7. Yamabuki tennis team. Prompt: ice cream

"Minami-kuuun!" Sengoku sang, bounding forward and throwing his arm around Minami's neck. "How's my favorite Jimi doing?"

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" Minami said, sighing as he shoved Sengoku off.

"Why is he your favorite?" Masami asked, pouting more than a bit exaggeratedly. "What am I?"

"Second favorite." Sengoku grinned, slapping Masami on the shoulder. Masami slouched and shot him a glare. "Anyway," Sengoku said, reaching behind himself and pulling Dan forward, "Dan-kun thinks we should get food. I told him Minami-buchou would treat." His grin widened.

"What?" Minami said, eyes wide. "I just bought new shoes, I can't treat you today! And stop using Dan-kun as an excuse to get free food!"

"It's okay, Minami-buchou! I don't really want food, desu. Sengoku-senpai is making things up, desu!" Dan exclaimed, pushing his headband out of his eyes.

"I want food," Muromachi said, leaning around Masami and pulling his sunglasses down over his nose to look at the others. He smirked. "Sengoku-senpai, how about you treat?"

Sengoku's eyes widened. "Why me?"

"Because if our buchou can't afford it today, then our fukubuchou should step up and help out, ne?"

"Alright, alright." Sengoku sighed, pulling out his wallet. "What should we get?"

"Burgers."

"Ramen."

Kita and Nitobe glared at each other.

"I'm not getting ramen with you ever again after last time, Nitobe-senpai," Kita said.

"Why not?" Nitobe asked, arching an eyebrow at his doubles partner.

"Because you put wasabi in my bowl!"

"That makes it better!" Nitobe exclaimed. "It's so bland without that extra kick to it."

Kita snorted and crossed his arms. "I refuse to get ramen."

"Well I don't want burgers!" Nitobe said. "And I'm the senpai, so what I say goes!"

Minami sighed, dragging a hand through his hair. Sengoku glanced at him, chuckling. "Ice cream it is!" he crowed, wrapping his arm around Dan's shoulder and steering him in the direction of the nearest ice cream shop.

"But…I'm lactose intolerant…" Masami said. He was ignored.

"Ice cream isn't food," Muromachi said, frowning. "It's not substantial at all. It's just empty calories."

"What was that?" Sengoku said, cupping his ear. "You're offering to pay? How nice!"

"Er." Muromachi laughed suddenly, holding his hand behind his head. "Ahaha, I mean – ice cream, yay! Eh-hehe…"

"I like ice cream, desu!" Dan said, smiling widely. "Thank you for treating, desu! Akutsu-senpai doesn't always treat when I go with him, desu."

"Akutsu?" Sengoku snorted. "I asked him if he wanted to come. That guy's so antisocial."

"I can call him, desu!"

"Ano, Sengoku-kun…" Minami said, tapping Sengoku on the shoulder.

"Yeah?"

Minami pointed behind their group. Sengoku followed his finger, and his eyes went wide.

"Er. Heeeey, Akutsu," he said, swallowing. "Fancy seeing you here!"

"Che," Akutsu said, shoving his hands into his pockets and looking away. "You think you losers could walk any fucking faster? You're in my way."

"Akutsu-senpai!" Dan cried, pushing through the rest of his team until he was beside the older boy. "You should come with us, desu!"

Akutsu started to sneer at him, but then he stopped and looked at Sengoku instead, and suddenly he was smirking. His eyes glinted. "Well, if Sengoku-fukubuchou is treating," he said slowly, smirk widening. "I'm not the kind of guy who turns away such nice generosity."

Sengoku's shoulders fell. Minami patted him on the back sympathetically.

"Um, still lactose intolerant," Masami spoke up again.

"We'll get you a cookie," Minami said, grinning.

"Do you think they'll have soy sauce wherever we're going?" Nitobe asked. "I usually bring some with me, but I left it at home today."

"I'm not sitting next to you," Kita said flatly.

"Man, all I wanted was some free food," Sengoku bemoaned, throwing his head back and sighing.

"One day I'll treat you, Sengoku-senpai!" Dan said cheerfully. "…But I have no money today, desu."

"I'm so fucking hungry all of a sudden," Akutsu said offhandedly. He was still smirking. Sengoku groaned.

"I still say ice cream isn't food," Muromachi muttered. At Sengoku's glare, he hastily added, "Not that I'm complaining or anything." Sengoku was still glaring, so he coughed and absently fiddled with his sunglasses.

"Oh wait." Nitobe pulled a soy sauce packet out of his pocket. "I forgot I grabbed some extras at lunch."

"…" said Kita.

"You are so fucking weird," Akutsu spat.

"Thank you, Akutsu-senpai!" Kita exclaimed. "Finally, someone who agrees with me!"

Akutsu frowned. "Did I say you could talk to me?"

"Er…"

"Okay!" Minami said quickly, stepping in front of Kita. "We're here!"

"Dang," Sengoku muttered.

"Yay, desu!"

"…I still think we should have gone for ramen."

FIN