Short little chapter. It went in the weirdest direction ever. Word count- about 1,582. No plot. But WHATEVER! And hey look! My writing style changed. *shot* So, do you like my new style, yes? no? Leave a comment- they're all I eat.
To say that Shin was surprised by the intrusion by a random stranger would have been an… overstatement.
Frankly, Shin didn't care. As long as that random stranger caused him no harm, he was cool with them coming into the bathroom.
If Shin had any sense of what "awkwardness" was, he would have felt differently. But seeing as this is Shin we're talking about, the word "awkward" is not in his dictionary.
And, the first thing he noticed about the boy that had opened the door was that he was incredibly still. Only half of his body was showing- the other half was covered by the door. Also, the kid was small. Tiny. And slim. Almost skinny- but there was muscle. But he seemed to have well toned legs, like a runner, almost dancer legs, Shin noticed.
So after appraising the boy (and it was a boy, no matter if his muscle structure resembled that of a girl's) and deciding that no, this boy was of no threat to him (or even a flower for that matter) and then, using simple sense, he inferred that they were probably sharing the room, and that meant that introductions were in order, so he introduced himself and waited for the boy in front of him to answer.
The boy stuttered, but no completely intelligible answer was given so Shin went back to shaving.
And that was the first impression Shin got of Sena (though it would be a while before Sena remembered that, hey! He had never given Shin-san his name.)
But it was while Shin was putting on aftershave that he remembered something about the kid. Something about his face- brought back- memories
(rain. wet. running.)
of something he couldn't quite recall. He guessed maybe his roommate just had one of those faces, something about his eyes, his familiar eyes-
His roommate had brown eyes. Why had he noticed that?
Sena was mortified.
And, well, really, that was it.
And so after never really giving Shin his name he closed the door when Shin continued shaving and crumpled on his bed.
It was his bed because he noticed that under the other bed were suitcases. Neatly closed, neatly stuffed out of view, neatly away.
And what was with the lighting? The almost- pink and
(romantic.)
dimmed lighting. This was an all boys' school. Why would they put pink lights in bathrooms?
Sena groaned and then peeked through his hands as Shin-san, because he was obviously older, walked out of the bathroom.
This was where Sena decided that he needed to know where the other bathrooms were. And since Shin-san was the only person in the room…
"Ex-excuse me, but are there other bathrooms, or do we…?"
Shin, being a second year student told the young boy of all his knowledge. And yes, if he kept going down the hallway, took a right, there were the bathrooms. Showers and toilets and sinks and mirrors, and all that. But that the private ones were always better and usually better cleaned and the line, of course, was shorter.
And then Shin branched off and told Sena where the gym was- though Sena would never use that anymore, but he said: Thank you very much Shin-san, anyway- cafeteria, auditorium, the major buildings…etc.
Etc.
Etc.
And, without eating, Sena got ready for bed and slept.
School time:
Sena had learned one valuable lesson after his first day of school.
The people here were really nice, but they had no sense of direction. Whatsoever. All the random people that helped, or tried to help, him find his class, seemed to always pull Sena back to their dorm room. Which was awkward, so by Sena's second day, he had just gotten a map.
And another thing- why were all the guys here so- for lack of a better word- manly?
Here was tiny Sena, proud that he was now five foot two- finally- and all the other guys- men, really- were giant behemoths, well over six feet- and if Sena had been informed of such things-, reeking of testosterone and hormones.
The smell wasn't bad, per se. He just felt his manly ego shrink every time he bumped into a smiling giant. That wanted to
get in Sena's pants
help him find his class.
The homework. Was hard. And that was all he had to say on such things.
And the gym. He would wander in, half looking for
(a football, cleats, a helmet…)
a classmate that could help him in biology, half looking to occupy his time with something other than his ukulele.
And because of neglect he decided that on Saturday would go to the park to play. Oh! On Saturday!- he went to a local park. And the weather was so nice and warm. The giant trees had blanket of shade, with some dappling of light here and there , the grass so soft, so cloud like, the air was so sleepy; staying still, not really choking anyone, but lulling people to sleep.
It was a perfect day to play some honey with his ukulele. And that was what Sena was doing, back against the rough trunk of a tree, strumming mindlessly at his instrument, paying more attention, really, to the gold that fell from the sky, trying to remember a song that would suit such a day.
"Ahem."
Sena turned quickly and cocked his head way back to look up at whoever it was that had just spoken because they were tall. He noticed fiery hair, broad shoulders, and glasses
(are a good idea when it's sunny. maybe i should buy some. )
covering their eyes.
"I couldn't help but notice you playing," a silky voice, just like music, "Moonlight Sonata. Isn't a bit inappropriate for a day like today?"
There was something very refined about him, Sena noticed. Almost formal, Sena thought.
"O-oh, well, yeah. But I don't know a lot of other songs," Sena said sheepishly. Surprisingly he wasn't so shy, maybe because he was in his element or maybe because-
"We have very nice rhythms. They match quite nicely. I'm Akaba Hayato," he said getting down, sitting right next to Sena. He had a black guitar case with him- How did I not notice that? Sena wondered- and took out his instrument.
"Do you mind if I play with you…?"
Realizing, "Oh! I'm- I'm Kobayakawa Sena, and of course you can play with me. It gets lonely always playing by yourself," he said cheerfully, his hazel eyes shining.
"Fuu, I know it does," and past the dark tinted lenses of the glasses, Sena could see that it was true.
After tuning quickly, they started, and Sena- just grateful to have someone to play with- gave all the melodies to Akaba-san, taking the harmonies, interweaving their duet together and eventually, people started crowding, a little confused as to where they should put the money since neither the ukulele or guitar case were open, so they settled by giving undivided attention.
This is fun, Sena thought, playing along with one of Akaba's flight of fancy as he did an improvised melody. And it was fun, and after the people left, and they got tired, and the sun started to set, was when they both got up, hungry. In the distance, clouds had started gathering, and the air was
(chocking. help, somebody help me, i can't breathe!)
heavy with humidity.
"Would you like to go to dinner? Or- do you go to school nearby?" Akaba asked the second question abruptly, rubies shining brightly, streaked with amber from the sun, glasses in his right hand.
"Yeah, I go to Uke School, just a couple blocks-"
"Oh, hell no," Akaba cut in viciously. He looked Sena up and down wondering how he had not gotten raped yet with his soft eyes and shiny hair and small voice. He let out an aggravated sigh, running a hand through his red locks.
"What's wrong?" Sena asked timidly. Had his new friend have something against him now?
"Nothing," Akaba answered. "Nothing at all. Here, let me walk you to the campus all right?"
"Oh, you don't have to, Akaba-sa-"
"I most certainly do," he grumbled, putting a hand on the small of Sena's back and leading him to the school full of perverts. Forget dinner, he had to get Sena-chan safely in bed- in a bed that was occupied by only Sena- before someone decided that Sena would make a very nice and convenient bed- cough- partner.
Akaba At Home:
Afterwards, Akaba remembered that he hadn't gotten the little brunet's phone number.
"Well, there goes my good day."
So. Bunny Sena is up for adoption. Sorry about that, message me for more details. Also- Uke School is gonna be like this: No REAL plot. Just a convenient setting for me to put in random one-shots.
