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Title: And All You Can Eat
Rating: G
Summary: Momo vs. Marui
Disclamer: I own nothing
This place is pretty cool," Niou said. "You always go here to celebrate?"
"Yup," Eiji answered. "Kawamura-san always lets us come here."
"The food's great. You actually get it for free?"
"Yeah. I'm kind of surprised Momo hasn't driven them to bankruptcy 'cause of that yet."
Niou looked to the table next to theirs, where Momoshiro was currently cheerfully stuffing himself with the sushi in front of him. "Hmm," he said. "He eats a lot?"
Eiji snorted. "Saying that Momo eats a lot is like saying water is a bit wet, or something. Understatement of the year."
"Meh," Niou said. "That's nothing compared to how Marui eats."
They turned to look at Marui, who was sitting across the table from Momo, eating sushi at about the same speed. They then turned back slowly to look at each other, a look of are you thinking what I'm thinking? passing between them. And then they looked back at the two boys at the next table again.
Eiji grinned, and turned once more to Niou with his eyebrows raised. Niou nodded encouragingly, and Eiji leaned over towards the other table.
"Momo!" he shouted. "You can't lose to that guy! You have to defend Seigaku's pride!"
Momo looked up. "What are you talking about, Eiji-sempai?"
Eiji pointed to Marui. "Him! You can't let him out-eat you, Momo!"
Eiji's proclamation had managed to attract the attention of the other two people at their table, who had previously been chatting to each other. Yagyuu looked mildly interested, but Oishi seemed a bit distressed. "Eiji!" he said, trying to calm down his friend.
Eiji turned to him, the picture of innocence. "What?"
Oishi ignored him, and turned to Momo instead. "You don't have to listen to him---," he began, but broke off as he noticed what was going on at the other table. Momo and Marui were staring at each other intently, their eyes narrowed. Then, they both grabbed some of the food in front of them and started wolfing it down as fast as they could, all while still keeping a wary eye at each other. Oishi blinked and then sighed, and Niou grinned. Eiji jumped up from his place by the table and went stand next to the two of them. "Go Momo!" he cheered excitedly. "You can do it! For Seigaku! Gooo Seigaku!"
Marui actually took a break from eating when he heard that, and gave him a look full of doubt. "Is he always that... enthusiastic? Or do they serve you sake here?" he asked Momo.
"Hey!" Eiji said, and Momo paused in his eating as well.
"That's just Eiji-sempai," he said, as if that would explain everything.
They looked at each other for a while, and then once again turned their attention to the food.
By now, the competition - and Eiji's cheering, which was soon joined by Tomoka - had attracted the attention of practically everyone in the restaurant. Sanada, who was sitting next to Tezuka by the counter, looked on in disbelief. "There... are two of them," he finally said, turning to Tezuka with a questioning look on his face. Tezuka sighed and closed his eyes, and only shook his head slightly instead of answering. Yukimura, on his other side, chuckled. "It would be a shame for us to lose to Seigaku twice in one day, though," he said, just loud enough for Marui to hear it.
"How will they decide who the winner is anyway?" Fuji asked, cocking his head to the side curiously.
Yukimura shrugged. "I guess we'll find out soon enough."
"I guess," Fuji agreed. "Taka-san, I think they're running out of food," he continued, turning around.
Taka-san gave his father an apprehensive look, but the man just chuckled. "Bring the boys some food, Takashi," he said.
As the contest went on, Niou began taking bets on who would last longer. Neither Inui's nor Yanagi's data turned out to be of any use, as both the competitors far surpassed all their expectations. In fact, in the end the one whose guess turned out to be closest was Kawamura-san. ("Must be his years of experience," Horio said.)
Momo was the one to collapse first. Marui took one more bite of sushi before collapsing to the floor as well.
"We might have lost to you at Nationals today," he muttered. "But Rikkai wins where it really matters."
All the Rikkai regulars applauded politely.
Momo just groaned.
"Yeah," Marui agreed, groaning as well.
They laid there on the floor as everyone else returned to their own business, Eiji not without throwing a very disappointed look at Momo first.
Momo was too busy not dying to notice.
"I want," he mumbled as soon as he felt able to talk again, "a rematch."
Marui blinked at the ceiling. "Time and place?"
Momo frowned. "Your territory this time," he said, pretending to be fair but really just too exhausted to think that much just yet.
"I know this hotel where they have this great buffet..." Marui said, his eyes glazing over.
"Hotel buffet? Wouldn't that be expensive?"
"Heh," Marui almost managed a smile. "Not when you're genius enough to snoop out the best and cheapest all-you-can-eat ones."
"Ooh." Momo managed to raise his head enough to give Marui an approving look. "Sounds good."
"So when can you get to Kanagawa?"
"Have to... check my schedule," Momo said, still not quite capable of thinking straight.
They settled on staring at the ceiling again.
A couple of weeks later, he lost the rematch. A few weeks after that, though, he won the second one.
After that, they stopped keeping a score.
EDIT: As seen in the comments, OMAKE: Once More, With Akaya
Kirihara watched Marui, who had fallen asleep - or possibly passed out - on Niou's shoulder in the seat across the aisle from him.
"You know," he said thoughtfully to Jackal, who was sitting next to him. "A normal person would have complained about never wanting to eat again after a competition like that. Marui-sempai arranges a rematch."
Jackal shrugged. "A normal person, maybe. Look around, Akaya. Do you see anyone you'd classify as sane here?"
Kirihara frowned and did as Jackal suggested. "Niou-sempai, maybe," he decided.
Niou, who had been staring out of the window, snapped to attention and leaned forward to stare at Kirihara so fast that Marui's head fell off his shoulder and down behind his back.
"What?"
Kirihara shrugged. "Well, you are the sanest one of us," he said matter-of-factly.
Niou turned to Jackal for help, a scandalized look on his face.
Jackal looked thoughtful. "He does have a point," he said.
Niou refused to talk to either of them anymore for the rest of the journey home.
I would so have added a "the beginning of a beautiful friendship"-line or something of the kind if I hadn't already used that in that one Harry Potter/Hitchhiker's Guide fic of mine.
Title: And All You Can Eat
Rating: G
Summary: Momo vs. Marui
Disclamer: I own nothing
This place is pretty cool," Niou said. "You always go here to celebrate?"
"Yup," Eiji answered. "Kawamura-san always lets us come here."
"The food's great. You actually get it for free?"
"Yeah. I'm kind of surprised Momo hasn't driven them to bankruptcy 'cause of that yet."
Niou looked to the table next to theirs, where Momoshiro was currently cheerfully stuffing himself with the sushi in front of him. "Hmm," he said. "He eats a lot?"
Eiji snorted. "Saying that Momo eats a lot is like saying water is a bit wet, or something. Understatement of the year."
"Meh," Niou said. "That's nothing compared to how Marui eats."
They turned to look at Marui, who was sitting across the table from Momo, eating sushi at about the same speed. They then turned back slowly to look at each other, a look of are you thinking what I'm thinking? passing between them. And then they looked back at the two boys at the next table again.
Eiji grinned, and turned once more to Niou with his eyebrows raised. Niou nodded encouragingly, and Eiji leaned over towards the other table.
"Momo!" he shouted. "You can't lose to that guy! You have to defend Seigaku's pride!"
Momo looked up. "What are you talking about, Eiji-sempai?"
Eiji pointed to Marui. "Him! You can't let him out-eat you, Momo!"
Eiji's proclamation had managed to attract the attention of the other two people at their table, who had previously been chatting to each other. Yagyuu looked mildly interested, but Oishi seemed a bit distressed. "Eiji!" he said, trying to calm down his friend.
Eiji turned to him, the picture of innocence. "What?"
Oishi ignored him, and turned to Momo instead. "You don't have to listen to him---," he began, but broke off as he noticed what was going on at the other table. Momo and Marui were staring at each other intently, their eyes narrowed. Then, they both grabbed some of the food in front of them and started wolfing it down as fast as they could, all while still keeping a wary eye at each other. Oishi blinked and then sighed, and Niou grinned. Eiji jumped up from his place by the table and went stand next to the two of them. "Go Momo!" he cheered excitedly. "You can do it! For Seigaku! Gooo Seigaku!"
Marui actually took a break from eating when he heard that, and gave him a look full of doubt. "Is he always that... enthusiastic? Or do they serve you sake here?" he asked Momo.
"Hey!" Eiji said, and Momo paused in his eating as well.
"That's just Eiji-sempai," he said, as if that would explain everything.
They looked at each other for a while, and then once again turned their attention to the food.
By now, the competition - and Eiji's cheering, which was soon joined by Tomoka - had attracted the attention of practically everyone in the restaurant. Sanada, who was sitting next to Tezuka by the counter, looked on in disbelief. "There... are two of them," he finally said, turning to Tezuka with a questioning look on his face. Tezuka sighed and closed his eyes, and only shook his head slightly instead of answering. Yukimura, on his other side, chuckled. "It would be a shame for us to lose to Seigaku twice in one day, though," he said, just loud enough for Marui to hear it.
"How will they decide who the winner is anyway?" Fuji asked, cocking his head to the side curiously.
Yukimura shrugged. "I guess we'll find out soon enough."
"I guess," Fuji agreed. "Taka-san, I think they're running out of food," he continued, turning around.
Taka-san gave his father an apprehensive look, but the man just chuckled. "Bring the boys some food, Takashi," he said.
As the contest went on, Niou began taking bets on who would last longer. Neither Inui's nor Yanagi's data turned out to be of any use, as both the competitors far surpassed all their expectations. In fact, in the end the one whose guess turned out to be closest was Kawamura-san. ("Must be his years of experience," Horio said.)
Momo was the one to collapse first. Marui took one more bite of sushi before collapsing to the floor as well.
"We might have lost to you at Nationals today," he muttered. "But Rikkai wins where it really matters."
All the Rikkai regulars applauded politely.
Momo just groaned.
"Yeah," Marui agreed, groaning as well.
They laid there on the floor as everyone else returned to their own business, Eiji not without throwing a very disappointed look at Momo first.
Momo was too busy not dying to notice.
"I want," he mumbled as soon as he felt able to talk again, "a rematch."
Marui blinked at the ceiling. "Time and place?"
Momo frowned. "Your territory this time," he said, pretending to be fair but really just too exhausted to think that much just yet.
"I know this hotel where they have this great buffet..." Marui said, his eyes glazing over.
"Hotel buffet? Wouldn't that be expensive?"
"Heh," Marui almost managed a smile. "Not when you're genius enough to snoop out the best and cheapest all-you-can-eat ones."
"Ooh." Momo managed to raise his head enough to give Marui an approving look. "Sounds good."
"So when can you get to Kanagawa?"
"Have to... check my schedule," Momo said, still not quite capable of thinking straight.
They settled on staring at the ceiling again.
A couple of weeks later, he lost the rematch. A few weeks after that, though, he won the second one.
After that, they stopped keeping a score.
EDIT: As seen in the comments, OMAKE: Once More, With Akaya
Kirihara watched Marui, who had fallen asleep - or possibly passed out - on Niou's shoulder in the seat across the aisle from him.
"You know," he said thoughtfully to Jackal, who was sitting next to him. "A normal person would have complained about never wanting to eat again after a competition like that. Marui-sempai arranges a rematch."
Jackal shrugged. "A normal person, maybe. Look around, Akaya. Do you see anyone you'd classify as sane here?"
Kirihara frowned and did as Jackal suggested. "Niou-sempai, maybe," he decided.
Niou, who had been staring out of the window, snapped to attention and leaned forward to stare at Kirihara so fast that Marui's head fell off his shoulder and down behind his back.
"What?"
Kirihara shrugged. "Well, you are the sanest one of us," he said matter-of-factly.
Niou turned to Jackal for help, a scandalized look on his face.
Jackal looked thoughtful. "He does have a point," he said.
Niou refused to talk to either of them anymore for the rest of the journey home.
I would so have added a "the beginning of a beautiful friendship"-line or something of the kind if I hadn't already used that in that one Harry Potter/Hitchhiker's Guide fic of mine.