[mekakuni] Memories of the Future ch.7
Memories of the Future
chapter 7: #4 our distance and that person
Disclaimer: I do not own Mekakushi no Kuni.
Pairing: Namiki/Kaichou
Notes: for 30_kisses theme #4 our distance and that person
Archive: lj / ffnet
Words: 1396
-----chapter 7: our distance and that person-----
True as Masahiro had predicted, two scouts approached Kaichou's younger brother right after the match. Although their school had not won, Kaichou's brother had truly played well near the end of the match. Almost everyone's eyes had been on him. Masahiro watched expressions of amazement and embarrassment flicker over the younger boy's face as the two scouts talked animatedly with him.
Kaichou stood slightly apart from her younger brother, pushed off to the side by the two eager scouts. She glanced at her younger brother and then back at Masahiro, a thoughtful expression adorning her face.
Masahiro met her eyes.
People walked between them. Snatches of conversation--"Hey, I'll see you tomorrow then!" "Want to come over later?" "No way, you kissed her?"--drifted to his ear. But none of these truly registered, for Masahiro only saw her.
Here was the perfect chance, wasn't it? She had just seen one of his predictions come true. Kaichou was a smart person. She must have felt that something was a little off. She might think that it was a lucky guess on his part, as any practical person would think, or that he had inside knowledge, but it was as good a place to start as any...
"Aniki."
Masahiro jumped at the sudden voice. He glanced to the right where his brother was scowling at him, his connection with Kaichou lost.
"Have you heard anything I said in the past minute?" asked Junya.
"No...sorry," replied Masahiro, his heart beat finally slowing down.
Junya huffed. "Well, these scouts are talking with my captain right now, so my team's probably not leaving just yet. I was wondering if you wanted to go out and shoot some baskets..." Junya paused, glancing over at the Someya siblings, a slight smile tugging at his lips. "But I think you'd rather stay here and make lovey-dovey eyes at Someya over there."
Masahiro scowled, his face reddening. He bopped Junya on the head.
"That's Someya-san to you, you brat."
"What, no comment about the lovey-dovey eyes?" asked Junya as he rubbed his head.
Masahiro rolled his eyes. "I was not making eyes at her. You wanted to shoot some baskets right? Come on, let's go."
Without letting Junya say anything else, Masahiro pulled Junya towards the outdoor basketball courts. He spared a backward glance at the Someya siblings, noting that Kaichou had somehow engaged herself in the conversation with the two scouts. She had a bright smile on her face, one that was mirrored closely by her brother.
...he hadn't been making 'lovey-dovey' eyes at Kaichou...had he?
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"Fourth basket!" shouted Masahiro as his basket went in. "It's now 4-4, Junya. I've caught up."
Junya scowled. "You don't have to be so proud about a tie! It's just a tie!"
"Ah, but I'm not the one in the basketball club now, am I?" asked Masahiro.
"No..." admitted Junya reluctantly. "Really, I don't see why you didn't join the basketball club. You're good, I give you that."
Masahiro shrugged as he went to pick up the ball.
"We used to do this a lot, didn't we?" asked Junya in a small voice. "There was this park near our house that we would sneak off to whenever Mom and Dad weren't home. We'd try to pass each other's defense. The hoops were so high back then...such a hard goal to reach. But I remember...Aniki, how you kept trying and trying. I could never win against you. But...it was fun."
Junya blinked as Masahiro passed him the ball.
"Stupid Junya. What are you being all sentimental for?"
Junya reddened. "I just miss those days."
"No use dwelling on the past. I'm here now, aren't I?" pointed out Masahiro.
Damn it. He missed those days too. But the past was the past. It couldn't be changed no matter what power he had. Even if he were given the power to change the past...he wouldn't take it. After all, if it weren't because of his running away from home and everything that transpired afterwards, he'd have never met Kanade or Arou...or Kaichou. He would have never learned what friendship was. Oh, he had mutually beneficial relationships, like the one with Ootake Yuusuke...but friends?
Junya nodded. "Aniki." He looked up at Masahiro while dribbling the ball absentmindedly. "Have you considered coming home?"
Home?
She smiled. She smiled!
Masahiro looked away, a sad smile on his face. "...of course I have..but I'm not quite ready yet."
"I see," replied Junya, his voice laced with disappointment.
Sensing the awkward mood, Junya quickly tried to change the subject. "Ne, Aniki, you're a good player. You really should've tried out for basketball. I was almost never able to pass your defenses! It was almost like you could tell what I was going to do next..."
Junya blinked, realizing what he had just said. "Wait a minute...tell me you didn't!"
Masahiro just looked back at Junya innocently.
"Aniki!!"
-----
The count was 5-7 in Junya's favor when the ball slipped out of Masahiro's reach and rolled away from the court. He hurried after it, but it kept rolling and rolling until it stopped by a pair of impeccably clean brown shoes.
Masahiro glanced up.
"I've heard Shiya mention that you're good at basketball. I see that he was right," remarked Kaichou.
His heart had definitely made a little leap this time upon seeing her. It must have been because of nerves. Junya had distracted him from approaching Kaichou back in the gym, but now that Kaichou was here before him, he had another chance.
He picked the ball up, straightened, and then glanced around looking for Kaichou's brother. Kaichou nodded her head towards the hoops.
"Looking for Shiya? He just went off to talk to your brother."
"Ah." Masahiro glanced back and noticed that the two had quickly gotten into a match. He raised his eyebrow, for wasn't he the one holding the basketball? But he supposed that Someya had brought his own.
"My basketball skills are nothing to talk about," murmured Masahiro as he watched the two younger siblings face off. "Those two are the amazing ones."
Junya had grown up somewhere along the way...and Masahiro hadn't been there to see it.
He watched Junya try a feint, but Someya read his intent and stopped him. However, Junya spun around right after and dashed through Someya's defense. Unwilling to let Junya best him, Someya matched Junya step for step, guarding him from the hoops.
Kaichou smiled. "They are, aren't they? They still have so much energy after that long match of theirs. And those two scouts that approached Shiya...it was quite unbelievable. It was just as you said." Kaichou glanced at him, intrigued.
Masahiro smiled back at her. "See? I told you so."
"But how did you know? I don't think I heard your answer," wondered Kaichou.
He was about to answer her directly when the sudden wind blew the scent of onions and turnips over to where they were, causing Kaichou to laugh.
"Oh, this scent. Arou-kun's field must be blooming by now."
"Yeah, it must be," murmured Masahiro. "I remember how depressed he was when you told him he needed to trim his field down."
Kaichou smiled fondly. "That's right...it was around this time of the year then too, wasn't it?"
Masahiro nodded without saying a word. The conversation had already headed a different direction. It would be awkward to blurt out to her about his ability to see the future at the moment...or so he told himself. Now he really sympathized with what Kanade had to go through with Eri. It really wasn't easy.
She tucked her hair back behind her ear, a faraway look on her face. Perhaps she was remembering the vast fields Arou had been tending. Perhaps she was thinking about her confession to Arou. Masahiro frowned. For some reason, that thought didn't agree with him.
"It was around this time of the year then too..." started Kaichou again before she paused. "Has it already been a year already?" she wondered. "I felt so silly then. I really thought Kanade was your girlfriend, not his. How wrong I was." She looked at him apologetically.
"I wished you were right then," murmured Masahiro as he bounced the ball.
"...you wished? So you don't anymore?" questioned Kaichou.
He continued bouncing the ball. When he finally spoke up, it wasn't to answer her question.
"Hey, up for some basketball?"
"What?" asked Kaichou alarmed.
Masahiro grabbed Kaichou's hand. Her eyes widened even further. She glanced at their entwined hands and then back at his face.
"The other side of the court is still open. Come on!" said Masahiro.
"But! Basketball? I don't mix well with basketball!" protested Kaichou. "I'm the class president! I don't do basketball!"
"You won't know until you try."
He grinned.
-----tbc----
...I barely made the deadline for 30_kisses this time around. Tried to request an extension...but I don't think they granted me one. ^^;; This chapter was really rushed. I don't quite like it. At least, I don't think it's up to par with the previous chapters. But! Junya! :D I love Junya.
I'll probably edit this chapter some more later.
chapter 7: #4 our distance and that person
Disclaimer: I do not own Mekakushi no Kuni.
Pairing: Namiki/Kaichou
Notes: for 30_kisses theme #4 our distance and that person
Archive: lj / ffnet
Words: 1396
-----chapter 7: our distance and that person-----
True as Masahiro had predicted, two scouts approached Kaichou's younger brother right after the match. Although their school had not won, Kaichou's brother had truly played well near the end of the match. Almost everyone's eyes had been on him. Masahiro watched expressions of amazement and embarrassment flicker over the younger boy's face as the two scouts talked animatedly with him.
Kaichou stood slightly apart from her younger brother, pushed off to the side by the two eager scouts. She glanced at her younger brother and then back at Masahiro, a thoughtful expression adorning her face.
Masahiro met her eyes.
People walked between them. Snatches of conversation--"Hey, I'll see you tomorrow then!" "Want to come over later?" "No way, you kissed her?"--drifted to his ear. But none of these truly registered, for Masahiro only saw her.
Here was the perfect chance, wasn't it? She had just seen one of his predictions come true. Kaichou was a smart person. She must have felt that something was a little off. She might think that it was a lucky guess on his part, as any practical person would think, or that he had inside knowledge, but it was as good a place to start as any...
"Aniki."
Masahiro jumped at the sudden voice. He glanced to the right where his brother was scowling at him, his connection with Kaichou lost.
"Have you heard anything I said in the past minute?" asked Junya.
"No...sorry," replied Masahiro, his heart beat finally slowing down.
Junya huffed. "Well, these scouts are talking with my captain right now, so my team's probably not leaving just yet. I was wondering if you wanted to go out and shoot some baskets..." Junya paused, glancing over at the Someya siblings, a slight smile tugging at his lips. "But I think you'd rather stay here and make lovey-dovey eyes at Someya over there."
Masahiro scowled, his face reddening. He bopped Junya on the head.
"That's Someya-san to you, you brat."
"What, no comment about the lovey-dovey eyes?" asked Junya as he rubbed his head.
Masahiro rolled his eyes. "I was not making eyes at her. You wanted to shoot some baskets right? Come on, let's go."
Without letting Junya say anything else, Masahiro pulled Junya towards the outdoor basketball courts. He spared a backward glance at the Someya siblings, noting that Kaichou had somehow engaged herself in the conversation with the two scouts. She had a bright smile on her face, one that was mirrored closely by her brother.
...he hadn't been making 'lovey-dovey' eyes at Kaichou...had he?
-----
"Fourth basket!" shouted Masahiro as his basket went in. "It's now 4-4, Junya. I've caught up."
Junya scowled. "You don't have to be so proud about a tie! It's just a tie!"
"Ah, but I'm not the one in the basketball club now, am I?" asked Masahiro.
"No..." admitted Junya reluctantly. "Really, I don't see why you didn't join the basketball club. You're good, I give you that."
Masahiro shrugged as he went to pick up the ball.
"We used to do this a lot, didn't we?" asked Junya in a small voice. "There was this park near our house that we would sneak off to whenever Mom and Dad weren't home. We'd try to pass each other's defense. The hoops were so high back then...such a hard goal to reach. But I remember...Aniki, how you kept trying and trying. I could never win against you. But...it was fun."
Junya blinked as Masahiro passed him the ball.
"Stupid Junya. What are you being all sentimental for?"
Junya reddened. "I just miss those days."
"No use dwelling on the past. I'm here now, aren't I?" pointed out Masahiro.
Damn it. He missed those days too. But the past was the past. It couldn't be changed no matter what power he had. Even if he were given the power to change the past...he wouldn't take it. After all, if it weren't because of his running away from home and everything that transpired afterwards, he'd have never met Kanade or Arou...or Kaichou. He would have never learned what friendship was. Oh, he had mutually beneficial relationships, like the one with Ootake Yuusuke...but friends?
Junya nodded. "Aniki." He looked up at Masahiro while dribbling the ball absentmindedly. "Have you considered coming home?"
Home?
She smiled. She smiled!
Masahiro looked away, a sad smile on his face. "...of course I have..but I'm not quite ready yet."
"I see," replied Junya, his voice laced with disappointment.
Sensing the awkward mood, Junya quickly tried to change the subject. "Ne, Aniki, you're a good player. You really should've tried out for basketball. I was almost never able to pass your defenses! It was almost like you could tell what I was going to do next..."
Junya blinked, realizing what he had just said. "Wait a minute...tell me you didn't!"
Masahiro just looked back at Junya innocently.
"Aniki!!"
-----
The count was 5-7 in Junya's favor when the ball slipped out of Masahiro's reach and rolled away from the court. He hurried after it, but it kept rolling and rolling until it stopped by a pair of impeccably clean brown shoes.
Masahiro glanced up.
"I've heard Shiya mention that you're good at basketball. I see that he was right," remarked Kaichou.
His heart had definitely made a little leap this time upon seeing her. It must have been because of nerves. Junya had distracted him from approaching Kaichou back in the gym, but now that Kaichou was here before him, he had another chance.
He picked the ball up, straightened, and then glanced around looking for Kaichou's brother. Kaichou nodded her head towards the hoops.
"Looking for Shiya? He just went off to talk to your brother."
"Ah." Masahiro glanced back and noticed that the two had quickly gotten into a match. He raised his eyebrow, for wasn't he the one holding the basketball? But he supposed that Someya had brought his own.
"My basketball skills are nothing to talk about," murmured Masahiro as he watched the two younger siblings face off. "Those two are the amazing ones."
Junya had grown up somewhere along the way...and Masahiro hadn't been there to see it.
He watched Junya try a feint, but Someya read his intent and stopped him. However, Junya spun around right after and dashed through Someya's defense. Unwilling to let Junya best him, Someya matched Junya step for step, guarding him from the hoops.
Kaichou smiled. "They are, aren't they? They still have so much energy after that long match of theirs. And those two scouts that approached Shiya...it was quite unbelievable. It was just as you said." Kaichou glanced at him, intrigued.
Masahiro smiled back at her. "See? I told you so."
"But how did you know? I don't think I heard your answer," wondered Kaichou.
He was about to answer her directly when the sudden wind blew the scent of onions and turnips over to where they were, causing Kaichou to laugh.
"Oh, this scent. Arou-kun's field must be blooming by now."
"Yeah, it must be," murmured Masahiro. "I remember how depressed he was when you told him he needed to trim his field down."
Kaichou smiled fondly. "That's right...it was around this time of the year then too, wasn't it?"
Masahiro nodded without saying a word. The conversation had already headed a different direction. It would be awkward to blurt out to her about his ability to see the future at the moment...or so he told himself. Now he really sympathized with what Kanade had to go through with Eri. It really wasn't easy.
She tucked her hair back behind her ear, a faraway look on her face. Perhaps she was remembering the vast fields Arou had been tending. Perhaps she was thinking about her confession to Arou. Masahiro frowned. For some reason, that thought didn't agree with him.
"It was around this time of the year then too..." started Kaichou again before she paused. "Has it already been a year already?" she wondered. "I felt so silly then. I really thought Kanade was your girlfriend, not his. How wrong I was." She looked at him apologetically.
"I wished you were right then," murmured Masahiro as he bounced the ball.
"...you wished? So you don't anymore?" questioned Kaichou.
He continued bouncing the ball. When he finally spoke up, it wasn't to answer her question.
"Hey, up for some basketball?"
"What?" asked Kaichou alarmed.
Masahiro grabbed Kaichou's hand. Her eyes widened even further. She glanced at their entwined hands and then back at his face.
"The other side of the court is still open. Come on!" said Masahiro.
"But! Basketball? I don't mix well with basketball!" protested Kaichou. "I'm the class president! I don't do basketball!"
"You won't know until you try."
He grinned.
-----tbc----
...I barely made the deadline for 30_kisses this time around. Tried to request an extension...but I don't think they granted me one. ^^;; This chapter was really rushed. I don't quite like it. At least, I don't think it's up to par with the previous chapters. But! Junya! :D I love Junya.
I'll probably edit this chapter some more later.