(A/N; …this is just random…gomen, minna-sama…)


Smiles by vanillaflux

ONE

Kirihara ran as fast as his legs could carry him, for the figure that was chasing him drew nearer. He came to a junction and turned left. Big mistake; it was a long deserted road with evil-looking boxes and unpredictable holes. But what else could he do? He can't stop now, he new he just can't. he closed his eyes and ran as fast as possible. He fell, slumped on the ground.

'Kami-sama…I don't want to die like this, please…' he whispered powerlessly. He felt a hand touching his shoulder, not rough and cold, but gentle and warm. He opened his eyes again.

'Bu…buchou?'

Yukimura smiled. And at that time, Akaya knew he'll b alive once again.

One smile.


TWO

Atobe sat uncomfortably. He glanced outside through the black-tinted window of his limousine; dark clouds gathered, threatening to pour downs its containing. He knew it must be somewhere; it can't justdisappeared, can it? And he doesn't want to admit that he 'forgot' where he put that essential stuff since an Atobe never forgets, right? he literally tapped the buttons of his golden cell phone (percentage of it made from solid gold is 93.09246986254). He had ordered a search conduct at his mansion, gyms, rooms, and now, he himself is going to the Gakuen, to the very club house. He knew he left it there.

Oshitari's House…

Oshitari and Gakuto lay under the blue duvet; both wore the same evil smirk on each faces. Gakuto took out a pen-light, and the light shone on a dark rd book, with tiny gold letters screaming, "Keigo Atobe; Personal".

Two smiles.


THREE

Fuji still had his smile on, even after having a cup of Reversed Penal Tea. Upon seeing the sight of the bubbling pink-coloured liquid, Eiji and Momo hugged Ryoma cowardly, practically suffocating he Seigaku pillar of support as if he was their lifelines. Kaidou who took the first swig of the juice lay still on the floor up next to Oishi, whose bangs straighten upwards due to the impact of the latest juice.

Inui held his book and start writing down datas. 3 minutes afterwards, the only figures standing still were Inui, Fuji, and Tezuka; all of them smiling. Yes, even if Tezuka's lips curved slightly a nanometer, both Fuji and Inui knew he was smiling.

Three Smiles.


(A/N; whatever I is, I had a bad x'mas and a bad new year)