Secret Wishes
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aranixTitle: Secret Wishes
Author: moi.
Length: One-shot. Over 1,000 words.
Pairing: Sho x Aiba a.k.a Sakuraiba
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Whenever people talk about wishes during Tanabata, Sho has only one thing in his mind.
Note: As always, unbeta'ed. Fiction. I don't own any of them! This is the second thing I've written for Tanabata, it seems. Hehe. I guess this is also a way for me to make up for the angst SA I posted just a few days ago. orz
"Why won't you let me see what you wrote?" Masaki asked, pursing his lips at how secretive his friend was being. Sho only chuckled, shaking his head slowly.
It was their tradition to go to the Tanabata festival every year and write their wishes together. Though Masaki had never read what the other had wished for.
"You don't even hang yours on the tree!" The younger male argued, clicking his tongue after he hung his own strip of paper on the tree's branch. People were already piling up around the tree they were at, so they had to push themselves through the crowd to get some space.
"Why so secretive, Sho-chan?" Masaki asked once again while they were eating some Yakitori, away from the large crowd of people. Sho only replied with a smile before biting off some of the food from the skewer.
He knew how persistent his friend can be, considering the fact that he'd been bugging him about this for how many years now, especially during the said festival. And he had lost count of how many times Masaki had done so. But as always, Sho only replied with a smile and a "Who knows?"
Masaki was right that he doesn't hang his paper like usual people do at the festival, but he still does. He'd do so when he gets home; he'd hang his paper on the small tree just outside of his apartment building. And he'd smile at how few people—the tenants from the other units in the building—would hang theirs on the said tree.
What he finds amusing, though, is how Masaki would just ignore the strips of paper whenever he comes over during Tanabata. But he also feels glad since his handwriting always seems to stand out.
"What did you wish for?" A smile immediately appeared on Sho's face, shoving his strip of paper inside his pocket when Masaki tried to peek over his shoulder.
"It's a secret as always, Masaki," Sho turned his head to look at his friend. The other clicked his tongue like always when he hears Sho's answer, then moved away from his shoulder, focusing on hanging his own wish on the tree.
"You're unfair, you know?" Masaki chuckled, playfully pushing him. "You always know what my wish is!"
He was right yet again. It was typical wishes though, in Sho's opinion. But it was still a wish: Happiness, friendship and love are a few of the wishes Sho remembers seeing on Masaki's strips of paper over the years. His was different, of course.
Sho has gotten so used to Masaki asking him about his wish, that he finds himself waiting for Tanabata just so he can see the curious look his friend has. And he can't help but wonder if he'll ever say what his wish was to the man or not.
"Sho-chan," Masaki said when he came over to pick Sho up to go to the festival.
"Hm?"
"Do you think it'd be hard to live in America?"
This took him off-guard, but he didn't show it. He merely shrugged, saying that he has no idea. Masaki only nodded, and then they were both off. Sho's mind was filled with thoughts about his friend's sudden question, so he decided to just ask.
"Are you moving away?" Sho asked as they walk; he looked at Masaki, and the expression the man had on was pensive. It made him uncomfortable.
"Who knows?" replied Masaki. The both of them fell silent after that, only talking again once they've reached the festival, and the happiness at being at the festival took over.
They both had fun, despite Sho thinking whether his friend was really moving away or not. He wanted to ask more, but chose not to. He felt scared.
But you have to ask, he thought to himself, frowning as he stared at the taller male who was now a few steps ahead of him.
"Say," Sho began as he finally caught up to him. "When do you plan on leaving?"
"Who knows?" Masaki smiled at him. "Maybe once my paperworks are done—Sho-chan, look!" Sho didn't have time to respond since he was dragged away by his friend. They both stopped at one of the new game booths. Masaki paid for one game, and Sho just decided to observe. But he was actually thinking of ways to get more information out of the man.
He gathered up his courage when Masaki was finished playing. "Are you coming back?"
"Of course!" beamed Masaki while he hugged his prize: a small panda plush toy.
"Okay," Sho nodded, feeling slightly relieved.
"—to visit." Masaki added afterwards, and Sho can feel his chest hurt because of it.
"Oh."
The night was almost over, and it was time for them to write their—or rather Masaki's— wishes and hang them on the tree. Sho kept glancing over at Masaki as he wrote on his own strip of paper. Masaki noticed this, looked back at him; and Sho was expecting him to ask what his wish was, but all Masaki did was smile and go back to writing whatever it was that he was writing on his paper, then went off to hang it on one of the branches of the tree.
This didn't just irritate him, but it hurt him as well. "Why are you so cold tonight, Masaki?"
"Eh?" Masaki stopped tying his paper to the tree then looked at him. "What do you mean, Sho-chan?"
"You don't answer my questions seriously, and—" Sho stopped himself midsentence, hesitating for a moment. Masaki just stared at him with a confused look on his face. "—and you haven't even asked me what my wish was!"
"But you always keep your wishes a secret right, Sho-chan?" Masaki's tone of voice sent shivers down Sho's spine. And he suddenly remembered how secretive he was over the past few years over his wish during this time of year. Sho wanted to tell Masaki that he'd tell him what his wish was, but he can't seem to find the right words to do so.
He's leaving, was what his mind told him. He won't know your wish if you don't tell him now.
"I—" Sho fumbled for his words as he clutched on the piece of paper, making it slightly crumbled.
"Sho-chan?"
"My wish is to be with you!" He blurted out. They both fell quiet, the sound of children's chatter and laughing drowning out Sho's loud heart beats on his chest. "It has always been that, Masaki."
"What do you mean?"
"The reason why I don't hang my wish here was because it already came true! We're always together during Tanabata, right?" Sho's lips form a thin line before continuing. "And—and— just because I don't hang them here, doesn't mean I don't hang them at all! I still hang them at the tree outside my apartment building because I don't want this to stop."
"But I guess my wish isn't going to come true anymore, huh? You're leaving..."
Sho waited for a response, and all he got was Masaki, laughing. He furrowed his eyebrows at this, asking what was so funny.
"You finally told me what your wish is," Masaki answered after calming himself down. "I didn't know I had to go through such measures just to get it out of you, Sho-chan!"
He was staring at his friend for who-knows-how-long. He was speechless, and the realization of him, confessing to Masaki, finally sunk in; making his cheeks flush. He asked if Masaki wasn't really moving away, just to be sure. And he felt so much better when the latter said that he wasn't.
"That wasn't what you were expecting as my wish, huh?" Sho asked after how many moments. Masaki didn't answer, and just pulled out a strip of paper from his pocket—which was different from the one he had hung—and showed it to him. It had his name on it.
"It was better than I expected, actually. I didn't know that we were doing the same thing," Masaki grinned as Sho continued staring at the piece of paper.
"So... does that mean—"
Fireworks suddenly went off, making him unable to finish his sentence. They both laughed at this, and Masaki brushed his hands against Sho's, and Sho entwined their fingers together before they went off to find a good spot to watch the fireworks.
"I told you back then that your wishes would come true if you hung them on a tree!" Masaki said.
"You told me no such thing, Masaki," Sho chuckled, glancing down at their joined hands before looking back up at the sky, watching the firework display. Masaki laughed.
"Our wishes still came true, right?"
Sho only answered with a smile and a gentle squeeze of Masaki's hand.
Author: moi.
Length: One-shot. Over 1,000 words.
Pairing: Sho x Aiba a.k.a Sakuraiba
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Whenever people talk about wishes during Tanabata, Sho has only one thing in his mind.
Note: As always, unbeta'ed. Fiction. I don't own any of them! This is the second thing I've written for Tanabata, it seems. Hehe. I guess this is also a way for me to make up for the angst SA I posted just a few days ago. orz
Whenever people talk about wishes during Tanabata, Sho has only one thing in his mind.
"Why won't you let me see what you wrote?" Masaki asked, pursing his lips at how secretive his friend was being. Sho only chuckled, shaking his head slowly.
It was their tradition to go to the Tanabata festival every year and write their wishes together. Though Masaki had never read what the other had wished for.
"You don't even hang yours on the tree!" The younger male argued, clicking his tongue after he hung his own strip of paper on the tree's branch. People were already piling up around the tree they were at, so they had to push themselves through the crowd to get some space.
"Why so secretive, Sho-chan?" Masaki asked once again while they were eating some Yakitori, away from the large crowd of people. Sho only replied with a smile before biting off some of the food from the skewer.
He knew how persistent his friend can be, considering the fact that he'd been bugging him about this for how many years now, especially during the said festival. And he had lost count of how many times Masaki had done so. But as always, Sho only replied with a smile and a "Who knows?"
Masaki was right that he doesn't hang his paper like usual people do at the festival, but he still does. He'd do so when he gets home; he'd hang his paper on the small tree just outside of his apartment building. And he'd smile at how few people—the tenants from the other units in the building—would hang theirs on the said tree.
What he finds amusing, though, is how Masaki would just ignore the strips of paper whenever he comes over during Tanabata. But he also feels glad since his handwriting always seems to stand out.
"What did you wish for?" A smile immediately appeared on Sho's face, shoving his strip of paper inside his pocket when Masaki tried to peek over his shoulder.
"It's a secret as always, Masaki," Sho turned his head to look at his friend. The other clicked his tongue like always when he hears Sho's answer, then moved away from his shoulder, focusing on hanging his own wish on the tree.
"You're unfair, you know?" Masaki chuckled, playfully pushing him. "You always know what my wish is!"
He was right yet again. It was typical wishes though, in Sho's opinion. But it was still a wish: Happiness, friendship and love are a few of the wishes Sho remembers seeing on Masaki's strips of paper over the years. His was different, of course.
Sho has gotten so used to Masaki asking him about his wish, that he finds himself waiting for Tanabata just so he can see the curious look his friend has. And he can't help but wonder if he'll ever say what his wish was to the man or not.
"Sho-chan," Masaki said when he came over to pick Sho up to go to the festival.
"Hm?"
"Do you think it'd be hard to live in America?"
This took him off-guard, but he didn't show it. He merely shrugged, saying that he has no idea. Masaki only nodded, and then they were both off. Sho's mind was filled with thoughts about his friend's sudden question, so he decided to just ask.
"Are you moving away?" Sho asked as they walk; he looked at Masaki, and the expression the man had on was pensive. It made him uncomfortable.
"Who knows?" replied Masaki. The both of them fell silent after that, only talking again once they've reached the festival, and the happiness at being at the festival took over.
They both had fun, despite Sho thinking whether his friend was really moving away or not. He wanted to ask more, but chose not to. He felt scared.
But you have to ask, he thought to himself, frowning as he stared at the taller male who was now a few steps ahead of him.
"Say," Sho began as he finally caught up to him. "When do you plan on leaving?"
"Who knows?" Masaki smiled at him. "Maybe once my paperworks are done—Sho-chan, look!" Sho didn't have time to respond since he was dragged away by his friend. They both stopped at one of the new game booths. Masaki paid for one game, and Sho just decided to observe. But he was actually thinking of ways to get more information out of the man.
He gathered up his courage when Masaki was finished playing. "Are you coming back?"
"Of course!" beamed Masaki while he hugged his prize: a small panda plush toy.
"Okay," Sho nodded, feeling slightly relieved.
"—to visit." Masaki added afterwards, and Sho can feel his chest hurt because of it.
"Oh."
The night was almost over, and it was time for them to write their—or rather Masaki's— wishes and hang them on the tree. Sho kept glancing over at Masaki as he wrote on his own strip of paper. Masaki noticed this, looked back at him; and Sho was expecting him to ask what his wish was, but all Masaki did was smile and go back to writing whatever it was that he was writing on his paper, then went off to hang it on one of the branches of the tree.
This didn't just irritate him, but it hurt him as well. "Why are you so cold tonight, Masaki?"
"Eh?" Masaki stopped tying his paper to the tree then looked at him. "What do you mean, Sho-chan?"
"You don't answer my questions seriously, and—" Sho stopped himself midsentence, hesitating for a moment. Masaki just stared at him with a confused look on his face. "—and you haven't even asked me what my wish was!"
"But you always keep your wishes a secret right, Sho-chan?" Masaki's tone of voice sent shivers down Sho's spine. And he suddenly remembered how secretive he was over the past few years over his wish during this time of year. Sho wanted to tell Masaki that he'd tell him what his wish was, but he can't seem to find the right words to do so.
He's leaving, was what his mind told him. He won't know your wish if you don't tell him now.
"I—" Sho fumbled for his words as he clutched on the piece of paper, making it slightly crumbled.
"Sho-chan?"
"My wish is to be with you!" He blurted out. They both fell quiet, the sound of children's chatter and laughing drowning out Sho's loud heart beats on his chest. "It has always been that, Masaki."
"What do you mean?"
"The reason why I don't hang my wish here was because it already came true! We're always together during Tanabata, right?" Sho's lips form a thin line before continuing. "And—and— just because I don't hang them here, doesn't mean I don't hang them at all! I still hang them at the tree outside my apartment building because I don't want this to stop."
"But I guess my wish isn't going to come true anymore, huh? You're leaving..."
Sho waited for a response, and all he got was Masaki, laughing. He furrowed his eyebrows at this, asking what was so funny.
"You finally told me what your wish is," Masaki answered after calming himself down. "I didn't know I had to go through such measures just to get it out of you, Sho-chan!"
He was staring at his friend for who-knows-how-long. He was speechless, and the realization of him, confessing to Masaki, finally sunk in; making his cheeks flush. He asked if Masaki wasn't really moving away, just to be sure. And he felt so much better when the latter said that he wasn't.
"That wasn't what you were expecting as my wish, huh?" Sho asked after how many moments. Masaki didn't answer, and just pulled out a strip of paper from his pocket—which was different from the one he had hung—and showed it to him. It had his name on it.
"It was better than I expected, actually. I didn't know that we were doing the same thing," Masaki grinned as Sho continued staring at the piece of paper.
"So... does that mean—"
Fireworks suddenly went off, making him unable to finish his sentence. They both laughed at this, and Masaki brushed his hands against Sho's, and Sho entwined their fingers together before they went off to find a good spot to watch the fireworks.
"I told you back then that your wishes would come true if you hung them on a tree!" Masaki said.
"You told me no such thing, Masaki," Sho chuckled, glancing down at their joined hands before looking back up at the sky, watching the firework display. Masaki laughed.
"Our wishes still came true, right?"
Sho only answered with a smile and a gentle squeeze of Masaki's hand.
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Date: 2016-07-07 09:08 pm (UTC)