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#82: 2014 Drabble Requests (Part 1)

Hello! Remember this drabble request post? Once again, I return many months late with some drabbles. Only two of these drabbles were actually written in response to a prompts, although I have Ideas about how I would like to fill the rest of them (sorry for the delay, forochel, sugiex and sinonymity! If you are even still reading this. IF ANYONE IS EVEN STILL READING THIS, I AM SORRY.

I wrote most of these while trapped indoors studying for exams over the past month. Because half of my papers are over, I am posting the drabbles/ficlets I have. Two of them are random bonuses just because. /retreats back into cave of notes to weep and maybe revise hahaha ;__;

For yay_box: TSN fic! In which Eduardo is Merlin

Note: this thing has been YEARS in the writing – apologies in advance if it is quite disjointed/confusing :(

Eduardo is twenty-two and his back is going. It shouldn't be – for all intents and purposes, he is a young man in a young man's body, sliding from the solidity of his late twenties into a more coltish angularity. So for the lower part of his back to hurt like that when he lies in bed is not something that should be occurring.

It's psychosomatic, he tells himself. His old man's brain sending the message that his body is giving way, even as he continues to slip headlong into adolescence. Each day he awakens with energy building under his skin like a trammeled storm.

Yet Eduardo aches, burningly and tangibly. He asks one of the trainers at the gym to check his posture and is told that he's got no problems at all. But when he bends to look at what Mark is typing on his laptop, his face just inches from Mark's, the pain throbs dully between his shoulders.

He's never felt better. He's falling apart. But these are the good years, the best years – he's gathered as much from past conversations with Mark. Do you remember the algorithm on the window at Kirkland? Mark had asked him years ago, shortly after the day Eduardo had blinked awake into consciousness, after he had learned words and things and Mark. And even though Mark had rules about not telling each other what lay ahead, he had told Eduardo this: when things get bad, wait for the day you wake up in Harvard.


But it is best, perhaps, to begin somewhere in the middle. Not the exact mid-point, of course, not with that amount of precision. But in terms of places to start from, in Eduardo's life, Singapore might be the most appropriate.

When people ask Eduardo what Singapore is like he normally tells them, "hot," or "sunny," even though those words are nowhere near describing the blazing heat and humidity. Sometimes they follow that up with, "Just like back home?" and it always takes Eduardo a moment to realise they mean Miami or Sao Paolo.

"Sort of," is what Eduardo says in reply. He doesn't mention that he's never been to Miami or Sao Paolo. Not yet, at least.

Eduardo is in Singapore, and so is Mark, looking miserable in a polo t-shirt and cargo shorts as they walk along the waterfront. The night before they had gone on a giant Ferris wheel, and when Eduardo had arrived Mark had given him an incredulous look, like he hadn't expected Eduardo to show up.

"It's… nice," Mark had said, hand stuffed deep in his pocket as they had looked out at the glimmering city beneath them. "I expected it to look exactly like Hong Kong, but it's nice."

"It's nice?" Eduardo had repeated, beginning to grin wide and friendly at Mark before he'd caught sight of Mark's face, tentatively, carefully guarded.

Mark forgets. At least, that's how it appears to Eduardo. There had been one day, almost a year ago, when Eduardo had woken up one morning and Mark hadn't been in his apartment. Without thinking, he had reached for his phone and texted, where did you go? only to have Mark reply with, back to the hotel. And then, where else would I have gone?

He supposes Mark must have felt like this at the beginning. Eduardo forgetting, disoriented.

But he's getting ahead of himself here.

"I suppose you want to know why I came here," says Mark. He's tense – more than he's ever been. Like it hurts him to even look at Eduardo. "I came to apologise."

"That's okay –" Eduardo begins to say, and then it hits him. When things get bad, Mark had told him. Before this odd period where Mark had gradually become more tentative and distant.

Mark is looking at Eduardo oddly now.

Eduardo swallows, and tries to ignore the wave of panic in his chest, at the knowledge that tomorrow will be a worse day for a very long time.

"I'm sorry," says Mark.

Eduardo shakes his head, and smiles. And says, "Do you remember the algorithm on the window at Kirkland?"




For lianne29: More Jun and Nino as Detectives!

Sometime after this.

The first time Jun saw Nino had been at a crime scene three years ago, back when the Shinagawa murders had just begun. Jun had been shadowing one of his superiors, and they had arrived shortly after Takeuchi and the Shinagawa division head's disagreement about jurisdiction had turned into a full-blown shouting match. Most of the other officers on the scene had been trying their best to make themselves look as inconspicuous as possible.

It was at that point that Jun had noticed a detective sitting cross-legged on the ground beside the body, intently studying a patch of grass.

"That's Ninomiya," one of the Shinagawa officers had told Jun. "He's cocky as hell but hasn't got a clue. One of Takeuchi's, naturally."

Two weeks later, Takeuchi's team had cracked the case. The key point in the investigation, as it turned out, had been certain telltale signs in the way the turf had been disturbed in each of the crime scenes.


Nino, typically, didn't remember Jun being there. He had no memory for faces – not unless it had something to do with a case, of course. As far as Jun knew, Nino had had no impression of Jun prior to Jun's first day on Takeuchi's team. And then all the things Nino had previously heard about Jun in snatches of conversation must have come back to Nino in a moment of instant association, which had led Nino to say, rather foolishly, "Oh, so you're that stick in the mud."

There had been a horrible moment in which everyone had gone quiet and turned to look at Jun.

"Yes, I am," Jun had replied. "And you must be that pain in the neck."


"I don't remember you being at the Shinagawa murders," said Nino, around a giant mouthful of gyoza.

"Of course you wouldn't," Jun replied. "And could you slow down? Nobody's going to take the damn food away from you."

Nino picked up another dumpling and doused it in vinegar. "A dog ate my lunch once," he told Jun, before stuffing the gyoza into his mouth. "I developed a complex."

"No you didn't."

Jun frequently regretted their having moved from antagonism into this bizarre approximation of a partnership. There seemed to be a lot of fried foods and non-sequiturs involved.

"The first time I saw you, you were being an idiot," said Nino.

"Well, you'd started it first."

"No," said Nino, pausing to finish his cup of green tea in one long gulp. "It was before you joined us. During the interrogation scandal. I'd gone in to HQ to get some paperwork done –"

"I bet it was disciplinary."

"Shut up," Nino replied. "I went up to the ninth floor and there you were in the corridor being yelled at by Chief Superintendent Sato."

"Oh, great." Jun remembered that incident well. The Department had been in the midst of a massive PR nightmare after an investigative journalist had dug up some dirt about several detectives. And then Jun had stumbled upon some evidence of grave procedural errors in one of the year's most high-profile cases and had escalated it to the higher-ups before anyone could have persuaded him to keep it quiet.

"He was going on about how everyone was going to lose their jobs and how everything they stood for was going to crumble in the eyes of society..."

"Sato was always an overwrought bastard."

Nino smirked. "Speak for yourself. You stared right back at him and said – with a straight face, I might add – 'I became a policeman to be a protector of justice'."

"Shut up," said Jun, over the awful sound of Nino cackling delightedly. "Don't remind me."

"A protector! Of justice!"

"Just stop talking, please," said Jun, burying his face in his hands. "And plenty of people join the police for noble reasons."

"Well," said Nino, wiping tears from his eyes. "I suppose they do."

Nino never talked about why he'd joined the police force. Jun had never tried to pry. The way Jun saw it, it was probably for the best that Nino was a detective. With his smarts, he would likely have made an excellent criminal.

In the meantime, Nino had polished off the rest of the food and set his chopsticks down. "So, ready to go see Takeuchi now?"

"Actually," said Jun, pulling out his phone and finding a message from Takeuchi. Forensics say they've found something. Be there asap. "There's been a change in plan." Jun grabbed their coats and tossed Nino's over to him. "Maybe you shouldn't have eaten quite so much gyoza."

"The morgue?" Nino asked. He winced when Jun nodded. "Well, on the bright side, I can get Aiba to pay me back when we're there. He owes me 700 yen."



For calerine, who didn't request this: FROM THE INBOX OF NINOMIYA KAZUNARI, SENIOR ASSOCIATE

A companion to From the Case Files




From: SAKAMOTO Masayuki <sakamoto@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: <Mailing List: ALL>

Subject: Promotions This Quarter

Dear Colleagues,

I am pleased to announce the promotions of Okada Junichi to the position of Junior Partner, and Ninomiya Kazunari to the position of Senior Associate.

Okada has been with Sakamoto & Partners since our firm's inception, and has been a credit to our firm's Commercial Litigation practice. He recently acted for a long-standing international client on a distributor termination dispute, and will continue to expand his expertise in cross-border dispute resolution.

Ninomiya trained with Sakamoto & Partners and has been in Nagano Hiroshi's real estate team for the past three years. In that time, he has assisted in many of our high-value real estate transactions, as well as advised clients on various regulatory issues concerning REITs. He has also kindly agreed to take on the role of Intern Coordinator.

Please join me in congratulating Okada and Ninomiya on their promotion, and in wishing them continued success in their new roles.


SAKAMOTO Masayuki
Managing Partner
Sakamoto & Partners





From: MIYAKE Ken <miyake@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: OKADA Junichi <okada @sakamotopartners.co.jp>; NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
Cc: MORITA Go <morita@sakamotopartners.co.jp>


Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

Hi!

Congratulations to both of you, etc. etc.

Just reminding you that it is TRADITION that the promotees for each quarter are meant to treat everyone to a disgustingly extravagant meal – don't screw it up and bring everyone to some cheap-ass okonomiyaki place like someone did three years ago, we are not barbarians.

Nino I'm looking at you in particular.

MIYAKE Ken
Junior Partner, Tax Planning and Structuring
Sakamoto & Partners





From: OKADA Junichi <okada_junichi@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

Nino, if you've got no objections I'll just ask Nagano where he'd like to go. Let me know if you're agreeable.

Also, Sakurai from next door told me you were randomly attending one of their meetings again. I'm fine with that but just don't let Sakamoto et al catch wind of it.

OKADA Junichi
Junior Partner, Commercial Litigation and International Dispute Resolution Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: OKADA Junichi <okada_junichi@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

Good call – Nagano's been dropping hints for ages

Sakurai is far too terrified of Sakamoto to bring it up

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From:INOUE Mao <inoue@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

HOW ON EARTH DID YOU BECOME INTERN COORDINATOR?

IT BOGGLES THE MIND.

INOUE Mao
Senior Associate, Commercial Litigation and International Dispute Resolution Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: INOUE Mao <inoue@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

Good looks and a magnetic personality

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners




From:INOUE Mao <inoue@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

ALSO THERE HAD BETTER BE CHAMPAGNE AT YOUR STUPID CELEBRATION THING. RIVERS OF IT.

INOUE Mao
Senior Associate, Commercial Litigation and International Dispute Resolution Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: INOUE Mao <inoue@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

Do you think Okada will make us split 50-50 or divide it proportionally to seniority?

Actually, do you think he's the type who will pay for everything

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: INOUE Mao <inoue @sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

WHY DON'T YOU USE YOUR GOOD LOOKS AND MAGNETIC PERSONALITY TO SEE IF HE AGREES TO THAT. HA HA HA

INOUE Mao
Senior Associate, Commercial Litigation and International Dispute Resolution Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: INOUE Mao <inoue@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
Subject: Re: Promotions This Quarter

Mao-chan I can hear you laughing from 10 cubicles away


NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: TEGOSHI Yuya <tegoshi@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
Bcc: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Cubicle Etiquette

Dear Colleagues,

I would be grateful if we could please observe the points circulated earlier this year on cubicle etiquette and maintaining a conducive environment that we can work and play in.

Please find attached a copy of said memo for your reference.

Warmest regards,

TEGOSHI Yuya
Associate, Tax Planning and Structuring
Sakamoto & Partners

Attachment: Cubicle Etiquette.docx





From: INOUE Mao <inoue@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: TEGOSHI Yuya <tegoshi@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
Cc: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: Cubicle Etiquette

TEGOSHI BE HONEST I BET YOU BCC'D THIS ONLY TO NINO AND ME.

INOUE Mao
Senior Associate, Commercial Litigation and International Dispute Resolution Practice
Sakamoto & Partners




From: Aiba <m.aiba@tempest.com>
To: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Nino are you there?


Okay so I went undercover with this zookeeper ring to see if they were smuggling snakes and it turned out they were????? So I tried to save the snakes by buying them and stuff and now I've run out of money and I'm in Winnepeg with a lot of snakes?????

What is the law of snakes internationally? Can I bring them back to their homes or what? Also can you ask Matsujun-kun to wire me money, Canada is quite cold.

Thanks!!!!!

Aiba






From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: Aiba <m.aiba@tempest.com>
Subject: Re: Nino are you there?

Is this a phishing scam

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: Aiba <m.aiba@tempest.com>
To: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: Nino are you there?


Hahahahhaha no it's not it's really me! Wow congrats on your promotion Nino, you're a legal beagle now!!!

Also one of the snakes just escaped but I just caught him and put him back in. His name is Nino and I think he might have eaten another snake. Snakes are scary!

Yeah could you ask Matsujun-kun to wire me some money please? My motel's number is 1-204-596-4056; they've taken all my luggage as collateral. Except the snakes!

Aiba





From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: Sakurai Sho <s.sakerai@tempest.com>
Cc: Aiba <m.aiba@tempest.com>

Subject: Fw: Re: Nino are you there?

Sho: Can you please save Aiba before he dies of snake bite and/or cold?

Aiba: Sorry but I can't advise you on transporting animals across borders because it is not my area of expertise

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: NAGANO Hiroshi <nagano@sakamotopartners.co.jp>
To: <Mailing List: ALL>

Subject: Incoming Interns, Wine Appreciation Event

Hi all,

We'll be having three interns joining us for the next month, so please say hi if you see them around. Okada will be their supervising attorney and our Intern Coordinator Ninomiya will be taking care of them. A document with their names and photographs will be sent round shortly. If you have any interesting work that you think might be appropriate for them, do let Nino know.

On a lighter note, we will be having a Wine Appreciation Event this Friday. After the overwhelming response to the last one, we have expanded our budget to include an even larger selection of exquisite wines and delectable cheeses. Please see the attached flyer for details (my thanks to Masuda for handling the logistics and for putting the flyer together). I hope to see you all there!

NAGANO Hiroshi
Partner, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners

Attachment: Wine_Appreciation.jpg





From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: J <j.matsumoto@tempest.com>
Subject: How's it going

Jun-pon,

Did you guys manage to find Aiba?

Heard about your pi-troubles, wrote you a story to make you feel better

Do you sometimes look back on our uni days and wonder what happened to the young, idealistic us? Now we're just shells of ourselves, laughing at old jokes in an endless and empty loop

NAH screw it I'm rolling in money it's all good

I bet you cried

Mao-chan says hi and sorry for standing you up again

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners

Attachment: Ohno and Pi (my magnum opus).txt






From: J <j.matsumoto@tempest.com>
To: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >

Subject: Re: How's it going

Nino,

Did you hear from Aiba? Where is he?

Best,
Jun

Director
Tempest Consultants

Attachment: Ohno and Pi (my magnum opus) – edited.txt






From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: J <j.matsumoto@tempest.com>
Subject: Re: How's it going

Fuck, I mistyped Sakurai's email address

Forwarding you Aiba's emails and his phone number

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners





From: NINOMIYA Kazunari <ninomiya@sakamotopartners.co.jp >
To: <kasumi.arimura@hdaigaku.co.jp>; <nakayan_leo@yahoo.co.jp>; <fukushiiiiiiiii@gmail.com>
Cc: OKADA Junichi <okada@sakamotopartners.co.jp>

Subject: WELCOME INTERNS

Hi guys,

Welcome to Sakamoto & Partners! First off, sorry about the lack of laptops, you'll just have to make do with your own for the moment.

I'll come by to brief you in a bit, but I thought I'd just forward you the details of the upcoming Wine Appreciation event that will take place this Friday. It'll be a good chance to get to know everyone. Also, remember what your careers advice people told you and don't drink too much! (Actually, do whatever you want.) Remember to thank the guy whose face is on the flyer for orchestrating this.

NINOMIYA Kazunari
Senior Associate, Real Estate Practice
Sakamoto & Partners









As I said in an email to calerine: I randomly wrote an extra unrequested drabble featuring Nino as the WORST ICE HOCKEY PLAYER EVER idek how this happened except oh wait I do - because there was that Shiyagare episode where Arakawa Shizuka came to teach them how to figure skate... and Ohno was the Best Skater and I thought, ooh an Ohno figure skating AU would be great... with Nino as an ICE HOCKEY PLAYER except that he is legits too small, it would be hilarious. And then this happened hahahahahahah ;___; weeping

PS forochel I thought of you while writing this… of you YELLING AT ME. Apologies in advance for possible inaccuracies, I used wiki only and plead Exams as a defence.



The first time Nino met Aiba was at the tryout for their university's ice hockey team. Aiba had skated over to Nino to gently and politely tell him that the under-18 team was holding their tryouts in the afternoon.

"Is that so?" Nino had replied, before neatly tripping Aiba and skating off to line up for the skill drill.

They both ended up on the team, mostly because not enough players had tried out. The coach looked at Nino with a mix of pity and consternation that day, shoving the team jersey (Nichidai Rabbits, it said) into his hands and saying, "Well, maybe you'll grow."

Nino didn't.

He tried to make up for it with speed and dexterity. In those early games, he fell down a lot just from getting checked by other players. Aiba tried to help Nino by skating near him during games to stop opponents from bumping Nino, but since Aiba wasn't much heavier or taller than average, he only ended up getting in Nino's way.

"I don't need you to protect me!" Nino shouted, the fourth time he missed a shot because Aiba had inadvertently blocked his path.

Aiba skated away, looking stung.

"Breaking up with your boyfriend?" shouted someone in the bleachers. Shortly after that, one of the Waseda players hooked Nino, sending him sprawling on the ice again while the puck skidded away.

The referee didn't even have time to call it. Nino scrambled to his feet, flung down his stick, ripped off his gloves, and punched the guy in the face.

There was a hushed silence as the guy stumbled and landed heavily on the ice. Nino himself lost his balance and tripped as well. And then someone – a girl's voice – shrieked, "WAY TO GO, CHIBIUSA!" and the spectators exploded into cheers.

"Why the heck are you cheering for another team?" exclaimed the Waseda captain, while the referees hauled an enraged Nino off into the penalty box.

"Just who," shouted Nino, "are you calling Chibiusa?"

After that, players from the other teams took to calling Nino Chibiusa just to get a rise out of him, and he charged them every time. He also scored a fair bit. Mostly, though, he spent a lot of time in the penalty box.

By the middle of Nino's first season on the team, people were actually coming to watch the games just to see him play. They also came just to see him get mad.

"I think they see you as a kind of tragic figure," said Narimiya, their team captain, while Nino held a bag of frozen peas to his black eye after a game. Earlier, the crowd had cheered ecstatically when Nino got into an altercation with one of the Toyo wingers, a guy named Okada who wasn't afraid to pull his punches.

"I actually score," said Nino, "nobody seems to notice that."

Aiba sighed. "That's because you end up fighting the defencemen after that."

"The only reason why they haven't ejected you is because you don't actually do much damage to anyone but yourself," Narimiya continued. "Also, we kind of have a fan club now."

To be exact, it was a twitter account maintained by Chinen Yuri, one of the more intrepid members of the editorial society. @usagidaigaku had originally been intended to provide updates on the university's various athletic competitions. And then one day, Chinen had posted a video of Nino getting into a mostly futile fight with a Meiji player approximately twice his size. 'We believe in Chibiusa', read the caption. It had garnered a variety of responses ranging from 'why is that shrimp even playing ice hockey' to 'CHIBIUSA, PRIDE OF NICHIDAI'. @usagidaigaku also gained about a hundred more followers. From then on, Chinen just posted updates of hockey games and pictures of Nino looking enraged as he was ordered off the ice.

The other thing @usagidaigaku provided was a constant supply of updates about the university's figure skating club. Specifically, the tweets concerned one Ohno Satoshi, who had placed third in the national figure skating championship the previous year and who was going to skate for Japan at the next World Championship. He was meant to share two classes with Nino but had only turned up for one lecture in the entire semester. According to @usagidaigaku, he had been asleep for the entire lecture. (Nino, on the other hand, had spent the entire lecture reliving the spectacular goal he had scored during the previous day's game against Keio. The goalie's cry of shock and anguish after the puck had flown right over him had been like music to Nino's ears. Sakurai's expressions were always the best; it was a pity no one could see them behind the mask.)

The thing was that while Nino was probably only ironically called the pride of Nichidai, Ohno was actually the Pride of the University, and probably of the entire Greater Kanto Region. And, from the gushing articles that Chinen kept retweeting, it seemed that there would come a day in the near future when Ohno would most certainly be the Pride of Japan. Nobody made up stupid nicknames for Ohno Satoshi, Nino noted. He was simply Ohno-senpai.

In the weeks when Ohno wasn't off at some competition, the rink was always priority booked for his exclusive practice. It was infuriating because their hockey training would then be adjourned to some far-flung rink in the middle of nowhere.

It also meant that Nino had never seen Ohno skate before.

This changed on a cold Monday morning, one week into Nino's break from hockey (doctor's orders; he had hurt his shoulder again getting slammed into the boards). With the rest of the team away at training, Nino decided to take a walk over the rink to see if he could sneak in some skating on his own. He didn't expect to see Ohno practicing his routine alone with no accompaniment but the music in his head, the rink echoing with the sound of his skates scraping against the ice as he performed a triple lutz jump.

It was sublime. Ohno skated with a terrible precision, transitioning from one move to the next with seemingly no effort at all. He executed some of his turns like they were mere afterthoughts, easy as breathing. And when Ohno ended his routine with a combination of jumps that Nino didn't know the names of, sliding gracefully to a halt at one end of the rink, Nino realised that he had been holding his breath.

"Oh." Ohno had noticed Nino by the side of the rink. He was skating over before Nino could make a hasty escape. And as he approached, Nino understood why Chinen was so bent on taking as many photos of Ohno-senpai as he could. "Do you need the rink now?"

"I'm sorry for interrupting," said Nino. "I'll be going now."

"Okay," said Ohno, as Nino picked up his duffel bag and hockey stick and turned to go. And then: "Wait."

"Yes?"

Ohno furrowed his perfect brow. "I've seen you somewhere."

"Introduction to Politics?"

"Hm," said Ohno. "Do I take that class?"

Nino knew for a fact that he did (because of Chinen), but kept quiet out of politeness.

And then Ohno beamed with realisation, and it was wonderful.

"I know!" he said, clapping his hands together. "You're Chibiusa!"

Note: Chibiusa is also a Sailor Moon character. I also read about ice hockey in Japan, because accuracy. It exists but the Japanese league was discontinued and now they have an Asian league. As for varsity hockey, all the universities named have hockey teams that play in various intercollegiate games, except Nihon University/Nichidai. That's just fiction.

Tags: .christmas 2014, .drabbles, .meme, .requests, .rpf, .writing, character: ohno satoshi, fandom: arashi, fandom: the social network, fic: arashi, fic: the social network, rating: g, rating: pg
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