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Characters: Fuji Yuuta & Tezuka Kunimitsu
Rating/Warnings: G / None
When/Where: 8th of September / Tennis Courts
What: Yuuta and Tezuka meet and talk... while being awkward.
Authors comments: It's a Script log.
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Tezuka: *has finished with his homework for the day, and ventures out to the tennis courts, watching a lone player there* *thinks the boy is vaguely familiar from their online conversations, but isn't entirely certain*
Yuuta: *has been practicing alone for a while since others from the club had already left and he hadn't felt like going back inside to do homework... besides, curfew was still a few hours away* *stops for a while to take a deep breath*
Tezuka: ... You put too much strain on your back.
Yuuta: *blinks after hearing a voice and looks at the side of the court* ... huh?
Tezuka: *shrugs* The way you move your body when doing a backhand. It puts strain on your back.
Yuuta: I see... *he had been wondering where all the back pain had come from... but hadn't thought about it too much* I guess I need to be more careful. Thanks.
Tezuka: *nods*
Yuuta: ... You play tennis, then?
Tezuka: ... At times.
Yuuta: *nods* *gets caught in his thoughts about how he should change his movements for a while*
Tezuka: *studies him quietly*
Yuuta: *swings his raqcuet a few times, adjusting his pose differently*
Tezuka: *right hand on his left arm as he watches with an unreadable expression on his face*
Yuuta: *at first it feels weird to move his body differently... but somehow it feels better that way*
Tezuka: Quick learner. Seems like he has quite the talent... He simply needs a good coach to bring forth his abilities properly.
Yuuta: *practices this way for a while and then decides to go and pick his water bottle. it seems like the other boy is still there* ... Tezuka-san, was it?
Tezuka: Yes. *pause* ... You have potential.
Yuuta: *blinks a couple of times, since he's quite suprised. then he smiles* Ah... Thank you.
Tezuka: *arms crossed* Show me your Rising Shot again.
Yuuta: ... Alright *he nods and after taking a small sip of water he returns to the tennis court to do the rising shot. without anyone up against him it felt rather ridiculous.. but that was the way he had practiced it once upon a time anyway*
Tezuka: ... *nods* You have it almost perfected. I'm impressed.
Yuuta: Ah... yes. *he nods, smiling and a bit embarrased. it was rare to get so many compliments* Ah, I'm being rude. My name is Fuji Yuuta and I'm from B class. Nice to meet you, Tezuka-san.
Tezuka: Well, you already know my name. *small nod* ... Fuji? Related to... That ever smiling boy?
Yuuta: Ah, yes. Syuusuke is my older brother.
Tezuka: I see. I have no siblings.
Yuuta: ... *nods* *he wonders if he should ask about tennis and Tezuka again... but he feelts like he'd be asking too much, so he'll leave it at that* Are you on your way back to the dorms?
Tezuka: No.
Yuuta: I see...
Tezuka: ....
Yuuta: Well, there's still time until the curfew. I think I'll keep practicing for a little bit.
Tezuka: ... *opens the gates to the courts and steps inside* Mind if I watch?
Yuuta: Not at all. *goes back to his training normally, with the new things he's learned*
Tezuka: ... Do you like it here? *said after maybe ten minutes of silence*
Yuuta: Yes... this is much better than my previous schools.
Tezuka: Why?
Yuuta: Because there everyone knew me before I went there. *as he's talking, he keeps practicing*
Tezuka: .... *listening*
Yuuta: But it wasn't like I was known for who I am. I was only Fuji's little brother. Always in his shadow...
Tezuka: *continues to listen, frowning ever so slightly*
Yuuta: ... *snaps out of it* Ah... uh. Sorry. I was rambling...
Tezuka: No, please. It's no bother.
Yuuta: .... Ah. *a quiet and quite awkward moment* It's just that my brother is considered as a genius in many ways. I've always been only average.
Tezuka: *nods* Aa. What I see here? That is not average.
Yuuta: Thank you... *he thought of saying 'you should see my brother play' but he decided not to seem that pathetic*
Tezuka: ... Come on, you should at least try and make small talk... Or something. Don't be such a social reject, Kunimitsu...! ... Would you... *clears throat* Would you like to grab something to... To drink?
Yuuta: Sure. I was getting quite thirsty...
Tezuka: *nod* See, wasn't too difficult, was it? ... Who the hell am I kidding. I don't know what I'm saying... Oh well, I can at least try and be polite. ... Why is he opening up so much to me? I don't understand. Don't know what I'm supposed to say...
Yuuta: *goes to his bag and puts his racquet there before taking it off the ground* *he wasn't really sure what to say to Tezuka... after all, he kind of told his life story there*
Tezuka: ... So. Drink.
Yuuta: ... yeah.
Tezuka: *starts to walk away from the courts, expecting Yuuta to follow*
Yuuta: *follows Tezuka*
Tezuka: *stops in front of a vending machine* ... I hope he has money of his own. Buying something as insignificent as a drink to a stranger might seem like I'm coming on to him, right? I am not, but... I wish I could remember how to act around people you only want as your friends, and not something more... Heh. Don't even know if I know exactly what teh concept of friendship mean. Maybe I should just give it a rest...
Yuuta: *picks a few coins from his pockets, thinking about which drink he should be getting... something he hadn't tried or something he was familiar with*
Tezuka: .... Oh. He wants to buy his own drink, doesn't he? Well... I'll just have a can of Pocari Sweet then... *pays*
Yuuta: *after Tezuka had gotten his drink, he picks a normal Grape Fanta from the selections. he hadn't drank that in a long time* *and yet, he was unsure of what to say to Tezuka*
Tezuka: *drinks his pocari sweet, hello, this is awkward*
Yuuta: Uh... so... do you like to be in this school? *he figured it was best to ask the guestion, since he had been asked that... several minutes ago*
Tezuka: .... It's interesting.
Yuuta: *nods and drinks some of his fanta* Uh... Anyway... I should probably get back to the dorms. I don't want to get caught up to fangirl traffic. *he smiles again* Thanks again for the advice.
Tezuka: *gives a small nod* Of course. He feels awkward around me. Who wouldn't. I... just don't do regular conversations, do I?
Yuuta: Uh. *well doesn't this seem rude* Hey, if you ever need company or just want to talk to someone, just contact me. I might not be my brother, but I'm a pretty good listener and... I'd like to get to know to people. *especially those related to tennis*
Tezuka: ... What does your brother has to do with anything? *deadpan. Yes, he has heard what Yuuta said before but, quite honestly, doesn't care in the least*
Yuuta: Ah... sorry. It's just an old habit. *nervous laugh* Anyway... bye *after a wave he runs off, because he's feeling super embarrased*
Tezuka: ... *is left standing mightly confused, thinking that yes, he messed up again, probably, said something wrong* *sighs and walks back to his dorm*
Rating/Warnings: G / None
When/Where: 8th of September / Tennis Courts
What: Yuuta and Tezuka meet and talk... while being awkward.
Authors comments: It's a Script log.
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Tezuka: *has finished with his homework for the day, and ventures out to the tennis courts, watching a lone player there* *thinks the boy is vaguely familiar from their online conversations, but isn't entirely certain*
Yuuta: *has been practicing alone for a while since others from the club had already left and he hadn't felt like going back inside to do homework... besides, curfew was still a few hours away* *stops for a while to take a deep breath*
Tezuka: ... You put too much strain on your back.
Yuuta: *blinks after hearing a voice and looks at the side of the court* ... huh?
Tezuka: *shrugs* The way you move your body when doing a backhand. It puts strain on your back.
Yuuta: I see... *he had been wondering where all the back pain had come from... but hadn't thought about it too much* I guess I need to be more careful. Thanks.
Tezuka: *nods*
Yuuta: ... You play tennis, then?
Tezuka: ... At times.
Yuuta: *nods* *gets caught in his thoughts about how he should change his movements for a while*
Tezuka: *studies him quietly*
Yuuta: *swings his raqcuet a few times, adjusting his pose differently*
Tezuka: *right hand on his left arm as he watches with an unreadable expression on his face*
Yuuta: *at first it feels weird to move his body differently... but somehow it feels better that way*
Tezuka: Quick learner. Seems like he has quite the talent... He simply needs a good coach to bring forth his abilities properly.
Yuuta: *practices this way for a while and then decides to go and pick his water bottle. it seems like the other boy is still there* ... Tezuka-san, was it?
Tezuka: Yes. *pause* ... You have potential.
Yuuta: *blinks a couple of times, since he's quite suprised. then he smiles* Ah... Thank you.
Tezuka: *arms crossed* Show me your Rising Shot again.
Yuuta: ... Alright *he nods and after taking a small sip of water he returns to the tennis court to do the rising shot. without anyone up against him it felt rather ridiculous.. but that was the way he had practiced it once upon a time anyway*
Tezuka: ... *nods* You have it almost perfected. I'm impressed.
Yuuta: Ah... yes. *he nods, smiling and a bit embarrased. it was rare to get so many compliments* Ah, I'm being rude. My name is Fuji Yuuta and I'm from B class. Nice to meet you, Tezuka-san.
Tezuka: Well, you already know my name. *small nod* ... Fuji? Related to... That ever smiling boy?
Yuuta: Ah, yes. Syuusuke is my older brother.
Tezuka: I see. I have no siblings.
Yuuta: ... *nods* *he wonders if he should ask about tennis and Tezuka again... but he feelts like he'd be asking too much, so he'll leave it at that* Are you on your way back to the dorms?
Tezuka: No.
Yuuta: I see...
Tezuka: ....
Yuuta: Well, there's still time until the curfew. I think I'll keep practicing for a little bit.
Tezuka: ... *opens the gates to the courts and steps inside* Mind if I watch?
Yuuta: Not at all. *goes back to his training normally, with the new things he's learned*
Tezuka: ... Do you like it here? *said after maybe ten minutes of silence*
Yuuta: Yes... this is much better than my previous schools.
Tezuka: Why?
Yuuta: Because there everyone knew me before I went there. *as he's talking, he keeps practicing*
Tezuka: .... *listening*
Yuuta: But it wasn't like I was known for who I am. I was only Fuji's little brother. Always in his shadow...
Tezuka: *continues to listen, frowning ever so slightly*
Yuuta: ... *snaps out of it* Ah... uh. Sorry. I was rambling...
Tezuka: No, please. It's no bother.
Yuuta: .... Ah. *a quiet and quite awkward moment* It's just that my brother is considered as a genius in many ways. I've always been only average.
Tezuka: *nods* Aa. What I see here? That is not average.
Yuuta: Thank you... *he thought of saying 'you should see my brother play' but he decided not to seem that pathetic*
Tezuka: ... Come on, you should at least try and make small talk... Or something. Don't be such a social reject, Kunimitsu...! ... Would you... *clears throat* Would you like to grab something to... To drink?
Yuuta: Sure. I was getting quite thirsty...
Tezuka: *nod* See, wasn't too difficult, was it? ... Who the hell am I kidding. I don't know what I'm saying... Oh well, I can at least try and be polite. ... Why is he opening up so much to me? I don't understand. Don't know what I'm supposed to say...
Yuuta: *goes to his bag and puts his racquet there before taking it off the ground* *he wasn't really sure what to say to Tezuka... after all, he kind of told his life story there*
Tezuka: ... So. Drink.
Yuuta: ... yeah.
Tezuka: *starts to walk away from the courts, expecting Yuuta to follow*
Yuuta: *follows Tezuka*
Tezuka: *stops in front of a vending machine* ... I hope he has money of his own. Buying something as insignificent as a drink to a stranger might seem like I'm coming on to him, right? I am not, but... I wish I could remember how to act around people you only want as your friends, and not something more... Heh. Don't even know if I know exactly what teh concept of friendship mean. Maybe I should just give it a rest...
Yuuta: *picks a few coins from his pockets, thinking about which drink he should be getting... something he hadn't tried or something he was familiar with*
Tezuka: .... Oh. He wants to buy his own drink, doesn't he? Well... I'll just have a can of Pocari Sweet then... *pays*
Yuuta: *after Tezuka had gotten his drink, he picks a normal Grape Fanta from the selections. he hadn't drank that in a long time* *and yet, he was unsure of what to say to Tezuka*
Tezuka: *drinks his pocari sweet, hello, this is awkward*
Yuuta: Uh... so... do you like to be in this school? *he figured it was best to ask the guestion, since he had been asked that... several minutes ago*
Tezuka: .... It's interesting.
Yuuta: *nods and drinks some of his fanta* Uh... Anyway... I should probably get back to the dorms. I don't want to get caught up to fangirl traffic. *he smiles again* Thanks again for the advice.
Tezuka: *gives a small nod* Of course. He feels awkward around me. Who wouldn't. I... just don't do regular conversations, do I?
Yuuta: Uh. *well doesn't this seem rude* Hey, if you ever need company or just want to talk to someone, just contact me. I might not be my brother, but I'm a pretty good listener and... I'd like to get to know to people. *especially those related to tennis*
Tezuka: ... What does your brother has to do with anything? *deadpan. Yes, he has heard what Yuuta said before but, quite honestly, doesn't care in the least*
Yuuta: Ah... sorry. It's just an old habit. *nervous laugh* Anyway... bye *after a wave he runs off, because he's feeling super embarrased*
Tezuka: ... *is left standing mightly confused, thinking that yes, he messed up again, probably, said something wrong* *sighs and walks back to his dorm*