021. friends
Title: Bad slogan tee
Fandom: Gundam SEED
Characters: Shiho Hahnenfuss & Yzak Joule
Prompt: 021.Friends
Word Count: 721 words
Rating: PG i guess
Summary: Shiho wonderd why everyone was staring at her.
Author's Notes: I don't own the slogan at the end of the oneshot. I remembered it on someone's shirt..haha
Shiho was wondering why everyone was staring at her when she walked into the school. Girls were whispering and giggling in the hallways. Boys were giving her a glance over. Shiho was perplexed. What was so interesting about her?
"Love your style, Shiho!" one of her classmate said, smiling when she walked past her.
Shiho nodded unsurely, letting out a small smile. Style? She was just wearing her normal schoolwear. A t-shirt and a pair of jeans? Style? Since when wearing t-shirt and jeans was stylish? Sure they don't go out of style, but to be in trend? Has the fashion scene finally crack?
Shiho carried on walking with her head held high, ignoring a few glances her way as she went into class. She didn't even bother to look down at herself. If she had did so, she would have seen why everyone was taking such a particular interest in her today. But alas! She did not.
When she plonked down on her seat, she let out an annoyed sigh. What is it with everyone today? Don't they have anything better to do then to talk about her.
Just then Yzak and Dearka walked into class, both still chatting until Yzak turned to Shiho's direction. His sapphire eyes widened when he noticed her attire, Dearka too turned when Yzak suddenly stop talking. He looked at Shiho and stifled a laugh.
"S-Shiho! Um....you're looking particularly um...hors-oof!" Dearka glared at Yzak who elbowed him in the guts. Shiho looked at them quizzically. What's going on? First the school, now her friends?
She was about to ask when Yzak pulled her up and out of the door. She stumbled trying to keep up with Yzak's pace.
"Y-Yzak! Where are we going?" She cried, slightly breathless.
Yzak stopped abruptly, causing the girl behind him to crash into his back.
"Ow.. Shiho complained, rubbing her face.
Yzak looked at the girl before leaning close. Shiho leaned back instinctively.
"Did you woke up in a rush today?" he asked.
Shiho stared at him. How did he know? She had been in a rush this morning, her alarm clock had decided to go on strike. She had grabbed the first thing she could lay her hands on and had practically sprinted to the school.
"Y-yeah, why?" she asked, confused.
Yzak studied her before telling her and Shiho cursed the day her parents decided she needed a younger brother.
Shiho gave a horrified gasp as she covered her chest, her cheeks flaming hot. Oh god! Oh god! No wonder everyone was staring at her when she walked into school! Everyone knew! But noone bothered to tell her what it was! Oh...if it wasn't for Yzak...Oh man, she would be walking around with that horrible t-shirt! She swore that she would never ever wear slogan tees again.
Yzak watched the panicking girl was a slightly raised eyebrows, he had been shocked to see her wearing that t-shirt, personally he didn't give a damn what people were saying if he was wearing that T-shirt.
Shiho looked at him, maybe all was not lost. Maybe if her beg really hard, Yzak will lend her his jersey that she knew he had because he had soccer training today. Or maybe crying...ah, but Yzak won't fall for it. And she can't cry on command, she just look pathetic. So, she took a shuddering breath.
"Yzak, I know you don't really lend other people your clothes, but please, can you just lend your jersey to me?"
Shiho bit her lower lip as she chanted in her mind, please say yes. Please say yes.
Yzak didn't say anything but merely opened his locker to retreive his jersey and tossed it to Shiho.
Shiho beamed as she ran to the nearest toilet to change her shirt. When she returned, she looked a lot happier.
"Thank you Yzak! I'm so glad you're my friend!" she smiled and did something that surprised Yzak. She tip-toed and kissed Yzak on the cheek.
Yzak blinked at her, his cheeks turning pink. He smiled at her, maybe Shiho should wake up late every morning. He wouldn't mind getting a kiss on the cheek everytime he had to bail her out.
So, what exactly did the t-shirt say?
It read:
"I'm not a stable boy but every morning, I wake up a horse's ass."