my first date/kama fanfic! yay XD
english class is boring, i swear. and so i made this. yes, a date/kama fic. actually, my teacher kinda went "...what's this?" when she caught me writing and dared to read it XD
title: Iru Kara ~because there's you~
author: akirasama
pairing: Date Kouji/Kamakari Kenta
rating: G
warning: worksafe
enjoy? :3
Iru Kara
~because there’s you~
“Without Shirota-san and the others, it wouldn’t be the same, ne,” Date Kouji said to his doubles partner on stage, Kamakari Kenta, right after they ordered two parfaits at a new café near Kenta’s apartment, which was recommended by Takuya for some reason. Saturdays had always been their hang-out day, whether they went to the movies together, eat lunch together, or just visit each other’s house and chat about things.
“You know what?” He played with the tissue in front of him and smirked. “That is so true. It wouldn’t be the same without Shirota and all of his crazy-sparky-weirdy-things, would it? And Araki and well, you know those kinda things he’s done. And-” Kenta’s words were politely interrupted when the waitress walked to them and said “sorry to keep you waiting!” and put the chocolate and strawberry parfaits on the table. Kenta whistled. “That was fast.”
Kouji chuckled. “It was, wasn’t it?”
“Oh, remember when we were rehearsing for that Hyoutei vs Seigaku battle?” Kenta took a spoon of his strawberry parfait. “When Yanagi went ‘Oh my God Daniel NO!!’, boy, it was totally a crack!”
The younger boy nodded. “Right! You couldn’t stop laughing ne, Kenta-kun? You needed two glasses of water before you finally stopped!”
“Now, now, don’t say that Kouji,” Kenta chuckled. “I remember Ueshima-sensei was staring at me all along after that... Aah, how embarrassing~” he said as he scratched his head with a slight blush blooming on his face. Kouji smiled secretly upon seeing the older boy’s blush.
“I was worried you’d die from laughing.”
“Aah! Don’t say that!” he poked Kouji’s arm slowly. “Actually, I was too.”
He just laughed. And when finally he stopped (which only took him five seconds), he said, “Speaking of that rehearsal... Remember Aiba-san were imitating you-err-Shishido-san?”
“That actually made me think, ‘Was I really like that?’,” he spoke up with a grin cracking. “Oh yeah, come to think of it, Aiba-chan didn’t graduate right?” he asked with a sudden change of atmosphere, smiling warmly, eyes staring at the horizon as he looked past to the past. “At least he’s still with us, I’d miss his spazzy-weirdo personality if he’s graduating. I think I saw him practicing jan-ken-pon with the new casts yesterday. It seems like he still wants to beat the unbeatable me!”
“I beat you,” Kouji said coldly with an emphasis. For some reason, he did not like the look on Kenta’s face when he talked about Aiba-san, especially the smile. Kenta raised an eyebrow and was about to say something, but kept silent instead.
No one said anything until they finished their parfaits.
Feeling uncomfortably uncomfortable by the silence, Kenta finally spoke up, “Things would change...”
Kouji’s eyes became softer by then, as if he had forgotten about the things Kenta had said earlier. “Yes, they would.”
“Things would change...” Kenta whispered his eyes stared elsewhere.
Kouji silently put down his spoon. A tint pink blush painted his cheeks slowly as he said a sentence quietly.
Kenta’s eyes suddenly widened. “Kouji... What did you say?”
“No no no no, I said nothing, nothing at all,” Kouji shook his head fiercely in panic, blushing in beetroot red while he looked aside.
“You definitely said something. Something about me,” Kenta said and took his right hand, blinking hopefully. Kouji’s ears reddened by the touch.
“I did-didn’t-didn’t say anything!” he voiced out, half yelling. “A-ah, look at the time, didn’t Ruito told us to meet up now? If we don’t hurry, we won’t make it!” he said and stood up, walked nervously to the cashier and paid for the parfaits, then strolled outside without even looking back at Kenta.
“O-oi! Kouji! Wait up!” he, too, stood up and ran towards the taller boy, not wanting to be left out.
“Let’s-let’s go to the bus stop.”
Kenta’s lips curved a small smile while looking at the slowly-disappearing blush on Kouji’s cheeks. Kouji definitely said something, and Kenta had heard it clearly.
"When you’re with me, I don’t care about anything else."
// period.
akira 20060728
title: Iru Kara ~because there's you~
author: akirasama
pairing: Date Kouji/Kamakari Kenta
rating: G
warning: worksafe
enjoy? :3
Iru Kara
~because there’s you~
“Without Shirota-san and the others, it wouldn’t be the same, ne,” Date Kouji said to his doubles partner on stage, Kamakari Kenta, right after they ordered two parfaits at a new café near Kenta’s apartment, which was recommended by Takuya for some reason. Saturdays had always been their hang-out day, whether they went to the movies together, eat lunch together, or just visit each other’s house and chat about things.
“You know what?” He played with the tissue in front of him and smirked. “That is so true. It wouldn’t be the same without Shirota and all of his crazy-sparky-weirdy-things, would it? And Araki and well, you know those kinda things he’s done. And-” Kenta’s words were politely interrupted when the waitress walked to them and said “sorry to keep you waiting!” and put the chocolate and strawberry parfaits on the table. Kenta whistled. “That was fast.”
Kouji chuckled. “It was, wasn’t it?”
“Oh, remember when we were rehearsing for that Hyoutei vs Seigaku battle?” Kenta took a spoon of his strawberry parfait. “When Yanagi went ‘Oh my God Daniel NO!!’, boy, it was totally a crack!”
The younger boy nodded. “Right! You couldn’t stop laughing ne, Kenta-kun? You needed two glasses of water before you finally stopped!”
“Now, now, don’t say that Kouji,” Kenta chuckled. “I remember Ueshima-sensei was staring at me all along after that... Aah, how embarrassing~” he said as he scratched his head with a slight blush blooming on his face. Kouji smiled secretly upon seeing the older boy’s blush.
“I was worried you’d die from laughing.”
“Aah! Don’t say that!” he poked Kouji’s arm slowly. “Actually, I was too.”
He just laughed. And when finally he stopped (which only took him five seconds), he said, “Speaking of that rehearsal... Remember Aiba-san were imitating you-err-Shishido-san?”
“That actually made me think, ‘Was I really like that?’,” he spoke up with a grin cracking. “Oh yeah, come to think of it, Aiba-chan didn’t graduate right?” he asked with a sudden change of atmosphere, smiling warmly, eyes staring at the horizon as he looked past to the past. “At least he’s still with us, I’d miss his spazzy-weirdo personality if he’s graduating. I think I saw him practicing jan-ken-pon with the new casts yesterday. It seems like he still wants to beat the unbeatable me!”
“I beat you,” Kouji said coldly with an emphasis. For some reason, he did not like the look on Kenta’s face when he talked about Aiba-san, especially the smile. Kenta raised an eyebrow and was about to say something, but kept silent instead.
No one said anything until they finished their parfaits.
Feeling uncomfortably uncomfortable by the silence, Kenta finally spoke up, “Things would change...”
Kouji’s eyes became softer by then, as if he had forgotten about the things Kenta had said earlier. “Yes, they would.”
“Things would change...” Kenta whispered his eyes stared elsewhere.
Kouji silently put down his spoon. A tint pink blush painted his cheeks slowly as he said a sentence quietly.
Kenta’s eyes suddenly widened. “Kouji... What did you say?”
“No no no no, I said nothing, nothing at all,” Kouji shook his head fiercely in panic, blushing in beetroot red while he looked aside.
“You definitely said something. Something about me,” Kenta said and took his right hand, blinking hopefully. Kouji’s ears reddened by the touch.
“I did-didn’t-didn’t say anything!” he voiced out, half yelling. “A-ah, look at the time, didn’t Ruito told us to meet up now? If we don’t hurry, we won’t make it!” he said and stood up, walked nervously to the cashier and paid for the parfaits, then strolled outside without even looking back at Kenta.
“O-oi! Kouji! Wait up!” he, too, stood up and ran towards the taller boy, not wanting to be left out.
“Let’s-let’s go to the bus stop.”
Kenta’s lips curved a small smile while looking at the slowly-disappearing blush on Kouji’s cheeks. Kouji definitely said something, and Kenta had heard it clearly.
"When you’re with me, I don’t care about anything else."
// period.
akira 20060728