[FIC] Anything (ShiroAi; PG)
Just a quick one before I go home from work :).
Title: Anything
By: nikki hiiragizawa
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shirota Yuu x Aiba Hiroki
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: They aren't mine.
Note: Based on the recent news about Shirota's trip to Korea.
Aiba had always wanted to go to South Korea.
When asked the reason, his face would light up with a big smile as he answered, "For Korean barbecue, of course!" It was his only answer to anyone who asked him, and no one dared pry more.
Shirota himself did not know of the real reason behind Aiba's longing to visit Korea. All he knew was that Aiba was very pissed when Shirota decided to take him to Disneyland instead of South Korea ("I can go there anytime I want since I live in the vicinity, idiot!" Aiba scolded him). He wanted to ask, but that would probably result to a longer debate on why Shirota should bother ask. It was not like he had the right after all, since he also did not answer when Aiba asked him about his guilty affinity to Doraemon.
Shirota never knew the reason, but he wanted to fulfill Aiba's wish one way or another. There was barely time for them together, save for those Saturday nights when they stow away to some unknown restaurant or hotel. Aiba's birthday was coming up soon, their anniversary coming up sooner, and Shirota knew he had to do something.
Anything.
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"Shirota Yuu, if you don't call me within the next few hours, I will kill you with my bare hands!!!!!!" was the last e-mail from Aiba that Shirota read before boarding the airplane.
"Well, that's to be expected. You panic when Aiba-chin doesn't call you for a day," Shirota's brother Jun said.
"Don't call him so freely like that," Shirota scolded his brother as he closed his phone. "I guess I have to call him right after we land."
Yamapi, seated beside Jun, nodded. "Don't get too worked up on it. At least your boyfriend doesn't say he's going to kill himself when you don't call." When Jun shot him a knowing glance, Yamapi looked away, coughing.
Shirota stared at his phone. "He doesn't, but he's going to kill me instead..." he sighed.
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"Shirota Yuu, where the hell are you?" Aiba demanded as he looked around if there were any people walking by the stairwell. "Do you know how many times I've been calling?" he hissed to the receiver.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Aiba-chan," Shirota was saying. "I got held up and was behind schedule so..."
There were a lot of noise in Shirota's background. There were voices -- lots of them, and Aiba could barely hear Shirota's voice. "Shirotan, are you okay?" Aiba asked, a little worried. "Where are you now? Are you nearby?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. There're lots of people here and it's a little noisy but I promise I will ---- AUGH! ----."
Aiba heard sounds of feet and girly screams from the phone. "Shi- Shirotan?" he almost yelled to the phone. "Shirotan, are you alright?" There were rustles and lots of voices and Aiba did not know if one of those belonged to Shirota.
For a moment, Aiba was scared. He clutched the railings of the stairs and pressed his side against it as he sank onto the steps. Shirota was not answering and Aiba had no idea where he was. There were people yelling something, but they seem to be speaking a language Aiba could not understand.
As he continuously spoke to the phone, calling Shirota's name over and over until he was hoarse, Aiba's mind was filled with scary things. He wanted to hang up and call someone who would know where Shirota would be -- probably his brother or mother -- but Aiba did not want to close his connection with Shirota.
Even if Shirota couldn't hear him and Aiba could only listen to the background noises and hope that Shirota was not in any harm.
Aiba could feel himself getting distraught with anxiety when Shirota's breathless voice came in on the phone. "Ah, Aiba-chan, are you still there?"
"Shirotan! What happened? Are you alright? Are you hurt? Is someone with you? Are you -- "
Aiba's endless string of questions was cut off with a laugh from Shirota's side. "Aiba-chan, I'm glad you're worrying about me."
"Of course I'm worrying, you dolt!" Aiba exclaimed. "I thought something bad happened and I don't even know where the hell you are! What if -- what if..."
"Shush," Shirota said comfortingly. "Guess what? I'm in South Korea right now!"
"What?!"
"But, yeah, apparently, news of our coming here got out and fans were here to meet us. It's a bit crowded in here since they surrounded us, but the security managed to escort us."
Aiba was quiet for a while. He could hear Jun's voice talking in the background about it being his first time being attacked by fans. "W-Why are you there in Korea?" Aiba quietly asked, even though he had a fairly good hunch on Shirota's answer.
Shirota did not readily answer, but Aiba could somehow know that he was smiling widely. "Do you even have to ask?" Shirota said. "I'm going to look for the best Korean barbecue restaurant. Then we can go here together, right?"
"I-Idiot," Aiba said, leaning his head on the bannister. "You almost died there because of Korean barbecue."
Shirota laughed and Aiba was relieved. "I'm sorry I had you worried."
"You're not supposed to be apologizing, idiot!" Aiba said, smiling in spite of his worry. "You're supposed to be going home!"
"Not until I finish my mission," Shirota confidently said. "I even hired minions to aid me here!"
Hearing Yamapi's playful, "Hey!" Aiba laughed and sighed. "Okay. But please call me when you have the time."
"Roger!"
"And please...don't die while you're out there or I'll kill you."
Shirota chuckled and began to sing. "You know I'll do anything for lo~ve..."
Aiba hung up, a stupid grin on his face.
.end.
Thanks for reading! :)
[1] Aiba really does want to go to South Korea to eat Korean barbecue, as he mentioned in one of his interviews.
[2] Shirota, Yamapi and Shirota Jun were recently spotted and literally mobbed by fans during their trip to South Korea. Reasons for the trip were personal but were not disclosed.
Title: Anything
By: nikki hiiragizawa
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shirota Yuu x Aiba Hiroki
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: They aren't mine.
Note: Based on the recent news about Shirota's trip to Korea.
Aiba had always wanted to go to South Korea.
When asked the reason, his face would light up with a big smile as he answered, "For Korean barbecue, of course!" It was his only answer to anyone who asked him, and no one dared pry more.
Shirota himself did not know of the real reason behind Aiba's longing to visit Korea. All he knew was that Aiba was very pissed when Shirota decided to take him to Disneyland instead of South Korea ("I can go there anytime I want since I live in the vicinity, idiot!" Aiba scolded him). He wanted to ask, but that would probably result to a longer debate on why Shirota should bother ask. It was not like he had the right after all, since he also did not answer when Aiba asked him about his guilty affinity to Doraemon.
Shirota never knew the reason, but he wanted to fulfill Aiba's wish one way or another. There was barely time for them together, save for those Saturday nights when they stow away to some unknown restaurant or hotel. Aiba's birthday was coming up soon, their anniversary coming up sooner, and Shirota knew he had to do something.
Anything.
-------------------
"Shirota Yuu, if you don't call me within the next few hours, I will kill you with my bare hands!!!!!!" was the last e-mail from Aiba that Shirota read before boarding the airplane.
"Well, that's to be expected. You panic when Aiba-chin doesn't call you for a day," Shirota's brother Jun said.
"Don't call him so freely like that," Shirota scolded his brother as he closed his phone. "I guess I have to call him right after we land."
Yamapi, seated beside Jun, nodded. "Don't get too worked up on it. At least your boyfriend doesn't say he's going to kill himself when you don't call." When Jun shot him a knowing glance, Yamapi looked away, coughing.
Shirota stared at his phone. "He doesn't, but he's going to kill me instead..." he sighed.
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"Shirota Yuu, where the hell are you?" Aiba demanded as he looked around if there were any people walking by the stairwell. "Do you know how many times I've been calling?" he hissed to the receiver.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Aiba-chan," Shirota was saying. "I got held up and was behind schedule so..."
There were a lot of noise in Shirota's background. There were voices -- lots of them, and Aiba could barely hear Shirota's voice. "Shirotan, are you okay?" Aiba asked, a little worried. "Where are you now? Are you nearby?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. There're lots of people here and it's a little noisy but I promise I will ---- AUGH! ----."
Aiba heard sounds of feet and girly screams from the phone. "Shi- Shirotan?" he almost yelled to the phone. "Shirotan, are you alright?" There were rustles and lots of voices and Aiba did not know if one of those belonged to Shirota.
For a moment, Aiba was scared. He clutched the railings of the stairs and pressed his side against it as he sank onto the steps. Shirota was not answering and Aiba had no idea where he was. There were people yelling something, but they seem to be speaking a language Aiba could not understand.
As he continuously spoke to the phone, calling Shirota's name over and over until he was hoarse, Aiba's mind was filled with scary things. He wanted to hang up and call someone who would know where Shirota would be -- probably his brother or mother -- but Aiba did not want to close his connection with Shirota.
Even if Shirota couldn't hear him and Aiba could only listen to the background noises and hope that Shirota was not in any harm.
Aiba could feel himself getting distraught with anxiety when Shirota's breathless voice came in on the phone. "Ah, Aiba-chan, are you still there?"
"Shirotan! What happened? Are you alright? Are you hurt? Is someone with you? Are you -- "
Aiba's endless string of questions was cut off with a laugh from Shirota's side. "Aiba-chan, I'm glad you're worrying about me."
"Of course I'm worrying, you dolt!" Aiba exclaimed. "I thought something bad happened and I don't even know where the hell you are! What if -- what if..."
"Shush," Shirota said comfortingly. "Guess what? I'm in South Korea right now!"
"What?!"
"But, yeah, apparently, news of our coming here got out and fans were here to meet us. It's a bit crowded in here since they surrounded us, but the security managed to escort us."
Aiba was quiet for a while. He could hear Jun's voice talking in the background about it being his first time being attacked by fans. "W-Why are you there in Korea?" Aiba quietly asked, even though he had a fairly good hunch on Shirota's answer.
Shirota did not readily answer, but Aiba could somehow know that he was smiling widely. "Do you even have to ask?" Shirota said. "I'm going to look for the best Korean barbecue restaurant. Then we can go here together, right?"
"I-Idiot," Aiba said, leaning his head on the bannister. "You almost died there because of Korean barbecue."
Shirota laughed and Aiba was relieved. "I'm sorry I had you worried."
"You're not supposed to be apologizing, idiot!" Aiba said, smiling in spite of his worry. "You're supposed to be going home!"
"Not until I finish my mission," Shirota confidently said. "I even hired minions to aid me here!"
Hearing Yamapi's playful, "Hey!" Aiba laughed and sighed. "Okay. But please call me when you have the time."
"Roger!"
"And please...don't die while you're out there or I'll kill you."
Shirota chuckled and began to sing. "You know I'll do anything for lo~ve..."
Aiba hung up, a stupid grin on his face.
.end.
Thanks for reading! :)
[1] Aiba really does want to go to South Korea to eat Korean barbecue, as he mentioned in one of his interviews.
[2] Shirota, Yamapi and Shirota Jun were recently spotted and literally mobbed by fans during their trip to South Korea. Reasons for the trip were personal but were not disclosed.