[Fics] Sweet Seventeen [OmiRyu] [G/Fluff]
Title : Sweet Seventeen
Characters / Pair : Tosaka Hiroomi x Imaichi Ryuji
Rating / Genre : General, Fluff
Disclaimer : 三代目 J Soul Brothers
Notes : Always lame English XD takes in AU, 10 years ago. When Ryuji and Omi still 17 years old. It's August. Inspired from Omi's and Ryuji's pic when they're still in high school. The pretty boy and the beautiful super saiyan boy.
"Sweet Seventeen.
People said, seventeen is the happiest age.
Many memories will be created at those age.
It's a moment to be enjoyed to the fullest."
Summer comes.
Every male student in his class keep talking at how hot this summer is, but keep overjoyed by the fact now they can see many girl wearing short-pants and a tank top. Showing some part of their beautiful white skin. To be honest, this short-haired seventeen years old boy also being overjoyed by that fact, since, of course as a guy, a real guy seeing girl's body is one of what he loves. Together at how he love wrestling and also soccer. Well, although sometimes people said how being a pervert didn't really suit him well. Blame his face for that.
And here they are. In front of one of Japan's treasure. Osaka Castle. Built by Toyotomi Hideyoshi which was finished when he died. One place which also a place where Hideyoshi's wife and his son took suicide. Keep aside about that, Osaka Castle is one of the greatest tourism place in Osaka. And that's why they are there.
For the long awaited summer school-trip.
***
Fuh.
"That oneechan really are good nee?"
One voice and a hug on his neck made him turned his face. Casually then he moved his irises toward one girl pointed out by one--out of four--of his friends. The seventeen years old boy with a stood out hair color----yes, stood out, because he has dyed his hair with orange color, then thoroughly investigate at the girl. Starts from her long legs, her hips, breast and then face. Hmm. This one girl really beautiful and have such a nice skin, not to mention she a has a good size of breast too.
Hmm.
So what should actually he do?
The boy then nodded a little. Agreed with his friend. "Yes, she's beautiful." He gave back his focus to a little box of juice he hold. Slurp a little bit of the juice inside. This one is his favorite flavour. "Then, then, how about ask her number?!" A suggestion came out from his friend mouth. The boy with an orange colored hair then laugh a little bit, still slurping his juice. "No, no~ Wasn't we should make a report about Osaka Castle?" He shook his head, denied his friend idea with such a cute voice. "Sensei will mad to us if we not make it and playing with girl, haha~" Since that was the reason why they come to Osaka right?! To do this school-trip,
And make a report.
***
He suppose to made a little documentation about Osaka Castle. Nah, he actually did it until one girl came to him. Not one of his classmate, not even a girl from his year, he suppose this girl were in the first or second year. Then, the short-haired boy stood there, waiting for the girl who stand in front of him to start their conversation. To be honest, sometimes he feel so much awkward with this kind of situation. He still think that boys is supposed to be the one who did this, not the girls, but nah, he think the era must be changed already. So?
"Tosaka-kun,"
"Yes?" He lowered his eyes a bit. Looking at how the girl shaking a little bit, a sign of nervousness, he understand that as he understand what actually happen here.
And still seeing girl did something like this, is still improper for him.
"Um, actually..." He stared at the girl, waiting for the continuation of that word. It might be made him a little bit cruel but it will be good if this finished as soon as possible.
...
"Actually, um, I've been in love with you." And there it is.
The Tosaka boy then sighed a little bit, not too clear as he didn't want the girl to catched him sighed. He raised his right hand, scratch the back of his head eventhough it's not feel itchy there. He put down his hand again. Slowly move it to the inside of his pants' pocket. Sometimes he feel as he can't never came up with a good rejection's words. In the end, it will always be a same words. Because the girl were too good for him. Because he didn't really need any girlfriend right now. Because...
He bowed a little. "I am sorry."
"I thank you for your confession but currently I am not seeking any girlfriend." Now, he could see at how the girl's palm face. "I'm focusing at national examination now, so girlfriend is... ah well, I know you'll get a better guy than me." Lie. He told lie. The more he get involved with this, the more he get better and better in lying. "Again, thank you." The boy then bowed again, before turned his body and walk away from the girl. Sighed.
Maybe sooner or later, he will taste what karma feel like.
...
***
He didn't really understand about art.
But he can said this castle really are beautiful, he loves the architectures, and now he forgot did all the style came from Azuchi-Momoyama period or not. Oh, now he understand the karmic of not really listened to historic's lesson. He always feel so sleepy in that lesson. Guess, now he have a question, why did historic always make someone feel so sleepy? Ahahaha, but the historic's lecturer will go mad at him if he ask that.
He and his four friends walked through up the corridor. This castle really are big, he wondered how can people not get lost at that time if the castle is this big? Did they always wander everywhere with a map so they didn't get lost? Ah, maybe yes. It can be like that. Since if it's not because the map they bring right now, this boy feel 100% sure they will get lost.
Oh.
"Why did you stood there?" Ask him to the same boy that asked him to ask a girl phone number back earlier. "Look! What a beautiful young age eh!!" Again eh? "You hear a bit like oldman, you know~" The long haired boy sighed a little. Well, what is it this time? He moved his face toward one place pointed out by his friend's finger. The boy then blinked for a few time. That finger pointed out to one girl and one boy. Under a big tree. Looks like both of them are also a student like them, since they wear a school uniform. And it's far from here, but he could still catch a glimpse of the boy's face. Pretty. He could be one member of an idol group, the boy thought at that time.
But, surely, he couldn't even turned his face away from that boy.
Why?
"Oh shoot! He comes!" Eh? What? "RYUJI! COME ON! RUN!" He turned his face, this is the first time after a moment he can took away his focus from that boy. A pretty boy with short-black hair. Wonder how much girl he could easily get with that face, even thought to be honest, why did he think about it? Yet now he even run from him.
Why?
He don't understand.
***
Things happen after another.
There always a moment when the boy feel not understand about something, which one of them is like now. He don't understand why would some group of boys around his age look into him. What best could they have by looking at others' business like that? Tosaka's boy raised up his eyebrow a little bit. He could easily understand what actually that bunch of boys look at. It's him, and the girl. He understand that. Maybe boys around his age really interested in something like this, and maybe he never understand what actually the boys around his age should do.
But really...
There was one boy among them. Long-haired which was dyed with a color of a sunset sky. Despite of his yankee like appearance, there was something about him. Something, that actually couldn't make him take his eyes off of that boy. He looks so stunningly..
Beautiful.
And, Ryuji, wasn't it?
***
Night comes.
The boy named Ryuji raise his face up, toward the full moon of summer. The night at that time was so beautiful. And the voice of cicada's made the air around him feel so much romantic. The fact now he's at a traditional inn, made everything become more perfect. It will be good if he has someone to be with right now, but, currently he don't have any girlfriend. But sometimes, someone didn't always mean as a girlfriend right?
...
As he thought that. The image of that pretty boy came up to his mind. How can he now feel he wanted him to come and stand here together with him in the inn's corridor while watching the sky? He wondered, but cannot seems find the answer. He just, really wanted to meet him once again, something that made him wondered again and cannot still find the answer. He feel weird, ever since his eyes captured the image of that boy.
Ne, what could it be?
Dear Mr. Moon, do you understand what could it be?
***
"I am going out to buy a drink."
It's 9 p.m and now he stayed at one of a not-so-famous traditional's inn in Osaka. Not-so-famous but it has a good service and building. Tosaka boy open the door, walk out from his and his friends room, and close the door again after that. He walked up, toward the corridor. He remember there was a vending machine in one part of this traditional's inn. He passed the corridor next behind one small Japanese style garden. The sky's tonight looked so clear. It must be because now is summer.
He put his right hand in into the right pocket of his training pants. Took several coins from there. He looked into coins on his palm. Search for a 100 yen coin. Until he carelessly made one coin to fall from there, one coin that now made his way to someone's feet.
"I am sorry, that coi--"
He never believed in karma, never did he with destiny.
As he took away his eyes from one coin and raised up his head a little bit, now, one familiar boy is all over his focus. Those sunset-sky colored hair will never he can forget easily. Those.. beautiful person from before. "Ryuji..." One boy named Ryuji he just met this day from far away. Now in front of him. Made him unconsciously called up to one name.
Ryuji.
Can he tell you, how good you are in that yukata?
***
The moon gave him nothing.
He still wondered with what he felt up until now. Something wrong or special must be owned by that pretty boy. The boy that will turned into 18 in the next month now still stood there. In the corridor with none to be with. Only cicada's voice be his friend at the moment. He sighed. Forgot his plan to go to the onsen. The moon were so beautiful. Maybe he can catch a glimpse of moon's rabbit. Ah, he wanted a mochi now.
He could hear a faint sound of something come toward him. His eyes looked down. Found a small coin stop beside his foot. He wanted to took that coin, give it back to the owner until one unfamiliar voice called out his name. His little name. "Eh?" He raised his body again. Suprised as he found the pretty boy now in front of him. He stood there. Wondered again how the pretty boy knew his name, he wanted to ask, but cancelled it. Left him with only a pair of his eyes stared the pretty boy without nothing to say.
He just, didn't know what to say.
Since the way those eyes look at him made him feel something weird. His chest pounded, with an unnatural beat. It feels warm there. Although he also felt some kind of an uneasiness.
He just met the boy today, but what's with this feeling actually?
***
Again, he never believed in destiny.
But can he called this destiny?
That 'Ryuji' boy were shorter than him. He has a moustache, something that would made the boy looks more masculine than him. His hair were long, dyed with an orange color which maybe could made your eyes hurt. It's bright. Yankee is the best way to describe him, still better than thugs though. However, when you look into the boy more, you will found at how this boy has such a beautiful pair of eyes. That black irises as beautiful as the clear night sky. The short-haired boy then feel so much sure, those beautiful pair of eyes will never tell a lie.
As he realized that, his chest feel so much warmer. He could hear his own heartbeat. It made a sweet rhythm, and he wouldn't tell you a lie, those heartbeat were created because he thought of the boy. Like at how those yukata look very suitable in the boy's body. He look so perfect. He wondered why he can feel something like this toward a boy he just met today. Never exchange a word until now.
"Tosaka Hiroomi."
He opened his mouth. Telling the orange-haired boy his name. Tosaka Hiroomi. Along with an appearance of a small curve of smile on his face. He put his coins back to his pocket. Raised his right hand to be welcomed by the boy's hand. He wanted to know you more, from this second, even though it feel weird and he couldn't found any reason, he just wanted to know you more.
Started from your name. What is your name?
***
Pretty. Handsome.
How many people has told you that? Again he wondered and wondered. He wondered about too many things today. Although none of the question came out from his mouth. He just wondered, inside his head. Still stood there, with mouth closed. He waited, for the pretty boy to open their conversation first if there's gonna be any conversation between them. He wished there'll be any.
Tosaka Hiroomi.
The short-haired boy told him his name. "To..saka Hiro..omi." He whispered the name he just heard. At that time he also noticed a small mole under the pretty boy's right eyes. It made him look more cuter and pretty, even thought he sure the boy would never wanted to be called as pretty. Handsome isn't it? Moreover with that smile. He wondered----for many times, how many girls have surrendered to this boy because of that smile? But, now isn't the time to think about that right? He shook his head a little. Because,
"Imaichi. Imaichi Ryuji."
A wide smile appeared in his face after that. Both of his hands were raised, greet the boy's right hand and shake it. "Nice to meet you~" You know what, it feels warm. The boy--no, Tosaka's hand feel so much warm. And he like it. Wondered why, but he wont ask and wont search for the answer. Just let him feel it.
He were very happy to know and meet you, dear Omi.
So happy.
***
It throbs your heart.
That smile. That wide smile. That innocent smile.
He never knew a boy can have such a cute smile, and maybe, nah forget it, "Nice to know you..."
From this moment. He wanted to know you more and more. Until forever.
"Sweet Seventeen.
It was one moment that cannot be replayed even though you wanted to.
It was one moment that could hold a precious memories for you.
And it was one moment, to be shared with your dearest one."
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