FABULOUS FOURTH FINISH: Shikanashi KK for Lyuna~
Title: Next Stop Is -
Author: shikanashi_kk
Recipients Name: lyuna
Rating: G
Pairing: Jackal Kuwahara / Akaya Kirihara
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all of its characters do not belong to me.
Notes: Hope you like it, lyuna~ :D
During his first year in Rikkaidai, Kirihara thought that Jackal-sempai was nice though he could be a bit cold sometimes. Maybe "cool" is a more appropriate word but sometimes Kirihara finds it hard to tell. He sorta understands why Marui-sempai likes riling Jacka-sempai up so much.
Kirihara gets lost in Tokyo on purpose and doesn't avoid falling asleep on buses headed to nowhere. He likes it when his cellphone rings and Jackal is on the other line, shrieking and scolding him and where are you now?! -
- except it doesn't last for long and when he becomes a second year, the shrieking stops. The scolding and the where are you now?! continue though, so Kirihara doesn't stop falling asleep on buses because his cellphone doesn't stop ringing and Jackal-sempai doesn't stop wasting half of his weekly allowance just calling his bratty kohai up.
So it’s around this time that Kirihara wonders what if his cellphone stops ringing and Jackal-sempai stops wasting his allowance and what if, well… what if.
The third years are graduating soon and soon means that this week is the end of their tennis practice and the start of their dropping everything for the sake of studying for final exams. Kirihara isn’t as concerned over being the only regular left as compared to being left, because he can’t imagine tennis without Yukimura-buchou, Sanada-fukubuchou, Yanagi-sempai, Marui-sempai, Niou-sempai, Yagyuu-sempai and…
Jackal-sempai treating him to yakiniku after classes and letting him play in the arcade for as long as he wants and picking him up in the morning and walking him home in the afternoon and - and -
No more cell phones ringing and no more Jackal-sempai on the other line sounding like he was really, really worried about him.
So the next time Kirihara wakes up on the bus in a place that doesn’t look familiar, he quickly turns his cell phone off because it’s better that it can’t ring rather than it won’t.
So.
Where is he again?
-
When Jackal arrives in the tennis courts, he’s not surprised to see that he’s not the only third year regular there. He chuckles when he sees the whole team present even though they’re all in normal uniforms and not their jerseys.
“Yo, Jackal!” Marui greets, hopping over to him while blowing a bubble. “Where’s the kid?”
Jackal pauses, raising an eyebrow. “He’s not here yet?”
Marui pops the bubble and frowns. “No. Don’t you usually pick him up in the morning?”
“Not today,” Jackal shrugged. “My mom wanted me to do some chores.”
“Loser,” Marui snickers, just to be annoying, but goes back to the topic. “The kid’s not here. Tennis practice started already though, since Sanada couldn’t help but yell at the first years to start swing practice. Hard habit to grow out of, I guess.”
Jackal sighed exasperatedly. “You don’t think that Akaya’s -“
“Oh, there’s no doubt he is,” Marui cuts in, grinning.
Jackal slaps his forehead, but fishes his cell phone out of his pocket anyway. “He can’t keep on falling asleep on buses like this,” he grumbled, rubbing his temples. “What if we’ve already graduated and we’re not around -“
“You’re still gonna come here every morning and check up on him, anyway,” Marui shrugged, blowing another bubble.
Jackal shuts up because Marui’s right.
Then he frowns. “Akaya’s not picking up.”
Marui raises an eyebrow. “Not picking up?”
“Well, not really. It just says that the phone may be out of service or out of coverage area or something.”
“Maybe the bus just passed through a tunnel or something. Try again later.”
Jackal glances at his cell phone. “Yeah, okay.”
-
10 AM. Kirihara takes-out an order of a burger, large fries and a can of coke, and sits on a bench looking out into the sea. All this sun is making him sleepy again, so he chases it off with food. Apparently, according to the cashier at the fast-food joint he went to, he’s still in the Kanagawa Prefecture.
So he didn’t sleep for that long.
Wonder if they have any good arcades in this part of Kanagawa…
Wait, first, he has to find out how to get home.
He feels for his cell phone in his pocket, mindlessly chewing his burger. He could always call Jackal-sempai…
But they’re in class right now and Jackal-sempai is too nice to use his cell phone in the middle of class.
Kirihara shrugs, gets his phone out and turns it on.
And jumps when it starts ringing.
He looks at the screen and almost sighs. It’s just a text message, and what more, it’s from his mom, telling him to buy some soy sauce on his way back home.
There’s another too, from Yukimura-buchou, telling him it’s bad to skip classes but really telling him that he’s in big trouble when they see each other.
Kirihara blanches and wishes that he didn’t open his phone.
-
“Have you called Akaya yet?” Jackal asks when lunch break rolls in and Marui’s back to calling him a loser.
Marui shrugs. “Our calls haven’t been getting in. Buchou said he texted him though.”
Jackal raises an eyebrow. “Why do I get the feeling that you’re not tearing your hair off like I am in this situation?”
“You have no hair,” Marui points out. “And you know Bakaya. He probably just forgot to charge his phone or something. And you’re the most stressed because you have a thing for the kid.”
“Isn’t that more reason to panic?” Jackal asks, then realizes what Marui just said. He turns beet red and he opens his mouth to retaliate, but Marui doesn’t allow him.
“What if he’s sick and just wasn’t able to go to school today?”
Jackal’s mouth forms the letter ‘o’. “Yeah, good point.”
-
When Kirihara gets back to his usual part of Kanagawa, it’s only 1 PM and it seems kind of stupid to go to school when there are only three hours left. He spends more time than needed in the convenience store, and it’s like the whole staff knows that he’s cutting classes or something, but he gives them 1000 yen for the soy sauce and the chocolates and the chips and they can’t complain.
When he gets home, his mother is holding a ladle like it’s a gun and raising an eyebrow at him, and it’s only 2:30.
“I fell asleep on the bus and ended up in Okinawa,” Kirihara says sheepishly. It’s not technically lying because his mother knows that he’s lying because how can you end up in Okinawa on a bus?
His mother shakes his head and lets it go because she’s got her soy sauce.
-
After taking a bath, Kirihara plays video games throughout the whole night.
The next day, Kirihara falls asleep in the bus again, but this time he has a good reason. Sephiroth just wouldn’t stay down and gone last night. Damn last bosses. Thinks they’re so cool.
When he wakes up, it’s already 9 AM and he’s some place farther than Kanagawa because this looks like -
His phone starts ringing.
Panicking, he picks it up as he alights the bus, ignoring the curious look of the driver.
A voice booms in his ear. “Akaya, you idiot! It’s already 9! Where are you now?!”
Kirihara’s heart skips a beat at Jackal-sempai’s voice but his brain is too sleep-fogged to think about any witty remarks. “Seigaku,” he mumbles, yawning. “I’ll ride the bus home as soon as I wake up or something.”
“No, stay there,” Jackal’s voice on the other line says, firmly. “Just wait there, I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
Kirihara thinks that he probably hasn’t really wakened up yet.
But sure enough, ten minutes later, a bus stops in front of him and down comes Jackal, looking as pissed as hell.
“Akaya, you idiot! Do you know what I’ve been through this last 24 hours?! You could’ve at least called or texted, and you didn’t even wait for me to pick you up this morning! I swear, when we get back to Kanagawa -“
Since ten minutes has already passed, Kirihara’s awake now and he flusters at how Jackal-sempai sounds like they’re going out.
During his first year in Rikkaidai, Kirihara thought that Jackal-sempai was nice though he could be a bit cold sometimes.
Now that second year’s about to end, he thinks that Jackal-sempai’s definitely not cold. Cool. Yeah, “cool” is a more appropriate word.
“Sorry,” Kirihara says suddenly, cutting Jackal mid-rant. He shiftsawkwardly in his place, shrugging. “I won’t do it again. Sorry.”
Jackal stops. He stares at Kirihara, awkward but still with a stubborn look on his face that is probably unconsciously done out of habit. He sighs, scratching his head. “You could’ve at least called.”
Kirihara shrugs yet again. “I didn’t think you’d think about it or something.”
Jackal frowns, reaching up to ruffle his kohai’s hair. “Of course I would, Bakaya.”
And Kirihara’s torn between feeling happy and feeling annoyed at nickname, but the happiness wins over easily and he tries not to let it show too much. “Even when you’re in high school?” he asks, trying his luck.
He expects to be called Bakaya again but instead he gets Jackal’s laugh and it makes him grin too.
“Who else is going to look after you then?”
When the third years have graduated and Kirihara’s the captain of the tennis club and Jackal-sempai’s in high school, Kirihara’s still going to fall asleep on buses headed to nowhere, but only when there are no tournaments near. Other than that, he’s going to wait for his cell phone to ring so that he can answer and tell Jackal-sempai where he is so Jackal can come and treat him to the nearest yakiniku restaurant.
Obviously, Kirihara prefers that over the where are you now?! speeches.
Author: shikanashi_kk
Recipients Name: lyuna
Rating: G
Pairing: Jackal Kuwahara / Akaya Kirihara
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all of its characters do not belong to me.
Notes: Hope you like it, lyuna~ :D
During his first year in Rikkaidai, Kirihara thought that Jackal-sempai was nice though he could be a bit cold sometimes. Maybe "cool" is a more appropriate word but sometimes Kirihara finds it hard to tell. He sorta understands why Marui-sempai likes riling Jacka-sempai up so much.
Kirihara gets lost in Tokyo on purpose and doesn't avoid falling asleep on buses headed to nowhere. He likes it when his cellphone rings and Jackal is on the other line, shrieking and scolding him and where are you now?! -
- except it doesn't last for long and when he becomes a second year, the shrieking stops. The scolding and the where are you now?! continue though, so Kirihara doesn't stop falling asleep on buses because his cellphone doesn't stop ringing and Jackal-sempai doesn't stop wasting half of his weekly allowance just calling his bratty kohai up.
So it’s around this time that Kirihara wonders what if his cellphone stops ringing and Jackal-sempai stops wasting his allowance and what if, well… what if.
The third years are graduating soon and soon means that this week is the end of their tennis practice and the start of their dropping everything for the sake of studying for final exams. Kirihara isn’t as concerned over being the only regular left as compared to being left, because he can’t imagine tennis without Yukimura-buchou, Sanada-fukubuchou, Yanagi-sempai, Marui-sempai, Niou-sempai, Yagyuu-sempai and…
Jackal-sempai treating him to yakiniku after classes and letting him play in the arcade for as long as he wants and picking him up in the morning and walking him home in the afternoon and - and -
No more cell phones ringing and no more Jackal-sempai on the other line sounding like he was really, really worried about him.
So the next time Kirihara wakes up on the bus in a place that doesn’t look familiar, he quickly turns his cell phone off because it’s better that it can’t ring rather than it won’t.
So.
Where is he again?
-
When Jackal arrives in the tennis courts, he’s not surprised to see that he’s not the only third year regular there. He chuckles when he sees the whole team present even though they’re all in normal uniforms and not their jerseys.
“Yo, Jackal!” Marui greets, hopping over to him while blowing a bubble. “Where’s the kid?”
Jackal pauses, raising an eyebrow. “He’s not here yet?”
Marui pops the bubble and frowns. “No. Don’t you usually pick him up in the morning?”
“Not today,” Jackal shrugged. “My mom wanted me to do some chores.”
“Loser,” Marui snickers, just to be annoying, but goes back to the topic. “The kid’s not here. Tennis practice started already though, since Sanada couldn’t help but yell at the first years to start swing practice. Hard habit to grow out of, I guess.”
Jackal sighed exasperatedly. “You don’t think that Akaya’s -“
“Oh, there’s no doubt he is,” Marui cuts in, grinning.
Jackal slaps his forehead, but fishes his cell phone out of his pocket anyway. “He can’t keep on falling asleep on buses like this,” he grumbled, rubbing his temples. “What if we’ve already graduated and we’re not around -“
“You’re still gonna come here every morning and check up on him, anyway,” Marui shrugged, blowing another bubble.
Jackal shuts up because Marui’s right.
Then he frowns. “Akaya’s not picking up.”
Marui raises an eyebrow. “Not picking up?”
“Well, not really. It just says that the phone may be out of service or out of coverage area or something.”
“Maybe the bus just passed through a tunnel or something. Try again later.”
Jackal glances at his cell phone. “Yeah, okay.”
-
10 AM. Kirihara takes-out an order of a burger, large fries and a can of coke, and sits on a bench looking out into the sea. All this sun is making him sleepy again, so he chases it off with food. Apparently, according to the cashier at the fast-food joint he went to, he’s still in the Kanagawa Prefecture.
So he didn’t sleep for that long.
Wonder if they have any good arcades in this part of Kanagawa…
Wait, first, he has to find out how to get home.
He feels for his cell phone in his pocket, mindlessly chewing his burger. He could always call Jackal-sempai…
But they’re in class right now and Jackal-sempai is too nice to use his cell phone in the middle of class.
Kirihara shrugs, gets his phone out and turns it on.
And jumps when it starts ringing.
He looks at the screen and almost sighs. It’s just a text message, and what more, it’s from his mom, telling him to buy some soy sauce on his way back home.
There’s another too, from Yukimura-buchou, telling him it’s bad to skip classes but really telling him that he’s in big trouble when they see each other.
Kirihara blanches and wishes that he didn’t open his phone.
-
“Have you called Akaya yet?” Jackal asks when lunch break rolls in and Marui’s back to calling him a loser.
Marui shrugs. “Our calls haven’t been getting in. Buchou said he texted him though.”
Jackal raises an eyebrow. “Why do I get the feeling that you’re not tearing your hair off like I am in this situation?”
“You have no hair,” Marui points out. “And you know Bakaya. He probably just forgot to charge his phone or something. And you’re the most stressed because you have a thing for the kid.”
“Isn’t that more reason to panic?” Jackal asks, then realizes what Marui just said. He turns beet red and he opens his mouth to retaliate, but Marui doesn’t allow him.
“What if he’s sick and just wasn’t able to go to school today?”
Jackal’s mouth forms the letter ‘o’. “Yeah, good point.”
-
When Kirihara gets back to his usual part of Kanagawa, it’s only 1 PM and it seems kind of stupid to go to school when there are only three hours left. He spends more time than needed in the convenience store, and it’s like the whole staff knows that he’s cutting classes or something, but he gives them 1000 yen for the soy sauce and the chocolates and the chips and they can’t complain.
When he gets home, his mother is holding a ladle like it’s a gun and raising an eyebrow at him, and it’s only 2:30.
“I fell asleep on the bus and ended up in Okinawa,” Kirihara says sheepishly. It’s not technically lying because his mother knows that he’s lying because how can you end up in Okinawa on a bus?
His mother shakes his head and lets it go because she’s got her soy sauce.
-
After taking a bath, Kirihara plays video games throughout the whole night.
The next day, Kirihara falls asleep in the bus again, but this time he has a good reason. Sephiroth just wouldn’t stay down and gone last night. Damn last bosses. Thinks they’re so cool.
When he wakes up, it’s already 9 AM and he’s some place farther than Kanagawa because this looks like -
His phone starts ringing.
Panicking, he picks it up as he alights the bus, ignoring the curious look of the driver.
A voice booms in his ear. “Akaya, you idiot! It’s already 9! Where are you now?!”
Kirihara’s heart skips a beat at Jackal-sempai’s voice but his brain is too sleep-fogged to think about any witty remarks. “Seigaku,” he mumbles, yawning. “I’ll ride the bus home as soon as I wake up or something.”
“No, stay there,” Jackal’s voice on the other line says, firmly. “Just wait there, I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
Kirihara thinks that he probably hasn’t really wakened up yet.
But sure enough, ten minutes later, a bus stops in front of him and down comes Jackal, looking as pissed as hell.
“Akaya, you idiot! Do you know what I’ve been through this last 24 hours?! You could’ve at least called or texted, and you didn’t even wait for me to pick you up this morning! I swear, when we get back to Kanagawa -“
Since ten minutes has already passed, Kirihara’s awake now and he flusters at how Jackal-sempai sounds like they’re going out.
During his first year in Rikkaidai, Kirihara thought that Jackal-sempai was nice though he could be a bit cold sometimes.
Now that second year’s about to end, he thinks that Jackal-sempai’s definitely not cold. Cool. Yeah, “cool” is a more appropriate word.
“Sorry,” Kirihara says suddenly, cutting Jackal mid-rant. He shiftsawkwardly in his place, shrugging. “I won’t do it again. Sorry.”
Jackal stops. He stares at Kirihara, awkward but still with a stubborn look on his face that is probably unconsciously done out of habit. He sighs, scratching his head. “You could’ve at least called.”
Kirihara shrugs yet again. “I didn’t think you’d think about it or something.”
Jackal frowns, reaching up to ruffle his kohai’s hair. “Of course I would, Bakaya.”
And Kirihara’s torn between feeling happy and feeling annoyed at nickname, but the happiness wins over easily and he tries not to let it show too much. “Even when you’re in high school?” he asks, trying his luck.
He expects to be called Bakaya again but instead he gets Jackal’s laugh and it makes him grin too.
“Who else is going to look after you then?”
When the third years have graduated and Kirihara’s the captain of the tennis club and Jackal-sempai’s in high school, Kirihara’s still going to fall asleep on buses headed to nowhere, but only when there are no tournaments near. Other than that, he’s going to wait for his cell phone to ring so that he can answer and tell Jackal-sempai where he is so Jackal can come and treat him to the nearest yakiniku restaurant.
Obviously, Kirihara prefers that over the where are you now?! speeches.