Title: Silver
date written: 10-23-06
Pairings: Oshitari/Gakuto
The world was rimmed in silver.
Yuushi liked it that way. He couldn't remember when he started wearing glasses, but he suspected that it was around the time he had transferred to Hyoutei. It made sense; the idea of recreating his image in a new place was always appealing. Of course, Yuushi hadn't really changed at all, not really, he had just started wearing glasses. Everything else about him stayed the same, but somehow as the months went by he began to feel that, even if he didn't need them, the glasses had somehow become a part of him.
The first time Gakuto stole them, he had felt almost afraid. He didn't want people to know they weren't real because then he would have to stop wearing them, or risk the ridicule that was sure to follow.
This was back when he had Gakuto had just started playing doubles together. They weren't very close then, both still trying to figure the other out. When Gakuto brought the glasses up to his own eyes, Yuushi began to dread the question he knew was coming.
"Ne, Oshitari?" he could hear the confusion in his partner's voice. The redhead took the glasses off and stared at them blankly. "They don't do anything. Why the hell would you want to wear fake glasses? There's no point!"
"There is a point," Yuushi said, reaching for the object of discussion only to have his partner pull them back again.
"But they get in the way, don't they?" Gakuto continued to examine the useless glasses as he spoke, "and if you don't need them, you shouldn't bother."
Yuushi sighed. Gakuto was right, of course, there wasn't a reason to wear them, not a good one. Simply replying the he liked the world better with his glasses on would sound strange, maybe a little insane, although it was the truth.
"Perhaps," he replied, and he sounded a little forlorn even to his own ears. "Now that I've been found out, I suppose I shall stop wearing them."
Gakuto looked at him then, for the first time since the glasses had come off, and his eyes went wide. For a long moment, nothing happened. Then Gakuto shook himself out of whatever trance he had been in and shook his head.
"No," he said, shoving the glasses at his partner and turning away, "put 'em back on. I won't tell anybody."
Yuushi had blinked, wondering at the time if his imagination was acting up or if the light pink of a blush over Gakuto's cheeks had really been there.
Yuushi adjusted his glasses, smiling slightly at the memory. Of course, he knew the answer now.
"Yuushi! There you are," Gakuto plopped down on the grass next to the tensai. "I've been looking everywhere for you. What are you doing?"
"Nothing really, Gakuto," he said as the smaller boy wrapped an arm around his waist. "Just looking at the sky."
Gakuto glanced up while Yuushi put his own arm around the redhead's shoulders and drew them closer together.
"It's not going to rain is it? 'Cause that would suck. We have a new formation we're supposed to be doing at practice today."
"No," he looked up at the drifts of fluffy cumulus as the two of them lay back on the grass, "no, I don't think it will rain."
They stayed that way for the rest of their lunch period. Gakuto rambled on about new doubles formations and their chance to finally pay back Shishido and Ohtori for the embarrassing defeat they had suffered at their hands, his partner adding a random comment every now and again. For the most part, however, Yuushi was content to simply watch the sky, hold his partner close, and marvel at the way the frames of his glasses lent every cloud a silver lining.