Spring Fever
II. Eiji
Valentine's Day was one of Eiji's favorite holidays, even more so than Christmas. After all, when else in the year was he going to get so much candy and chocolates all through the day?
As he polished off the last bag of Hello Kitty chocolates given to him by one of many blushing classmates, Eiji rummaged around to find any other pieces of confectionary that he had missed. Finding none among the scattered wrappers on his desk, he naturally gravitated toward the closest sources of sweets nearby, which just happened to be the similarly large pile of gift candies on Fuji's desk.
"Oi, Fuji…" Eiji looked pleadingly at the smiling tensai – or rather, at his candy. "You'll share your chocolates with your best friend, won't you?"
Fuji, who had been watching his friend in amusement, chuckled as he pushed the large pile of sweets toward Eiji. "You can have all of it," he told the other boy, "I don't really like sweets."
Eiji grinned as he pounced on the new source of sugar. "That's because Fuji likes spicy foods the best!" he declared, recalling a certain painful experience involving Fuji's favorite wasabi rolls. Neither boy noticed the hurried whispering in the background as several intrepid Fuji-fans who hadn't delivered their Valentine's Day gifts yet were now frantically trying to think of some way to take advantage of the new information.
Throughout the rest of class, Eiji covertly worked through his new pile of chocolates, almost getting caught several times by the teacher with the sound of munching from behind the cover of his textbook. Before he knew it, it was break time again, and he had finished the entire pile, plus a few more chocolates that had been slipped to him in the interim by a few bold girls.
Licking the last bit of chocolate from his lips (and not noticing the massive swooning that caused), Eiji stood from his chair and hurried out of the room. He still had one more ready source of candy yet.
It wasn't hard at all to find his doubles partner in room 3-2, surrounded as the other boy was by what seemed to be the entire female population of Seigaku third year. Fortunately, the lower classes weren't allowed to freely visit the upper classes, else there would have been no room left at all in the classroom.
With the limber grace of his acrobatics, Eiji easily navigated through the horde of raving girls and swung an arm around the neck of his much-embarrassed doubles partner. It was only the press of people around them that made him nearly drape himself all over Oishi, his face hovering close to the other's wide green eyes. Really.
"Eiji?" Oishi could practically feel the more-than-usually-hyper perkiness that could only come from sugar overdose vibrating from the redhead.
Eiji was already eyeing the stack of chocolates on his desk. "O-i-shi…" Large kittenish eyes peered back at his partner again in an all-out attack of cuteness. "Can I have some of your cho-co-lates?"
"Ah… uh…" Oishi was uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was surrounded by girls who had given or were trying to give him the aforementioned chocolates.
Eiji, however, took the stuttering for assent. "Nya! Oishi is so nice!" he gushed as he immediately attacked the pile of candy. He was completely oblivious of the the fact that he was still draped all over Oishi, as well as to the giggling of the girls around them, including a few whispered comments of how cute "they" were, and the slow blush that was creeping up Oishi's cheeks.
In seemingly no time at all, break was over and Eiji had finished his third pile of sweets. After the crowd of girls reluctantly dispersed around them, he shot a last cheeky grin at Oishi and raced off back to his own class, leaving the other boy sitting bemusedly in the wake of Hurricane Eiji.
Next Chapter: Oishi. Who may as well be resigned to being embarrassed all day.
