(Author notes: Written while listening to Flying Bicycle and Ishikawa Hiroyuki on repeat. XD I've been reading a lot more TeniPuri ficcage lately, and the MomoRyo dynamic seems to be easier to get a grip on. I'd really like to be able to pin down Kaidou, though…)
Wake Up Get Up
(A pair of drabbles)
by Cody Saoyrn
Side A
Echizen Ryoma hated the way the morning sun stabbed through the curtains just so, threatening to melt his eyelids. He hated the way that his blankets, not nearly warm enough the night before, were almost too cozy by the time the alarm rang, and if he didn't get up, he'd just go back to sleep and…
Ryoma also hated how he always overslept on the days when it especially counted. And he hated how his father would eat his breakfast if he didn't come downstairs on time. "It's no good when it's cold," his father would say in that leering way of his. And Ryoma could just smack him with that magazine hidden behind the newspaper, but he had to go outside into the blinding light to check for something that he knew wouldn't be there anymore, but he should look anyway, just in case—
Ryoma didn't hate it when Momoshiro wasn't able to wait by the gate, standing there with his bike and that stupid grin glued onto his face. After all, he could just ride the bus like he usually did on these days.
But it hurt.
Side B
"How was I supposed to know that that pebble was gonna break your window? It's not my fault your window is so thin, you know. Your family is probably cheap or something, Echizen. Just like mine, they don't even care that my bike's all rusted and has to be fixed—"
"You screamed 'Super Great Momoshiro Special Dunk Smash incoming, Echizen,' at the top of your lungs, and threw a rock the size of your head. With both hands."
"The size of my head? It wasn't that big, it really wasn't. I checked and everything—What did you say, Echizen? Did you just call my head a rock? If anybody's head is a rock, it's yours, you idiot! Unless it's that mamushi's, but he's not a part of this right now, and by the way, did you hear about what he did to me at lunch the other day?"
"I don't really care."
"He totally cut in front of me in the line for bread—in front of everybody! I mean, I went to get some water for a bit, but that only took me a minute, and then he was right there! And when I told him that I was there first, he pretended that he didn't see me there. When I know that I saw him coming down the hall! And I also know that he saw me, because I made a face at him, and he hissed at me—see, this is whath I dith. Do you thig id be a goob oneb to try agaid, Ediz—"
"People are looking."
"You're no fun, Echizen!"
"Quit messing with my hair."
"But you know you liiiiike iiiiiit. See, there's that infamous smiiiiirk of yooours."
"Shut up, Momo-sempai."