Cold hands
Winters on Rokkaku are cold. Really cold. No matter how hard you try, you never will have warm comfort until next summer. It is, for the regulars members of Rokkaku tennis's club, the worse season of the year: the court is always covered with snow, you cant go to the beach and you not even can grip your racket in the right way.
- Damnit- cursed Bane while on the other side of the court Saeki and Itsuki celebrated the point they just had made.
- Are you ok?- Dabide approached him with a concerned face.
- Yeah. Its just…this damn cold. I just cant grip the racket. My hands are too much cold- said Kurobane dropping his racket on the ground and attempting to warm his hands with his breath.
- Cold hands, cool heart-
Although Banes hands were in pain he did his best to smacked Dabides back. But his right hand was taken in motion before reach Amanes head.
- What…?- started Bane but his question died when he felt Dabides warm breath againts his fingers. Before he could realise his other hand had been taken too.
Even if Bane through he should said or do something he was too shocked to said or do anything so he just stayed there, his face turning more red every minute.
- Oi, you two there! Arent you done yet? We are going to get a cold!- Saeki yelled cheerfully.
Dabide looked up and smiled shyly at Banes blushed face.
- You feel better, Bane-san?-
- Yes, yes…thanks- Bane answered taking his hands off and getting his concentration back to the game.
- You are welcome- Dabide smiled again.
This time, opposite to all logic, they won the match.
The end