Out of Bounds

Kippei was tense. Shinji had seen it the moment he walked inside and went upstairs. No sign of Akira yet, which was annoying because Shinji knew if Akira was here and they both walked in there to make him feel better it was a done deal. He looked around the house quickly, but he couldn’t think of anything, so he snuck into An’s room and spied a few bottles on the dresser. Picking them up, he found some massage oil and quickly took a sniff and smiled at the scent of roses. It smelt a bit like An-chan really, she must use it pretty often…He would have to find out where she got it from and buy her a new bottle, but he figured she would understand.
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He’d forgotten his key. Akira thought it was a pretty good testament about how distracted he was to have done something so stupid before going out on a run. Shinji and Kippei probably weren’t even home…
He stooped to check under the mat. No spare. Damn. He pulled his sweaty shirt away from his skin a moment, wishing fleetingly that he knew how to pick locks. Out of habit, he knocked on the door…there was always the possibility that someone could be home, after all…
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Kippei decided, finally, that he needed to talk to Akira. About that. Or more specifically, That. What Akira had said. He still wasn’t sure that he wanted to know, but they needed to talk, anyway. He sighed, and went looking for Akira.
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Shinji walked up to Inui’s door and knocked, hoping he was home and not busy and that Sakuno wasn’t there. He placed a restraining hand on Sada’s shoulder when she went to kick the door in case Inui hadn’t heard his knock, and tried to help her balance the turtle tank so she didn’t drop it.
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Akira slept alone in the moonlight. It wasn’t that late, but sometimes he found himself sprawling in the bed earlier and earlier. Part of it was because he was pushing himself, but mostly because he never knew quite what to do with himself when Shinji and Kippei were gone and he had nothing left to do. So he lay sprawled out in the middle of the bed, his headphones dislodged in his sleep, the playlist long ago finished playing.
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It was five in the afternoon and Ann was bored, bored, bored. Also, she was bored. It seemed that every single one of her girlfriends were either out of town or busy with other stuff – like boyfriends, and that left her pacing around like a little tiger in a cage. Impatient, restless and booooooooooored. In fact, she was so bored that even calling up Atobe and asking if he was up for a night on the town didn’t seem like such an abysmal idea. Ann winced; abysmal or not, it would be asking for trouble and she’d rather not. The guy was obviously returning to at least some of his former “glory”, as his latest lj posts showed.
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It was getting hot again. Sada didn’t like hot weather, because it meant you got sweaty easy, but she also didn’t like very cold weather. Hot weather did have the small bonus of it being much easier to drag Shinji out to do something. So Sada went there instead of home, and she sent her dad a text message saying that was where she was going, and she contemplated what they could do. It was while contemplating that she came up with the grande idea of getting Tatsunori to come with and she proudly marched up to the front door and knocked with just that in mind.
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Grumbling to himself, Ryoma hefted the package in his hand again before he climbed up the walkway towards the house that Shinji shared with his two boyfriends. It was really quite irritating; he’d forgotten to bring the present he’d gotten for Shinji to his graduation. Things had been rather hectic at home, so he’d decided to take it over after school.
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Akira is racing down the semi-busy street, the cushioned headphones blasting feverish dance beats in his ears as he absently dodges pedestrians and shoppers. For once, he’s not worrying about anyone, or anything. He’s not thinking about much at all except the tune in his head and the movement of his feet carrying him across the pavement.
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Shinji stared at the clock in disbelief. It could not be that late already. He quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, pulling them on and walking downstairs while he was tugging a jumper on over the top, running to the kitchen to grab his waterbottle full of IS-06. He spotted Kippei in the lounge with a book and paused before heading over to put his shoes on. If he went now, he wouldn’t have to run.
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