Disclaimers: I don't own Shokugeki no Soma; the honour belongs to Tsukada Yuuto-san.
Prologue: why the fuck am i a kid?!
Soma's first thought when he wakes up in a strangely familiar room is: this isn't the dorm. And he is right, he thinks, as he looks around, realizing why he thought it was so familiar: it's his old bedroom from before he set off for Tōōstuki.
But wait.
How did he even get here in the first place?
The tension is high and the audience is stunned, as the judges gobble up Yukihira Soma's dish as if it would be taken away from them if they didn't eat fast enough.
Dojima Gin speaks quickly, mouth full. "I can't get enough of it...! The Parmesan cheese's viscous body and the miso's light flavour entwine together with the rice!" He uses his chopsticks to pick up a small piece of dried fruit. "This red thing: is it perhaps-"
Soma cuts him off, raising a finger, "Crispy plum." The stadium is once again filled with shouts.
"Whaaaat?!"
"O...One more for the Snack Series (it's like the Kaki no Tane and the educational sweets...)?!"
"It's just a bluff anyway! With just that..."
Nakiri Leonora's lilting voice is easily heard above the disbelieving din, quickly going into a tangent of explanations. "This plum is another key point! The crispy, fun texture and appearance is vibrant!~ Even in regard to the taste..."
After the judges eat their fill, the Director, who had already stripped, opens his mouth. "The judging is over! Now... We'll give the verdict!" Soma grins widely.
"It's done!"
He walks back to his counter, but in his current mood, doesn't see the bits of sauce Ryo had accidentally spilt while preparing his dish. Akira and Ryo's eyes widen, and they open their mouths to warn him, but they can only watch as Soma slips on the sauce and hits his head against the metal counter, expression the epitome of surprise even as he slips into unconsciousness.
"But that still doesn't really explain why I'm here!" Soma nearly screeches. "Am I just hallucinating? Maybe I got a concussion?" He harshly pinches his arm, wincing. "Nope, hurts too much for it to be a hallucination." He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose, "So I really somehow traveled back in time..."
A few seconds pass.
"...Ehhhh?! I traveled back in time?!"
"Ehhhh?! I...in time?!"
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Yukihira Jouichiro momentarily stops flipping pancakes to crane his neck upwards. "What's Soma-chan shouting about now? After a few seconds, he shrugs, going back to his flipping, "Well, whatever."
During that time, Soma keeps clutching his head, nursing the worst migraine in his life. I've had many weird things happen to me, but this takes the cake! What does all of this mean, anyway?! His mind flashes back to the happy times he had had with all his friends. Does that mean I might not be able to have fun with them anymore?
"Soma-chan! Time for breakfast!"
"..." Soma lets go of his head, sighing. The whole 'time-travel' thing could wait. Leaping out of bed, he walks to his bedroom door, turns the knob to a new future...
And stops dead.
The small nine year old something boy with red hair and yellow eyes couldn't possibly be him, could it? Soma tilts his head, mutely watching as the boy in the mirror does the same. He jumps up and down. The boy does that too. Dread pooling in his stomach, Soma twists his body into one weird movement after the other, only to stop when the boy 'copied' all his moves perfectly.
His eye twitches.
Well shit.
"Hey, whatcha' do that for?! Don't go dragging humans into different time periods!"
"B-But I've got everything already mapped out! I haven't read a BL manga in soooo long!"
"Hell no, those 'BL' novels of yours are disgusting! I'm not letting you put Yukihira in that kind of situation!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"..."
"..."
"...Let's make a compromise."
So, I'm thinking this might be the first Shokugeki no Soma time travel fic. If so, yay! If not, well then. But never mind about that, what do you think? Did I characterize Soma correctly? Did I spell his 'Old Man''s name right? Questions, comments, answers. They're all accepted!
