a little dose of serendipity.
Fandom: Backstage Prince
Characters: Horiuchi Ryusei & Akari
Prompt: 09. smile & 388/185. supernova seek and find.
Word Count: 1125
Rating: K
Disclaimer: I do not own Backstage Prince.
Warning: AU. A little cheesy.
Notes:Written for fanfic50 & 500themes. Prompt tables are here & here. For the 500 themes prompt, I'm replacing 388. Supernova with the NEW 185. seek and find.
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Looking up at the array of legs and feet and shoes, the six year old suddenly felt awfully scared. She had never been to this place before, and though she had been the one to nag mother consistently for the past month, she realized now that this was entirely too much. Her friend had said that the Mall was a really exciting place with many, many stores, and a lot of exciting things. Akari agreed, looking up and around at the plethora of displays and more importantly, people in the area.
It was concerning to the little girl that she no longer had sight of her mother. Somewhere between the Sweet Shoppe and the restaurant, her mother had gotten mixed up with the other hundred people surrounding Akari. Distracted by all the pretty sights, the poor girl didn’t notice until it was too late, and her mother was nowhere to be seen. At first, Akari had not been concerned. Mother will find me, she thought. But five, then ten minutes had passed, and still, mother had not shown up.
Akari blinked her round eyes rapidly, trying to pick her mother’s light brown cardigan out from the crowd. Unfortunately, brown seemed to be a rather popular colour, and from her limited viewpoint, Akari could see nothing useful. Frowning, the girl looked around her for some sort of leverage point. When her eyes caught sight of the huge fountain some distance away, they lit up like Christmas day. There were a lot of people sitting and lounging around the edge - therefore it wouldn’t be too bad if she stood and looked. With that thought in mind, little Akari bounded over to the fountain.
When she reached the thing, she realized the ledge was a little taller than she had expected. But it was no worry for the little girl - she was an expert at climbing. She often climbed the tree outside their complex with the neighborhood kids, and she always beat the boys. Sticking out her tongue in concentration, she reached her hands up, and began to prop herself up onto the outer ledge. After a slight struggle, Akari triumphantly reached the top of the ledge. She realized that some of the adults around the fountain were giving her disapproving stares, but she ignored them. Adults always did that, stare disapprovingly, yell, and stare some more.
Teetering slightly at the top - the ledge was slightly rounded - Akari craned her neck, hoping to catch sight of mother. Again, she was disheartened to find that there was indeed very many brown shirts in the sea of people. Light brown, dark brown, weird brown, yellow brown - Akari had never seen so many shades of the colour.
The six year old sighed, and was about to give up when she thought she saw her mother from her peripheral. Whipping her head around quickly to get a better look, Akari almost gasped out in excitement she saw that it was indeed mother. She waved her little arms in the air, beaming when her mother finally spotted her as well. Mother gave Akari the universal signal to wait, and Akari nodded eagerly. This was enough adventure for one day; she was tired, and wanted to go home to take a nap before dinner. She had nodded so vigorously that she nearly lost her balance. That wasn’t of concern to the petite girl though; she simply stepped her left foot out to the side to steady herself. This happened a lot, losing her balance. Her friends always told her she was rather clumsy.
Unfortunately, in her excitement, the fact that the ledge was rounded slipped Akari’s young mind.
The foot that was supposed to steady her slipped on the rounded edge, and before she could really process what was really happening, Akari was falling. She was so surprised that she didn’t even scream; only a little squeak and gasp escaped her as she pitched forward. She did however, have enough time to squeeze her eyes shut.
The impact never came though, as she heard a slight oof and felt something squishy under her.
Akari knew she had probably landed on a person, and knew that someone was probably going to start yelling at her soon. Despite this, she decided to take a peek at her current cushion. Cracking open one eye in what she thought was a discreet manner, she studied the person under her. Akari didn’t know whether to be relieved or horrified to find that the person looked to be around her age. On one hand, he probably wouldn’t yell at her. On the other, he might start to cry or hit her if she had hurt him.
Suddenly a little embarrassed, Akari climbed off the boy’s body. When she caught sight of his facial expression, she winced, guessing that he would probably be the latter type and hit her, as his glare held venom she didn’t think was possible for a six-seven year old.
“I’m so sorry!” she squeaked. “I didn’t mean to squish you.”
The boy picked himself up slowly, rubbing his arm. “It’s ok.”
Akari peered up at him skeptically; his expression definitely said it was not okay, but she shrugged. “Are you hurt? I’m really sorry.”
He sighed. Akari wondered briefly what kind of seven year old sighed and frowned as much as the boy in front of her did. “I’m fine,” he repeated his assurance.
Akari gasped when she saw a black thing on his arm. “Did I give you that bruise?”
Without thinking, she surged forward to inspect said bruise. When she touched it, the boy winced slightly, and she stumbled out another apology. That must hurt, she thought.
“I’m fine,” he bit out, snatching his arm back. This time, Akari didn’t wince at his unfriendly tone. Instead, she beamed up brilliantly at the boy, and thanked him for cushioning her fall. The boy seemed rather taken aback by her unusual reaction, but before he could say anything, mother emerged from the crowd.
“Akari!” she croaked, gathering the small girl up in her arms. “Oh thank god I found you. Where did you go? I saw you fall! Did you get hurt? Oh dear, don’t ever separate yourself from me in a busy place like this again, you know it’s dangerous…”
Akari tuned out the rest of mother’s rant as the older woman dragged her away from the fountain, towards what she presumed to be the exit. As they walked away, Akari turned her head back to peer at the nice boy that had saved her. Their eyes met for the briefest of moments, and before he could look away defiantly, she smiled again and mouthed thank you.
Back at the fountain, seven year old Ryusei blushed.
Characters: Horiuchi Ryusei & Akari
Prompt: 09. smile & 388/185. supernova seek and find.
Word Count: 1125
Rating: K
Disclaimer: I do not own Backstage Prince.
Warning: AU. A little cheesy.
Notes:Written for fanfic50 & 500themes. Prompt tables are here & here. For the 500 themes prompt, I'm replacing 388. Supernova with the NEW 185. seek and find.
-
Looking up at the array of legs and feet and shoes, the six year old suddenly felt awfully scared. She had never been to this place before, and though she had been the one to nag mother consistently for the past month, she realized now that this was entirely too much. Her friend had said that the Mall was a really exciting place with many, many stores, and a lot of exciting things. Akari agreed, looking up and around at the plethora of displays and more importantly, people in the area.
It was concerning to the little girl that she no longer had sight of her mother. Somewhere between the Sweet Shoppe and the restaurant, her mother had gotten mixed up with the other hundred people surrounding Akari. Distracted by all the pretty sights, the poor girl didn’t notice until it was too late, and her mother was nowhere to be seen. At first, Akari had not been concerned. Mother will find me, she thought. But five, then ten minutes had passed, and still, mother had not shown up.
Akari blinked her round eyes rapidly, trying to pick her mother’s light brown cardigan out from the crowd. Unfortunately, brown seemed to be a rather popular colour, and from her limited viewpoint, Akari could see nothing useful. Frowning, the girl looked around her for some sort of leverage point. When her eyes caught sight of the huge fountain some distance away, they lit up like Christmas day. There were a lot of people sitting and lounging around the edge - therefore it wouldn’t be too bad if she stood and looked. With that thought in mind, little Akari bounded over to the fountain.
When she reached the thing, she realized the ledge was a little taller than she had expected. But it was no worry for the little girl - she was an expert at climbing. She often climbed the tree outside their complex with the neighborhood kids, and she always beat the boys. Sticking out her tongue in concentration, she reached her hands up, and began to prop herself up onto the outer ledge. After a slight struggle, Akari triumphantly reached the top of the ledge. She realized that some of the adults around the fountain were giving her disapproving stares, but she ignored them. Adults always did that, stare disapprovingly, yell, and stare some more.
Teetering slightly at the top - the ledge was slightly rounded - Akari craned her neck, hoping to catch sight of mother. Again, she was disheartened to find that there was indeed very many brown shirts in the sea of people. Light brown, dark brown, weird brown, yellow brown - Akari had never seen so many shades of the colour.
The six year old sighed, and was about to give up when she thought she saw her mother from her peripheral. Whipping her head around quickly to get a better look, Akari almost gasped out in excitement she saw that it was indeed mother. She waved her little arms in the air, beaming when her mother finally spotted her as well. Mother gave Akari the universal signal to wait, and Akari nodded eagerly. This was enough adventure for one day; she was tired, and wanted to go home to take a nap before dinner. She had nodded so vigorously that she nearly lost her balance. That wasn’t of concern to the petite girl though; she simply stepped her left foot out to the side to steady herself. This happened a lot, losing her balance. Her friends always told her she was rather clumsy.
Unfortunately, in her excitement, the fact that the ledge was rounded slipped Akari’s young mind.
The foot that was supposed to steady her slipped on the rounded edge, and before she could really process what was really happening, Akari was falling. She was so surprised that she didn’t even scream; only a little squeak and gasp escaped her as she pitched forward. She did however, have enough time to squeeze her eyes shut.
The impact never came though, as she heard a slight oof and felt something squishy under her.
Akari knew she had probably landed on a person, and knew that someone was probably going to start yelling at her soon. Despite this, she decided to take a peek at her current cushion. Cracking open one eye in what she thought was a discreet manner, she studied the person under her. Akari didn’t know whether to be relieved or horrified to find that the person looked to be around her age. On one hand, he probably wouldn’t yell at her. On the other, he might start to cry or hit her if she had hurt him.
Suddenly a little embarrassed, Akari climbed off the boy’s body. When she caught sight of his facial expression, she winced, guessing that he would probably be the latter type and hit her, as his glare held venom she didn’t think was possible for a six-seven year old.
“I’m so sorry!” she squeaked. “I didn’t mean to squish you.”
The boy picked himself up slowly, rubbing his arm. “It’s ok.”
Akari peered up at him skeptically; his expression definitely said it was not okay, but she shrugged. “Are you hurt? I’m really sorry.”
He sighed. Akari wondered briefly what kind of seven year old sighed and frowned as much as the boy in front of her did. “I’m fine,” he repeated his assurance.
Akari gasped when she saw a black thing on his arm. “Did I give you that bruise?”
Without thinking, she surged forward to inspect said bruise. When she touched it, the boy winced slightly, and she stumbled out another apology. That must hurt, she thought.
“I’m fine,” he bit out, snatching his arm back. This time, Akari didn’t wince at his unfriendly tone. Instead, she beamed up brilliantly at the boy, and thanked him for cushioning her fall. The boy seemed rather taken aback by her unusual reaction, but before he could say anything, mother emerged from the crowd.
“Akari!” she croaked, gathering the small girl up in her arms. “Oh thank god I found you. Where did you go? I saw you fall! Did you get hurt? Oh dear, don’t ever separate yourself from me in a busy place like this again, you know it’s dangerous…”
Akari tuned out the rest of mother’s rant as the older woman dragged her away from the fountain, towards what she presumed to be the exit. As they walked away, Akari turned her head back to peer at the nice boy that had saved her. Their eyes met for the briefest of moments, and before he could look away defiantly, she smiled again and mouthed thank you.
Back at the fountain, seven year old Ryusei blushed.