while i wasn't looking (tofu)
title: While I wasn't looking...
author: yumeyana
rating: PG
genre: sap, mild angst (if you really look at it)
pairing: ToFu
summary: Atobe muses. And when least expected it, he comes realize something he's never noticed before.
Author’s Notes: As usual, I wasn’t completely planning on writing it this way but the words came and I couldn’t stop them. Not that I wanted to, of course. Anyway, this was the first time I used this style, I hope it went well.
Dedication: To w175n57, who requested this a very long time ago.
Disclaimers: Tennis no Oujisama and all its characters belong to Konomi-sensei. The plot is mine.
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While I wasn’t looking…
I think it’s rather odd for me to be thinking like this when an image of you keeps flashing my mind.
It’s not supposed to be odd, I know, since I’ve come to like you much more than a friend would like another. I know that my heart harbors special feelings for you but could I be so audacious if I were to call it ‘love’? And if it’s not so, what can I call this feeling I have for you?
This is confusing.
It’s not that I want to see you everyday or I always wonder how you’re doing; it’s not that you make my heart skip two steps at a time or make my heart beat faster. You don’t even make me blush. You don’t make me feel like a freaking teenager who becomes insulin-induced whenever that special someone is close by.
No, you don’t make me feel that way. And I’m really thankful that you don’t.
Ore-sama will never be lowered to such monstrosities.
Chuckling now, ahn? I’m sure you are.
You will laugh at me later on or even think that Oshitari has finally succeeded in making me read those trashy mushy romantic novels he has at home, but don’t you dare doubt ore-sama on this one. Because this is how I feel about you.
My heart is at ease; my whole being is. I am comfortable just sitting beside you, watching you struggle to get your brother to at least show you at little affection. You don’t open your eyes when you tease him but I know how serious you are. Then you would turn to me all of a sudden, your deep ocean eyes locking into mine. You don’t say anything, not to me, but you just look at me while talking to him. It doesn’t insult me for I am already drowning in its infinite depths.
You are telling me something, or asking me something, whenever you’d do that. Whatever it is, I have never figured it out. But I like losing myself in them.
I don’t think you’ve ever noticed that, even with those keen eyes.
Whenever Shishido or Oshitari comes to me or listens to what I’m not saying, they tell me to accept what I feel for you. They tell me that I’ve fallen for you; they mention ‘love’ as what I feel for you. But I don’t know. I don’t know if this is love.
But if indeed they’ve been right all along, then perhaps…
While I wasn’t looking…
While I was drowning…
I fell in-love with you, Fuji.
.owari. 434 words. 07:27p. 06sept05.
author: yumeyana
rating: PG
genre: sap, mild angst (if you really look at it)
pairing: ToFu
summary: Atobe muses. And when least expected it, he comes realize something he's never noticed before.
Author’s Notes: As usual, I wasn’t completely planning on writing it this way but the words came and I couldn’t stop them. Not that I wanted to, of course. Anyway, this was the first time I used this style, I hope it went well.
Dedication: To w175n57, who requested this a very long time ago.
Disclaimers: Tennis no Oujisama and all its characters belong to Konomi-sensei. The plot is mine.
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While I wasn’t looking…
I think it’s rather odd for me to be thinking like this when an image of you keeps flashing my mind.
It’s not supposed to be odd, I know, since I’ve come to like you much more than a friend would like another. I know that my heart harbors special feelings for you but could I be so audacious if I were to call it ‘love’? And if it’s not so, what can I call this feeling I have for you?
This is confusing.
It’s not that I want to see you everyday or I always wonder how you’re doing; it’s not that you make my heart skip two steps at a time or make my heart beat faster. You don’t even make me blush. You don’t make me feel like a freaking teenager who becomes insulin-induced whenever that special someone is close by.
No, you don’t make me feel that way. And I’m really thankful that you don’t.
Ore-sama will never be lowered to such monstrosities.
Chuckling now, ahn? I’m sure you are.
You will laugh at me later on or even think that Oshitari has finally succeeded in making me read those trashy mushy romantic novels he has at home, but don’t you dare doubt ore-sama on this one. Because this is how I feel about you.
My heart is at ease; my whole being is. I am comfortable just sitting beside you, watching you struggle to get your brother to at least show you at little affection. You don’t open your eyes when you tease him but I know how serious you are. Then you would turn to me all of a sudden, your deep ocean eyes locking into mine. You don’t say anything, not to me, but you just look at me while talking to him. It doesn’t insult me for I am already drowning in its infinite depths.
You are telling me something, or asking me something, whenever you’d do that. Whatever it is, I have never figured it out. But I like losing myself in them.
I don’t think you’ve ever noticed that, even with those keen eyes.
Whenever Shishido or Oshitari comes to me or listens to what I’m not saying, they tell me to accept what I feel for you. They tell me that I’ve fallen for you; they mention ‘love’ as what I feel for you. But I don’t know. I don’t know if this is love.
But if indeed they’ve been right all along, then perhaps…
While I wasn’t looking…
While I was drowning…
I fell in-love with you, Fuji.
.owari. 434 words. 07:27p. 06sept05.