The first in a set of 101 fan fictions about Hirota, because we need more Hirota love D: The theme for the first one is Starlight. Please enjoy.
As the sun set into the sky, I was still alone sitting on my swing.
He was late, how normal of him. Sometimes I wish he'd care a little more. Hirokazu agreed to meet me here right after he got home to change. We were in high school now; you think he could mature a little bit since we were kids.
It's starting to get cold out, and dark. I check my watch to see its 7pm; I've been waiting here for at least four hours. I stood up, and kicked my swing. The nerve of him! In an hour, I'd just go home, it wasn't worth waiting.
I lied, three hours later, I'm still waiting. Pacing around the park, I think of the possibilities. His mother really liked me, and would let Hirokazu come see me anytime, so it wasn't his parents. I don't think he'd be serving any detentions… Maybe he just didn't want to see me.
"I feel so stupid." I said out loud to myself "I'm going home now."
"You aren't going anywhere."
I froze in my tracks, unable to turn my head to see who was addressing me.
"Kenta, dude, chill out."
I spun around to see Hirokazu standing behind me in a casual manner, like he hadn't been hours late.
"Where have you been?" I asked in a matter-of-fact tone
"Places." He answered non-chalantly
"Do you even care that you left me waiting all night?"
"I didn't even figure you'd still be here."
I turned to Hirokazu, and almost like I was in some sort of angry trance, I hit him. Punched him in the face as hard as I could. I hit my best friend.
"What the hell was that for?"
I stared down at the ground, no matter how late he had been, I had no right to hit him. He was the person I cared for the most.
And then all my emotions spilled out at once, because I'm so good at that.
"Because you don't care about me! You would have let me sit out here all night! Why don't you love me the way I do!"
Hirokazu looked at me, with this look in his eyes that could have said a million words. I tried to run away, but he pulled me in close, closer than I wanted to be to him. The stars lit up in the night sky as he told me the four words I had needed to hear for years.
"I love you too."
Hirokazu pulled me onto the swing, onto his lap, as we gazed up at the starlight in the sky. The stars were more beautiful than… well… almost anything. As a shooting star shot across the sky, we both knew we wouldn't be returning home that night.