Drabble-age (783 words, Rikkai + Halloween)
Title: Untitled Rikkai Halloween Crap
Author: Ociwen
Wordcount: 783
Rating: G probably
Disclaimer: Konomi owns all.
Summary: Sanada and his Halloween project? Tarundoru!
Author's Notes: Not really part of anything. Just junk I felt like writing.
Sometimes, Sanada just wished that Yagyuu would keep his mouth shut.
At least then he wouldn’t have to waste his lunch time listening to Marui go on and on about food. Instead, Sanada could be doing something productive. Like eating his bento rather than being forced to take notes for the stupid project for English class.
Which he got stuck working on with Yagyuu.
Because that’s what Sanada had done all year, since Yagyuu was in his class. It couldn’t be Renji. It couldn’t be Yukimura- Sanada sighed for a moment and stared out the window, snippets of last night’s fantasy about playing tennis together and holding hands being far more appealing than half-listening to Marui- it couldn’t have even been Jackal.
No, it had to be Yagyuu.
Who had to ask Marui.
All about Halloween.
Yagyuu poked Sanada in the ribs. “Sanada-kun!” he hissed.
Right. Notes. Sanada made a grumbly noise and scribbled a few more words to appease Yagyuu.
“So- I devised this genius plan that instead of me cosplaying and going out to get candy, the candy should come to me!” Marui said. Kirihara clapped his hands. It was a wonder that he wasn’t barking like a seal, too, at how excited the brat was over the whole idea of free candy.
Sanada could see the club house in shreds after an afternoon of Kirihara on a sugar rush. The gilded trophies they worked so hard for smashed to the floor. Or worse yet, the club house torched and smouldering and the trophies nothing but melted puddles of alloy.
He could hear Yukimura’s sobbing and his own screams of “Nooooooo!”
“No!” he shouted and slammed his hand down on the desk.
Marui popped his lolly out of his mouth. Kirihara blinked. Yagyuu fixed his glasses.
“Sanada-kun, did you get that bit about the supply-and-demand concept that Marui-kun explained?” Yagyuu asked.
Sanada nearly rolled his eyes.
“Yeah!” Marui added. “I demand candy, and thus, it is supplied to me. Simple. That is the basis of Halloween. You can learn a lot from watching American tv shows you know, Sanada.”
Sanada tried to ignore Marui’s barb, but his eye twitched anyway. After Marui invited himself over for dinner last year and found Sanada’s mom’s collection of the entire series of Friends on DVD, Sanada was never going to live that down.
Maybe there was a Halloween episode…
Sanada shook his head. No! Sanada Genichirou would not stoop that low! He would listen to Marui blather. He would work with Yagyuu. He would even ask his older brother for help, if he was desperate enough. But he would not watch his mother’s DVDs.
Yagyuu tapped his fingers on the edge of Sanada’s desk. He hated when Yagyuu did that. And Sanada was fairly certain Yagyuu only did that because he knew that the noise bothered him.
“You have the information about the cosplay?” Yagyuu asked.
Sanada snorted.
“You got the cosplay, yes?” Yagyuu asked again. He tapped his index finger and drummed his nails on the sheet of paper that Sanada had scribbled crappy romanji for HAPI HARORIN all over. Yagyuu was far too insistent about this cosplay information that Sanada couldn’t recall what Marui said the significance was for anyway.
He grunted. “Yes.”
“Good,” Yagyuu said. He grinned, and his teeth and glasses flashed. A little too brightly, given that the day was overcast and the sky outside was grey. Sanada inched away from Yagyuu. Cosplay and Yagyuu tended to equal trouble.
And Niou.
His temple started to throb.
Sanada waited for Kirihara to start to scarf down his lunch first so it wouldn’t look like he was the lame one of the group and starving. Then, Sanada shoveled rice into his mouth, his eyes nearly rolling back as soon as the first few bites hit his rumbling stomach.
Marui kept going on.
Kirihara wasn’t helping matters. “So…” he said, sticking out his bottom lip when Marui swiped a tempura shrimp from his lunch, “Marui-senpai, the whole point of Halloween is to eat candy?”
“Only if you cosplay,” Marui said. “What you do is to cosplay, then you get a sweet treat-”
“Yes yes…” Yagyuu murmured as he chortled to himself and rubbed his hands together. It also looked like he was about to say “Itadakimasu!” and start on his own lunch, but then he just kept cackling and Sanada was fairly certain he could already hear a Puri! down the school corridor.
He didn’t want to know.
He really didn’t want to know.
When Sanada looked down, he could have sworn the sesame seeds on the top of his rice were shaped like a grinning jack-o-lantern.
Tarundoru on this Halloween project.
Author: Ociwen
Wordcount: 783
Rating: G probably
Disclaimer: Konomi owns all.
Summary: Sanada and his Halloween project? Tarundoru!
Author's Notes: Not really part of anything. Just junk I felt like writing.
Sometimes, Sanada just wished that Yagyuu would keep his mouth shut.
At least then he wouldn’t have to waste his lunch time listening to Marui go on and on about food. Instead, Sanada could be doing something productive. Like eating his bento rather than being forced to take notes for the stupid project for English class.
Which he got stuck working on with Yagyuu.
Because that’s what Sanada had done all year, since Yagyuu was in his class. It couldn’t be Renji. It couldn’t be Yukimura- Sanada sighed for a moment and stared out the window, snippets of last night’s fantasy about playing tennis together and holding hands being far more appealing than half-listening to Marui- it couldn’t have even been Jackal.
No, it had to be Yagyuu.
Who had to ask Marui.
All about Halloween.
Yagyuu poked Sanada in the ribs. “Sanada-kun!” he hissed.
Right. Notes. Sanada made a grumbly noise and scribbled a few more words to appease Yagyuu.
“So- I devised this genius plan that instead of me cosplaying and going out to get candy, the candy should come to me!” Marui said. Kirihara clapped his hands. It was a wonder that he wasn’t barking like a seal, too, at how excited the brat was over the whole idea of free candy.
Sanada could see the club house in shreds after an afternoon of Kirihara on a sugar rush. The gilded trophies they worked so hard for smashed to the floor. Or worse yet, the club house torched and smouldering and the trophies nothing but melted puddles of alloy.
He could hear Yukimura’s sobbing and his own screams of “Nooooooo!”
“No!” he shouted and slammed his hand down on the desk.
Marui popped his lolly out of his mouth. Kirihara blinked. Yagyuu fixed his glasses.
“Sanada-kun, did you get that bit about the supply-and-demand concept that Marui-kun explained?” Yagyuu asked.
Sanada nearly rolled his eyes.
“Yeah!” Marui added. “I demand candy, and thus, it is supplied to me. Simple. That is the basis of Halloween. You can learn a lot from watching American tv shows you know, Sanada.”
Sanada tried to ignore Marui’s barb, but his eye twitched anyway. After Marui invited himself over for dinner last year and found Sanada’s mom’s collection of the entire series of Friends on DVD, Sanada was never going to live that down.
Maybe there was a Halloween episode…
Sanada shook his head. No! Sanada Genichirou would not stoop that low! He would listen to Marui blather. He would work with Yagyuu. He would even ask his older brother for help, if he was desperate enough. But he would not watch his mother’s DVDs.
Yagyuu tapped his fingers on the edge of Sanada’s desk. He hated when Yagyuu did that. And Sanada was fairly certain Yagyuu only did that because he knew that the noise bothered him.
“You have the information about the cosplay?” Yagyuu asked.
Sanada snorted.
“You got the cosplay, yes?” Yagyuu asked again. He tapped his index finger and drummed his nails on the sheet of paper that Sanada had scribbled crappy romanji for HAPI HARORIN all over. Yagyuu was far too insistent about this cosplay information that Sanada couldn’t recall what Marui said the significance was for anyway.
He grunted. “Yes.”
“Good,” Yagyuu said. He grinned, and his teeth and glasses flashed. A little too brightly, given that the day was overcast and the sky outside was grey. Sanada inched away from Yagyuu. Cosplay and Yagyuu tended to equal trouble.
And Niou.
His temple started to throb.
Sanada waited for Kirihara to start to scarf down his lunch first so it wouldn’t look like he was the lame one of the group and starving. Then, Sanada shoveled rice into his mouth, his eyes nearly rolling back as soon as the first few bites hit his rumbling stomach.
Marui kept going on.
Kirihara wasn’t helping matters. “So…” he said, sticking out his bottom lip when Marui swiped a tempura shrimp from his lunch, “Marui-senpai, the whole point of Halloween is to eat candy?”
“Only if you cosplay,” Marui said. “What you do is to cosplay, then you get a sweet treat-”
“Yes yes…” Yagyuu murmured as he chortled to himself and rubbed his hands together. It also looked like he was about to say “Itadakimasu!” and start on his own lunch, but then he just kept cackling and Sanada was fairly certain he could already hear a Puri! down the school corridor.
He didn’t want to know.
He really didn’t want to know.
When Sanada looked down, he could have sworn the sesame seeds on the top of his rice were shaped like a grinning jack-o-lantern.
Tarundoru on this Halloween project.