TSUKI
"Mission accomplished." Fuji and I exchanged a muted high-five.
I had obtained the bubblegum from Jirou without much trouble once he was awake (he had woken up when the plane took off and the air pressure began to fluctuate). As the flight was to be almost three hours long and we were due to land at midnight with another hour-long drive to our respective mansions, almost everybody had tried to sleep once the plane had stabilized. Eiji had dropped off soon after Momo, and Oishi followed suit almost immediately, so Fuji and I had carefully worked the half-chewed gum into the ends of Eiji's prized red hair (any closer to the roots might have woken him up). Then, chuckling softly, we had retired to our seats.
We were pretty sure that Eiji would only wake up when the plane began to descend, which meant we could get some sleep ourselves before he realized what we had done to him and woke the entire plane with his screams. Fuji, satisfied with the pictures he had taken while I was getting the bubblegum, was already lowering the back of the seat so as to recline more comfortably. I followed suit.
Just as I was lying down, I realized how… suggestive this would look to other people. I was literally going to sleep with him. Even though the seats were much wider than a normal airplane's, this being Atobe's private jet, I couldn't help but notice that he was no more than an arm's length away from me; if I just reached out, I would be able to touch him.
As if he knew what I was thinking, he turned over to face me. "You know, maybe the others actually have a right to think the way they did," he commented in a low voice, so as to not wake anyone else up.
Noticing something, I suddenly felt the irrepressible urge to laugh. "Fuji… why is it when you're awake, you close your eyes, but when you want to sleep, you open them?"
The sliver of blue I had glimpsed expanded as he fully opened the originally half-closed eyes. Perhaps it was the proximity; perhaps it was the fact that it was late and my mind wasn't working as well as it could. But those brilliant cerulean eyes drew me in, inexorably, relentlessly.
I was drowning in their beautiful depths; I was mesmerized, hypnotized. A distant part of my mind wondered how he could possess such beauty and yet cover it up at all times, wondered at this amazing power he held but so rarely exerted. As endless as the summer skies, as magnificent and as wildly gorgeous, I couldn't break free.
Suddenly, his eyes closed in the smile I knew so well. Just as well, too – I'd forgotten to breathe. "You don't seem very sleepy anymore, Tsuki-chan."
"I am," I replied. Turning away from him, I let my hair cover my face. Why was I feeling so weird at the mere sight of his eyes? Though admittedly they were nice… which was exactly why the fangirls chased him.
I was no fangirl. I was just his friend. Nothing more, nothing less. No matter what the others thought.
Before I knew it, I had dropped into the deep well of sleep.
FUJI
The fluctuation of the air pressure woke us all up. There were loud grumbles from Momo, Echizen, Shishido, Mukahi, and most of the girls. Even Jirou had woken up again.
"We are descending," announced the chief flight stewardess. "Please return your seats to the upright position and stow all hand–"
"EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!" yelled someone, effectively drowning out the rest of the announcement.
"What happened?"
'What's wrong with Eiji-sempai?"
"WHAT THE HELL??!!"
I smiled contentedly. It seemed that Eiji had discovered the bubblegum.
"NYAAAAAA!! Some evil person put bubblegum in my hair!! My precious hair is ruined!!!"
"Eiji, calm down! I'm sure there is a reason behind this!"
"But Oishi, MY PRECIOUS HAIR!!!"
"Looks like you have to cut it, Eiji-sempai," remarked Echizen.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Tsuki-chan and I shared an evil grin. Eiji was being well repaid for his previous comments.
"Bubblegum?" spoke up a familiar, Kansai-accented voice. Both of us immediately shot daggers at the blunette. However, since we had already fastened our seatbelts and were on the opposite side of the plane, we couldn't really see him.
Even so, he may have felt our glares burning through the seats between us, and simply commented, "That's going to be hard to remove…"
"Yuushi, you are so stating the obvious…" sweatdropped Shishido.
"Shishido-sempai…"
"Choutarou, it is obvious!"
"…"
"Fshhh… Why is everybody yelling?"
"Baka mamushi, Eiji-sempai has bubblegum in his hair!"
"What did you call me?! I am not a mamushi!"
"Are too!"
"Wanna have it out now?!"
"EVERYONE SHUT UP OR TEN LAPS AROUND THE AIRPORT THE MOMENT WE LAND!!" roared the three captains present.
Everyone instantly obeyed. The plane landed in complete silence, while Tsuki-chan and I muffled our laughter.
EIJI
"Mou… who would be so mean as to do something like this to me…" I moaned as we boarded the bus for the mansions.
Tsuki-chan put a comforting arm around my shoulders. "It'll be okay, Eiji, I was thinking you needed a new hairstyle anyway…"
I threw off her arm. "Was that even supposed to be helpful?!"
She was wearing her smiling poker face again, complete with the unreadable cloudy grey eyes. "Saa…" She went up ahead of me, catching up with Fujiko-chan.
I pouted. Those two were leaving me out more and more, and I really hated the feeling of being left out.
"Eiji, are you okay?" asked Oishi.
"Nya… it's just that Fujiko-chan and Tsuki-chan seem to be leaving me out a lot nowadays…" I sighed.
"Chances that they are a couple is 50," Inui informed us, popping up from the seat behind.
I nearly banged my head on the ceiling as I leapt up in shock. "Mou, Inui! Stop doing that kind of thing already!"
"I assume you wanted that particular bit of information," continued Inui, completely ignoring me.
"Well… I suppose we did…"
"Nya? 50? That's not very helpful…"
'Inui, could you explain?"
Inui, of course, obliged. Pushing up his glasses, he said, "Apart from continually being together, they do not act like a couple, as in they do not fondle each other and etc. However, the possibility that Fuji likes Hayashi as more than a friend is 75, while the possibility that Hayashi likes Fuji as more than a friend is 50. It was originally also 75, but I have observed her flirting with Hyotei's Oshitari, which lowered the percentage. The possibility that Oshitari thinks of Hayashi as a potential girlfriend is 90, and the possibility that Hayashi returns his feelings is 45. Therefore, I conclude that Tsuki-chan has a 50 chance of becoming an item with Fuji and, again, a 50 chance of becoming an item with Oshitari."
"…I… see…"
During this very long explanation, the bus had already started to head up a mountain. I could hear the telltale clicks of a camera, signifying that Fujiko-chan was at work photographing the mountain scenery. I, on the other hand, was already nodding off…
"Eiji! Wake up! We've arrived at Yuki-chan's mansion!
A/N: I'm ashamed of my own mush. But I totally LOVE Fuji's eyes. Please forgive the fangirling… and I don't think Inui's percentages are accurate, but ah heck. Review. I love them almost as much as I do Fuji. XD