[FIC] Schemes (Tenimyu RPS; ShiroAi; PG)
Title: Schemes
By: nikki hiiragizawa
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shirota Yuu x Aiba Hiroki
Rating: PG
Genre: humor
Disclaimer: The actors mentioned in this fic are under their respective talent agencies. All instances in this fic did not and will not happen in real life.
Summary: schemes of schemes, or so Aiba thought.
Dedication: for kat8cha, because she is the awesome and she needs to be inspired to write more ShiroAi.
II.
Aiba peered into the front door. There was no one in the lobby. He puffed his cheeks out and stuffed his hands in his pants pockets. He wondered if he should eat some more gum and decided against it. He was nervous, but then again, he had been nervous every time.
Just as he peered into the lobby again, the elevator door dinged and a few people piled out. Aiba’s eyes lightened up at the sight of his target. He quickly turned around and left his hiding place. He walked away from the door and tried to look as if he was hurrying to leave.
“Ah, Aiba-chan! Wait!”
Hiding his smile and playing an innocent look on his face, Aiba turned around. Shirota was half-running towards him. “Shirota-san!” he exclaimed with much feigned surprise.
Shirota grinned as he stopped and ruffled Aiba’s hair. “Are you going home already? I borrowed my brother’s car today. Want a ride?”
Aiba thought for a while and nodded. “Sure. But I have to stop by somewhere to buy dinner, though.” Betting on his guts, he confessed his great idea. “How about we eat together, Shirota-san?”
“Sure. Let’s stop by somewhere.” Shirota ushered him towards the parking lot. “It’s amazing how we always stumble upon each other by chance, Aiba-chan.”
Aiba let out a not-so-guilty laugh. “Well, I’m lucky I guess, since I always get a free ride in your borrowed car.”
Shirota chuckled as they neared the parking area. “My brother’s really generous. But really, maybe you really are lucky.”
Aiba smiled. Shirota need not know about his scheme now. Maybe later.
Much later.
I.
Shirota saw Araki peer out of the second floor window. He ignored his friend as he proceeded to spray some mint-flavored mouthspray on his tongue. Spraying too much, he ended up in fits of cough and teary eyes.
“You look like someone going to his first date,” Endou loudly observed as Shirota combed his hair carefully. “Care to put on more mousse?”
“Shush, Yuuyan,” Shirota said as he put his coat on. “It’s not everyday you get to go home with someone you love.”
“Or secretly love,” Suzuki cut in. “And yes, it’s everyday. Everyday for two weeks already.” Shirota ignored him and continued to study his reflection in the mirror.
Araki turned away from the window. “He’s there. Are you going to make him wait some more?”
“Nah, I think he thinks he waited long enough.” Shirota slung his backpack on his shoulder and grinned widely. “Wish me luck!” he said as he literally danced out of the room.
Araki shook his head. “A person who can read through his love interest doesn’t need any luck.”
“Oi, Shirotan!” Suzuki called out into the hallway. “Your brother called. He’s missing his car!” Laughter sprang into the room as they carefully looked out of the window below.
Shirota knew of Aiba’s plan everyday after he had been duped once. Call it craving for more or pushing luck or whatever.
Aiba did not have to know.
III.
"Shirota-san, why do you always borrow your brother's car? Doesn't he get angry?" Aiba asked as he opened the car door.
Endou, Araki and Suzuki quickly hid from view, stifling their laughter, as Shirota looked up towards their window with narrowed eyes.
Araki wiped tears from his eyes, "Oh, Aibacchi, you wonder kid." Endou and Suzuki laughed with him as they heard the roar of a car engine below.
.end.
LOL. It'll take me sometime to get used to writing ShiroAi again ^^;;. Thank you for reading!
By: nikki hiiragizawa
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shirota Yuu x Aiba Hiroki
Rating: PG
Genre: humor
Disclaimer: The actors mentioned in this fic are under their respective talent agencies. All instances in this fic did not and will not happen in real life.
Summary: schemes of schemes, or so Aiba thought.
Dedication: for kat8cha, because she is the awesome and she needs to be inspired to write more ShiroAi.
II.
Aiba peered into the front door. There was no one in the lobby. He puffed his cheeks out and stuffed his hands in his pants pockets. He wondered if he should eat some more gum and decided against it. He was nervous, but then again, he had been nervous every time.
Just as he peered into the lobby again, the elevator door dinged and a few people piled out. Aiba’s eyes lightened up at the sight of his target. He quickly turned around and left his hiding place. He walked away from the door and tried to look as if he was hurrying to leave.
“Ah, Aiba-chan! Wait!”
Hiding his smile and playing an innocent look on his face, Aiba turned around. Shirota was half-running towards him. “Shirota-san!” he exclaimed with much feigned surprise.
Shirota grinned as he stopped and ruffled Aiba’s hair. “Are you going home already? I borrowed my brother’s car today. Want a ride?”
Aiba thought for a while and nodded. “Sure. But I have to stop by somewhere to buy dinner, though.” Betting on his guts, he confessed his great idea. “How about we eat together, Shirota-san?”
“Sure. Let’s stop by somewhere.” Shirota ushered him towards the parking lot. “It’s amazing how we always stumble upon each other by chance, Aiba-chan.”
Aiba let out a not-so-guilty laugh. “Well, I’m lucky I guess, since I always get a free ride in your borrowed car.”
Shirota chuckled as they neared the parking area. “My brother’s really generous. But really, maybe you really are lucky.”
Aiba smiled. Shirota need not know about his scheme now. Maybe later.
Much later.
I.
Shirota saw Araki peer out of the second floor window. He ignored his friend as he proceeded to spray some mint-flavored mouthspray on his tongue. Spraying too much, he ended up in fits of cough and teary eyes.
“You look like someone going to his first date,” Endou loudly observed as Shirota combed his hair carefully. “Care to put on more mousse?”
“Shush, Yuuyan,” Shirota said as he put his coat on. “It’s not everyday you get to go home with someone you love.”
“Or secretly love,” Suzuki cut in. “And yes, it’s everyday. Everyday for two weeks already.” Shirota ignored him and continued to study his reflection in the mirror.
Araki turned away from the window. “He’s there. Are you going to make him wait some more?”
“Nah, I think he thinks he waited long enough.” Shirota slung his backpack on his shoulder and grinned widely. “Wish me luck!” he said as he literally danced out of the room.
Araki shook his head. “A person who can read through his love interest doesn’t need any luck.”
“Oi, Shirotan!” Suzuki called out into the hallway. “Your brother called. He’s missing his car!” Laughter sprang into the room as they carefully looked out of the window below.
Shirota knew of Aiba’s plan everyday after he had been duped once. Call it craving for more or pushing luck or whatever.
Aiba did not have to know.
III.
"Shirota-san, why do you always borrow your brother's car? Doesn't he get angry?" Aiba asked as he opened the car door.
Endou, Araki and Suzuki quickly hid from view, stifling their laughter, as Shirota looked up towards their window with narrowed eyes.
Araki wiped tears from his eyes, "Oh, Aibacchi, you wonder kid." Endou and Suzuki laughed with him as they heard the roar of a car engine below.
.end.
LOL. It'll take me sometime to get used to writing ShiroAi again ^^;;. Thank you for reading!