Daisuke was the first to wake up. The first, he thought to himself. Now, he would be able to hold this against Satoshi for the rest of eternity. Daisuke lifted his head off from Satoshi's lap and looked into his crystal blue eyes. Oh man, he thought. His eyes are so beautiful!
Satoshi wiggled his nose and let out a yawn. He slowly opened one eye and made it connect with Daisuke's. "Good morning, Daisuke," he yawned as he stretched his arms. Satoshi stood up a bit and straightened out his pants a bit. Then, he sat back down and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"All right, students! We've arrived at the Temple Fuuchin! Please be careful as you exit the bus, and meet back here at 5pm sharp!" A teacher led the way off the bus, followed by about 40 other students. Because Daisuke and Satoshi were the first ones on the bus, they would be the last off. Daisuke took Satoshi's hand, blushed a bit, and they exited the bus together.
"Where do you want to go first, Satoshi?" Daisuke used the bus' exterior mirror to fix his hair where he had fallen asleep.
"There's a large directory sign over there. Let's see what there is to do." Satoshi and Daisuke walked over to the large sign with a labeled map of the entire temple. To the north, there were restrooms and a restaurant. To the west, there was a large area with swings and a playground for younger children. To the south there were some benches and tablets for the visitors to pray. "What do you say we head west? I'll push you on the swing." Satoshi made sensual eye contact with Daisuke. Daisuke blushed again, for as you know, red heads blush quite frequently.
They walked for a few minutes. Daisuke noticed that the place had a solemn air to it. There wasn't any laughter or sounds of children playing. It was a highly respected temple. It was a tourist attraction, without a doubt one of Kyoto's finest, but it was also a symbol of Japanese pride and a prayer ground for some of the most prestigious monks in the world. Soon, Daisuke spotted the swing set all by itself away form the rest of the temple grounds. There was only one swing, but it was vacant. Daisuke approached the swing and sat down. Satoshi made one last glance at Daisuke, and then got behind him. Satoshi placed his hands on Daisuke's sides, which made him jump at first. Satoshi pulled Daisuke closer to himself, and then let go. When the swing came back towards Satoshi, he pushed harder this time. The swing came back once more. Satoshi pushed again. They continued this for several repetitions.
After pushing a few times, Satoshi caught the swing as it was coming back…right in the mouth. He fell backwards, and his glasses fell to the ground. Daisuke alarmingly jumped off the swing and ran to where Satoshi was lying in agony. "Oh gosh, Satoshi! Are you okay?" Daisuke picked up Satoshi's glasses and fell to his knees where Satoshi was lying. He placed glasses on the boy's nose and stroked his hair between his fingers.
"Boy, you sure pack quite a wallop," Satoshi said, and little trickles of blood ran out of his mouth as he said this. Daisuke took out a handkerchief and wiped away the blood. "Satoshi, are you okay?" Daisuke started crying and lay his head on Satoshi's chest.
Satoshi wrapped his arms around Daisuke's neck. "Of course I'm okay," he said. "A little dizzy, but I'm all right." He sat up a bit, and Daisuke helped pull him a bit further up. Daisuke then stood to his feet and took Satoshi's arm and hoisted him up. He then took Satoshi's arm and wrapped it around his neck. The two hobbled around a bit until Satoshi got his balance back. Then, he could walk run, and probably do a cartwheel without Daisuke's assistance. "Maybe we should try something a bit less dangerous," Satoshi suggested.
"Good idea. How about we go to the restaurant and get some ice cream?"
"Ice cream sounds safe. That'd be good."
They agreed and walked north toward the restaurant. Along the way, they passed a grove of trees with the first spring blossoms coming out. Daisuke knew this tree well as he and Satoshi had climbed one very similar only a week before. At the top, Daisuke and Satoshi had pledged their love to each other and had been consistently dating ever since. Daisuke wondered if their love, like the buds on the tree would continue to grow. He did not have very long to ponder this, however because soon his daydreaming was interrupted with Satoshi's voice. "Daisuke, we're here!"
Daisuke snapped out of his imagination and looked around at the restaurant. It was outdoors and had about ten or fifteen umbrella tables. There were a few students but most were paying their bills or getting ready to leave. It was about 4:15pm, and lunch was basically over. They would have the entire restaurant to themselves to do whatever and not be teased or taunted.
Regardless of their solitude, Daisuke and Satoshi chose a table on the far side of porch and waited for their server. Daisuke picked up the dessert menu and flipped through the pages of sugary food before deciding on the root beer float. "I think I want the root beer float." He looked up at Satoshi. "What do you want?"
"I don't think I'll get anything," he replied.
"Why not?"
"I was hoping we could share one." Satoshi blushed when he said this; the first time Daisuke had seen him do so.
"That'd be great."
The server soon arrived. She was a tall, blonde blue-eyed teenage girl, with a model figure and perfect teeth. Neither of the boys seemed to care, and Daisuke gave her his order.
"And what for the silver-haired hottie?" She was obviously trying to flirt, unaware of his condition.
"That will be all, thank you."
"Come on! Don't be a spoil sport! A handsome, young man like you DESERVES to eat! Anything, you want on the house!"
"No, thank you. This sexy red-head and I will be sharing if it's all the same." The waitress' face went pale. Daisuke's went blood-red.
"Sure it will be ready shortly." The waitress clumsily took their menus and headed back towards her station, a bit less gleefully than when she entered.
"Satoshi, that was awesome!" Daisuke nudged Satoshi's foot with his own. Satoshi returned this movement. Daisuke tapped Satoshi's ankle again. Satoshi mimicked. Before too long, both boys were playing their game and giggling so loudly that they didn't hear the waitress the first time she told them that their float was ready.
"Gentlemen! YOU'RE FLOAT'S READY!" The waitress sat down the float and left, both angry and about ready to send in her two-week notice.
Satoshi pointed to the float. "There's only one straw."
"I was hoping for that." Daisuke took the first sip. Satoshi took the second. Daisuke went in for the third, but Satoshi jerked the glass away.
"If you want it…you have to get it from my lips." Satoshi leaned towards Daisuke. Daisuke placed his hand on Satoshi's face and leaned in as well. Their lips were just about to lock when…
"Will all students please report back to the bus immediately? All students please return to the bus!" The public address system ended their moment alone.
"We should be headed back." Daisuke took his wallet out and lay 50 yen on the table.
The boys stood up and walked back to the bus, both disappointed that their moment had been ruined, but both once again holding hands.
As they exited the restaurant, they both saw the restaurant marquee. It read "Now Hiring a Waitress. Position Just Opened!"
