Silly little drabble that came out of no where.
Title: Told Ya
Characters/Pairings: Akaya, Jirou, Rikkai regulars / AkaJirou
Word Count: +/-396
Rating: G
It wasn’t that it was unusual for Akaya to smile. It was just that no one was used .to seeing him smile so much. Even when he lost his match against Yanagi six games to one, the annoyance and anger with himself had not only seemed half as fierce as it normally did, but it also only lasted a few seconds before a giddy little smile was back on his lips and there was almost a spring in his step as he stepped off the court.
“Kirihara-kun seems lively today, don’t you think, Sanada~?” Yukimura chimed with an amused little laugh once practice had finished, watching the second-year disappear into the changing rooms. The vice-captain just ‘hn’ed before barking orders at the first years to pick up the balls and do laps for warm down. Yukimura laughed again. “Renji, what do you think~?”
“There is a 79% chance that Kirihara-kun is excited about the release of a new game,” Yanagi calculated almost emotionlessly and slid his racket into his bag. “And--
“I heard he’s got a girlfriend,” Marui interrupted with a grin and an elbow nudge to Jackal’s side.
The Brazillian nodded. “He couldn’t put his phone down at lunch and he kept smiling at every message he got.” The pair grinned at each other and started discussing their kouhai’s love life, Niou joining in with teases and the occasional ‘puri’.
“Marui-kun,” Yagyuu interrupted after a few minutes. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready?”
The pink-haired blinked. “Huh? Why?”
“Aren’t you meeting up with Akutagawa-kun this evening?”
“…No…?”
“Then why is he coming this way?”
The group of regulars all turned towards the gate where, sure enough, the blond was walking towards them. He was still in his tennis gear, the Hyoutei colours standing out like they always did when he visited, and his tennis bag was slung over one shoulder.
“What the-“
“Rocchan~!!”
“Akkun~!”
The seniors just stood and stared for a long while as their messy-haired junior bolted from the changing rooms and almost tackled the blond. A hello kiss and a few moments of talking later, the pair began to walk towards the school gate, hand in hand.
Silence hung over the tennis team until they were well out of sight.
“… Told ya he had a girlfriend,” Marui snapped his gum.
“Eh? Bunta, Jirou’s a gu-“
“I said, I told ya.”