Pairing: YuuTari
Disclaimer: not mine, cool? cool.
I will not write angst, I will not write angst, I will not write angst... (yea right)
Oshitari got up extra early on Saturday to go wait at the train station. The platform looked rather lonely at that hour on a Saturday morning, even though on weekdays it would be jam packed with rush hour commuters. He watched as an empty train stopped and opened its doors for ghost passengers. It roared away - there would be another twenty minutes before the next train.
Slowly, people began to join him on the platform. Some were dressed in T-shirts and shorts, complete with fully stuffed backpacks and children held by the hand - most likely families going on a one day vacation. Others were dressed a bit better, carrying nicely wrapped boxes and lacking the air of tourism - probably couples visiting friends or relatives. He heard the rumbling of an incoming train as he watched a father tie a bonnet on his daughter while the mother looked on smiling.
"Yuushi." Yagyuu was standing next to him.
"Aww look at that, Oshitari-kun's come to pick up Hiroshi!" Niou teased. "How about a hello kiss? Like they do in France." He puckered his lips and kissed the air, causing even Yukimura to crack a smile. Even so, Oshitari caught a wisp of, well, it wasn't sadness, or nostalgia, but something along those lines, in Niou's eyes before they were whisked away by a mask of mirth. He wondered if Niou knew about Yagyuu's moving and was upset about losing his partner.
Oshitari tilted one edge of his mouth up in a semi-smirk. "With pleasure," he agreed, leaning up to lightly kiss both corners of Yagyuu's mouth. Eyebrows raised, someone whistled, and laughter broke out as Niou stared, too surprised at someone standing up to his previously unrivaled mischievousness to whip out a witty return.
Sanada gave Niou's head a light shove and started walking away. "Come on, leave them alone. Yagyuu, we'll go ahead of you."
Yagyuu nodded just as Marui added, "Don't dally too long now, children!"
"Nicely done," Yagyuu gently chuckled when they were out of earshot, and started walking after his teammates.
"Thank you," Oshitari mock-bowed. His mood sobered as he remembered why he had met Yagyuu at the station this time instead of just waiting at the courts as usual. Falling into step besides Yagyuu, he reached a hand out towards Yagyuu's before withdrawing it.
One thing Oshitari had first realized when watching Yagyuu play tennis was that he didn't miss many things. Yagyuu grabbed Oshitari's hand without even looking at him, as if it were perfectly natural. It was natural, Oshitari thought, tightening his fingers a bit, lacing them through Yagyuu's own.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he asked. There was no need to elucidate what he was talking about. That day, everything had become clear pretty quickly. The party had been more of a celebration party for Yagyuu's father's promotion, as well as a going away party of sorts. After saying those words, Yagyuu had unwrapped himself from Oshitari and sat down heavily on his futon, arms resting on his crossed legs, staring at the ground in front of him. Oshitari, having been bombarded by the declaration of love, the kiss, and the news, had simply sat down on the floor where he stood. They'd both gotten up and returned to the party when Oshitari noted the time, and nothing more had been said.
"I hadn't realized it'd get this serious," Yagyuu responded. Oshitari had to give him credit for being so blunt. To tell the truth, he hadn't thought it would, either, so it wasn't like he could blame Yagyuu for thinking the same.
"Ya-Yagyuu-san," a voice brokenly interrupted them from behind. Stopping, Oshitari looked over his shoulder to see part of the St. Rudolph team, including Mizuki. He felt Yagyuu's hand loosen, and he let go so they could turn around and face the other boys. The black haired one, with a thin red ribbon tied around his head, had spoken. He was staring at Yagyuu, apparently struggling with something inside him.
"Atsushi, maybe we should just leave dane." The guy who just spoke looked familiar also - Gakuto had started calling him "Rudolph's ducky" some time ago, and Oshitari remembered that better than the boy's name. The one called Atsushi bowed his head a little, shaking it in negation of the proposal. He looked somewhat familiar with his head bowed like that - kind of like that Rokkaku player, Kisarazu Ryou.
"How are you, Kisarazu-kun?" Yagyuu asked politely, and Oshitari raised an eyebrow. Did Rokkaku's player have a brother? Maybe he had heard something about that back in middle school. He saw Mizuki's eyes narrowing in a smirk, and wondered if something had happened. Mizuki's words came back to him.
"I've heard you're Yagyuu Hiroshi's newest boy toy." Followed by that disgusting laugh.
"You... you're..." Kisarazu Atsushi stammered out, before pushing past his teammates and running away.
"Atsushi!" the duck called out. "You're one hell of a bastard, dane," he spat at Yagyuu before chasing after his friend. Mizuki laughed again, before walking off after his teammates.
Yagyuu and Oshitari were left looking at each other. "What was that all about?" Oshitari asked. Mizuki's words refused to leave his mind.
"My ex," Yagyuu replied, looking as if he were going to sigh. Instead, he put an arm on Oshitari's back and directed them to start walking towards the courts again. "You know how Mizuki's a meddling little thing? He managed to contact Marui, who thought it'd be a good joke to set me up. I went, found Kisarazu to be rather cute - supposedly he was a fan of mine? - and so dated him for awhile. Some things happened though, and I ended up breaking up with him."
"When was this?" Oshitari felt there was something off about what Yagyuu was saying. Had that been the case, Kisarazu Atsushi wouldn't have acted like that, would he? At least the ducky shouldn't have.
"Last month," Yagyuu said, completely deadpan. Oshitari felt Yagyuu's hand pulling him closer - snaking around his waist and tightening - as his mind came to realize something. Yagyuu broke up with Kisarazu last month. He and Yagyuu had started seeing each other more than a month ago.
"Wait... was I what happened?" he asked, body wanting to slow down, but Yagyuu's arm around him pushed him to keep going at a normal pace. He started wondering at the "gentlemanly" exterior of Yagyuu Hiroshi. Gentlemen didn't cheat in a relationship, did they?
"You were part of it," Yagyuu confirmed. "The other part I'd rather not talk about, if it's OK. Not right now, anyway."
"Yea," Oshitari nodded. He understood, right? Yagyuu wouldn't lie, though he apparently would keep secrets. Yagyuu had confused him time and again in their "relationship", but the way he was feeling now certainly was in a category of its own.
Yeap. OK so I decided against using Mizuki himself and used poor little Sushi instead. pets