Saiko had this lingering question, one she believed her parents could answer. Either her mother or father, she's heard bits and pieces from others. She wanted to hear it from her parents. Since her father wasn't here, he had to travel for another competition, it was her mother who was left. So building up the courage needed she finally asked.
"Mommy, tell me about you and daddy. Before."
The question came out of no where, it was a question that made you think...time before Saiko...before marriage. Everything really...what was it like...from what you remembered it was...
Painful.
Sore.
Almost everything hurt, especially your splitting headache from such a long...late and...active night that went into early morning. You just wanted to sleep and rest your body...and mind. If only could...but the smell and sound of eggs and ham sizzling woke you...slowly. Groaning, opening an eye wait for your vision to focus look around the room to the source of the one making the sound.
Find it.
Or better them, standing in front of the stove, shirtless, with the flame on, holding the handle of the skillet in one hand and the spatula in the other. Their sharp red eyes seemingly concentrating on the food. You glared, huff, and turned over in bed. Dig your head under the pillow to block out the noise, now was not the time to be waking you up. Not when you had little sleep and...after last night you just wanted to rest. Your energy was pretty much gone.
Thanks to them. Scooting closer to the empty spot next to you where they had laid, closest to the wall try to drown out the sound. But the toast popping up only made it hard. Then came the clings of two plates being set, followed by two glasses being poured with juice and finally...you cover yourself more with the blanket, when it gets pulled off you along with the pillow.
"I know you up." Rin said, hunched over you. Smirking from your low growl. "You move too much. Come on, time to get up. I made us breakfast."
You didn't move and remained planted. Pull the covers back over you. Fuss. "I'm tired."
Rin's eyebrow rose. "Tired? You're tired?"
You nod. Grunting. In slight pain. That made Rin chuckle lightly. "Don't laugh, you did this to me. Everything hurts, even my head." He kept laughing. "Stop it. Stop it right now." Peer a glaring eye out at him. That didn't do anything. Except make your cheeks turn red from what he said.
"Even if I did," He leaned in closer and whispered. "you enjoyed it."
Red went from your cheeks to your ears, grabbing a pillow muffle a scream into it. He just laughed and sat down. Dipping the bed...futon. Whatever further caused you to slide right next to him. You try to scoot away but with one arm he pulled you back and didn't let go. No matter how many times you told him to let you go and moved about.
"I will," he said scooping you up, cover and all. Walked to the table. "once you eat."
"I'm not hungry," you pout.
He laughed again. "Yes, you are. Besides," he set you down in a chair. "eating helps make the pain go and gives you energy. You should know this, you were manager after all. Besides," he walked away and came back with two plates.
Set them on the table, an egg sandwich...he made you both egg sandwiches for breakfast...wonderful. Sometime you wondered how he managed to live...also...if you had Makoto you'd at least get something of a meal. But, it was fine. He made it for you.
Even if it was most of the time when you came out to Australia.
Smiling at the meal, unwrap yourself, and take a bite. "Besides what?" you asked swallowing.
He came back with two cups of juice giving you yours first, before sitting down across from you. Finished the rest of what he was saying. "Besides, once you have your energy we can go for another round."
You nearly choked at what he said. If your face wasn't red before it now fire engine. You weren't sure if you could do a...round two. Round one was...was...eating his breakfast Rin smirked with each bite at your stiffen response. This was too much, but it was fun if not enjoyable. So he kept going. "Then we can do a round three...four...maybe even five. Well, that depends if you can handle it?"
Now you where steaming. Try to fan yourself, but nothing worked. Not even the cool juice was able to cool you down. Instead you nearly choked on it. Amusing Rin who finished eating. While you remained covered with the sheets. Trying hard to simmer your flaming cheeks and impulses. That flared when Rin pulled the cover off, leaned close and whispered into your ear.
You screamed.
And pushed him away. Jolted out of the chair, tangled yourself up in the covers for a moment and rushed to bathroom grabbing some clothes along way. Yelling you where going to shower. Shut and lock the door. Leaving Rin there alone, slightly confused.
After showering for a good twenty-five minutes, with an extra fifteen to get ready and blow dry your hair, where ready for the day. Threw your hair back into a braid, something simple like the rest of what you wore. Jean shorts, yellow blouse with flared sleeves, and flip flops. It made sense considering the warm temperature here in this country.
It was Spring after all, stepping out the bathroom. Now cooled and refreshed, walk out better than when you went in. Find Rin dressed and putting...it away. The instant your eyes land on it, flush. Quickly look away. Grumble.
He noticed you standing away. Rolled his eyes, shaking his head. It was funny before now it was just...the way you flustered about this...one would think by now you'd be use to it. It was something the two of you always did.
Getting twisted and tied up together. Ending up in different positions. That would drain you the next day, staying up for hours and hours doing this...it. Always trying to pout...that's what you did or tried to do. Finish with it, he put it away.
"By the way," he broke mood. Walking over. Picking up a few things. On being your phone. Handed it to you. "You got some missed texts."
Taking your phone, turn on the screen and see. Scroll through some...Yuna of course. He blew up your phone asking so many questions...some had pictures of him and Riku. Next, something from Haru that made you growl...one from Kon. Reading his, slap your face and moan.
Rin turned to you. "What is it?"
You muttered in your hand...he sighed and repeated himself again. So you told him, "I forgot, Kon needed my piece and picture. I forgot. It slipped my mind. Man."
"Why don't you do it on my practice?" He offered. You turn to him. "It's not a meet, but it's something."
Your arch a brow. "Rin, thank you, but..."you downcast at the message. "I need more than a practi-"
His hand covered your mouth. Muffling you. Ignoring your smacking you gave it. "Don't over think it, geez, okay? Just come to practice with me, you can get your story there. It might be small, but it's something. Alright?"
Looking at him, sigh and agree. With that he took his hand off, just as you get ready to say something, he kissed you. Stopping you. Laughed.
"That's not fair!" you snap, red in the cheeks. Turn a shoulder to him. Lick your lips a bit. Where he kissed you. Smile to yourself.
He knew it. Despite your protest, you enjoyed it. The surprises. "Come on," he said. Taking your hand. "let's go." Walked to the door, stopped. "Don't forget your camera."
Remembering you let go and get it. Come back and take his hand. He locked up and you both head to the pool. The moment you entered get greeted by a few members of his team and...imposing greeting by his couch.
Mikhail Makarovich, Aiichiro's uncle...surprisingly. You were still trying to figure that part out. As the man entered your personal space, disregarding your shutters of uncomfortableness.
He did this every time you came, entered your space, Rin left you to change. And Mikhail pulled you in with him. Always asking about and praising certain parts of your muscles. You cried inside when he did this. To top it off, he'd quiz you on certain muscles and make sure if you had your camera to take certain pictures of them. Then would ask you which muscle you where most attracted to on Rin and which one he used the most with you. How did you feel when held you or anything physical. Rin never seem to jump in, just left you to your faith.
On purpose no doubt.
"So," Mikhail's hand comes down on your shoulder. "May which muscle did Rin use on you today? Hmm? Since you've been here?"
Your face went red, swat his hand away. His other one came down on the other side of you. Refusing to let you go. Began to feel your shoulder. Hummed. "Well...your trapezius seem rather firm. Tensed almost."
Yeah, they where. He kept going. Rin came out dressed for practice. "Yo, Rin," one his teammates got his attention and pointed in the direction of his coach and girlfriend. "at it again." They chuckle.
The sight of the two made Rin groaned. Looking closer he saw the redness on your face, that meant...SHIT! He hurried over. "May!"
The sound of his voice ended the position you where in with Mikhail. "Ah, Rin," Mikhail greets him. His hand still on your shoulder. "May was just about to tell me what muscle you've been using the most since she's arrived."
From the glare you where shooting at Rin, he quickly took over. "Coach, May's here today because she has an article to finish and submit. She can't have her time eaten up."
The man looked to you, overlooking your wrinkle noise. Noticed your camera and laptop. Smiled. Raised his hand off. "Alright. Better let you get to work then."
Giving a quick thanks hurried to the bleachers. Finding a spot take out what you needed. Laptop turned on and camera ready. You didn't need to be here for that long, just a few pictures, observations and make an article.
You'd be done.
First things first, pictures. Standing gathering your camera head back down after taking a few from the bleachers. Being careful not to intervene from their focus, get a few of the team. Some of them tried to be funny and make faces. Made you laughed. A bit. Rin who was on his block heard you, looked up for a moment. Smiled, dived in. After getting a few, head back to the bleachers. Take out the card and plug it in. Going through a few of them, wrote notes on them. When you phone vibrated.
It was Kon, he was asking about that article. You respond back, that it you just started typing it. Told him what it was going to be about, he responded with a change for the article. One that made your face drop.
Why?
Pinch your brow, shut your laptop, begin packing your things away. To go. Rin finishing his lap noticed. Asked his coach for quick break. Which was given. He got out the pool just as you reached the bottom of the bleachers.
"May," he stopped you. Came to your side. Smelling like water, dripping with it. "what's up? Why are you leaving? I thought you needed this for your article?"
Your shoulders dropped and shift a bit. Bite you lip. Sigh. Look away for a moment. Then back to him. "Kon gave a new change in my article. So I've got go do that instead of this. Sorry."
He was surprised. "Oh..."he said slowly. Ran his fingers through his hair. "Where do you have to go?"
Taking out your phone show him. "Yeah," you put it away. "I better go if I want to make it. This article is due soon and well..." Stop, grab his shoulder, lean him down a bit. Plant a kiss on his cheek. "Sorry." Whisper, give him another kiss in the same spot. "I'll see you home."
He nods, gave your hand a squeeze. His way of hugging you since he was wet. With a wave to him and good-byes to everyone leave. Rin stood where he was until you left completely, went back to his practice.
Time passed, by the time practice was over. It was late afternoon. Everyone took to the showers. Afterwards dressed and packed their things up. Walked out with one another, one of Rin's teammates asked if he and May are free to have lunch with him and his girlfriend. Rin told him he'd let him know. Speaking of May, he took out his phone, maybe they could meet up for a late lunch early dinner. Find there was a missed call from her, followed by a text. Opening he read it. She going to be late coming back and not to wait up. To go out with the others if he wanted too.
Sighing, it was a bit too late for that. They where all gone. Tucking his phone away, decided to head to the store. He needed to do some shopping. His fridge kind of needed it. Late afternoon turned into evening. By the time he got home, carrying a few bags of groceries. There was no sign of May, at all. Reading the time, he expected her here at least. Setting the bags down, took out his phone, called her. It went straight to voice mail.
Either she was busy or her phone was dead. But, she charged it ever night so she was busy.
Typical.
Unpacking the items, put them away. Once done, he went to take a shower. Again. Turning on the water, stepped inside, washed his hair. Being careful not to grab May's. Unable to see, grabbed whatever his hand felt first. After showering he stepped out dried and dressed in his pajamas. Long black pants and a white tank. Feeling his stomach growl, decided to make dinner.
Pasta seem nice...spaghetti. Cooking the meat, boiling the pasta...opened a can of sauce. He wasn't no Makato but this would do just fine. In a few minutes the place smelled like the dish. If May was here...she'd take over and make something for them both. In elementary she would do that when it came home course. Insisting she do, she'd get rather scary if denied. Which carried over in middle school from what he was told. Even hit Asahi over the head with a spoon to make her point. He never did it again. Haru told him.
Chuckling to himself at the thought, May, as sweet as she could be was...well...well...his smile slowly dropped. It was getting late..and she still wasn't here. She wasn't even picking up her phone. Rin tired not to worry but his heart kept pounding against his chest, skipping a few beats. How long was this...article suppose to take? Finishing his food, though he didn't want too. Wanting to wait for May to get her, but his hunger got the best. Putting the plate in the sink, went to brush his teeth. Came back checked the time, it was getting late. By now...they would be playing...that game. Tempted to get it out, he didn't.
It was just...dead...empty. Without her here. Only a few times do they get to see each other out the year. Being so far apart. When break rolled around, they'd take turns to visit the other, unless there was a meet or story to cover. Would they meet up with one another. Or if it was the holidays. For some reason she enjoyed winters in Australia.
It was getting late and still no sign of May. Not a call. Nothing. Laying the bed/futon Rin tried to wait up for her. But sleep took. With his cellphone by him, close let it. An hour after he did, the opened and someone slipped inside. Carefully creeped across the floor. Opened the drawers, pulled out some clothes quickly changed. Caught a whiff of the meal from earlier.
Your favorite, how sweet. Lightly making your way to where Rin slept. Slipped in carefully, being careful not to wake him. Suddenly get pulled closer to Rin. His arm wrapped around your waist and head nuzzled against your hair.
Smiling softly, turn around to face him. His eyes where closed, but that didn't stop him from speaking. Opened one eye at you. He was upset, you could see. Grumbled. "Sorry." You softly say, close.
He still grumbled, pulled you closer. "We're doing five rounds. So you better get your sleep."
"Alright," you nod between soft laughs. Sit up a bit lean over him, rest a kiss on his cheek. That he intercepted with his lips, held you there. Rose from where he rested.
Began to push you down slowly. Not breaking at all, not even when you where under him and he was over you. Holding a few more seconds he parted his lips from yours, stared mooningly into your eyes.
Held up a hand all fingers up. "Five rounds. Remember that."
You nod. Hold up the same number. "Alright, five rounds of twister."
Though he didn't smile, he kissed you again before sliding back to his comfortable position. Held you close, like a body pillow. Whispered good-night, you do the same back.
Soon drift to sleep.