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Another Day [A Sakuaiba Oneshot]
Oct. 14th, 2009 12:38 amRaiting: PG13 just because of suggestive themes [though I managed to not curse or say the word sex at all, its still implyed though!]
Chapters: Oneshot
Pairing: Sakuaiba
Genera: Romance, Comedy
Word Count - 1,309 words <==FAILAGE!!!!
Summary: Just another day with Aiba Masaki and his random acts of love <3
A/N: I've been wanting to try a Sakuaiba and since I only have one chapter left of The Black and White of Things to type I figured what the hell and took a break. This is failure for me because it's so short, and I tend to write long things, but whatever works. I hope you like it, its my first Sakuaiba, so please comment and tell me if it fails or not!
I didn’t know how to describe it.
Things were always so simple and understanding.
But not now
Now, I have no idea what to think.
I’ve been thrown into this confusing world of questions with no answers
Of faces I know but feelings I don’t
What is all this?
Is it hell?
Is it heaven?
Or is it Limbo?
I’m spinning out of control, and all I want…
All I really want…
If for someone to stop me, and steady my course.
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What do you do when all then things you knew to be correct in the world suddenly change? How do you feel when you realize that someone who was your closest friend could possibly mean more to you? What are you to do exactly? Confront it? Ignore it? What is the right answer?
This is how Aiba Masaki felt, and more. He had no idea what was going on, nor how to fix it. All he knew was Confusion.
He tired to keep his distance from his friends trying to figure things out, only to be more lost and confused. This was bad, even for Aiba, or hyperactive experimental friend.
He had long given up on trying figuring this out, it was causing him to gain a headache beyond control, it was bets to just face it and let things work themselves out, right?
At least that’s what he kept telling himself as he walked to Sakurai Sho’s apartment after not seeing him in over a week. Aiba was feeling empty without him, empty and lost. It was obvious to other people what Aiba was feeling, but not to him.
He rang the door bell feeling awkward, like he shouldn’t be here. Just as he was about to walk away before making a fool of himself Sho opened the door phone between his shoulder and ear nodding for Aiba to come in.
“I understand, but what I don’t get is, why a Pineapple of all things?” Aiba looked at Sho with a confused puppy look as he sat on the couch. Sho shook his head finishing his phone conversation. “No, seriously, what’s with the pineapple? Is there some meaning behind it? That’s the most random thing you can send a person. Not family, a person in general. What? No, I wouldn’t do that with… Eh? Ew, no! What the hell?! I really don’t want to hear this form you of all people, mom. No.! Ugh, no. I’m hanging up now…” Sho paused looking over at Aiba who seemed to be spacing now. “No, really I’m hanging up mom. Bye.” Sho hit the end button before his mother could say something else either illreivent, crazy, or vulgar. Was this really his mother? He questioned that in so many ways.
Sho sat down next to Aiba letting out a heavy sigh shutting his eyes for a moment. Aiba’s heart speed up a bit feeling Sho’s presents next to him, bringing him back out of Ailand.
“So, what was that all about?” He asked trying to be casual, but was a little to stiff to fully pull that off. Sho, still not opening his eyes sighed again. “I question my family once again.” He lifted his head and looked over at Aiba, “Seriously! Who sends a pineapple to their son out of nowhere? It's gotta mean something, it just has to.” Aiba looked at him for a minute almost getting lost in Sho’s eyes but turned away embarrassed. “I’m sure it’s just a pinappuru Sho-chan.”
Sho was now resting his elbows on his knees holding his head. “It’s pronounced ‘Pineapple’, Aiba.” Aiba looked over at Sho, “That’s what I said. Pinappuru.” Sho shook his head. “No, you’re saying ‘Pinappuru’ when the word is Pineapple. Pine-ap-ple.” He broke down the word for Aiba hoping he would say it right. “Yeah, I know. Pin-ap-puru.” He pounced wrong again.
Sho gave up. “Just forget it. What did you stop by for?” He put his full attention gaze on Aiba making him all of a sudden nervous again. “N-nothing. I was just passing by with nothing to do.” That’s a surprise. Surely Aiba would have had one of his random experiments waiting for him, but guess not.
Sho didn’t say anything for a bit, to Aiba it felt like hours. “So…you stop by here?” He asked, Aiba nodded. “And you think I have something fun to do?” He shook his head. “Then why me?” Aiba stopped to think about that one then shrugged. “I guess…because MatsuJun would probably get annoyed. Nino would either be with Oh-chan or playing Video Games, while Oh-chan either is with Nino or fishing…but then again he could be painting. So, you seemed like the best person Sho-chan.” He smiled weakly. “Should I not have come?”
“No…it was just sudden is all.” Sho fidgeted under the slight pressure of Aiba’s shocking boldness. Aiba nodded relaxing a little; it was all in his head. There was no reason for him to be nervous around Sho.
The two sat in silence for a minute then Aiba decided to just say whatever popped into his head. “So, what are you going to do with the pinappuru?” He twitched. “It’s Pineap- Oh forget it!” He sat back and scratched his head. “I don’t know. I don’t really eat pineapple. I have no use for it.” Aiba nodded. “You can give it to MatsuJun. I’m sure he could find a reason for it. Maybe cook with it!” Aiba suggested with a smile. “MatsuJun would probably make something amazing!”
This reminded Sho of his inability to cook anything good, well tasting good and looking good re two different things…but the fact still remains. “You, have a point…”
Sho then proceeded to call Jun and ask him if he wanted said Pineapple. “Are you crazy?” Aiba heard from over the phone. “No…why?” Sho asked slightly guarded. “Because you know I can’t eat pineapple!” Jun yelled. Sho looked over at Aiba who smiled sheepishly mouthing the words ‘Opps, I forgot.’ Sho mentally smacked himself for thinking that Aiba would have a bright idea.
“Right, totally forgot.” That would explain part of the reason what Sho didn’t eat pineapple anymore, being around Jun so much. “Why not give it to Aiba? He’ll think of something useful for it.” Sho shook his head. “No, Aiba’s the one that suggested you have it. He said you’d probably cook with it or something. Slipped my mind that you couldn’t eat them.” Jun sighed on the other end. “We’ll you’re bright, think of something Keio Boy. I have to go.” Jun then hung up leaving Sho still with that dammed pineapple that was useless.
Sho sighed and put the phone down. He didn’t care anymore. Maybe he would just throw it out…
“I do have one other idea…” Aiba offered looking at Sho who just signaled for him to continue…
Boy did Aiba have an idea alright. And let’s just say it didn’t involve experiments or cooking, so no one god hurt…well that’s still a lie. Aiba’s idea did though result in many many things. Like the answer to his questions, and a very good answer at that.
[Stop beating around the bush! Get to the point! They want to know! Aiba-san…you cannot yell at the narrator/author, it’s very rude. Then tell them!!! They have a right to know about what happened to the pinappuru! Narrator&Sho: It’s PINEAPPLE! GET IT RIGHT!]
Aiba took the pineapple or pinappuru if you are speaking improper English [engrish] like Aiba, and cut it up. The rest just involved, a bit of imagination, Sho, and the bedroom…which they never fully made it to. Who knew you could have so much fun with a pineapple? Now if only we could get him to pronounce it right…. Maybe another day… Sho is a bit tired out now.
