G is for Gear

By: PhoenixJustice

Disclaimer: Yowamushi Pedal is owned by Wataru Watanabe; I only own this story and make no profit from this.

Pairing: Makishima/Onoda.

Setting: Sometime after Makishima leaves, spoilers for series.

Summary: If he hadn't been currently going uphill, he'd have stopped right where he was. As it was, he turns and sees Makishima there, on his bike, smiling at him, as if he had never left.

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It had been a long time since he had just went for a casual ride, instead of training, like he usually did with the others. The team was shaping up pretty nicely, given the fact that the third years had left the team. It sometimes left a void in him, remembering, but overall he could still smile like before, amazed at how far a Otaku like him had gotten, the friends he had been able to make.

The hill up the school was one very familiar to him and he enjoys the ride up, whistling an anime tune under his breath. It was quiet, save for him and his bike. Naruko was currently helping out at the bicycle shop and Imaizumi was training at home, which left him to his own devices. It wasn't as lonely as it would have been before, since he had true friends. All the same...it gives him time to remember working on his climbing on his hill, with Makishima.

It had hurt terribly to see Makishima leave. He had been apart of this from the beginning, helping Onoda. To become friends with Makishima, to ride along side him...that had meant the world to Onoda. His heart beats a steady beat, as if spurred along by the thought of Makishima as well.

"Mind a tag along?"

If he hadn't been currently going uphill, he'd have stopped right where he was. As it was, he turns and sees Makishima there, on his bike, smiling at him, as if he had never left.

He smiles in return, his heart picking up its beat even faster now.

"Makishima-san! You're-" He stops, unable to continue, emotion choking him.

Makishima catches up to him very quickly; he was the Peak Spider, after all. He leans forward to ruffle Onoda's hair affectionately, surprising Onoda (and seemingly surprising Makishima himself.) He glances away, a bit awkward looking all of a sudden.

"I was able to have some free time." He says shortly, the easygoing expression gone from his face now.

Onoda didn't want him looking that way. Especially after coming all this way.

"Thank you, Makishima-san."

Makishima turns to him, surprise in his face. "For what?"

Onoda shrugs. "For...everything. Everyone has been great to teach me, but they're not climbers. You are. You took the time to help me with that. I-" He flushes. "It's made me very happy."

Makishima flushes in return, glancing away again.

"You're welcome." He finally says, face still red.

He suddenly reaches out to ruffle Onoda's hair again and this time his hand lingers. Onoda's eyes widen as something clicks in his mind and he finally understands, making him blush darker.

"Can we-can we ride again?" He asks, timidly.

Makishima looks at him and his smile returns, soft as he looks at Onoda. "Sure." His eyes turn mischievous. "But only if it's you and me."

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-PhoenixJustice