Fandom: Prince of Tennis
Disclaimer: not mine, cool? cool.
He won the rest of his matches easily, though the two losses were enough to push him out of the semifinal breaks. Even Atobe, with his one loss, didn't make it. He didn't feel like staying around to watch Yukimura, Sanada, Yanagi, and Tezuka battle it out - with those three Rikkai members in the breaks, Yagyuu and Niou would without a doubt be there. Shishido didn't want to be anywhere near the pissed off Atobe either, so they left together.
"Jirou said you went on a date with Rikkai's Yagyuu?" were Shishido's first words to him as they left the tournament grounds. He groaned inwardly - he should've known better than to think that Jirou wouldn't have already told the entire team about what Niou had said and done.
"Yea."
"Atobe was muttering some pretty nasty things about Yagyuu there after their match," Shishido pried, clearly trying to get more information from him. Oshitari never did like Shishido very much, but that was before the incident with the hair and whatnot last year. Shishido was apparently bearable only when determined, or when Ohtori was around.
"So why didn't Ohtori come today?" he asked, hoping it would stop the questioning on himself.
Shishido went silent for a moment. He kicked a small stone on the sidewalk in front of him, before replying, "We had a fight."
Oshitari raised an eyebrow. "You guys fought?" he repeated, surprised. Ohtori and Shishido fighting was as rare an occurrence as the sky falling down - Ohtori was too sweet and yielding of a boy to argue with anyone, and Shishido was too whipped by Ohtori to argue with him.
Shishido sighed. "I should probably go apologize to him." He kicked the stone again.
"Well, we just passed the street to his house," Oshitari replied, kind of glad that he could get rid of Shishido, but also hoping they could patch things up. Shishido needed Ohtori - heck, he needed Shishido to be with Ohtori if he wanted some sanity in the locker room.
"Yea. Listen, Oshitari. Give Yagyuu a chance to explain." Shishido waved and jogged off in the direction of Ohtori's house. Oshitari shook his head, wondering at how much Ohtori had changed Shishido, and if Yagyuu had already started to change him.
Actually, Yagyuu probably already had. He was Oshitari - calm and cool and collected Oshitari. Except he hadn't been so calm and cool and collected recently - especially where Rikkai and Seigaku were involved, because they made him push his limits. Not around Atobe either, because he was Atobe. But that didn't mean he'd lose his calm over a kiss? He was still thinking over this matter as he closed the front door of his house behind him.
Unfortunately, the people you didn't want to see were often the best at showing up. No one else was home and he really didn't feel like seeing anyone, so he ignored the doorbell, thinking whoever it was would just think no one was home. To his great annoyance, that didn't work. After maybe half an hour of ringing, the door was finally silent.
He went downstairs to get some juice when he heard a key turn in the front door and the creak of the door opening - his dad really needed to get that fixed. Walking to the front door, juice in hand, he raised an eyebrow at Atobe and Yagyuu, standing in the doorway. "You still have the key to my house?" he asked Atobe, mentally noting that they needed a lock change, also.
"Yes," Atobe said simply, before turning to leave. "Try to have fun without me, 'k?" Oshitari shook his head at Atobe, as Yagyuu entered the front hallway and closed the door behind him. They looked at each other, one looking for words to say and the other waiting for him to say them.
Finally, Yagyuu asked, "May I come in?" Oshitari sighed, waving his glass of juice to indicate a pair of slippers Yagyuu could use. He led the way into the family room, where he pointed to an armchair before heading back to the kitchen. He returned a few seconds later with a cup of tea, which he set down in front of Yagyuu, before taking a seat on the couch across from him. Yagyuu was the one that came, Yagyuu could be the one to start talking.
Silence reigned as Yagyuu leaned forward, taking a sip of his tea before setting it back on its coaster. He folded his arms and rested them on his knees. "Oshitari-kun, remember when I told you that Niou was straight?"
"Was that a joke?" The biting remark came before Oshitari could check it, realizing a bit too late how bitter he sounded.
"No, that wasn't. To tell the truth, I was just as surprised as you were when he did that." It was hard to tell if Yagyuu was telling the truth or not. He wasn't Niou, of whom one should always be suspicious - no, he was Yagyuu, whom one could usually trust, except when Niou was involved.
"How did you know where I live?" Maybe this talking and explaining thing wouldn't be so bad. He wondered if Shishido and Ohtori were OK yet.
Yagyuu looked up at him. "I asked Atobe."
"And he answered you?"
"He even came by to open your door."
There was a pause. Oshitari felt kind of bad for Yagyuu having to deal with Atobe after just beating him - that was never a fun ride, and he knew that from experience. "Shouldn't you be watching the break rounds?"
"Yukimura said it was OK." Of course. The Rikkai team didn't breathe without the permission of Yukimura, even though he was no longer their captain in name.
"He's that confident he'll win? Tezuka's a good player, y'know."
"It doesn't matter if he wins or loses. Not to me."
"Why?"
"He and Tezuka are both good - losing to Tezuka's not something to be embarrassed about. Besides -"
"No, why did you come?" Oshitari cut him off, not really wanting to listen to tennis stats at the time. Yagyuu pushed his glasses up a little on his nose and looked at him. He heard the garage door start to open.
I have SO gone down the road of too shoujo-y, haven't I. :sigh: such a PMSy Oshitari... Review?