've ever seen one," Kinoshita stated of the
scene, from which he had a difficult time pulling his eyes away. Narita, like
him, eyed Tanaka warily, and even Nishinoya seemed confused by his best
friend's blissful expression worn during a rather normal practice.
Kinoshita's words drew Hinata and Kondo over from the other first and second
years. "Something good happen, Tanaka-san?" Hinata asked.
"Did you buy the last melon bread at lunch?" Kondo guessed, the fluffy-haired
libero rolling on the balls of his feet and then his heels, back and forth. He
stopped. "Tanaka-senpai?" he prompted.
Ah. Tanaka sobered up a little. "Nah. And, Kondo, 'Tanaka-san' is fine," he
corrected, not worrying about the curious look Kondo and Hinata exchanged and
ignoring Kinoshita's and Narita's gapes and Nishinoya's expression of betrayal.
He rolled his eyes to himself and joined Ennoshita and Yachi on the floor.
The manager looked at the group left behind. "What'd you say to shock them,
Tanaka-san?"
"I'm over being called 'Senpai,'" he replied, resting his cheek lazily on
Ennoshita's shoulder.
But his answer stunned her, too, so much so that she got to her feet. "Ehh?!
Are you all right, Tanaka-san?! Are you woozy from dehydration?" She grabbed
his water bottle from his hands and scurried off to fill it, squeaking "Water!
Water, hurry…!" all the way.
"Wow. Yacchan… That part of her is never gonna change, huh?"
"Probably not," Ennoshita replied. He took a swig of his own water and offered
it to Tanaka, who shook his head. "But look at you, Mr. Embracing Change. The
usual honorifics are good now, huh?"
Tanaka gave him a dry look. "It's not my fault I can't take hearing it from
their mouths now." He slipped a sneaky arm around Ennoshita's waist, but that
hand was pinched to retract some.
"And how was I supposed to know you'd develop a senpai kink?" He laughed, in a
good humor, so he didn't mind as much when that arm returned to his waist.
"Yeah, well, can't spike a volleyball with something stiff between my legs.
Speaking of which—what are you gonna do when the break comes?" Tanaka raised
his eyebrows. "Aren't thing all set with Nekoma and Datekou to shoot your 'The
Fast and the Furious' short spoof? Several in our circle already call you
'Director Ennoshita.'"
The prod was worth it. Sure, Ennoshita smacked him in the arm several times,
but he was too cute when he was this red and mad and embarrassed. But Tanaka
was a good boyfriend, and he really would save the title to use only in the
bedroom…or in the clubroom. Heh. "Ah. That reminds me."
Ennoshita gave him a tired stare as Coach Ukai gave the players a two-minute
warning 'til the end of break. "What?"
They got up off the floor, and Tanaka put a serious hand on each of Ennoshita's
shoulders. "Ennoshita, don't ever direct a porno."
The captain scoffed. "What the…? Of course not. That's not a genre I'd shoot."
Well, that was a relief to hear. But Tanaka had more to say, and he almost
couldn't string his words together as he flashed back to last night. "…but…,"
he began, "…star in one. Like. For me alone."
Honestly, he would've bet his savings that Ennoshita might clock him. But
Ennoshita didn't. He patted Tanaka's cheek and broke into a large smile,
shaking his head the whole time. "Oh, gods…! No sex tapes, Tanaka…!" And he
laughed rather uncontrollably. But only he could get away with it.
After all, it was yet another sound Tanaka wanted to hear only from Ennoshita.
End Notes
     Um. So. When I saw the "fantasy" prompt for day 6 of Ennotana week, I
     knew I didn't want to do what most people might, like fantasy as in
     fantasy & sci-fi. So…I went with another interpretation of "fantasy,"
     and my mind went straight to "senpai kink." XDDD Probably worsened by
     the fact that I've now drawn Ennotana_smut aside from writing it, but
     yeah. I just. Also, writing this from Tanaka's POV was too funny to
     pass up, which is why it's a very light tone here (plus it's cute to
     see Tanaka swoon over Ennoshita -w-). What else, what else…? Well, I
     guess there are obviously some details manga-only readers will
     understand, but I like to use a lot of what's in the manga myself for
     my stories, esp since we're, like, a season and a half ahead of where
     the anime is, *lol*. I guess the last things I want to comment on are
     that there are a lot of cute little details here and that my OC boys
     (Kondo, Akimoto, & Ozaki) got more cameos~! :3 I need to draw them
     more and write them properly, too. OH. Which reminds me: If you're
     reading this on AO3 or tumblr, then you've got the full version of
     the story on your screen; if you're reading on FFN, then this has
     been censored heavily to comply with site rules because, let's face
     it, it'd suck to lose my 700+ fics on that site. Anywho. ;]
     Thanks for reading, and please review! I've got more HQ! fics where
     this came from (a few also smutty), so take a look and come visit me
     on tumblr @le-amewzing for fanart (now with nsfw~), too!
     -mew-tsubaki B)
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