Hello, dear readers. Or what few readers I have. Anyways, here are some words that you should read. Excuse me if it sucks. The Egoist couple is very OOC so don't yell at me for that. So…yeah. Read on.
Nowaki and Hiroki are sitting cross-legged on opposites sides of the room, both surrounded by a group of young men clad in shiny shirts and tiny shorts. A man with dark sunglasses that hide his eyes stands over all the men.
"This is a simple soccer match. You have until the bell rings to score as many goals as possible," the man says, pushing his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. "I have split you into two teams." He gestures at Hiroki's side of the room, where all the guys are wearing green outfits and then at Nowaki's side, where everyone is in blue. "And I have added a few…challenges."
The boys mutter amongst each other. "Challenges?" "What kind of challenges?" "What is this man talking about?" "I'm hungry." The two lovers shoot each other a quizzical look. Nowaki's blue eyes fill with reassurance for his older uke.
The strange man chuckles ruthlessly. "Every time one team scores…the other team loses a player to the flames of our famous incinerator."
Nowaki gasps and looks directly at his lover, who seems scared shitless. Hiroki is horrified of fire…it's always been his worst fear that he be burned to death. "Hiro-san," Nowaki whispers. "We'll make it through. I promise." Hiro-san nods but his hazel eyes still show fear.
The man with the glasses seems to direct his words to the lovers. "I can sense we're going to have a lot of fun in this game. Are you ready?" He cackles, his fingertips pointed to the ceiling as if he was holding giant dodge balls.
Suddenly, the floor beneath them split, dropping them into a soccer field. All around them were people in stands, cheering them on, cheering them to their deaths. A referee blew his whistle and it became dead quiet. All the boys, including Nowaki and Hiro-san joined the ref in the middle of the field. Nowaki wandered next to boyfriend and intertwined their hands, unknowing to the rest of the crowd. Hiro-san blushed deeply but didn't let go.
The ref explained the rules of soccer, as if he didn't know that they could die at any point in the game. "Good luck and have fun." Everyone split and jogged onto their respective sides of the playing field.
Before leaving each other, Nowaki bent down and locked lips with Hiroki. "I love you, Hiro-san."
Hiroki blushed redder, if that's even possible. "I love you, too, Nowaki." After a sweet embrace, they reluctantly broke apart and took their positions.
The man with the glasses appeared on the t.v. screens on either side of the stadium. "Gēmu o hajimemashou!" The ref blew his whistle and the game was on.
You like? Hopefully you did. I'll try and update as soon as possible, but my writer's block is quite a severe case. :D. Review, please! Each one gives me infinite jizzness! (To understand that joke, watch JunjoRomanticaParody on YouTube.) Well, I'm gonna bounce. I love you. Peace!