HYD Drabbles C.8: Public Transportation

Pairing/Main Focus: TsukushiTsukasa

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Tsukasa hated, hated, hated the public transportation system. The bus, in particular, was the bane of his life. Uncomfortable plastic butt-shaped seats, unsanitary safety bars, and the expectation for him to manually express his desire to disembark- it was absolutely insane. He just couldn't understand the motives of the thousands who rode every day. Why volunteer yourself for such pain?

Plus, the people- all the weirdos looking at him as if he were the most disgusting creature on earth… As if they had the right to say anything. The old hag to his left, the one with the lazy eye that unnervingly seemed to always be watching him. The respectable, well-dressed businessman reading a teeny-bopper fashion magazine in the far corner of the vehicle. Even the college kid right across of him, proudly picking at the strap of his very un-masculine "mandals"- all these characters drove Tsukasa absolutely insane.

Why, then, did he even bother? He certainly didn't need to save the money, nor did he really care about saving the earth. So why?

Knowing Tsukasa, it was to make a point. To make good on a challenge, particularly one issued by long-term girlfriend Makino Tsukushi. Just a week ago, the two of them were bickering pettily, as usual. Makino voiced her opinion of his total "rich boy incompetence." Tsukasa, of course, callously had to defend himself ("I can do anything you can, wench!"). To this, Makino simply told him to utilize the bus system the next time he came to see her. Stubborn as ever, he gladly agreed to the challenge.

Tsukasa understood the basics of catching the bus- who didn't? He did not, however, realize the complications that arose with the need to transfer. Luckily, the Domyoji henchmen were always around. Two urgent cell phone calls later, Tsukasa found himself on the right bus headed home.

"Next stop is…" Tsukasa perked up eagerly. Next stop was to Makino's complex- thank God. Tsukasa sighed heavily, raising a calloused hand to massage his temples. Was this even worth it? Just to make a single stupid point?

As Tsukasa stepped off the dusty steps down, he immediately caught the worried eyes of poor-girl Makino. With a cocky smile, an arrogant tilt of the head, he decided.

"Where were you?" Makino cried, approaching the broad figure. "You were supposed to be here two hours ago! I was waiting for you all morning! Why didn't you answer my calls? Did you get off at the wrong stop? I can't believe I trusted you, alone, on the bus… What was I thinking?"

Tsukasa didn't answer her, just leaned down to silence her worries with a kiss.

Obviously, it was well worth the effort.