Title: 21. the heart of a gypsy
Pairing/Character/s: Yuki/Machi, Nao, Kimi, Kakeru
Word Count: 531 words
Summary: Yuki meets a gypsy and gets his fortune told.
A/N: There is no point to this drabble. It's just because it fits the theme and I needed something to post this week. Also, I am most likely stereotyping gypsies as fortune tellers.
"Excuse me! You there; the gray-haired boy!"
Yuki knows he's the only gray haired boy in the entire country so he looks to his left, where an old woman has set up a fortune telling booth. He throws a glance at the school, mere blocks away, and turns back to the woman. "Good morning," he says good naturedly.
She waves him over, so excited that she almost knocks over the deck of tarot cards. As far as fortune tellers go, she looks as if she stepped out of movie stereotype. Her head is covered with a red floral scarf. Rings with chunky stones are on each gnarled finger.
Most impressively of all, the very next thing she says is, "I'm not a fortune teller. I'm a gypsy from Europe and I am psychic." Her dark red lips turn up into a wry smile when she sees his confusion. "I saw your future."
This is supposed to be thrilling but Yuki is skeptical. He knows what his real future will be. "Really? Could you tell me?" he responds blandly.
"You don't believe me."
"Uh-"
With a flourish the old woman begins chanting under her breath. "I see your future… You are standing next to your wife. I see you standing next to her as she signs her name. It's…. It's…" The gypsy's voice rises and Yuki finds that he is actually hanging on her every word. He knows his future will most likely not include a wife, but he is still hoping. "Sohma… Sohma… Sohma…"
"Machi," Yuki whispers, unaware of he is doing. It sounds perfect so he says it again. "Machi. Machi…"
"Sohma-kun, are you daydreaming?" Nao asks again. His voice is filled with uncontrollable glee. The Student Council President was daydreaming. It takes two whole seconds for Yuki to come back to reality. He taps his fingers on his wooden desk to make sure it is real.
"No, I was just thinking about whether we should buy or make the flowers for the graduation." His quick response surprises only him.
"But Machi has called your name three times," Kimi points out, elbowing Kakeru. "Kakeru, you don't think Yun-Yun is getting sick, do you?"
Yuki clears his throat loudly, forcing himself to look Machi in the eye. He settles for her eyebrow. "I'm sorry, could you repeat yourself, Kuragi-san?" The emphasis on her last name is lost on everyone but him. Kakeru and Kimi share a sidelong glance.
She looks at him as if she is trying to read his mind. That thought pulls him back into the daydream and makes his face heat up. "I'm getting drinks for everyone. Do you want anything, President?"
"Just a green tea, thank you!" He's accidentally looked into her eyes. Now he has an urge to laugh. Yuki holds a random piece of paper in front of his face so he doesn't have to look at anyone because he is rapidly losing his sanity. "Let's get back to the meeting, everyone!"
Another week passes before Yuki looks Machi in the eye again. He almost seems to be avoiding her, but whenever Kimi and Kakeru share a questioning look, they also share a confused shrug.
A/N: Sorry this one is kind of disappointing. Please tell me what you think of it though; I love to hear. Reminder: If you like these drabbles, please put this story on story alert! I update very randomly and also, when people put this story on alert, I am shamed into writing more.
There are only 8 drabbles left! Since this madness is ending, I have a question: What is your favorite drabble? I'll tell you guys my favorite pieces on the last chapter and that's pretty narcissistic so I'll also recommend some great fanfiction.
Stay tuned for next time. There's more crazy coming up. Yuki gives Machi a piggyback ride when she breaks her shoe. Some witty banter ensues. *Caution: Banter may not be witty.