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Feb. 14th, 2009 03:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaKirihara smacked the ball against the wall. One, two, three. Again and again and again. Maybe if he kept going he'd be able to break the wall down. It was a stupid wall too. The wall *deserved* to be broken to bits and pieces. Stupid wall!
Kirihara was cold.
Glaring death at the wall Kirihara let the ball bounce past him to collide with the chain link fence behind him. "Stupid wall." Kirihara's breath came out in a cloud, damn it was cold. Stupid Valentine's day! Why did it have to happen in winter? Not that Kirihara cared about Valentine's day. He got candy out of it, but it wasn't like Kirihara cared about any of those girls or their stupid confessions. Ew, girls were gross. Girls weren't any good at tennis, and they always smelled like stinky flowers or something, and they did things like *giggle*. Who the fuck in their right mind *giggled*?
"KIRIHARA!" Someone shouted, and Kirihara ignored them. He was packing up. Couldn't the idiot see he was packing up? Kirihara was going to grab his bag of candies, and his tennis stuff, and leave.
The idiot was a freaking half hour late. Stupid. Not that Kirihara cared.
Sengoku unlocked the chain link fence and slipped into the tennis practice court with a laugh. "Aw man, I'm sorry Kirihara, the bus was late and it was crammed with people and I got off at the wrong stop and had to run back here! You'd think it was Friday the 13th, not Valentine's day, right?"
Sengoku wrapped an arm around Kirihara's shoulder, and his breath was hot against Kirihara's frozen ears.
"You're late!" Kirihara whined. He still wasn't sticking around! Just because Sengoku had finally gotten here…
"Hey, hey, if we're not gonna play, then how about we go get some hot chocolate? My treat. You look frozen anyway Kirihara!" Sengoku' grabbed Kirihara's hands and rubbed them, heat against chilly and chapped skin. "Man, you ARE frozen. Luuuuucky I came when I did!"
"I wouldn't be cold if you weren't late!" Kirihara grumbled, but he let Sengoku manhandle him, and didn't even complain when Sengoku picked up his tennis stuff. Sengoku SHOULD carry his tennis stuff. The asshole had been late. Kirihara did grumble when Sengoku wrapped a bright red scarf around his neck though.
"Oh come on. It looks cute!" Sengoku stated, wrapping it tight around Kirihara and then tugging on it like a leash. "Let's go get cocoa."
Kirihara was cold.
Glaring death at the wall Kirihara let the ball bounce past him to collide with the chain link fence behind him. "Stupid wall." Kirihara's breath came out in a cloud, damn it was cold. Stupid Valentine's day! Why did it have to happen in winter? Not that Kirihara cared about Valentine's day. He got candy out of it, but it wasn't like Kirihara cared about any of those girls or their stupid confessions. Ew, girls were gross. Girls weren't any good at tennis, and they always smelled like stinky flowers or something, and they did things like *giggle*. Who the fuck in their right mind *giggled*?
"KIRIHARA!" Someone shouted, and Kirihara ignored them. He was packing up. Couldn't the idiot see he was packing up? Kirihara was going to grab his bag of candies, and his tennis stuff, and leave.
The idiot was a freaking half hour late. Stupid. Not that Kirihara cared.
Sengoku unlocked the chain link fence and slipped into the tennis practice court with a laugh. "Aw man, I'm sorry Kirihara, the bus was late and it was crammed with people and I got off at the wrong stop and had to run back here! You'd think it was Friday the 13th, not Valentine's day, right?"
Sengoku wrapped an arm around Kirihara's shoulder, and his breath was hot against Kirihara's frozen ears.
"You're late!" Kirihara whined. He still wasn't sticking around! Just because Sengoku had finally gotten here…
"Hey, hey, if we're not gonna play, then how about we go get some hot chocolate? My treat. You look frozen anyway Kirihara!" Sengoku' grabbed Kirihara's hands and rubbed them, heat against chilly and chapped skin. "Man, you ARE frozen. Luuuuucky I came when I did!"
"I wouldn't be cold if you weren't late!" Kirihara grumbled, but he let Sengoku manhandle him, and didn't even complain when Sengoku picked up his tennis stuff. Sengoku SHOULD carry his tennis stuff. The asshole had been late. Kirihara did grumble when Sengoku wrapped a bright red scarf around his neck though.
"Oh come on. It looks cute!" Sengoku stated, wrapping it tight around Kirihara and then tugging on it like a leash. "Let's go get cocoa."
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