Dreams

I never really had a dream. Be a doctor? Hm, I don't know. What is a dream anyway? Is it different to an aim or a goal? My aim is to win for my partner. My goal was to be half of the best double team in Japan. My dream is…

I'm not writing my dream dreams here, thank you.

"The sky is like my hair, nya" Eiji smiled, leaning against Oishi's shoulder and sighing happily. "I like sunset, do you like sunset?"
"I prefer sunrise, myself." The two boys sat back. An arm around the other, gazes to the sky and toes dipping gently in the water below, Eiji and Oishi sat at Lover's Crossing.

They weren't together or anything, that would be gay, the bridge was just a very nice place to sit. A nice place to sit and ignore the stares.

They weren't gay!

They just held hands and embraced and kissed each other on the cheeks because they were very, very secure in themselves. They were just good friends who weren't afraid to be intimate with their affections. Just friends, nothing more.

At least, that was what Oishi told himself. He told himself day in, day out, until he was in the privacy of his own dreams. In his dreams there was nobody else, just him and Eiji, absolute privacy……to hold him, to kiss him, to whisper the words I've always so longed to say…

Oops. Oishi erased the entire paragraph, blushing furiously.

"Show me your writing? I wrote mine forever ago, nyaaa" the redhead snuggled into Oishi's arm, purring and beaming. Oishi looked back to his page.

No good, those shameful words wouldn't rub out properly.

"Aah…let me write a bit more"

"I wrote about smiling, you know" giggled Eiji, pushing Oishi's notebook out of the way to rest his head in his companion's lap (which was just another thing they did, they were totally not gay!!) "You make me smile, nya, you make me smile a lot, and I wrote about how we make cookies together and we play around with cookie dough and…" Eiji yawned "and…and I'm sleepy…"

"Then sleep" Oishi ruffled his partner's hair "I'm not going anywhere, go to sleep"

Within seconds, the shorter of the pair did just that.

It's hard to write with your best friend snoozing in your lap. Especially THERE in your lap. It's awkward and uncomfortable but comfortable and perfect and IT'S MAKING ME FEEL STRANGE.

Oh dear Oishi paused as Eiji, still asleep, wrapped his arms around his waist. Very oh dear. I can't write like this, I feel odd…

Eiji muttered and purred, smiling softly as he slept and nuzzling into Oishi's lap. The latter blushed deeply, biting back a mumble of…something.

I dream about a lot of things, about school, about homework, about vacations, about silly fantasies, clouds and new worlds and all that. But Eiji is always there, no matter what I dream. Be it a long, drawn out dream like an adventure, or a dream with less…structure… Oishi went red …there's always Eiji. Always, h

Eiji snuggled in again and shifted a little, causing Oishi to jolt and bite his lip incredibly hard to prevent himself from making any noise. By the time Oishi could think clearly again, his pencil was a good way down the river. He sighed and ruffled Eiji's hair, hoping he had a spare somewhere.

"Syuichiro…" Oishi paused as Eiji mumble something that could only be his name. The redhead shifted and muttered again "Syuichiro…"

"Eiji?"
"Mm…"

Oh dear. This was not going to end well if Oishi didn't do something.

"Wake up Eiji…" Oishi whispered, gently shaking his friend. Though it appeared fruitless at first, eventually the shorter boy's eyes fluttered open, his cheeks flushed a little.

"Oishi?" Eiji smiled, blushing faintly. "You woke me?"
"You were mumbling…"
"Oh…"

"My name"

Eiji stayed quiet and looked up at the sky, the darkness masking the blush across his cheeks. There was a long, uncomfortable silence between them.

Eiji whispered "The stars are beautiful"

"They are"

"Could just reach out and touch them…it's so clear tonight, like after the Nationals! It was lovely then, nya!"

Winning the Nationals felt like a dream, Eiji and I had reached our goal together after years of hard work, of teamwork. There was that insane party afterwards and after that…

Oishi blushed and sighed happily; it was like that night tonight. The sky a deep, endless indigo littered with glittering stars, a bright moon illuminating the pair…and Eiji.

Eiji

He was pale, almost white from the moonlight, his blue eyes twinkling happily with the stars. He looked gorgeous. Just like then, too. Just like he had when they were walking home together and they sat on this bridge and…

Oishi slapped himself before his thoughts went any further on.

"I like it here, nya…it's always so pretty, no matter what time of day. It's so calm and nice and you're here, that's nice, nya" Eiji sat up and leaned against Oishi's shoulder again. "It's always nice with you, nya. Always be here"

"I will…"

The acrobat giggled when he noticed Oishi's notebook sat beside them, no pencil in sight. "Nyaaa, you dropped the pencil in the river, silly!" he pulled a little of his friend's fringe playfully "Silly, silly Oishi. Fujiko says Rikkaidai are doing this writing thingy too, he's writing a list of everyone he knows who drew the word love"

Trust Fuji to do a weird thing like that. "So who has it, then?"

"Nyaaa…" Eiji began to count on his fingers "Atobe from Hyoutei, Sanada from Rikkai, Kamio from Fudomine, Dan in Yamabuki-"

"What about in Seigaku?"

"He doesn't know, though he reckons Inui-kun has it. He said his word was gonna be a toughie!"

Oishi thought for a minute. "Yes, but Buchou isn't one to show how he feels about anything, so for all anyone knows he has it. Or Echizen"

"I've seen Echizen's, nya, he got loneliness. I know Fujiko's and he doesn't have it- oh! Number five; Yuuta-kun has it too!" Eiji giggled "Imagine him!"

"You told me yours, so Momo-kun, Taka-san, Buchou, Inui-kun or Kaidoh-kun could have it."

"And you" the redhead prodded Oishi "You could have 'love' too"

"I don't"

"I do"

"You just said you didn't!" Oishi blinked, noticing a blush on Eiji's face.

"Not the word…the…um…" at a loss for what to say, Eiji kissed Oishi's cheek quickly and shuffled along the bridge, looking down into the water shamefully.

My dreams…my dream is…

Oishi smiled warmly and took Eiji's wrist, pulling him into a hug. With a few whispered words and loving snuggles, the pair kissed softly. An arm around the other, gazes to the sky and toes dipping gently into the water below, Eiji and Oishi sat at Lover's Crossing.

My dream is to be by Eiji's side forever.