Arashi - AU - Thank You for the Rain - 8/30
Title: Thank You for the Rain
Chapter: 8/30
Fandom: Arashi
Pairing: several
Word count: 1510
Notes: ugh, writer's block. D: But, okay, here you go windrette. XD; and thanks adronicus ♥ (I have unexpected difficulties in keeping calling him Satoshi. So if there's inconsistencies, just tell me. XD;;)
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08. Ohno: Mist and spiderwebs
After the rainstorm the morning was cool, fragile and transparent. When Satoshi woke up and saw the view out of his window, he hoped that today would be a good day.
The scenery along his usual route to school looked like it had been painted with watercolours, the mist blurring everything around him. It felt like he was the only person in the whole world. Maybe, when he would arrive at school, he would find it deserted. Only his own footsteps would echo around the hallways and the light would come through the windows like he had never seen it before, clear and cold and silver, like spiderwebs in places where people hadn’t lived in years.
Maybe it would be like that, to be the only person in the world. Just delicate moments and opportunities to see the real beauty of the world. He was already lonely, what would actually change? At least he wouldn’t have to be scared anymore.
The mist was getting on his skin, forming a cold veil, biting at his cheeks and getting into his hair, the moisture curling it annoyingly over his eyes.
But there wouldn’t be moments like this. No surprises that were suddenly calling his name in the middle of the misty morning.
“Ohno! Ohno!”
It was Sho, he could recognize the voice easily. He stopped to wait and soon Sho appeared, panting slightly, but grinning and full of energy. Sho’s breath was coming out in clouds that quickly evaporated in the air. It was getting warmer by the minute, the sun was slowly cutting through the mist, making the day more and more real.
Satoshi didn’t understand where all Sho’s energy was coming from. Sho seemed to be already completely awake even this early in the morning.
“Good morning!” Sho said.
“Good morning.” Satoshi didn’t know what to say. Why was Sho there, alone, instead of somewhere else with his friends?
“I’m so glad I caught up with you. I had a really weird day yesterday. It’s nice to see someone friendly.”
Satoshi frowned. “What happened yesterday?” he asked.
“Well, after you left, I ran into this really annoying guy in the train. We got into a fight there, in the middle of the packed train car! Can you believe it?”
“A fight?” Satoshi was amazed. Someone actually wanted to fight with Sho? What kind of a fight had it been? Satoshi imagined a fist fight in a train car, though he hoped it hadn’t been anything like that.
“We were almost yelling. When I realized it, I felt so ashamed.” Sho laughed, not really looking at all ashamed or annoyed about it.
What was going on?
“He was from our school too. A new student. Pretty interesting guy, but annoying as hell. I don’t know what’s his problem. He said to my face that he didn’t like me.” Sho grinned again.
“So... What were you fighting about?” Satoshi asked.
“Ah, nothing really important,” Sho shrugged, looking a bit uncomfortable. “He was just really stubborn. I’m going to prove that he was wrong, though.”
“Okay...”
They walked slowly towards the school, side by side. Satoshi wondered if it would be like this from now on, if Sho had suddenly decided to become friends with him. It was weird. After almost three years of not even talking more than the occasional greeting, he had been suddenly sucked into Sho’s world. Before, Sho had alwasy been nice to him and helped him, but never really giving the impression of actually wanting to be friends with him.
What had changed yesterday in Sho’s world that had allowed this to happen? It had been so sudden, at least to Satoshi, that he couldn’t help but feel concerned that it could change back just as quickly, leaving him alone again.
The sudden silence shook him out of his thoughts. He looked at Sho, who had stopped talking and was looking thoughtful. Something was bothering him, it was clear. Satoshi wondered if he should ask about it, but decided against it. If Sho wanted to tell, he would listen, but he really didn’t have any right to get nosy.
They walked the rest of the way to school in silence.
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Even if he was avoiding Sho a little, it didn’t mean that he didn’t want to spend his time with him. He liked Sho and liked hanging out with him, even if they still had more awkward silences than natural conversation. But Satoshi needed some time to himself. Constantly being around other people tired him, even if Sho was really nice. It was just that... after the morning, Sho didn’t seem to be able to keep quiet for very long. Long silences made him uncomfortable, it was easy to see.
That’s why he had snuck out of the classroom before Sho could get to him. It was actually sunny outside, warm enough for him to go to sit in the sun and sketch. Most of the other students preferred the warmth of the cafeteria or their classrooms, but Satoshi didn’t mind the crispy autumn wind. It was peaceful and the world still retained some of the glimmering morning in the trees and the grass.
Well... The world had been peaceful for a while.
“Aiba! Catch!” Satoshi heard someone yelling behind his back. He didn’t bother turning, there was a line in his drawing that refused to curve the right way.
“Wait! Nino! Ouch!” Someone else exclaimed right before Satoshi felt something wet against his cheek and hands.
“Orange juice...” Satoshi thought, somewhat detached, his mind still on the drawing. He always got so immersed in what he was doing that he needed some time to adjust.
The drawing...
“Augh! My sketchbook! Orange juice!” Satoshi exclaimed and jumped up. He waved the sketchbook frantically around, trying to shake away the juice that hadn’t yet seeped into the pages.
”Aiba! You idiot! I told you to catch!”
“Why did you have to throw it so fast?” the one called Aiba protested and turned to Satoshi, looking apologetic. “Sorry. Really sorry. Nino is so reckless. Did we ruin your sketchbook?”
Satoshi regarded his soaked sketchbook and shrugged. “It’s okay. I’ll just let it dry for a while. I don’t think it’s ruined.”
The other boy, Nino, walked to them. “You’re so clumsy. You should...” Nino stopped in the middle of his sentence and looked at Satoshi. “You have orange juice all over your face,” he said, blinking and trying to keep himself from smiling. But Satoshi could tell. Nino was clearly amused at the situation. His eyes were dancing and glimmering. “Here,” Nino said, offering him a paper napkin. Satoshi took it and wiped his face.
When he was finished, he noticed that Nino had picked his sketchbook up and was carefully leafing through the soaked pages.
“You’re good. Sorry about the juice. I’ll buy you a new sketchbook. Damn, I hope I didn’t ruin any of your drawings.”
“It’s... um, it’s okay. They’re just doodles that I drew during class anyway.” Satoshi still felt sticky from the juice and the boy looking at his drawings was making him nervous.
“Oh?” Nino raised his eyebrows. “But I’ll still get you a new one. What’s your name?”
“O-ohno Satoshi.” Satoshi rubbed his neck, embarrassed, wishing that Nino would stop looking at his doodles. “Thanks. You don’t have to, though.”
“I want to.” Nino’s smiled widely.
He should have been angry or near tears over his sketchbook and all those drawings in it that were ruined because of the juice, but he wasn’t. He really wasn’t.
“My name is Ninomiya Kazunari and the clumsy idiot is Aiba Masaki.”
“Oi! When are you going to stop calling me an idiot?” Aiba demanded. “You’ve been at it the whole morning. It’s annoying.”
“How about never?” Nino answered, flashing another smile.
These two were sparkling, so bright that Satoshi wanted to squint like when looking towards the sun. Maybe it was the fault of the day that turned everything beautiful, casting a glow on them that didn’t really tell anything about the two boys, but Satoshi still couldn’t look away. Nino had long hair and it was wavy, curling from the ends, making him look mischievous but friendly and somehow delicate. He was so alien to Satoshi, who had never even thought of talking to his friends like that, calling them idiots with so much love that no one could get offended.
Aiba was smiling.
“Want to eat lunch with us?” Nino asked. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t have any food with you. Aiba’s mom always packs too much for him and I have my own. We can share.”
Well... It wasn’t like he was able to draw anything now anyway.
“Sure.”
Satoshi didn’t know if he was making the right decision. These people would probably find him boring after a while. He didn’t think there was anything he could give to them. But they were loud and whimsical and fun and Satoshi quickly found out that they didn’t even want anything from him.
Chapter: 8/30
Fandom: Arashi
Pairing: several
Word count: 1510
Notes: ugh, writer's block. D: But, okay, here you go windrette. XD; and thanks adronicus ♥ (I have unexpected difficulties in keeping calling him Satoshi. So if there's inconsistencies, just tell me. XD;;)
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08. Ohno: Mist and spiderwebs
After the rainstorm the morning was cool, fragile and transparent. When Satoshi woke up and saw the view out of his window, he hoped that today would be a good day.
The scenery along his usual route to school looked like it had been painted with watercolours, the mist blurring everything around him. It felt like he was the only person in the whole world. Maybe, when he would arrive at school, he would find it deserted. Only his own footsteps would echo around the hallways and the light would come through the windows like he had never seen it before, clear and cold and silver, like spiderwebs in places where people hadn’t lived in years.
Maybe it would be like that, to be the only person in the world. Just delicate moments and opportunities to see the real beauty of the world. He was already lonely, what would actually change? At least he wouldn’t have to be scared anymore.
The mist was getting on his skin, forming a cold veil, biting at his cheeks and getting into his hair, the moisture curling it annoyingly over his eyes.
But there wouldn’t be moments like this. No surprises that were suddenly calling his name in the middle of the misty morning.
“Ohno! Ohno!”
It was Sho, he could recognize the voice easily. He stopped to wait and soon Sho appeared, panting slightly, but grinning and full of energy. Sho’s breath was coming out in clouds that quickly evaporated in the air. It was getting warmer by the minute, the sun was slowly cutting through the mist, making the day more and more real.
Satoshi didn’t understand where all Sho’s energy was coming from. Sho seemed to be already completely awake even this early in the morning.
“Good morning!” Sho said.
“Good morning.” Satoshi didn’t know what to say. Why was Sho there, alone, instead of somewhere else with his friends?
“I’m so glad I caught up with you. I had a really weird day yesterday. It’s nice to see someone friendly.”
Satoshi frowned. “What happened yesterday?” he asked.
“Well, after you left, I ran into this really annoying guy in the train. We got into a fight there, in the middle of the packed train car! Can you believe it?”
“A fight?” Satoshi was amazed. Someone actually wanted to fight with Sho? What kind of a fight had it been? Satoshi imagined a fist fight in a train car, though he hoped it hadn’t been anything like that.
“We were almost yelling. When I realized it, I felt so ashamed.” Sho laughed, not really looking at all ashamed or annoyed about it.
What was going on?
“He was from our school too. A new student. Pretty interesting guy, but annoying as hell. I don’t know what’s his problem. He said to my face that he didn’t like me.” Sho grinned again.
“So... What were you fighting about?” Satoshi asked.
“Ah, nothing really important,” Sho shrugged, looking a bit uncomfortable. “He was just really stubborn. I’m going to prove that he was wrong, though.”
“Okay...”
They walked slowly towards the school, side by side. Satoshi wondered if it would be like this from now on, if Sho had suddenly decided to become friends with him. It was weird. After almost three years of not even talking more than the occasional greeting, he had been suddenly sucked into Sho’s world. Before, Sho had alwasy been nice to him and helped him, but never really giving the impression of actually wanting to be friends with him.
What had changed yesterday in Sho’s world that had allowed this to happen? It had been so sudden, at least to Satoshi, that he couldn’t help but feel concerned that it could change back just as quickly, leaving him alone again.
The sudden silence shook him out of his thoughts. He looked at Sho, who had stopped talking and was looking thoughtful. Something was bothering him, it was clear. Satoshi wondered if he should ask about it, but decided against it. If Sho wanted to tell, he would listen, but he really didn’t have any right to get nosy.
They walked the rest of the way to school in silence.
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Even if he was avoiding Sho a little, it didn’t mean that he didn’t want to spend his time with him. He liked Sho and liked hanging out with him, even if they still had more awkward silences than natural conversation. But Satoshi needed some time to himself. Constantly being around other people tired him, even if Sho was really nice. It was just that... after the morning, Sho didn’t seem to be able to keep quiet for very long. Long silences made him uncomfortable, it was easy to see.
That’s why he had snuck out of the classroom before Sho could get to him. It was actually sunny outside, warm enough for him to go to sit in the sun and sketch. Most of the other students preferred the warmth of the cafeteria or their classrooms, but Satoshi didn’t mind the crispy autumn wind. It was peaceful and the world still retained some of the glimmering morning in the trees and the grass.
Well... The world had been peaceful for a while.
“Aiba! Catch!” Satoshi heard someone yelling behind his back. He didn’t bother turning, there was a line in his drawing that refused to curve the right way.
“Wait! Nino! Ouch!” Someone else exclaimed right before Satoshi felt something wet against his cheek and hands.
“Orange juice...” Satoshi thought, somewhat detached, his mind still on the drawing. He always got so immersed in what he was doing that he needed some time to adjust.
The drawing...
“Augh! My sketchbook! Orange juice!” Satoshi exclaimed and jumped up. He waved the sketchbook frantically around, trying to shake away the juice that hadn’t yet seeped into the pages.
”Aiba! You idiot! I told you to catch!”
“Why did you have to throw it so fast?” the one called Aiba protested and turned to Satoshi, looking apologetic. “Sorry. Really sorry. Nino is so reckless. Did we ruin your sketchbook?”
Satoshi regarded his soaked sketchbook and shrugged. “It’s okay. I’ll just let it dry for a while. I don’t think it’s ruined.”
The other boy, Nino, walked to them. “You’re so clumsy. You should...” Nino stopped in the middle of his sentence and looked at Satoshi. “You have orange juice all over your face,” he said, blinking and trying to keep himself from smiling. But Satoshi could tell. Nino was clearly amused at the situation. His eyes were dancing and glimmering. “Here,” Nino said, offering him a paper napkin. Satoshi took it and wiped his face.
When he was finished, he noticed that Nino had picked his sketchbook up and was carefully leafing through the soaked pages.
“You’re good. Sorry about the juice. I’ll buy you a new sketchbook. Damn, I hope I didn’t ruin any of your drawings.”
“It’s... um, it’s okay. They’re just doodles that I drew during class anyway.” Satoshi still felt sticky from the juice and the boy looking at his drawings was making him nervous.
“Oh?” Nino raised his eyebrows. “But I’ll still get you a new one. What’s your name?”
“O-ohno Satoshi.” Satoshi rubbed his neck, embarrassed, wishing that Nino would stop looking at his doodles. “Thanks. You don’t have to, though.”
“I want to.” Nino’s smiled widely.
He should have been angry or near tears over his sketchbook and all those drawings in it that were ruined because of the juice, but he wasn’t. He really wasn’t.
“My name is Ninomiya Kazunari and the clumsy idiot is Aiba Masaki.”
“Oi! When are you going to stop calling me an idiot?” Aiba demanded. “You’ve been at it the whole morning. It’s annoying.”
“How about never?” Nino answered, flashing another smile.
These two were sparkling, so bright that Satoshi wanted to squint like when looking towards the sun. Maybe it was the fault of the day that turned everything beautiful, casting a glow on them that didn’t really tell anything about the two boys, but Satoshi still couldn’t look away. Nino had long hair and it was wavy, curling from the ends, making him look mischievous but friendly and somehow delicate. He was so alien to Satoshi, who had never even thought of talking to his friends like that, calling them idiots with so much love that no one could get offended.
Aiba was smiling.
“Want to eat lunch with us?” Nino asked. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t have any food with you. Aiba’s mom always packs too much for him and I have my own. We can share.”
Well... It wasn’t like he was able to draw anything now anyway.
“Sure.”
Satoshi didn’t know if he was making the right decision. These people would probably find him boring after a while. He didn’t think there was anything he could give to them. But they were loud and whimsical and fun and Satoshi quickly found out that they didn’t even want anything from him.