Happy Birthday To: Uchimura Kyousuke, October 28th.

Word Count: 233

Rating: K

Genre: Friendship.

Warnings: Mentions of trichotillomania. Not beta'd.

Notes: If it's bad, it's because I'm extremely stressed at the moment... sorry!


Uchimura Kyousuke sat at a desk in the back corner of the library, panicked. He had a history test over ancient Greece tomorrow – one that counted for a major portion of his grade – and the stress was currently causing him to pull out his hair.

Literally.

Piece after piece of the recently re-grown hair came out on to the table. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Uchimura realized how disappointed his parents would be that he had relapsed when they had spend the last year putting a cap on him and trying to keep him from picking.

Nonetheless, the trich-induced hair pulling was helping alleviate some nerves. Until the nervousness triggered by the thought of his parents displeasure caused him to pull out larger clumps of hair harder and faster.

By this time, Uchimura was scrambling and frantic. Until, all of a sudden, someone came up from behind him and grabbed his hands with one of theirs. The person held them securely, while placing a cap on Uchimura's head with their other hand.

"Guess you need to keep the cap a bit longer," said the boy, who Uchimura immediately recognized as his doubles partner, Mori Tatsunori.

"Oh well," Mori said, releasing Uchimura's hands and giving him a pat on the head, "I always did like it."


Ending A/N: Please review! (So much love for bringing me over three hundred! And that goes to all of you!)

Next up: Taki Haginosuke When?: October 29th! (a.k.a. tomorrow...)