[Koko wa Greenwood] Hobbies
Title: Hobbies
Genre: General
Rating: T
Characters: ShinobuxMitsuru
Comments: Another post-series ficlet. Completely random, though it was inspired by the 'Touch' challenge over at temps_mort. Otherwise...yes. Trying to keep myself amused while getting over a cold and chipping away at the writing block I've got going here at the same time. Plus! Super-mild-not-really spoiler from the manga. Probably won't even be so much as a blip on the spoiler radar, really. >_<
Shinobu has never been the sort to be...very forthcoming with his personal interests, though there are certain people and things that catch - and through a set of wholly inexplicable circumstances - hold his attention. Some more so than others.
"And this one?" Shinobu asks, running his fingers along a section of skin at the arch of Mitsuru's foot where the skin is slightly rougher than that around it.
He doesn't need to hear the answer because he's heard it so many times before, but it's part of the Game they play.
Mitsuru raises an eyebrow and draws his foot back before Shinobu gets it in his head to torment him, knowing full well where his ticklish spots are. "You already know." He accuses, though there is a faint curve to his lips. "Why do you always do this?"
Shinobu shrugs, the skin at the corner of his eyes crinkling as he offers up that Cheshire-cat grin. "I've always been interested in cartography."
Mitsuru's smile widens, and he shifts to bring their faces closer. "Really."
Shinobu nods as he pulls back, eyes opening to meet Mitsuru's. "Sadly, I could never find time for classes on the subject, so I've had to make do."
Mitsuru frowns at that, giving Shinobu a sideways look as he leans back to rest against the headboard. "That is a pity," he agrees, "maybe we should try to work something out with your schedule next term."
Shinobu tips his head to the side and gives the suggestion serious thought. "I could always take a night class - I've heard good things about Professor Arakawa's classes."
Mitsuru nods, and settles in against the pillows at his back, watching Shinobu with a faint smile.
"But I'm afraid I missed the introductory class last term, which means that I wouldn't be able to meet the prerequisites for the second class in the series." Shinobu muses, absently drumming his fingers on Mitsuru's thigh.
"Maybe you could take an equivalency test," Mitsuru offers, catching Shinobu's eyes with his own. "I'm sure you could manage to pass."
"That means that I would have to spend time studying and working on practical applications of the subject matter to prepare."
Mitsuru shrugs, although the grin tugging at his lips betrays him. "The important things in life require hard work and sacrifice."
"Indeed they do."
Mitsuru shifts slightly beneath Shinobu's scrutiny and decides that he should make the offer before Shinobu devises a creative - and therefore something to be feared - way of posing the question.
"I'd be willing to help, if you need it."
Shinobu smiles that same smile that has never failed to send a little shiver of anticipation through Mitsuru. "I would appreciate it."
Mitsuru laughs, leaning over to press his forehead against Shinobu's. "I'm sure you would."
Shinobu merely smiles and reaches for Mitsuru, fingers roving over exposed skin as he pursues his studies with the kind of focus only he is capable of for a class he never intends to take.
Genre: General
Rating: T
Characters: ShinobuxMitsuru
Comments: Another post-series ficlet. Completely random, though it was inspired by the 'Touch' challenge over at temps_mort. Otherwise...yes. Trying to keep myself amused while getting over a cold and chipping away at the writing block I've got going here at the same time. Plus! Super-mild-not-really spoiler from the manga. Probably won't even be so much as a blip on the spoiler radar, really. >_<
Shinobu has never been the sort to be...very forthcoming with his personal interests, though there are certain people and things that catch - and through a set of wholly inexplicable circumstances - hold his attention. Some more so than others.
"And this one?" Shinobu asks, running his fingers along a section of skin at the arch of Mitsuru's foot where the skin is slightly rougher than that around it.
He doesn't need to hear the answer because he's heard it so many times before, but it's part of the Game they play.
Mitsuru raises an eyebrow and draws his foot back before Shinobu gets it in his head to torment him, knowing full well where his ticklish spots are. "You already know." He accuses, though there is a faint curve to his lips. "Why do you always do this?"
Shinobu shrugs, the skin at the corner of his eyes crinkling as he offers up that Cheshire-cat grin. "I've always been interested in cartography."
Mitsuru's smile widens, and he shifts to bring their faces closer. "Really."
Shinobu nods as he pulls back, eyes opening to meet Mitsuru's. "Sadly, I could never find time for classes on the subject, so I've had to make do."
Mitsuru frowns at that, giving Shinobu a sideways look as he leans back to rest against the headboard. "That is a pity," he agrees, "maybe we should try to work something out with your schedule next term."
Shinobu tips his head to the side and gives the suggestion serious thought. "I could always take a night class - I've heard good things about Professor Arakawa's classes."
Mitsuru nods, and settles in against the pillows at his back, watching Shinobu with a faint smile.
"But I'm afraid I missed the introductory class last term, which means that I wouldn't be able to meet the prerequisites for the second class in the series." Shinobu muses, absently drumming his fingers on Mitsuru's thigh.
"Maybe you could take an equivalency test," Mitsuru offers, catching Shinobu's eyes with his own. "I'm sure you could manage to pass."
"That means that I would have to spend time studying and working on practical applications of the subject matter to prepare."
Mitsuru shrugs, although the grin tugging at his lips betrays him. "The important things in life require hard work and sacrifice."
"Indeed they do."
Mitsuru shifts slightly beneath Shinobu's scrutiny and decides that he should make the offer before Shinobu devises a creative - and therefore something to be feared - way of posing the question.
"I'd be willing to help, if you need it."
Shinobu smiles that same smile that has never failed to send a little shiver of anticipation through Mitsuru. "I would appreciate it."
Mitsuru laughs, leaning over to press his forehead against Shinobu's. "I'm sure you would."
Shinobu merely smiles and reaches for Mitsuru, fingers roving over exposed skin as he pursues his studies with the kind of focus only he is capable of for a class he never intends to take.