~I wanted to try my hand at writing fanfiction again. I hope y'all enjoy! I do not own any of the characters! Please enjoy the Daisuga. :) ~
Chapter 1- 2nd Year
Daichi
The snow fell in slow motion without a care in the world. Time seemed to stand still as we walked in comfortable silence, the crunch of the snow beneath our feet the only noise to be heard. I glanced up from looking down and took a quick glance up at my friend. I felt my heart pounding in my ears as I took in the sight. With His hands buried in his pockets and his face entombed by his scarf, his gaze remained fixed straight ahead as we walked down the quiet road. Snowflakes clung to his silver hair and surrounding streetlights gave him an almost angelic glow. I could feel my cheeks turn warm and my stomach flip as I shake my head to clear away the pounding in my ears. I stare at the houses across the street avoiding sight of him.
He's just your friend Daichi. Your best friend. That's all you are. Why is your heart beating like this?
"Daichi watch out for-!" a soothing male voice calls at me but is cut off as I interject.
"Watch out for wha…" I start as my body lurches backwards and my feet involuntarily disconnect from the air escapes my lungs and I land hard on the cold wet ground.
"The ice…. Maybe you should let people finish speaking before you cut them off," the same voice teased.
I look up and stare into the eyes of the mocking voice. The angelic glow I noticed earlier now even more obvious as he stands above me- holding out an outstretched hand. My cheeks warm from both the embarrassment of the fall and from seeing my best friend at this angle. His eyebrows are raised in concern and I see a hint of a blush rising on his pale face. A slight smirk seems to form on his lips like he's about to say something witty.
Why is your face heating up you idiot! This is Suga we're talking about? You know your best friend? You can't be thinking about his face like this.
"Well maybe if someone hadn't misplaced their scarf in the club room we could have gotten home by now," I retort as I finally accept the outstretched hand with a chuckle.
His hand is so soft...and yet so very cold. I've never felt his hands like this before, they feel like ice against mine. Have they always been this cold?
"Anyone can forget a scarf. Only you would forget how to walk." Suga scoffed, quickly pulling back and stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"You're coming at me for walking when you just didn't want to walk to the club room by yourself to find your scarf?" I countered, a smile forming on my face.
"You do realize I could push you down again, right?" Suga glares, slight annoyance flickering on his face.
"But you won't. Either way, thanks for helping me up," I say as I brush the snow off.
"Sure thing future captain," he chuckles as he gives me a half salute with one hand, the other one still buried deep in his pocket.
I can feel my stomach flip a little at the endearment. I give him a slight glare before letting out a small, exasperated sigh.
This guy thinks I should be captain? I'm not strong enough to lead the team next year. As if I could actually be a good leader. The first years keep skipping so many practices. I mean I guess the name doesn't sound so bad coming from him.
"Sugawara Koushi, you can't call me captain yet. We aren't even in our third year. It's embarrassing and there could be a chance that they'll choose you or Asahi to be captain instead," I say slightly embarrassed. My statement is met with a punch to the gut as the air leaves my lungs for a second time as I curl forward from Suga's punch.
"Suga what the hell was that for!?" I groan, clutching my abdomen with one arm and the other holding on to Suga's forearm to prevent myself from once again falling in the snow.
"Have more confidence in yourself Daichi. There is no one more qualified to lead the team next year more than you and you know it. I'm sure they will choose you. If you ask any first year, they would want you. Stop being so hard on yourself and be confident," Sugawara explains without any remorse as he pulls his arm away so he can put his hand in his pocket.
"You know you could have said that without punching me," I mutter, slightly annoyed and still clutching my stomach.
For someone with such soft hands, he sure packs a punch. Has he always been this strong? And his arm, where did the muscle come from?
"I had to purge your negativity somehow. A simple pep talk wouldn't have been as effective on you, ya 're terrible at accepting affirmations. I had to make sure you got it through that thick skull of yours ." Suga shrugs as he continues walking forward.
But I'd listen if they were from you. You're my best friend dummy.
"It's nice to know someone has confidence in my leadership skills," I say, rolling my eyes and following along, "But you know Suga, you'd make a good captain too. You have this amazing ability to read how people are feeling. You always bring a sense of ease to everyone during games and practice. The team would be nothing without you. The first years respect you a lot and you always know how to bring the best out in anyone. You should take your own advice sometime."
Suga stops abruptly and I run into him. The momentum from my moving almost knocking us both down. I grab his shoulders instinctively to steady myself and to prevent us both from falling. Once I feel we are steady, I notice they are shaking slightly.
Why are you shaking? Are those tears? What did I say?
"H-H-Hey Suga-," I stammer but stop as I spin Suga around. There are slight tears streaking his face and he's biting the inside of his cheek to try and regain his composure.
Please don't cry. I don't want to see you cry.
Sugawara
Why am I crying? Stop this Koushi, you can't be crying in front of him. What the hell is wrong with you? This was suppose to be a normal walk home after a rough day of school and practice. Why did his words get to you like this?
"Suga, why are you crying? " a low pitched voice asks, breaking up my thoughts.
Because no one believes in me the way you do Daichi. How do you expect me to keep my composure when each word you speak is so sincere?
I look up and meet his brown eyes, etched with worry and confusion. I take a deep breath and let go of my inner cheek, a slight metallic taste filling my mouth. I straighten my back, wipe my cheek with my sleeve and force a smile . Before I can put my hand in my pocket Daichi grabs it swiftly.
"What tears? Daichi, you really are stupid, huh? There's no way I could be as strong as you captain. It really pisses me off that you can't see how ama-," I catch myself. I stop myself from telling him how amazing he is, how lucky I am that someone can read me so easily. I quickly shake my hand out of his grasp as l heat rushes to my cheeks and spreads to my ears. I cover my mouth trying to keep it together long enough to get home.
Calm down. Just breathe. You're almost home and you can die of embarrassment there.
"Suga.." Daichi says softly, gently lifting my chin with his finger and forcing me to look him in the eyes. My hand falls away, my body relaxes and my mind goes blank as he somehow stops the world around us. The heat from my face suddenly spreads across my whole body and my heart beating seems to be the only thing reminding me I'm still alive. I can do nothing but gaze into his deep brown eyes. Eyes that make my chest tighten and knees weak. Eyes steady like the earth that holds my fleeting soul.
Don't look at me like that Daichi. I won't be able to contain these new feelings. This can only end badly. I can't bear to lose you as a friend. Dammit why can't my heart slow down? This is not how a heart beats for a friend.
I forcibly claw myself back into reality and put some distance between us by taking a few steps back.
"What the heck are you doing man? It's getting cold, can we just go?" I push him away hoping he can't see the blush rising or the staccato beating of my heart.
"S-sure...Yeah it is getting kinda cold," Daichi says shaking his head as if he were under a spell," Yeah we wouldn't want our parents to worry."
Thank God.
I turn away from Daichi and start walking. The crunch of the snow under my feet is the only sound as my heart slows and I feel the cold air brush against my heated face. Realizing I can't hear footsteps behind me, I stop and turn towards Daichi.
Daichi
Was Suga really crying just now? He looked so cute, but I never want to see him like that ever again. Why is my heart beating like this? He's only you friend Daichi, snap out of it!
"Daichi are you coming? Get your ass moving already!" Suga calls, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah. Yeah. I'm coming," I respond with a chuckle, picking up the pace to catch up with him.
Our conversation soon flowed to what we would normally talk about- school and the team. Our moment under the streetlights. Our moment of closeness- seemingly forgotten as we ebbed back into our usual routine. We soon parted ways, my heart feeling lighter knowing everything was okay between us. Everything for the most part was normal.
However, as I lay in bed that night, the walk back home played over and over in my head. The snow clinging to his silver locks. The light from the streetlamps that produced a halo around him as he helped me up from my fall. His cold, soft hands clasping mine. The tightening of my heart when I saw the pain etched into his face and the struggle to keep his composure. The feeling when I instinctively lifted his chin to stare into his soft hazel eyes. Those eyes that are always swimming in equal parts mischief and innocence.
Why am I feeling this way? Everything was normal until that fall. He's my best friend for god sakes! What changed? Did you really have to lift his chin up like that. Dammit Daichi you are a dunce. My heart just beat so fast and wouldn't stop. I could feel my heart cracking when I saw those tears. I've never seen him cry like that and it hurt so much. I just wanted to wipe them away. Whatever it is I'm feeling, friendship or not, I just know….I really wanted to warm those cold hands.
