Butterflies
Rin watched with a form of slight amusement as Nagisa chased a butterfly around the pool area of Iwotabi, yelling something about good luck and love.
It was too bad Haru wasn't here at the moment.
The swimmer was currently at a college interview. Rin had already gotten into a college, and it so happened to be the one that Haru had been asked to come into for a interview.
(In other words, Rin showed the administrators a video he took of Haru racing against Makoto during practice.)
Hopefully, he'd get in.
Honestly, Rin knew that Haru was perfectly capable of taking care of himself-after all, he had been living by himself since his second year of high school. But, Rin could't help but worry about his absent-minded boyfriend. Really, he'd probably end up on the train to the beach everyday if nobody made sure that he got off at the right stop on the train to school.
Ah, well.
Later, the iron gate creaked open, and it was about twenty-five minutes after one. Haru stepped into the pool area, his backpack slung over his left shoulder.
"Hey Haru-chan!" Nagisa came running up to Haru, tackling him, and somehow he managed to bring the black-haired swimmer down despite his tiny size, and they crashed into Rin, taking all of them into the pool. Rin was spluttering out water and Nagisa was laughing, and Haru, Haru was just floating around under the water, and Rin realized that Haru still had his swim suit underneath his pants.
Well, Haru would be Haru.
The two of them ended up floating side by side, and the butterfly-the stupid thing that Nagisa had been chasing that entire time landed on their intertwined hands.
Well, butterflies stand for love.
Maybe Nagisa was right.
Just that once.
Just that once.
Hello! I've decided to turn this into a collection of one-shots, due to some convincing from a friend.
Well.
Hello, my name is Rin.
No seriously, it is Rin.
But, this is my story, and well, welcome!
Hope to see you soon,
Rin, AKA, HuntingStarlight.