Fic: Passing Notes
Title: Passing Notes
Author: fairymage
Rating: G
Community: 30_kisses
Theme: #2-news, letter; #13-excessive chain
Fandom: Card Captor Sakura
Pairing: Fujitaka/Nadeshiko
Football Game
The teachers continued to win their games at an astounding rate. The first few had been like the opening game, with a low score and the teachers adapting to suppressing the number of student goals as opposed to scoring many of their own. After a while, the faculty had convinced Fujitaka to take to practicing with Yoshizawa-sensei in his spare time. The two had improved rapidly, Fujitaka in understanding of the game and Yoshizawa-sensei in speed.
Once they’d paired up, Jiro liked to joke, the students didn’t stand a chance.
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Unfortunately, the students were competitive and absolutely hated being beaten by the teachers for so long.
The game had been dragging on, waiting for time to run out, both teams essentially at a stalemate. After the initial burst by the teachers, the students had come back with a fierce desire to stem the tide, and now neither team had scored for over twenty minutes.
Exhausted, Fujitaka collapsed on the teachers’ bench. While to him the game was all in fun, and he enjoyed watching the students exert themselves so much to beat their teachers, he knew it was a point of pride with the teachers that they win. Yoshizawa-sensei, Jiro, and a history teacher named Kato-sensei were huddled together, talking in quiet tones, most likely devising a new strategy to ensure their victory.
Kato-sensei approached him and sat down on the bench beside him, offering him a water bottle. He shook his head and she popped it open, taking a generous gulp.
“So, you ready to go back out there?”
He nodded, glancing back over at the students.
“All right. Drink some water, though. We’ll be waiting.”
He watched her go for a second, then reached into his bag for the second bottle of water he’d brought. To his surprise, he found a folded piece of paper resting delicately on the edge of the bottle. Curious, he lifted it and unfolded it with one hand as he opened his water with the other.
Good luck, Kinomoto-sensei!
After a moment he regained himself enough to look around the field, wondering who might have left him the note.
He should have known. She was standing on the opposite side of the field, with her fellow classmates, but she was watching him with curiosity in her eyes. When their gazes finally met, she noticed the slip of paper in his hand, and smiled. Then she abruptly turned away and began fawning over her cousin again, toweling her forehead and offering to refill her water bottle.
He found himself smiling as he returned the letter and water to his bag. He felt plenty rested to rejoin the others on the football field.
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“I can’t believe they beat us! I was sure that after the break they wouldn’t have nearly as much energy as we did… Kinomoto-sensei just… ARGH!” Sonomi ranted the next day on their way to class, Nadeshiko listening and nodding but saying very little.
“Next time,” Sonomi vowed, eyes burning, “we will crush them.”
Nadeshiko laughed. “Don’t you think crush is overdoing it a bit?”
“No!” Sonomi scowled. “We haven’t lost this many games in… goodness knows how long. We have to show the teachers that we won’t let them dominate us like this!” Battle look in her eyes, she paused dramatically in the hallway, slamming one fist against the other open palm.
“Come, Sonomi-chan,” Nadeshiko murmured soothingly, putting a hand on her cousin’s forearm and attempting to draw her away. “We’ll be late for class if we don’t start going.”
Nodding vigorously, completely focused and pumped up, Sonomi strode authoritatively down the hall, Nadeshiko following, fighting the urge to giggle. They were nearly at Sonomi’s classroom when the teacher next door stepped out into the hallway to check for late students before closing the door-right in Sonomi’s path.
They collided with a painful thunk, and a wide-eyed Nadeshiko wasn’t sure which one’s status to check first.
She opted for her cousin, who’d been knocked backward and to the floor, wincing and rubbing her backside.
“Oh no! Are you all right?” Kinomoto-sensei asked, all genuine worry, crouching and extending a hand towards Sonomi.
Sonomi almost reached for the proffered hand before coming to her senses, glaring and snapping, “Fine, thank you.” She scrambled to her feet on her own, using the floor and Nadeshiko as support. In her effort to maintain her dignity, she failed to note the amused glances her cousin was sending the teacher.
Brushing herself off and grabbing her bag, she stalked off to her classroom, just beyond Kinomoto-sensei’s, entering with a loud crash as the door slid open and then closed. She assumed that Nadeshiko was off to her own classroom, but her cousin was still standing in the hallway, lips twitching as she and Kinomoto-sensei locked gazes.
“Um… about yesterday…” he began awkwardly, moving back towards his door and lowering his voice so his class couldn’t hear.
She put a finger to his lips, indicating his requested silence, and held out another slip of folded stationery paper. Bemused, he took the letter from her fingers, and she skipped off with a bright smile.
Before returning to his class, he quickly unfolded it and read:
You’re welcome~ It was a very exciting game.
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Sonomi was chattering away to her cousin about the latest gossip, what they were going to do during the upcoming weekend, what she’d covered in class, the stupid things people had said, as they approached their lockers after school. Sonomi’s was on the other side of Nadeshiko’s, so she didn’t see the paper wedged in the door of Nadeshiko’s locker.
Wondering if anyone else had seen-because it would be so much more exciting if no one had, it would be her secret-she slipped the folded note into the front of her literature textbook.
Then she opened her locker, removed and exchanged items for those in her bookbag, and skipped around to the other side to join Sonomi for the walk home.
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Author: fairymage
Rating: G
Community: 30_kisses
Theme: #2-news, letter; #13-excessive chain
Fandom: Card Captor Sakura
Pairing: Fujitaka/Nadeshiko
Football Game
The teachers continued to win their games at an astounding rate. The first few had been like the opening game, with a low score and the teachers adapting to suppressing the number of student goals as opposed to scoring many of their own. After a while, the faculty had convinced Fujitaka to take to practicing with Yoshizawa-sensei in his spare time. The two had improved rapidly, Fujitaka in understanding of the game and Yoshizawa-sensei in speed.
Once they’d paired up, Jiro liked to joke, the students didn’t stand a chance.
-----
Unfortunately, the students were competitive and absolutely hated being beaten by the teachers for so long.
The game had been dragging on, waiting for time to run out, both teams essentially at a stalemate. After the initial burst by the teachers, the students had come back with a fierce desire to stem the tide, and now neither team had scored for over twenty minutes.
Exhausted, Fujitaka collapsed on the teachers’ bench. While to him the game was all in fun, and he enjoyed watching the students exert themselves so much to beat their teachers, he knew it was a point of pride with the teachers that they win. Yoshizawa-sensei, Jiro, and a history teacher named Kato-sensei were huddled together, talking in quiet tones, most likely devising a new strategy to ensure their victory.
Kato-sensei approached him and sat down on the bench beside him, offering him a water bottle. He shook his head and she popped it open, taking a generous gulp.
“So, you ready to go back out there?”
He nodded, glancing back over at the students.
“All right. Drink some water, though. We’ll be waiting.”
He watched her go for a second, then reached into his bag for the second bottle of water he’d brought. To his surprise, he found a folded piece of paper resting delicately on the edge of the bottle. Curious, he lifted it and unfolded it with one hand as he opened his water with the other.
Good luck, Kinomoto-sensei!
After a moment he regained himself enough to look around the field, wondering who might have left him the note.
He should have known. She was standing on the opposite side of the field, with her fellow classmates, but she was watching him with curiosity in her eyes. When their gazes finally met, she noticed the slip of paper in his hand, and smiled. Then she abruptly turned away and began fawning over her cousin again, toweling her forehead and offering to refill her water bottle.
He found himself smiling as he returned the letter and water to his bag. He felt plenty rested to rejoin the others on the football field.
-----
“I can’t believe they beat us! I was sure that after the break they wouldn’t have nearly as much energy as we did… Kinomoto-sensei just… ARGH!” Sonomi ranted the next day on their way to class, Nadeshiko listening and nodding but saying very little.
“Next time,” Sonomi vowed, eyes burning, “we will crush them.”
Nadeshiko laughed. “Don’t you think crush is overdoing it a bit?”
“No!” Sonomi scowled. “We haven’t lost this many games in… goodness knows how long. We have to show the teachers that we won’t let them dominate us like this!” Battle look in her eyes, she paused dramatically in the hallway, slamming one fist against the other open palm.
“Come, Sonomi-chan,” Nadeshiko murmured soothingly, putting a hand on her cousin’s forearm and attempting to draw her away. “We’ll be late for class if we don’t start going.”
Nodding vigorously, completely focused and pumped up, Sonomi strode authoritatively down the hall, Nadeshiko following, fighting the urge to giggle. They were nearly at Sonomi’s classroom when the teacher next door stepped out into the hallway to check for late students before closing the door-right in Sonomi’s path.
They collided with a painful thunk, and a wide-eyed Nadeshiko wasn’t sure which one’s status to check first.
She opted for her cousin, who’d been knocked backward and to the floor, wincing and rubbing her backside.
“Oh no! Are you all right?” Kinomoto-sensei asked, all genuine worry, crouching and extending a hand towards Sonomi.
Sonomi almost reached for the proffered hand before coming to her senses, glaring and snapping, “Fine, thank you.” She scrambled to her feet on her own, using the floor and Nadeshiko as support. In her effort to maintain her dignity, she failed to note the amused glances her cousin was sending the teacher.
Brushing herself off and grabbing her bag, she stalked off to her classroom, just beyond Kinomoto-sensei’s, entering with a loud crash as the door slid open and then closed. She assumed that Nadeshiko was off to her own classroom, but her cousin was still standing in the hallway, lips twitching as she and Kinomoto-sensei locked gazes.
“Um… about yesterday…” he began awkwardly, moving back towards his door and lowering his voice so his class couldn’t hear.
She put a finger to his lips, indicating his requested silence, and held out another slip of folded stationery paper. Bemused, he took the letter from her fingers, and she skipped off with a bright smile.
Before returning to his class, he quickly unfolded it and read:
You’re welcome~ It was a very exciting game.
-----
Sonomi was chattering away to her cousin about the latest gossip, what they were going to do during the upcoming weekend, what she’d covered in class, the stupid things people had said, as they approached their lockers after school. Sonomi’s was on the other side of Nadeshiko’s, so she didn’t see the paper wedged in the door of Nadeshiko’s locker.
Wondering if anyone else had seen-because it would be so much more exciting if no one had, it would be her secret-she slipped the folded note into the front of her literature textbook.
Then she opened her locker, removed and exchanged items for those in her bookbag, and skipped around to the other side to join Sonomi for the walk home.
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