A/N: Second day of golf practice, and we already have a match in two weeks. As fun as it is, my hands hurt like hell whenever the club hits the ground by accident. Though the coach says I'm a good hitter. That, and my cat scratched up my leg. I now know not to pick her up right when my mom sayd "I'm going to vacuum your room now" and starts. Lots of blood followed up though. I'll try to keep the updates going, since geometry is boring now that the old teacher is gone and I hardly have to do any work, since we have groups. So I do my writing there.

A note, most of these one-shots will be AtoHiyo(Dominance) while others will be Silver and Dirty pair. Remember, each story is different and most times will have nothing to do with the chapters before or after it. Which means several events in previous chapters never happened. Like this one, which means most AtoHiyo chapters, they probably won't be dating until later in that chapter. It happens a lot in my fics, I just think of different ways for them.

Summary: Most people think that festivals are fun. For some, though, it means being dragged around by your crazy teammates. And nothing is worse than having your wish read by the person you feel strongest about.

Pairings: Dominance pair, Silver pair, Dirty pair

My Wish

It was 9:00 p.m. and they were waiting outside the gates of the temple. Lanterns hanging from ropes dotted the sky in bright colors this night, children ran around, bothering their parents to pay for games and food.

Atobe looked down the street. They were currently waiting for the last two of their teammates, outside the festival area. Gakuto, Jirou and Shishido had arrived all together, while Taki and Oshitari came by themselves. Atobe and Kabaji had been the first two their. They were all dressed in their best yukatas, and all they needed were their last two juniors. Choutarou had called, saying that they would be a bit late, as Hiyoshi refused to wear the yukata they chose for him. Atobe had, of course, wanted to tell them to hurry up and get over there soon, but the screaming in the background killed all words.

"What's taking them so loooong?" Gakuto whined, clinging to Oshitari's arm. "Ryou, what did Choutarou tell you again?"

"For the fourth time, Gakuto," Shishido growled. "Wakashi didn't want to wear the yukata he picked, and now they're trying to force him into it." Oshitari gave him a look.

"His mother must really want him to go then."

"Or it could just be another excuse to dress him up..." Shishido mumbled, remembering how Hiyoshi's mother loved to dress up him and his cousin. Touya had always been willing, though Hiyoshi almost always found a reason to get out of the house at those time.

"What was that?" Atobe asked, hearing what he said. Shishido chuckled.

"Nothing, nothing." He said, then smirked. "Although, you might be happy with what you see when they get here, if my guess it correct." Atobe gave him a questioning look, before shouting could be heard around the corner.

"I don't wanna go there! Not with what you people made me wear!" An airy voice yelled.

"But it'll be fun! And no one will care what your wearing, they have more self control than that." Another voice said. They heard a groan.

"Lies."

Everyone turned to the source of the yelling, and eyes widened with dropped jaws.

Choutarou's yukata was plain white, with silver lining and floral design. It was rather plain, but what made them stare was the boy next to him.

Hiyoshi was, to their shock and amusement, wearing a light pink yukata with darker pink lining. The design was much like Choutarou's, only it was tied with a dark purple obi. In his hair, oddly enough, was a clip with bright pink smiling cat.

Everyone stared as they approaced, and Atobe noted that quite a few people were watching the two. He frowned.

"Sorry we're late!" Choutarou said, letting go of Hiyoshi's hand, which they now realized he was holding. "Wakashi didn't want to wear the yukata, so Watari-niisan had to hold him down."

"Choutarou!" Hiyoshi yelled, smaking him on the arm. "They don't need to know that!"

Gakuto and Jirou burst out laughing, while Shishido walked up to him. He looked him over a few times before joining his friends in their laughter.

"Dude, you look like a girl!" He laughed, earning a glare from the younger boy. Taki placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I think it looks nice." He said, trying to raise his mood. Hiyoshi frowned.

"That doesn't exactly make it any better..." He said, before looking at Atobe. Their eyes locked for a split-second before he turned away, blushing. He doesn't care, He thought, Why would he?

"I agree, it looks good." Atobe said, then slapped a hand over his mouth. Did I just say that out loud?

The laughter stopped for a while before Oshitari spoke up.

"See Hiyoshi, it's not so bad. Even Atobe likes it." He said, turning to walk through the gate.

"Sh-Shut up! I don't like it!" He said, his calm exterior dropping rapidly under all the teasing and laughter. They followed him into the crowd, and everyone began to pair off once they got to the center.

Choutarou went with Shishido, Oshitari with Gakuto, and Taki went with Kabaji and Jirou. That, of course, left Atobe with Hiyoshi. The younger had complained at first, saying he wanted to go with anyone else, but Atobe told him he'd gladly buy him whatever he wanted. After a while, he finally agreed, on the deal that Atobe not buy him what he wanted.("I don't need to be treated like a baby." "Well, you sure are acting like one." Was how it went.)

"We'll meet back here in an hour and a half, okay?" A chorus of 'yes sir' followed up his statement before Atobe nodded and dismissed everyone. He grabbed Hiyoshi by the collar, preventing him from making his escape.

"Where do you think your going?" He asked with a smirk.

"Away." Hiyoshi said simply. Atobe sighed, taking his hand and walking through the crowd. Hiyoshi followed, without much choice.

"Do you see anything interesting?" He asked, letting go of his hand for a moment to straighten out his dark blue yukata. He turned around to face the other, only to find him gone. "Hiyoshi?" He panicked.

"Boo!" Someone popped up from behind him, making him jump. The shout was folloed by a string of laughter. Atobe turned around, seeing Hiyoshi with a wide grin on his face.

"Gekokujou, Atobe-buchou." He said, still laughing a little. Atobe groaned, hid guard momentarilly dropped when he thought he had lost the boy.

"Don't do that!" He scolded. His anger fell when he noticed the saddened look on the light-haired boy's face. He sighed. "I thought I lost you..." Hiyoshi lowered his head, staring at his feet. he mumbled a small apology, before Atobe took his hand again and pulled him through the crowd. Atobe immediately regretted snapping at the boy. It had only been meant as a joke, right? "Just don't do it again, okay?" Hiyoshi nodded.

45 minutes later, Atobe stood in the middle of another crowd, witing for his partner. Hiyoshi had told him to wait for him while he went to check something. He stood there, moving the fan in his hand to cool down from the heat. He heard someone approach him, and turned to see Hiyoshi standing next to him. He held something up.

"Want some?" He asked, holding out the candied apple. Atobe looked at it for a while, then looked to the person holding it with a questioning look.

"Just one?" He asked, and Hiyoshi shrugged.

"I didn't know if you would like it." He said, holding out the candy. Atobe looked at it again before pulling his hand closer, taking a bite out of the sweet treat, noting how sweet it was.

"It's... good." He said after swallowing. Hiyoshi nodded, before holding it out to him again.

"Take it, then." Atobe took the candy, giving him an odd look.

"You don't want it?" He asked. Hiyoshi shrugged.

"I don't eat a lot of sweets." He said, and continued walking. Atobe, in a way, felt a bit guilty. He was Hiyoshi's sempai, he should be treating him. But instead, he was being given candy by a younger boy. They walked through stalls with games and prizes, trying out different games. Hiyoshi suddenly stopped, eyeing one stall that they had passed a few times. He looked at the prize, debating over whether he should try to win it or not.

What would Atobe and the others think? He thought.

Atobe looked over to him, noticing how he had stopped. He followed his gaze, and landed his eyes on the middle shelf. On it was one item, a small purple rabbit with a blue ribbon around the neck. He raised an eyebrow, wondering what Hiyoshi would find so interesting about a stuffed animal. Then he remembered something he had seen in the shorter boy's room before. it was small, but he vaguely remembered seeing a rabbit much like it in a photo on one of his shelves. He also remembered hearing that he lost it on a family trip years ago. Atobe smiled gently, pulling him towards the stall.

"Where are we going?" Hiyoshi asked in shock. "It's almost time to get back, isn't it?"

Atobe looked at him. "You want that rabbit, right?" He chuckled when he saw Hiyoshi's eyes widen. "I'll get it for you."

Hiyoshi wanted to argue more, but they were already in front of the man in charge of it.

"Excuse me, sir? How do we win that one?" Atobe asked, pointing to the purple rabbit. The owner, an elderly man, looked up at the prize and smiled.

"Ah, that. No ones asked about that one before." He said, then he turned to them. "All you have to do is get three of these," He motioned to the plastic balls on the counter, "through that hole." He said, pointing to the target shaped board. "100 yen a ball."

Atobe glanced at Hiyoshi briefly before agreeing and paying the 300 yen. The man handed him three, and Hiyoshi watched quietly as Atobe prepared to throw. The owner watched with a smile as he made all three in easily, standing up and taking down the stuffed animal.

"Here you go." He said, handing the toy to Atobe. He thanked him, and they both walked back into the crowd. When they got near the meeting place, Atobe stopped him.

"Here." He said, holding out the toy. Hiyoshi took it, a faint blush on his cheeks as Atobe softly patted his head. He quietly thanked him, keeping his head low to hide his red face. Atobe smiled and threw an arm over his shoulders, heading to where the others were watching. Oshitari grinned.

"Not bad, Atobe." He said. Atobe shushed him, and they began walking towards the temple.

After the usual routine, the headed back to the car out front to Atobe's house to watch the fireworks.

xXxXxXx

"Atobe, Atobe, Atobe!" Jirou bounced next to him. "When are we gonna hang them up?"

Atobe sighed. "Fine, we'll hang them up now." He said, standing up from where he was seated on the couch in the living room. He picked up a box from the table and told everyone to gather.

"Everyone pick a color." He said, pulling out a dark blue paper. Everyone had picked, and was given a pencil. They walked outside to where there was a small tree to hang up their wishes.

"Choutarou, lift me up. I want mine up there." Hiyoshi said, pointing to an open spot on the tree. Choutarou sighed, picking up his smaller friend and lifting him up high enough to hang the thin paper. Atobe watched as he was placed back down and walked back inside, before walking up to the branch and standing on his toes, hanging his next to Hiyoshi's. He glanced to the left slightly, reading a bit of what was written. The handwriting was a bit sloppy, but he was able to make out what it said.

I want Atobe-buchou to look at me.

Atobe thought over what was written. Look at him? He looked at him all the time. Oshitari stepped beside him, a grin on his face.

"You really don't know what it means?" He whispered, causing Atobe to jump. He turned to glare at him, but then realized that he probably knew the meaning behind it. "Hiyoshi likes you, Atobe, and more than you think."

Atobe's eyes widened a bit. He looked over to the wide door, where Hiyoshi was laying his head on Choutarou's lap, the latter stroking his hair while humming a lullaby. He thought about what he was just told as Oshitari went back to Gakuto, who immediately jumped onto his lap.

"Think he'll do it?" He asked quietly, glancing at Atobe. Oshitari smirked.

"He will."

They watched as Atobe approached Choutarou, offereing to switch places with him. Choutarou seems wary as first, but lifted up Hiyoshi's head so he could slip out and Atobe could take his place. Atobe sighed after he left, looking down at the smaller male on his lap. He carefully reached forward, running his hands through the soft light-brown hair. Hiyoshi sighed, turning over and burrying his face in Atobe's stomach. He smiled. Looking up at the sky, he noted how the fireworks would be starting soon. Gently, while everyone ran near the fence to get a good view, he shook the boy awake. Hiyoshi rubbed his eyes, looking up at his. His eyes widened and he sat up quickly, the blood rushing to his head.

"Atobe-buchou?" He said, and Atobe pointed to the sky.

"It's going to start soon, want to stay here?" He asked, and Hiyoshi nodded, settling next to his captain, resing his head on his shoulder. They watched as the sky was lit up in bright colors and the sounds of explosions filled the air.

xXxXxXx

"That was great!" Jirou yelled, oddly awake. Everyone was heading back inside, all tired from the night at the festival. Atobe had prepared rooms for them, so they were free to stay if they were too tired to go home. He and Hiyoshi sat on the porch, looking up at the clearing smoke. Oshitari, sensing the atmosphere, ushered everyone out and into their rooms, and closed the door behind him.

Atobe looked at Hiyoshi, who had a small smile on his face. He moved closer, reaching out and wrapping an arm around the boy's thin waist. Hiyoshi stiffened, feeling himself being pulled closer to the taller boy.

"Na, Hiyoshi?" He asked, holding him tightly. "What do you think about me?"

Hiyoshi felt his face heating up, realizing there was no one in the room with them.

"I..um," His words died in his throat. He wasn't sure how Atobe would feel about him, or if he would still treat him the same way.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when Atobe grabbed hin chin, turing his face towards him and pressing their lips together. Hiyoshi's eyes widened, before relaxing and pressing back, feeling the arm around his waist tighten. Atobe pushed him back so he was lying on his back on the wooden floor. He tried to deepen the kiss, his tongue nudging for entrance. Hiyoshi complied, opening his mouth and allowing Atobe to slip in, moaning at the feeling.

They pulled away, gasping for air. Atobe looked him deeply in the eyes. He leaned down, pecking his lips one more time.

"Was this what you meant?" He asked, and Hiyoshi gave him a confused look. He chuckled. "Nevermind. So, what do you say? Go out with me."

Hiyoshi blushed, but nodded, hiding his face in Atobe's yukata. Atobe laughed, pulling him up onto his lap. He rocked them back and forth, burrying his face in the soft brown hair. There was a bang from behind and they both jumped, heads whipping around to look at the door.

"Oww..." Jirou groaned from the bottom of the pile.

"Dammit, Gakuto! You just had to jump on us, didn't you?"

"Oh, shut up! It's not my fault your big head was in the way!"

"Ahh, it looks like our covers been blown." Oshitari said, a disappointed look on his face. Atobe glared at him.

"You were watching?" He said coldly. Hiyoshi looked at Choutarou and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry, I tried to stop them, but..." Shishido stopped him mid sentance.

"What are you talking about? You wanted to see just as much as we did!" He yelled, making him to turn deep shade of red. He looked away. Jirou and Gakuto spoke up.

"Poor Hiyo-chan! Who knows what Atobe will do to you!" Jirou whined.

"I think I know..." Gakutp smirked. Atobe glared at them all.

"Everyone out! You are ruining ore-sama's quiet time!" He said, and everyone ran out to their own rooms. Hiyoshi huffed.

"They were spying." He said, and Atobe chuckled.

"Well, they were right about one thing." He said, leaning down and biting his neck, causing him to jump.

"A-Atobe?" He looked at him, his eyes hesitant. Atobe smiled.

"We don't have to if you don't want to. Besides, I'm sure your tired." He stood up, lifting the smaller boy into his arms and pushed open the door, walking over to his room. Hiyoshi wrapped his arms around his neck, face completely red.

Atobe layed him on the bed, lying down next to him and pulling the covers over them.

"Ne, Atobe?"

"Hm?"

Hiyoshi snuggled into his chest, feeling a pair of arms wrap around his waist. He looked up at Atobe, dull grey eyes shining in the dark.

"What was your wish?" He asked. Atobe smiled, smoothing his hair back and kissing his forehead softly.

"It already came true." He whispered, both falling into a deep sleep.

xXxXxXx

Outside the window, a blue paper fluttered next to a pale pink paper.

I want Atobe-buchou to look at me.

I want Hiyoshi to be mine.

xXxXxXx

Corny ending, I know, but I've always viewed Atobe as the romantic type. Especially when paired with someone like Hiyoshi, who I view as a bit of a tsundere sometimes. A lot of these chapters might be based off fanart that I've seen and gave me ideas. Now there was something I was supposed to say, but can't remember so I'll put it somewhere else. If I remember.

The next chapter of On the Other Side will be out soon, and I'm working on that artwork for A Captain's Thank You.

Next: Gakuto and Oshitari get in a fight. This leads to the rest of the team requesting some... outside help.