It seems that the drabble I was going to write is quite insistent on me turning it into a multichapter fic. I find this troublesome but look forward to how it turns out. This will be cut for length.
Title: It doesn't have one yet.
Fandom: Tenisu no Oujisama
Characters: So far only Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi Shuichirou
Rating: General as of now.
Warning: A bit weird and trippy.
((OOC-I was trying to write a cute fluffy GP ficlet/drabble but the multichapter fic plunnies attacked me and demanded a fic that's probably gonna have every tennis boy in it eventually. GOD WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME?!?!?))
"Nya Oishi, do you ever wanna do something different?" asked Eiji one rainy Sunday afternoon while hanging
out with his best friend and long time doubles partner.
"Something different? What do you mean by that Eiji?" asked Oishi with a tone of incredulity in his voice.
"Oishi you're being weird today," Eiji said with a pout. "You always understand me nya. What's up with you today?"
Oishi looked at Eiji with a look of utter bafflement on his face and then put his pencil down next to his
math assignment.
"I mean not go to medical school and maybe try something other than tennis for a bit. Like just for a week.
To see if we like doing other stuff nya. Whatcha think?" When Eiji looked down again he found that his doubles
partner had a completely and totally confused expression on his face.
"Who are you and what have you done with Eiji?" Oishi asked in a very worried manner about five seconds beforehe heard pounding on his bedroom door.
"NYA OISHI!!! YOU ANY BETTER YET? YOUR MOM LET ME IN!!!!"
Oishi blinked in a rather confused fashion and then stretched and yawned loudly and saw that he was wearing his very comfortable and favorite cotton pajamas which were sticking to his skin because of the amount of sweat pouring off of him.
"OISHI!!!!! I'm coming in now. You're starting to worry me." Eiji then barged into his doubles partners' room with a tray propped near the door so as not to spill out onto the floor with an incredibly pensive expression covering his normally cheerful face. "Almost all of the club is out now because of the virus that's been going around. Ochibi, Momo, Taka-senpai, and Arai-kun are the only ones practicing with any regularity. Even Buchou is sick with it.
You need to get better Oishi. I don't like seeing you sick. It's no fun playing tennis without you. Oishi what..."
Eiji stopped and looked at Oishi with a very puzzled expression on his face at the look of utter relief and the slightly histerical laughter that was coming from Oishi before he started coughing violently. "AHH!!! OISHI DON'T STRAIN YOURSELF!!!! You'll make the virus worse. And evidently you have a respiratory infection too. Your mom told me when I dropped off your assignments two days ago. You need to take it easy nya."
"No no it's okay. I just had this really... WEIRD dream before you started knocking on my door. You coming in here really calmed me down. Thanks Eiji." Oishi smiled happily at Eiji and then doubled over coughing again. Eiji
then frowned even more and looked at his doubles partner while nervously biting his lip.
"Get better soon okay? I have to get going back to my house to help with making more food. Half of my family is sick as well. I'll come back tomorrow okay?" Eiji walked over to Oishi's desk and put the tray of food on it and then waved at his doubles partner and closed the door to the room.
((OOC-Yes I realize it's incredibly short so far but the plunnies command me to write multichapter fic. A beta would be appreciated as well."))