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Dec. 2nd, 2007 12:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaYanagi knew how Yagyuu would react to him pointing out Niou, but the slightly widened eyes and disgusted flare of his nose still amused Yanagi.
“Him?” Yagyuu quickly regained control of his reactions. “I won’t say he’s not good…”
Niou did something on the courts then, something that Yagyuu barely caught and Yanagi had known was coming. It was a flick of the wrist added to his smash, and an exact copy of the move his opponent had just used on him.
“There’s nothing special about copying an opponents moves.” Yanagi stated, softly to Yagyuu. “But you saw that too.”
“For a second…” Yagyuu has to take off his glasses to clean them. Yanagi knows that Niou, on the courts, is briefly distracted by this rare sight.
“He became his opponent.” Yanagi finishes. “It’s an interesting skill. One that would need a great deal of work.”
Yagyuu considers it for a second, sliding his glasses high up on his nose. “He would never put in the effort.”
Yanagi’s looked into Niou’s history, and knows that Niou has never put in the effort. Niou has slouched through his classes, and any number of clubs with the same lackadaisical attitude he is currently treating tennis with. But in every one of those activities, and in each class, there is a fifty percent chance of a teacher noting that Niou could be so much more.
The other fifty percent call Niou a hopeless delinquent who should be expelled.
“Isn’t he the one who ran the last English teacher off?” Yanagi has to hide a smile. Yagyuu himself had hated that English teacher, but had never done anything about it. Niou, however, had.
“You can’t prove a thing.” Niou drawled, his fingers catching on the chain wire fence separating him from Yanagi and Yagyuu. Niou’s teeth flashed in a crazy grin, giving him the appearance of a wild animal that you want to keep behind that fence no matter what the costs. “You two’re going to make me blush.”
“Indeed.” Yagyuu states stiffly. He gives Yanagi a nod, and then turns around to leave.
“I can help you with that.” Niou shouts after him, and Yagyuu turns, unable to hold back his curiosity. Niou smirks broadly. “You know, with that stick up your ass. Bet I could get it out.”
“You shouldn’t tease him like that.” Yanagi says once Yagyuu has stormed off. “He’ll snap.”
Niou flashed Yanagi another crazy eyed grin, one that makes Yanagi smirk in return.
“Oh,” Niou drawls, stepping back from the fence and leaning his tennis racket against his shoulder. “I know.”
“Him?” Yagyuu quickly regained control of his reactions. “I won’t say he’s not good…”
Niou did something on the courts then, something that Yagyuu barely caught and Yanagi had known was coming. It was a flick of the wrist added to his smash, and an exact copy of the move his opponent had just used on him.
“There’s nothing special about copying an opponents moves.” Yanagi stated, softly to Yagyuu. “But you saw that too.”
“For a second…” Yagyuu has to take off his glasses to clean them. Yanagi knows that Niou, on the courts, is briefly distracted by this rare sight.
“He became his opponent.” Yanagi finishes. “It’s an interesting skill. One that would need a great deal of work.”
Yagyuu considers it for a second, sliding his glasses high up on his nose. “He would never put in the effort.”
Yanagi’s looked into Niou’s history, and knows that Niou has never put in the effort. Niou has slouched through his classes, and any number of clubs with the same lackadaisical attitude he is currently treating tennis with. But in every one of those activities, and in each class, there is a fifty percent chance of a teacher noting that Niou could be so much more.
The other fifty percent call Niou a hopeless delinquent who should be expelled.
“Isn’t he the one who ran the last English teacher off?” Yanagi has to hide a smile. Yagyuu himself had hated that English teacher, but had never done anything about it. Niou, however, had.
“You can’t prove a thing.” Niou drawled, his fingers catching on the chain wire fence separating him from Yanagi and Yagyuu. Niou’s teeth flashed in a crazy grin, giving him the appearance of a wild animal that you want to keep behind that fence no matter what the costs. “You two’re going to make me blush.”
“Indeed.” Yagyuu states stiffly. He gives Yanagi a nod, and then turns around to leave.
“I can help you with that.” Niou shouts after him, and Yagyuu turns, unable to hold back his curiosity. Niou smirks broadly. “You know, with that stick up your ass. Bet I could get it out.”
“You shouldn’t tease him like that.” Yanagi says once Yagyuu has stormed off. “He’ll snap.”
Niou flashed Yanagi another crazy eyed grin, one that makes Yanagi smirk in return.
“Oh,” Niou drawls, stepping back from the fence and leaning his tennis racket against his shoulder. “I know.”
