Of Fire Tornadoes and Driving Tigers
Summary: Hiroto plays matchmaker to Toramaru and Gouenji.
Warning: Slash, matchmaker! Hiroto, slight head canon on Hiroto's back story that has not been proven true and was just made up by me so don't believe in it, OOC. Oh God, OOC.
Characters/Pairings: Toramaru/Gouenji, Hiroto. Brief mentions of Endou, Burn/Gazelle (Haruya/Fuusuke)
Toramaru hums softly, stretching an arm outwards and starts twisting it, and after hearing a soft 'crack', he retracts the limb. He ended up staying late for extra practice since he didn't have to help out at the restaurant. Of course, he would have come home early to help anyways, but his mother insisted that he stay and practicing with the rest of the team, especially Gouenji-san, since they had yet to completely perfect their Tiger Storm technique.
Speaking of Gouenji-san...
The blue haired boy lets out a soft sigh.
"You're still here, Toramaru?"
"Ah, Hiroto-san," he says in a polite tone, after turning around to see the other forward standing in the doorway with a hand held up in greeting and a smile on his lips."What are you doing here?"
Kiyama Hiroto is a mysterious person, Toramaru thinks. He's never heard of the male before, even after doing intense research for a few days. The surname 'Kiyama' brings up news articles of dead parents and a surviving son who isn't named 'Hiroto', and he also looks suspiciously like one of the members from that alien team, 'The Genesis', back a few months ago.
"I was taking a walk," Hiroto replies, "and I ended up in the neighborhood. I was wondering if anyone was still here." He steps into the locker room and walks over to a bench to sit, and then continues to talk. "We don't talk that much, do we, Toramaru?"
Toramaru shakes his head. They really don't; Hiroto sticks with Endou-san, Fubuki-san, or Midorikawa and he sticks with Tobitaka-san or Gouenji-san. "I heard from Midorikawa-san that you two don't live around here," he replies with slightly narrowed eyes. He doesn't like the idea of distrusting his team mate, but he won't believe in lies.
The red head blinks in slight shock, and then laughs. "I guess my cover was blown," he says in an unexpectedly carefree tone; not what you would think a person who had lied and was caught in the act. "Oh well."
"Why are you really here, Hiroto-san?" There is a slight scowl on the blue haired boy's lips and he reaches his foot backwards with stealth to get a soccer ball. If things get bad, he can kick the ball and escape. He knows better than to trust mysterious people who lie to him; even if they are his team mate. He has more common sense than people would expect of him.
"You really like Gouenji, huh?" Hiroto asks, ignoring the underclassman's question. When Toramaru blushes and stutters out a 'o-of course I'd like Gouenji-san!', the red head laughs. "I meant as in 'love', but I think that it's obvious enough," he continues in a teasing tone.
The younger forward flushes tomato red. "W-what, what do you mean?" he stutters in an incredibly high pitched and denial-filled voice, and he mentally flinches at his blushing and tone of voice. It was obvious, really obvious.
Hiroto just smiles.
Toramaru coughs into his hand.
"I can help you get with Gouenji," the teal-eyed boy says, breaking their awkward silence and speaking in an unfitting tone; as if he were merely discussing the topic of helping a friend out with a small favor, not offering to help get an elementary student get with his role model. "I'm a good matchmaker; I got Haruya and Fuusuke together. They're some of the most stubborn people I know, and that includes people from Inazuma Japan too."
"Besides," he continues, "I can always just tell Gouenji that you like him. Direct confessions are the easiest way to get together."
The blue haired boy chokes and sputters. "What- you can't, oh no, Hiroto-san, please don't-"
"I won't tell him out front unless you allow me to help you."
"A-are you blackmailing me?"
Hiroto just smiles. "I guess I am."
Toramaru just wonders what he's gotten himself into.