for dtn
Because dtn keeled me with her Date x Minami (Felix x Piers) art, I'll be returning the favor.
Title: Afterwards
By: nikki hiiragizawa
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Baba Tooru x Minami Keisuke 8D
Rating: NC-17 PG
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine~
Dedication: for the wonderful dtn
Summary: Things are different during and after rehearsals.
Warning: no plot at all, no story whatever, LOL. just to bring them together. oh, and I typed it directly in the update box ^^; so...unedited.
I patted Masa on the shoulder. “Idiot, you should be standing here on my left.” I laughed as I saw Masa give me a pout and grumbled as he moved to my other side.
“For a really cute face, you sure have a bossy attitude,” he told me as he positioned beside me, ready to resume practice.
Making a face, I stepped on his foot, earning a howl from him. “I’m not cute,” I retorted. “And if you keep saying that, find yourself another doubles partner.”
Masa rolled his eyes and said something, but I stopped listening. I was focusing on the other end of the rehearsal hall, where the Seigaku actors were trying to destroy the hospital bed. I let Masa grumble about the difficult steps in the number as I watched the rowdy bunch wrestle for space on the narrow bed.
Doori was as usual, at the bottom of the boypile, wincing as someone rested his weight on him. I raised my brow as I saw who was pinning him down to gain possession of the bed.
“Kei-chan, stop!!”
Minami was a quiet guy by nature, the one who was usually having fun by just watching the others have fun. But whenever he was within the likes of Aiba and Doori, his quiet nature always seemed to slip away, making him catch the rowdy nature of the two boys. That was the way he was now, pinning Doori to the bed with Aiba helping him. The other guys were laughing like crazy, not making any more to stop the three.
A ringtone erupting from the group stopped the fun. Sighing, Aiba pulled his phone off his pocket and answered the call.
“Oh, Shirota. I’m at reharsal...what?”
For a moment, my eyes flitted away from the scene and saw Irei from Rokkaku’s side watching Aiba with a hurt expression on his face. Well, I guess he couldn’t help it. He was loving someone who already loved another. He was not as lucky as me, but I bet we were feeling the same. Hurt.
When Aiba left, Minami and Doori were still on the bed with the rest wondering if they would continue the fun. I don’t know what was my facial expression then because when Minami looked up, he was surprised.
We held gazes for a moment, until Minami gave up. He stood up, straightened his shirt and helped Doori up his feet. I also noticed Doori’s eyes on me but I paid no attention.
I knew Minami looked at me the second time, but I already turned away and wound an arm around Masa’s, catching my doubles partner off-guard.
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“Otsukaresama deshita!”
I slung my bag over a shoulder and headed out of the room when I felt a hand on my arm.
“Kei-chan...”
“Aibacchi, I’m going out first, ne? I’m going home with Ba-chon.” He held my arm tightly, as if afraid that I would run away.
Aiba looked confused, but nodded anyway. As we turned away, I had a glimpse of Masa watching us -- watching me. I paid him no heed as I let Minami drag me outside.
“You’re mad,” Minami said. It was not a question, but rather an observation. I let him hang onto that conversation. I was not mad, but I wanted him to think so. We kept quiet as we walked through the hallway, his hand still on my arm. I relished the warmth from his hold.
I was different from Irei, I thought before. Unlike him who was waiting for someone unreachable, I’m waiting for someone who was mine to start with. The only thing keeping us apart were the rehearsals because we belong in different teams, but after rehearsals, it was a different story. After rehearsals, he came to me on his own.
As we walked by the men’s room, we almost ran to Doori, who looked up, surprised. Minami gave him a small smile and we left him. I smiled at the pasted look of pain on Doori’s face.
Doori.
Oh you poor boy.
Maa, I didn't want poor Doori to suffer but he is the sacrifice ^^. And I know Baba is an evil...narcissist if you have watched the backstage and cracked up at the way he was shouting and flailing around XD.
BTW, no, it's not true that I'm shifting OTPs, LOL.
Title: Afterwards
By: nikki hiiragizawa
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Baba Tooru x Minami Keisuke 8D
Rating: NC-17 PG
Disclaimer: They aren’t mine~
Dedication: for the wonderful dtn
Summary: Things are different during and after rehearsals.
Warning: no plot at all, no story whatever, LOL. just to bring them together. oh, and I typed it directly in the update box ^^; so...unedited.
I patted Masa on the shoulder. “Idiot, you should be standing here on my left.” I laughed as I saw Masa give me a pout and grumbled as he moved to my other side.
“For a really cute face, you sure have a bossy attitude,” he told me as he positioned beside me, ready to resume practice.
Making a face, I stepped on his foot, earning a howl from him. “I’m not cute,” I retorted. “And if you keep saying that, find yourself another doubles partner.”
Masa rolled his eyes and said something, but I stopped listening. I was focusing on the other end of the rehearsal hall, where the Seigaku actors were trying to destroy the hospital bed. I let Masa grumble about the difficult steps in the number as I watched the rowdy bunch wrestle for space on the narrow bed.
Doori was as usual, at the bottom of the boypile, wincing as someone rested his weight on him. I raised my brow as I saw who was pinning him down to gain possession of the bed.
“Kei-chan, stop!!”
Minami was a quiet guy by nature, the one who was usually having fun by just watching the others have fun. But whenever he was within the likes of Aiba and Doori, his quiet nature always seemed to slip away, making him catch the rowdy nature of the two boys. That was the way he was now, pinning Doori to the bed with Aiba helping him. The other guys were laughing like crazy, not making any more to stop the three.
A ringtone erupting from the group stopped the fun. Sighing, Aiba pulled his phone off his pocket and answered the call.
“Oh, Shirota. I’m at reharsal...what?”
For a moment, my eyes flitted away from the scene and saw Irei from Rokkaku’s side watching Aiba with a hurt expression on his face. Well, I guess he couldn’t help it. He was loving someone who already loved another. He was not as lucky as me, but I bet we were feeling the same. Hurt.
When Aiba left, Minami and Doori were still on the bed with the rest wondering if they would continue the fun. I don’t know what was my facial expression then because when Minami looked up, he was surprised.
We held gazes for a moment, until Minami gave up. He stood up, straightened his shirt and helped Doori up his feet. I also noticed Doori’s eyes on me but I paid no attention.
I knew Minami looked at me the second time, but I already turned away and wound an arm around Masa’s, catching my doubles partner off-guard.
----------------------
“Otsukaresama deshita!”
I slung my bag over a shoulder and headed out of the room when I felt a hand on my arm.
“Kei-chan...”
“Aibacchi, I’m going out first, ne? I’m going home with Ba-chon.” He held my arm tightly, as if afraid that I would run away.
Aiba looked confused, but nodded anyway. As we turned away, I had a glimpse of Masa watching us -- watching me. I paid him no heed as I let Minami drag me outside.
“You’re mad,” Minami said. It was not a question, but rather an observation. I let him hang onto that conversation. I was not mad, but I wanted him to think so. We kept quiet as we walked through the hallway, his hand still on my arm. I relished the warmth from his hold.
I was different from Irei, I thought before. Unlike him who was waiting for someone unreachable, I’m waiting for someone who was mine to start with. The only thing keeping us apart were the rehearsals because we belong in different teams, but after rehearsals, it was a different story. After rehearsals, he came to me on his own.
As we walked by the men’s room, we almost ran to Doori, who looked up, surprised. Minami gave him a small smile and we left him. I smiled at the pasted look of pain on Doori’s face.
Doori.
Oh you poor boy.
Maa, I didn't want poor Doori to suffer but he is the sacrifice ^^. And I know Baba is an evil...narcissist if you have watched the backstage and cracked up at the way he was shouting and flailing around XD.
BTW, no, it's not true that I'm shifting OTPs, LOL.