[Fanfic] My Idol
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shibaru11Pairing/Group: Taisuke with Kami-chan, plus a bit of Akito, Junta and of course Mitsu
Rating: G
Warnings: This is totally unbeta'ed so there'll be many mistakes here and there...maybe less interesting too....hahaha...why am I posting it anyway??
Summary: Kami-chan had always set his eyes on his senior, not knowing that someone is eyeing for him too....
Notes: This fic came out because of the Wink Up Dengonban between these two....I left this in my lappy few months before posted this...
There he is. In the center of the court. Just like other Wednesdays. He’s been watching him for the past few months. ‘How cool’, Kamiyama talked to himself. The guy he’s been watching running around the court while bouncing the ball with a very bright smile on his face. ‘When can I have the courage to talk to him?’ Again, he’s talking to himself.
“Oi, Kami-chan! What are you doing standing there? We told you to pick up the ball, not to be a doll.” Ryusei’s voice wakes him up from his daydreaming. With a slight reddish cheeks, Kamiyama pick the dark orange ball and running towards his members before he heard someone calling him.
“Wait! That’s ours.” As he turned around, the guy he had been admired secretly was already behind him. In his tanned skin hand was another orange ball, looks very similar to the one in his hand but looks a bit new. The guy handed over the ball to him while smiling happily with a few drops of sweat on his face and wetting his long front hair a bit.
“Ahh! Sorry.” Without realizing it, Kamiyama snatched the ball from the other hand and quickly ran away.
“Oi! You! Don’t you know how to apologize?” A loud voice came out from the other court, sounded quite angry.
“It’s ok, Akito. It’s our fault too. Let him be.” The tanned guy ran back towards his group and patted the boy he called ‘Akito’ on his shoulder.
“This is what not good about you. You’re too kind to the juniors. One fine day they’ll step you on your head, then you know.”
“Yeah…but I don’t think that boy can. He’s way smaller than me.” That guy just burst into small laughs.
Kamiyama felt so guilty and disappointed. Guilty because he didn’t apologize properly to the seniors. Disappointed because, that was a very good chance for him to talk to his admired senior but he just let it goes away.
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“Yo, Hiro!”
Kamiyama turned his head to search for the voice but he was devastated. It was not his name being called by, of course, his admired senior.
“You’re late….we’re about to finish our meal here.” That ‘Hiro’ boy just grinned before taking an empty seat beside the tanned tall boy.
“Why on earth, of all the empty seats, you always come to my side? There’s another one beside Akito, and another one by Junta’s side too.”
“And why on earth, of all the people sitting beside you, I’m the one who has to listen all your little silly complaints? Not that like I’m dying to sit here but….you’re the one who called me at the first place right? I really don’t understand you.” Hiro acted as he was angry to the other while quickly taking a piece of meat from the other’s bowl before putting it into his small cute mouth. He knew well that the other will never mad at him.
“And why on earth, of all the friends that I knew, it’s always you two who likes to pointing out each other’s mistakes, but somehow, both of you are at fault? Right, Junjun?” Akito shook his head several times after watching those two best friends fighting with each other. It was always this scenario in the café when it comes to this group of boys. Kamiyama was watching happily and sometimes giggled to the fun the seniors had made, from a distance. How he wish he could do that too, with his admired senior.
“You really like to stare at him, don’t you?” Kamiyama was shock by question that came out from Shigeoka’s mouth just now.
“Eh? Is it that obvious?” Suddenly, he felt so embarrassed being told that.
“Well, I don’t know about him but if I was being stared like this, I would’ve noticed it right away. I’m sure he feels the same too.” Without being asked, Ryusei answered that.
“So, when will you make a move?” Shige put his left hand on Kamiyama’s right shoulder and smile wryly for that question.
“Move? For what?” Not that he didn’t understand on what ‘move’ meant by Shige but he didn’t know the answer himself.
“Are you really this naïve? God…..I can’t stand seeing you being so pessimistic.” Shige stood up from his chair and walking steadily towards the table full of hectic seniors, even though he could hear a very small voice of Kamiyama saying ‘no, don’t do that’. He sure needs to do something for his friend.
“Excuse me, my dear seniors. Can I have a little talk with one of you?” There he goes, the very brave Shigeoka, almost made the seniors blinked their eyes rapidly few times.
“And who among us you would like to talk to?” Hiro asked politely as he recognized that the boy was their junior.
While pointing his finger towards the senior whom admired by Kamiyama, “Fujigaya Taisuke-san, can you follow me just for a while?”
Being requested by a sudden request like that, the only thing Taisuke could do (or should do) is to follow the junior but….
“If this is about the other ‘Hiro’ who’s being stared at me like I’m a very delicious meal, then just forget it.” Fujigaya stood up and pulled his chair outward, as about to leave the table and the building after setting a quick glare towards Kamiyama on the side of the café (or some had thought so). Instead, he walked towards the boy with a very strict serious face.
“If you’re a boy, do the thing you wanna do yourself. Making other people doing it is just….pathetic.” Sounded very cynical, Fujigaya left Kamiyama being all puzzled and speechless. Well, it was not only Kamiyama but the rest of the boys were astounded by Fujigaya’s words. They never knew that the guy can be that cynical.
Feeling totally guilty, Shige tried to comfort his friend but of course, that wouldn’t work now. Kamiyama had left the café running (and maybe crying) after being embarrassed by his own admired guy.
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Lying down on the floor of the rooftop was always a good way to comfort him, Kamiyama always had that thought.
“Why am I so stupid and acting like a girl all this while? What’s with this admiring thing? I’m a boy, right? What’s with this being shy and embarrassed? I hate this. I hate myself. I hate that senior. I HATE YOU, DAMN TAISUKE!” Kamiyama stood on the edge of the rooftop, shouting as loud as he could, assuming that no one would hear that but…..
“I thought you stare at me because you like me…” Kamiyama was shocked like he had been strike by a lightning when he heard that voice. Unable to turn around or more like he didn’t have the courage to face the owner of the voice, he stood there like a statue before feeling that someone was already beside him.
“Uwaaa~~~~what a nice view we have here. No wonder you always came up here.”
“Eyh?” Wait. How did Fujigaya know he was always here?
“You sure are naïve, just like what your friend said. You know, it was kinda creepy having people staring at you in all the things you do.” Fujigaya threw his vision to the blue bright sky.
“Err….Fujigaya-san….I..”
“Eh, not Damn Taisuke-san?” Fujigaya giggled over his own words and double his laughter when he saw Kamiyama’s pale face.
“I’m….I’m so sorry for calling you that. And I’m sorry for making you feel uncomfortable all this while…”
“Forgive you for that ‘damn’ thing. But…who said you made feel uncomfortable?” Inversely, Fujigaya had been watching that boy since the day he heard someone called him ‘Hiro’.
“You know what, Hiro?”
“Eyh? How do you know my name?”
“Well, few days…no, maybe few weeks ago I heard someone calling the name ‘Hiro’ in the court. That was your name, right? Since that day, I’ve been….let’s say stalking you sometimes. Sorry for that.” Fujigaya really loved that name.
“Eyh? Is that so?” Kamiyama felt a bit relieved listening to that.
“Then, let me properly introduce myself. I’m Kamiyama Tomohiro. The only person that calls me ‘Hiro’ is my best friend, Ryusei.” Kamiyama gave a slight bow to the other.
“I’m Fujigaya Taisuke. The only person that I call ‘Hiro’ is my best friend…”
“Kitayama Hiromitsu~~~” Out of nowhere, a tiny guy jumped out in a cheerful mood and voice.
“Yeah…this tiny little boy here. Hiromitsu.”
“Oh…Ah! Now I understand why Fujigaya-san gave a positive respond when someone being called ‘Hiro’.” Before finishing his sentence, Kamiyama was given a ‘shh’ sign by Fujigaya, followed by a smile after that.
So, how is it? Not that good, I guess. I welcome whoever wants to write another fic using this setting or idea. No, I would be happy if someone does it.
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Date: 2013-04-01 07:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-01 02:51 pm (UTC)especially Kami-chan, which is one of my favourites....
but, i can't write a fic of Taisuke without Mitsu in it so...XD