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Feb. 11th, 2008 12:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaTitle: Hurry Up
Author: Me
Pairing: Mmm, Shishido/Ohtori definitely, hints of Hiyoshi/Shishido, Hiyoshi/Ohtori
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine not mine not mine
Summary: Hiyoshi grumps about Shishido and Ohtori being together
Hiyoshi tugged his shirt down for what felt like the 100th time that day. He didn't understand what was up with Hyotei's uniforms. All the other schools had shirts that tucked into the freaking waistband. Hyotei's uniform shirts didn't have enough fabric for that. And they were all missing a bottom button. While it didn't bother some, meaning it didn't bother Atobe, it bothered the hell out of Hiyoshi. Whenever a breeze blew by Hiyoshi had to stop the instinctive ticklish shiver that crawled up his spine.
"Jeez Wakashi, do you always have to look like something crawled up your ass and died?" Shishido flopped onto Hiyoshi's shoulders, his heavy bookbag soon thumping into Hiyoshi's lap.
Grunting, Hiyoshi thought that his senpai should be glad that Hiyoshi didn't just flip him onto the ground. Shoving Shishido off his shoulders and Shishido's bookbag off of his lap Hiyoshi looked around.
"Ohtori is still talking to one of the teachers." Shishido chewed noisily on a piece of gum and Hiyoshi's scowl twitched even further down. Rolling his eyes Shishido blew, and then popped a bubble. "Lighten up."
Hiyoshi snorted. "Just because I have to do a project with Ohtori and you and he are attached at the hip doesn't mean I have to 'lighten up' Shishido-senpai." In fact it was a very good reason not to lighten up. The knowledge that Ohtori was Shishido's and there was no hope for Hiyoshi was something that made Hiyoshi endlessly bitter.
"Sheesh." Shishido scowled. "Such a brat off the courts Wakashi."
Hiyoshi sent a glare Shishido's way before turning and fishing a mystery novel out of his bag. He'd tried to correct Shishido's habit of calling him 'Wakashi' but every effort had failed. It didn't help that Ohtori allowed Shishido to call him 'Choutarou' and this meant, to Shishido, that all the underclassmen would appreciate Shishido calling them by their first names.
Not that Shishido knew any of the second year's names… beyond Hiyoshi's and Ohtori's.
"Ah! Shishido-senpai, Hiyoshi-kun, thank you for waiting." Hiyoshi glanced up at Ohtori before tucking his book away. Ohtori was flushed slightly; probably from jogging to get through the school to their meeting point before he felt Shishido and Hiyoshi had waited 'too long'. Hiyoshi wouldn’t have minded waiting longer, the image of Ohtori with pink cheeks was always something that made hanging around him worthwhile. Or at least that’s what Hiyoshi’s dick liked to think.
"No problem Choutarou." Shishido grinned, snagging his backpack and hopping off the bench. Hiyoshi stood, glancing from Shishido to Ohtori and back. Scowling at the obvious adoration Ohtori displayed for Shishido Hiyoshi maneuvered around the two and began walking briskly. "Hey! Wait up, Wakashi!"
"Walk faster, senpai." Hiyoshi muttered. He wasn't about to stick around and watch the doubles pair make goo goo eyes at each other. As Shishido would say 'lame'.
Author: Me
Pairing: Mmm, Shishido/Ohtori definitely, hints of Hiyoshi/Shishido, Hiyoshi/Ohtori
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine not mine not mine
Summary: Hiyoshi grumps about Shishido and Ohtori being together
Hiyoshi tugged his shirt down for what felt like the 100th time that day. He didn't understand what was up with Hyotei's uniforms. All the other schools had shirts that tucked into the freaking waistband. Hyotei's uniform shirts didn't have enough fabric for that. And they were all missing a bottom button. While it didn't bother some, meaning it didn't bother Atobe, it bothered the hell out of Hiyoshi. Whenever a breeze blew by Hiyoshi had to stop the instinctive ticklish shiver that crawled up his spine.
"Jeez Wakashi, do you always have to look like something crawled up your ass and died?" Shishido flopped onto Hiyoshi's shoulders, his heavy bookbag soon thumping into Hiyoshi's lap.
Grunting, Hiyoshi thought that his senpai should be glad that Hiyoshi didn't just flip him onto the ground. Shoving Shishido off his shoulders and Shishido's bookbag off of his lap Hiyoshi looked around.
"Ohtori is still talking to one of the teachers." Shishido chewed noisily on a piece of gum and Hiyoshi's scowl twitched even further down. Rolling his eyes Shishido blew, and then popped a bubble. "Lighten up."
Hiyoshi snorted. "Just because I have to do a project with Ohtori and you and he are attached at the hip doesn't mean I have to 'lighten up' Shishido-senpai." In fact it was a very good reason not to lighten up. The knowledge that Ohtori was Shishido's and there was no hope for Hiyoshi was something that made Hiyoshi endlessly bitter.
"Sheesh." Shishido scowled. "Such a brat off the courts Wakashi."
Hiyoshi sent a glare Shishido's way before turning and fishing a mystery novel out of his bag. He'd tried to correct Shishido's habit of calling him 'Wakashi' but every effort had failed. It didn't help that Ohtori allowed Shishido to call him 'Choutarou' and this meant, to Shishido, that all the underclassmen would appreciate Shishido calling them by their first names.
Not that Shishido knew any of the second year's names… beyond Hiyoshi's and Ohtori's.
"Ah! Shishido-senpai, Hiyoshi-kun, thank you for waiting." Hiyoshi glanced up at Ohtori before tucking his book away. Ohtori was flushed slightly; probably from jogging to get through the school to their meeting point before he felt Shishido and Hiyoshi had waited 'too long'. Hiyoshi wouldn’t have minded waiting longer, the image of Ohtori with pink cheeks was always something that made hanging around him worthwhile. Or at least that’s what Hiyoshi’s dick liked to think.
"No problem Choutarou." Shishido grinned, snagging his backpack and hopping off the bench. Hiyoshi stood, glancing from Shishido to Ohtori and back. Scowling at the obvious adoration Ohtori displayed for Shishido Hiyoshi maneuvered around the two and began walking briskly. "Hey! Wait up, Wakashi!"
"Walk faster, senpai." Hiyoshi muttered. He wasn't about to stick around and watch the doubles pair make goo goo eyes at each other. As Shishido would say 'lame'.
