A/N: First off, I own nothing. Sucks for me… Secondly, please pretend the Mabudachi are about middle school age for this one and enjoy playing sports (they don't seem like those type of boys). Thirdly…nothing. Enjoy.

Thunk, thunk, thunk,thunk, rattle, swish, thud.

Hatori knew these sounds. He also knew who was making them. He also kind of wished he didn't.

"Do they not realize it's February!" he hissed, trying to ignore the yelling outside. Audible shouts of "Try and beat that!" were floating up to his bedroom window.

Heaving a sigh, Hatori pulled on his jacket and went to address his loony friends.

"What in the world are you two idiots doing?" he asked, trying to brace himself against the bitter cold.

Ayame beamed, "Why Tori-san I'd think that were obvious! We're playing basketball!" Hatori rolled his eyes, "Well I can see that, but it's 20 degrees out here. Aaya, you transform in this kind of weather."

"But I am dressed to the nines in the warmest of winter apparel! There will be no risk of transforming in my many layers of absolutely fabulous clothing!" Hatori sighed again, why did he put up with these idiots?

"Either way, it's mid-winter. Basketball is more of a summer sport, isn't it?" Ayame grinned, "Why yes, that's the point! If we play more summertime sports then winter will feel absolutely neglected and will pass faster, allowing spring to come and then we can play all the sports our hearts desire!" He made a huge hand gesture, practically spinning on a patch of ice.

Shigure grinned mischeviously, "Well obviously Haa-san wants us gone. How 'bout a challenge? Haa-san, if you can make a basket in one shot, we'll leave you in peace."

Now wouldn't that be nice? "Fine." Hatori agreed lamely.

Shigure passed him the ball, "Good luck." and winked. Hatori positioned himself and shot.

SWOOSH!

Ayame grabbed the ball, "You cheated! We must play another game to really have a reliable score! How about 'DOG'?"

Shigure laughed, "No, no, that's not enough of a challenge, let's play 'SNAKE'!" Ayame looked theatrically offended, "Never! We cannot besmirch the name of such a glorious animal by using it in a mediocre game such as this! I know, let's play 'SEAHORSE'!"

Hatori rolled his eyes, knowing them they'd end up using that madcap Mary Poppins word, anything to keep him outside in this weather for an inhumane amount of time. Well, they were his friends at least, they had his best interests at heart…even if it killed him. And they probably always would.

He wasn't sure if that was comforting or distressing.

A/N: Yeeeeah…hope you liked that. I came up with this while playing basketball all by my lonesome in mid-february…

Ayame: Oh you poor dear! If it were up to me you would never be alone again!

Hatori: Ayame, time to go.

Ayame: But I just got here! *pout*

Hatori: Now.

Me: Review! Or don't…but if you do I shall be spared from throttling Ritsu in one of his spazzes. (Well I may do that anyway…)

Peace out -~-~-~-~-