Title: Rains
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Oshitari, Atobe - Oshitari/Atobe
Word Count: 367
Warning(s): None
Summary: Even a bit of rain cannot stop Oshitari's sense of romanticism.
A/N: Not dead, really, just swamped by school work. Have mostly migrated to LiveJournal, actually. Will be doing NaNoWriMo as well and probably posting it over there. And the thing with the heart shaped stone? Heard about at some park in Nagasaki.
"It's said that if you find a heart-shaped stone, you'll find true love." Oshitari clasped his hands together. "Wouldn't it be wonderful to find one, Keigo?"
Atobe rolled his eyes. "That's just some story cooked up by old ladies who have no other love than their cats." He glared out the window at the rain that had chased them inside a tacky gift shop. "I thought you said you checked the weather forecast." He turned his irritation towards the one responsible for dragging him out today.
Frowning, Oshitari played with a rack of phone charms. "I did. Sunny, no chance of rain." He dangled a Hello Kitty charm in front of Atobe. "Aren't things more fun when they aren't all planned out?" No answer. Atobe was steadfastly ignoring Oshitari and had his gaze focused on something outside. Oshitari huffed, pulling Atobe away and out the door of the store to stand on the porch.
"Yuushi, if you even think about it…" Oshitari paid him no mind and jumped out into the rain, which had become more of a drizzle by now. He had let go of Atobe and left him on the porch as he splashed his way across the garden to another shelter. "Yuushi!" Grumbling and complaining about what the rain would do to his hair, Atobe followed after, somehow managing to soak the entirety of his left pant leg in a puddle.
When he had made it to the next shelter, Oshitari went out into the rain again and stopped under a tree, waving Atobe over. Atobe shook his head; he wasn't going out into the rain again.
"Here." One of the old ladies who had been enjoying the garden before the rain held out her umbrella. "You should go see what your friend wants." Atobe waved it off, spouting something about chivalry before stomping over to see what Oshitari wanted, also soaking his other pant led in the process.
He growled as he reached the tree. "Look at my hair! What's so important that I had to go traipsing about in the rain?" Oshitari smiled and pointed under Atobe's feet.
There laid a heart-shaped stone, hidden among the stones that made up the walkway.