Title: Fukai Mori
Author: Hagane ^^\/
Pairing(s): multiple pairings….you know… XD
Another crap product courtesy of your resident crapper. Literally and figuratively. You like? Great. Now I can die happy. You don't like? Well, I suppose I shall just have to be content tossing and turning about in my grave then. Oh well.
-o-
It takes a lot of courage to admit your feelings to a person. It takes a hell lot more to admit your feelings to yourself. I sort of figured out what I felt some time back, but I never really confronted them. It was something of a…. distraction. Yes. That's what it was. A distraction. I mean, please, this is me we're talking about. ME. Maki Shinichi. I'm famed for my solemn and serious countenance. I'm dead serious nearly all the time. And I live and breathe basketball. Not to mention my endless strife for perfection.
So of course I wouldn't admit what I felt.
But somehow, life is such that sometimes we're forced to confront the things we'd rather not think about. Like this for instance. It's the last thing on my mind. It's the last thing I need. I don't need this. I don't. What I need is concentration. And perseverance. And motivation. Not that I'm not already motivated. I assure you, I'm probably the most motivated person you'll ever know. But obviously, that's not enough.
See, all I really want and need is good grades. I'm in my third year of high school and I'm going to sit for my college entrance examinations in less than a month's time. So distractions are the least of my concerns.
Unfortunately, fate obviously disagrees.
I always knew humans were pawns in this Game of Life®. Yeah. We're just minute figures being pushed around by those higher beings that have no regard to our feelings. I mean, what the hell? WHAT feelings? They probably don't give a shit about MY feelings when they throw ME and HIM together.
And the worse thing is, he knows. He knew it a long time ago. It was me, it was just me.
-o-
"Maki-san?"
Maki Shinichi blinked once, twice, then took a tentative step forward to scrutinize the face before him.
"Who?" he said without really thinking.
The boy broke into a toothy grin. "Surely you haven't forgotten yourself, Maki-san? That's your name isn't it?"
Maki flushed. "No, no… I meant…." He caught the teasing grin on the other boy's face and sighed. "Never mind."
The other laughed.
"What are you doing here?" Maki asked coolly, ignoring the other's mirth.
"The same question I was going to ask you. What are YOU doing here?"
"I live nearby. Surely you don't live in this estate?" Maki raised an eyebrow skeptically.
"No, course I don't. I was just, well, passing by."
"Ah."
Maki straightened his slightly rumpled shorts and nodded curtly at the other boy. "Well, have fun, um, fishing then."
"Sure will Maki-san!" he called after the departing boy.
"He sure chose an odd place to fish," muttered the Kainan captain, "it's not like there's anything worth catching there. Only the usual smelly boot and dead fish."
He wiped the sweat on his brow carelessly on his sleeve. It was a humid morning and he'd only jogged for a half hour… already he was nearly drenched in his own perspiration. Damn the morning.