[X] 100 Fubaru Themes (014)
Yes, yes, another Fubaru installment. Another vaguely-important-if-only-for-one-reason-but-still-very-much-a-filler drabble. Considerably lighter than the recent ones (a trend that may or may not continue).
This song is really awesome, by the way.
X/1999 // Fuuma/Subaru
100 Fubaru Themes:
014: Muscular training
"That was a good one," Fuuma congratulated as he held a punching and kicking bag that was almost as tall as him for Subaru (a decidedly dangerous duty). "You hit the bag that time." He was going to be sporting a nice and dark bruise on his arm later in the day.
"Shut up," Subaru murmured as he gave the bag a high kick, missing Fuuma's cheek by inches (whether Subaru's inaccuracy was deliberate or not was up for debate). "I haven't done any physical training like this in ages, not since back in Kyoto..."
Fuuma narrowly fielded another kick. "Why start now?"
Subaru shrugged and gave the bag a graceful punch. "It just felt like I was wasting away. I mean, I still know everything I learned from martial arts sessions in Kyoto, but I just feel like I should be more active."
"Ah, like a health issue, right?"
"I guess. Well, yeah, considering how I've been smoking for the past how-many years."
As Subaru kicked the bag into him, Fuuma remarked, "And I've noticed you've been more energetic lately."
"Energy drinks," Subaru replied simply. "I'd never have the energy to get back in shape otherwise."
"So why the renewed interest in your health?" Fuuma asked as the bag shook from a well-placed punch.
"...Why? Reconsidering your offer to help?"
"A little, yes."
Stepping back to take a break, Subaru's lips held a certain wryness. "I thought you wanted to 'deepen our relationship'."
"What relationship?"
"Your words, Kamui."
Fuuma set the bag aside and rubbed his aching arm as he sat down on the floor. "That was before you kicked me."
"Did I really kick you that hard?" Subaru asked as he sat near Fuuma. "I'm sorry if it hurts."
"Nah," Fuuma said dismissively with a wave, "it's alright. What are friends for?"
A nice smile played across Subaru's lips as he said nothing.
This song is really awesome, by the way.
X/1999 // Fuuma/Subaru
100 Fubaru Themes:
014: Muscular training
"That was a good one," Fuuma congratulated as he held a punching and kicking bag that was almost as tall as him for Subaru (a decidedly dangerous duty). "You hit the bag that time." He was going to be sporting a nice and dark bruise on his arm later in the day.
"Shut up," Subaru murmured as he gave the bag a high kick, missing Fuuma's cheek by inches (whether Subaru's inaccuracy was deliberate or not was up for debate). "I haven't done any physical training like this in ages, not since back in Kyoto..."
Fuuma narrowly fielded another kick. "Why start now?"
Subaru shrugged and gave the bag a graceful punch. "It just felt like I was wasting away. I mean, I still know everything I learned from martial arts sessions in Kyoto, but I just feel like I should be more active."
"Ah, like a health issue, right?"
"I guess. Well, yeah, considering how I've been smoking for the past how-many years."
As Subaru kicked the bag into him, Fuuma remarked, "And I've noticed you've been more energetic lately."
"Energy drinks," Subaru replied simply. "I'd never have the energy to get back in shape otherwise."
"So why the renewed interest in your health?" Fuuma asked as the bag shook from a well-placed punch.
"...Why? Reconsidering your offer to help?"
"A little, yes."
Stepping back to take a break, Subaru's lips held a certain wryness. "I thought you wanted to 'deepen our relationship'."
"What relationship?"
"Your words, Kamui."
Fuuma set the bag aside and rubbed his aching arm as he sat down on the floor. "That was before you kicked me."
"Did I really kick you that hard?" Subaru asked as he sat near Fuuma. "I'm sorry if it hurts."
"Nah," Fuuma said dismissively with a wave, "it's alright. What are friends for?"
A nice smile played across Subaru's lips as he said nothing.