Pairing: YuuTari
Disclaimer: not mine, cool? cool.
I live in the States. Hence, I can
only write about events as if they occured similar to how events occur
in the States. Forgive any unrealistic events, please.
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As expected, Hyoutei won the first round in straight sets. Rikkai lost singles three, but won both doubles and singles two. They would be meeting each other next week. "Can you come to Kanagawa this Thursday?" Yagyuu asked as they stood a small distance apart from the rest of the Rikkai team on the train platform. Shock must've been evident on Oshitari's face - Yagyuu had never asked him over before - because his next words were, "It's all right if you can't; I know you've got a lot to do."
"What for?" he asked, giving himself the proverbial mental kick immediately afterwards. Yagyuu was going to think he'd only go if he were interested in the activity, as opposed to because, well, Yagyuu would be there. Which, really, was enough reason for him to visit Kanagawa. Actually, it was probably strange that he hadn't already gone.
"My family's sort of hosting a pool party for our friends," Yagyuu said, relaxing all of Oshitari's runaway thoughts in an instant. "The rest of the team's coming, and you can bring friends, too." Oshitari wondered if Yagyuu was rambling, just a little. He wrote it off as just nervousness as the train pulled in. He waited for the roaring train to slow, so that he didn't have to yell, before he spoke again. The train had good timing - it gave him just enough time to think it over.
"All right," Oshitari found himself saying, as they walked towards the door of the train. "Should I bring anything?"
Yagyuu smiled, and Oshitari felt his pulse beating just a little faster. "No, just yourself and you know, swimming stuff." He paused, as if uncertain what to do. Just then, the rest of the Rikkai team had reached the doors, and Niou "accidentally" bumped shoulders, hard, with Oshitari, sending him tripping forward, right into Yagyuu's reflexively extended arms.
He immediately straightened and mumbled, "Sorry," staring at the ground. For a second there, he had felt a twinge of fright fly through his mind. Oshitari didn't see as Niou wink at Yagyuu while happily asking, "Sorry man, you OK?" even as he passed by them and entered the train. Yagyuu's hands were still on his elbows, steadying him, when they unexpectedly tugged forward, pulling him into a hug.
"See you Thursday, then," Yagyuu murmured. "Call me when you're coming; I'll come pick you up." Oshitari was still slightly bewildered at having been knocked off his balance twice in under two minutes when Yagyuu let go, definitely far too soon. He watched as Yagyuu turned to get on the train before it left.
Maybe it was because there was something breaking his routine, but the week seemed to go by slower than usual for Oshitari. Shishido had agreed to go with him - Gakuto had plans - and was going to bring Ohtori. He had been worried that three people might be too many, but Yagyuu assured him over IM that it wasn't too many at all, and that he could bring more if he liked.
Eventually, Thursday came. The weather was perfect for swimming - there wasn't a cloud in the sky and though it was hot, it wasn't the uncomfortable, sticky kind of hot. Oshitari was waiting outside the showers after morning practice, calling for Shishido to "hurry up and just rinse out that damned hair; it's going to get wet again anyway." Had his companion been anyone other than the always polite Ohtori, there definitely would've been a remark that Oshitari was too impatient to see Yagyuu. As was though, the teasing started and ended at the slight curving of Ohtori's lips.
Finally, Shishido finished and they headed towards the train station. Oshitari called Yagyuu just as the train was pulling out of the station, so he would know when to expect them. The ride seemed even longer than the past week - he should've brought a book. Shishido and Ohtori were too wrapped up in each other to care much about him.
Oshitari spotted Yagyuu as soon as the train pulled into the station, even before the doors opened. "Hey," Yagyuu greeted.
"Hi," Oshitari replied, feeling slightly awkward. Thankfully, Ohtori stepped in to save the day.
"Hi, I'm Ohtori Choutarou, Hyoutei Junior High third year," he said, sticking out his hand. "And this is Shishido Ryou, he's in the same class as Oshitari-senpai."
"Yagyuu Hiroshi, Rikkai High first year," Yagyuu responded, shaking the proffered hand. "My house isn't too far and the others have arrived; shall we go?" Oshitari nodded, and fell into step beside Yagyuu as Shishido and Ohtori followed. There was some small talk among the four of them until Yagyuu stopped in front of a gate and unlocked it. Going around to the back of the house, Yagyuu was suddenly attacked by a very excited, semi-naked Niou.
"Hiroshi, back just in time, save me!" Niou yelped, as a very wet, almost steaming with anger Kirihara Akaya climbed out of the pool. Oshitari's eyes widened at the size of Yagyuu's backyard. He'd known many of the Rikkai regulars had been rich, but he didn't know they were quite that rich. Yagyuu's house wasn't nearly as big as the massive Atobe estate, but it seriously rivaled Hiyoshi's.
"Not now, Niou," Yagyuu said, prying fingertips off of his polo shirt. "And Akaya-kun, please, don't kill anyone here."
It was easy, Oshitari thought, looking between the three teammates - because that's what they were, even if two had already graduated - for anyone to tell that Rikkai's demon, eyes calming as they shifted from Niou to Yagyuu, was very respectful of his senpai. "But Yagyuu-senpai, he pulled my shorts down," Kirihara whined. There was definitely no lingering traces of the demon in that elementary school tattle tell voice. Oshitari almost laughed.
"Niou, please refrain from R and above rated activities," Yagyuu said, tilting his head back to look at his partner. His glasses flashed as it caught and lost the sun's reflection, and Oshitari saw him rolling his eyes. So the awe-inspiring Rikkai tennis team had such children hiding in its midsts. Somehow, that made the otherwise intimidating team seem just that much more, well, real.
"Hiroshi, are these the friends you went to pick up?" A man in his mid-forties made his way over to the Hyoutei students as Kirihara returned to the pool and Niou went to find his next target. Oshitari suddenly realized something. He was at Yagyuu's house. Yagyuu's parents were obviously also at said house. That meant they were in the same place. Which also meant they would eventually meet, right? His mouth suddenly went dry. But he was Oshitari Yuushi, and Oshitari Yuushi was always cool, always suave (Seigaku- and Yagyuu-caused incidents were never to be mentioned in the light of day).
"Yagyuu-san," Oshitari greeted as the younger Yagyuu came towards them. "I'm Oshitari Yuushi, and these are my teammates Shishido Ryou and Ohtori Choutarou."
"Ah yes Hiroshi's talked a lot about you," Yagyuu's dad smiled, reaching out a hand and grasping Oshitari's in a firm shake, then repeating the greeting with Shishido and Ohtori. Oshitari was slightly surprised at the Western greeting, before remembering Yagyuu mentioning that his father worked with foreign investments. The words sunk in then, and he felt kind of strange at knowing that Yagyuu had told his parents about him, at least in some way.
"All good things, I hope?" he asked, smirking just a little.
"Of course, of course," Yagyuu said, resting a firm grip on Oshitari's shoulder. "But dad, I think we're going to go talk with Sanada-kun for a bit, shouldn't you be getting back to your guests?"
As Yagyuu's father retreated with a "Nice meeting you boys," Oshitari asked, "Say, could you tell me where your bathroom is?"
"Why don't I show you?"
"Sure," Shishido cut in. "Take your time guys, we'll go mingle." He was dragging Ohtori over to where Sanada, Yukimura and Yanagi were standing underneath the shade of some trees before the words even left his mouth. Oshitari wondered when Shishido ever "mingled," but didn't mind as Yagyuu showed him into the house.
They climbed the stairs silently, and once at the top, Yagyuu pointed out a door and said, "It's right in there."
Locking the door behind him, Oshitari turned on the faucet and wet his face. "What am I doing?" he muttered, turning off the faucet as he stared at himself in the mirror. Had Yagyuu already told his parents about their relationship? Oshitari knew he certainly hadn't yet told his own parents about Yagyuu. Then again, Yagyuu had come to Tokyo quite often lately - it would be natural for his parents to have asked why, right? Shaking his head, he decided to not mull over it any longer. Quickly doing what he needed to do, he opened the door only to find Yagyuu leaning against the doorway across the hall. "You didn't need to wait for me?" he said, surprised.
"I wanted to." Yagyuu entered the room and motioned for Oshitari to follow.
"Is this your room?" Yagyuu answered with a nod. The curtains were open and Oshitari could see the perfect blue waters of the pool below contrasting gorgeously with the green of the grass and trees around it, as well as the colorful outfits of the people enjoying themselves. There were some boxes on one side of the window, and a dresser on the other. Carefully placed along the dresser were several picture frames. "Are these you?" he asked, back towards Yagyuu as he looked at the photos.
Oshitari wondered why Yagyuu wasn't responding and had just turned his head a little to look back at the boy when he felt two arms wrap around his waist and a cheek pressing against his temple, rubbing lightly as Yagyuu nodded - Yagyuu had clearly grown taller than him at some time since junior high. "Is something wrong?" he asked, feeling quite confused as Yagyuu pressed a light kiss on his neck, underneath his ear. His eyes darted back and forth, searching for something to focus on, when he again looked at the boxes in the corner of the room. Shipping labels, waiting to be filled out and adhered, rested on the ground next to them.
"I think I'm falling in love with you," Yagyuu murmured into his hair, slightly behind his ear. Oshitari stiffened, completely bewildered and at a loss for words.
"Ya-"
"Use my name." Yagyuu hadn't moved, and Oshitari could feel his warm breath breezing along his neck, sending shivers down his back.
"Hi-Hiroshi?" Yagyuu shifted slightly, then pulled Oshitari in tighter and leaned forward. This kiss was the complete opposite from the first one - it was hard, forceful, desperate, nothing like the teasing gentleness of last time. Yagyuu's lips pressed hard against his own as a hand disentangled itself from his waist to push against the back of his head. Yagyuu took advantage of the slight gap between Oshitari's lips from saying his name and forced his tongue through, then, just a little bit more gently, started to prod around his clenched teeth. Meanwhile, his hands were softly massaging Oshitari's body - one against his neck and one around his hip - and Oshitari remembered wondering, just briefly, if the others could see them through the window before all thought left him. He relaxed his jaw, his own tongue moving up to start pressing against Yagyuu's and they started to slide and sort of, well, battle, almost, each other.
When he finally broke away so he could breathe, Oshitari had to blink a few times to reorient himself. His voice refused to say anything, so his eyes did the questioning for him. Yagyuu leaned his forehead against Oshitari's temple and whispered, "My dad was transferred. We're moving to China in a month."
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This
part was a heck of a pain to write for some reason. Everything was
rewritten and replotted at least twice, some parts three times. .;
YES I am halfway done with 30kisses. :P