Ryoma lay on Marui's bed, too tired to get up. He had practice in the afternoon, which he was really happy about. It meant he could sleep in. His inner chibi was dancing with excitement. Though for some reason, even though he was tired, he couldn't go back to sleep. 'What time is it anyways?' he wondered.
He looked above his head, expecting to see his clock. It wasn't there. 'Oh, that's right. I'm at Marui's house'. Letting his eyes roam around the room, he managed to find the clock. It was sitting on the desk across from where he lay. The clock read 6:24. Ryoma grunted and let his head fall back on the pillow.
"Good to see you're awake," Marui said as he walked in the room.
The pinkette was holding a bowl of rice in one hand and eating a donut in the other. Ryoma couldn't help but thing that it was a weird combination for food. Marui noticed his raised eyebrow.
"The rice is for you, not me," he said. "I already ate."
He handed the bowl to Ryoma who silently thanked him. The pink haired boy then pulled a pair of chopsticks from his back pocket. Holding it out to the younger boy, he said, "It was kind of hard holding all of it."
"Thanks," Ryoma said. He sat the bowl on his lap and said his grace, than broke the chopsticks to dig in.
"No prob." Marui watched the younger boy eat. The greenette, missed his mouth a few times, and ended up getting rice stuck to his face. 'He really is adorable'. He looked at the clock and nearly choked on his donut, "I have to go."
The green haired boy looked up at the other. Seeing Ryoma's confused look, Marui said, "I have practice, so I'll see you later."
The green haired boy muttered a quick 'bye' as the pinkette ran out the room. He sat on Marui's bed, eating his rice slowly. 'Maybe I should go back to sleep' he thought. He was still tired, so sitting the now empty bowl on the ground, he lay back down. A soon as his head hit the pillow, he was out.
A few hours later, Ryoma woke up again. It was 10:46, which meant he had about an hour before practice started. 'I need to go home and change' he thought groggily, as he stood up out of the bed. "Now where's my shirt."
Due to the fact that he stayed over Marui's house, he ended up borrowing one of the taller boy's shirts. It was a little big on him, to the point that the collar fell off his shoulder. After about five minutes of searching, he finally found his shirt, which was in the laundry basket. Ryoma stared at the shirt, wondering if he should even wear it.
He grunted, deciding to just wear another one of Marui's shirts. 'He better have something smaller than this' he whined to himself. The greenette dug through the pink haired boy's dresser. He tried on all the shirts until he found one that fit him. It was still big, but so much that he felt exposed.
"It'll do," he said slipping the small shirt on.
Before heading downstairs, Ryoma picked up the bowl he left on the ground. Looking at the now empty bowl, his stomach growled. He was still hungry. Luckily, as he stepped into the kitchen, there was a box of donuts sitting on the table. Ryoma opened the box and picked up a random donut, which happened to be a regular glazed donut.
"Ryoma? Is that you?" he heard Rika's voice ask. She sounded like she was in the living room.
"Ah," he answered.
Rika smiled softly at his answer. She knew it was him, seeing as he was the only one other than her in the house. Looking at the door, she watched as Ryoma poked his head in the room. 'He really is adorable' she thought, as she looked into his big golden eyes.
Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder how he and his father where related. Other than the eyes, they were nothing alike. 'Thank god'. While Nanjirouh was loud and boisterous, Ryoma was quiet and calm. 'It makes living with them a lot easier' she thought. 'I'd only have to deal with one idiot.'
"Are you heading out?" Rika asked smiling at him.
"Yes," she heard Ryoma say as he popped his head out the door.
He walked to the front door and slid his shoes on. As he was opened the door, he heard a "Be careful out there" being yelled. Ryoma didn't answer her as he left the house. He stretched his body, as he walked to the bus station.
The greenette yawned as the station came into view. He had to blink a few times, making sure he was seeing right. He was. Standing right at the station was Kirihara Akaya. The black haired boy was leaning slightly to the side, which pretty much showed he was half asleep.
Walking up to stand by the boy, Ryoma quietly aid, "Seaweed head."
Kirihara's head popped up, surprised by the sound of the younger boy. He looked to his right and found Ryoma standing beside him. The smaller boy just stood there, looking forward, staring at nothing in particular.
"Echizen," Akaya said. "What are you doing here?"
"Mada mada," was the only answer he got.
The wavy haired boy was upset that he didn't get an actual answer. 'Who does he think he is not answering me?' Kirihara wondered angrily. He kept staring at the small boy, who was a head shorter than him.
Feeling the taller boy's eyes on him, Ryoma asked, "What?"
As he asked the question, he looked up at the other. Akaya blushed, and looked away. The younger boy was a lot cuter up close. 'He's got some pretty eyes,' Kirihara said. Coughing into his hand, he said, "You never answered my question."
"I don't see why I should," Ryoma said. He saw the bus coming up the street. "Bus is here."
Kirihara frowned at the other. He wanted an answer from the green haired boy. However, Ryoma was stubborn, so Akaya knew he wouldn't get it out of the other by just asking. He then remembered something that had been bothering him for a while. The 'date' he saw Ryoma and Marui on. It still disturbed him greatly.
The bus pulled up and the two stepped on. Most of the seats were taken, which forced them to sit next to each other. Ryoma sat by the window, while Kirihara sat on the outside. The black haired boy looked at Ryoma.
"I want to ask you something," he said, his face becoming serious.
Ryoma looked at him, not saying a word.
"Are you and Marui-senpai dating?"
"No," Ryoma blurted out. He was curious as to why the dark haired boy asked such a question. His eyes then went wide. 'Unless he saw Marui and me when we went skiing and got the wrong impression' he thought. He didn't know why, but it upset him that the other thought he was dating his 'brother'.
"Then why…?" Akaya cut himself off, trying not to seem even more suspicious.
Ryoma already knew from the beginning of the question what Kirihara was going to ask. "I didn't know it was wrong to hang-out with someone other than my own teammates."
The way he said it made the black haired boy feel bad. 'I never did think of that'.
"You sound like a jealous lover," Ryoma said, not knowing that the other would take his words to heart.
'Lover?' Kirihara wondered. 'Is that how I see him?' His head was spinning and his heart felt like it was going to burst. He didn't know that Ryoma was watching the different expressions that formed on his face. Surprise. Confusion. He couldn't tell is the last one was from anger or embarrassment.
"Cute," the green haired boy muttered quietly, as he kept his eyes on the other.
Akaya was still trying to process his thoughts. Without thinking he blurted the first thing that came out his mouth. "WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?!"
Ryoma jumped at the sudden question. Everyone around them looked at the pair. Some disturbed and others in curiosity. It was like they were waiting to hear his answer. A blush formed on Ryoma's face. It wasn't the first time he was asked out, but it was the first from a guy.
Kirihara realized what he said and tried to cover it up, "I meant to hang out….as in like friends…um…if that's okay with you."
Before Ryoma could answer, the Conductor yelled out, "All those for Seigaku?"
The dark haired boy stood up to let Ryoma off. Ryoma slid out the seat, but didn't get off the bus yet. He stared at the older boy for a second, before leaning up and kissing Akaya's jaw. Blushing furiously, he turned and ran off the bus. Kirihara stood in the middle of the walk way, still surprised by the kiss.
"Are you getting off or not?" an old man asked from behind him.
"Oh! Sorry!" Kirihara said quickly, as he moved back to his seat. He laid his hand on his jaw where the smaller boy's lips touched him. Even though he wasn't paying any real attention to what was going on around him, he heard the old man say, "Kids these day show no respect."
He sat there in his seat, thinking of the lips that had just kissed him. 'They were really soft' he thought; a grin forming on his face. Then he sat up, "Does that mean he said 'yes'?"
Kirihara was so happy; he spent the whole ride to school with a smile on his face. Ryoma was walking to his school with the blush still on his face. "Mada mada dane, Seaweed head."
So how was it? I felt it was a little fast, but they aren't dating yet, so I'm not too upset.
I'll be getting more into Shiraishi and Marui's relationship.
Kikumaru and Choutarou are going to be having some problems with Shishido, but not too much.