\nUnit for Points<\/b>: Mis Snow Man
\nWord Count<\/b>: 4 x 100
\nCharacters\/Pairings<\/b>: Sanada\/Nozawa, Kitayama\/Totsuka
\nAuthor’s Notes:<\/b> talisa_ahn<\/a> wanted Kitayama\/Totsuka, so\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6sort of. Also there are Snowpigs doing the ‘fusion dance’ right next to me, if you know what I mean.<\/p>\n
Learn From the Best<\/b><\/p>\n
Kitayama’s in the middle of what seems to be a normal practice, when Yokoo asks him what’s up with his shadow.<\/p>\n
“My\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6eh?” Kitayama looks over his shoulder, and realizes that Sanada is loitering about the fringes of their practice. <\/p>\n
“He’s been there all afternoon,” Fujigaya puts in, skating up to a smooth stop and waving his hands in a shooing motion. “You! Go on, get! Mitsu, go take care of him, I don’t need spies stealing our moves.”<\/p>\n
“Me?” Kitayama demands, but Fujigaya’s already gone, dragging Yokoo with him, and there’s nothing for it but to go confront the interloper. <\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
“Are you spying on our practice to steal our moves?” <\/p>\n
“No?” Sanada answers, looking up at Kitayama from the stack of mats he’s perched on. “Sort of. Not like that.”<\/p>\n
“Whatever,” Kitayama doesn’t actually care what Sanada’s doing. “You heard Taipi. Go on. Get.” <\/p>\n
“But I’m not done\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6” Here Sanada pauses, looking shifty. “The thing that I’m doing.”<\/p>\n
“You’re done doing it in my practice,” Kitayama informs him, pulling him up.<\/p>\n
“Mm, come with?” Sanada asks, grin guileless. “I’ll come quietly if you do.”<\/p>\n
“What the\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6” Behind him, Fujigaya’s telling NiSen they’re doing the fanservice all wrong. “\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6lead the way.”<\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
“So you’re spying?”<\/p>\n
Sanada nods, trotting down the hallway at Kitayama’s side, true to his word. <\/p>\n
“But not on our moves.” Sanada shakes his head. “Then what?” Sanada just grins. “I’m not playing 20 Questions with you, brat.”<\/p>\n
“Apparently you are?” says another voice, and Totsuka looks up to find Totsuka on a similar errand, but with Nozawa. “Here we are, then. And speak of the devil, have some time, Hiromitsu?”<\/p>\n
Kitayama looks from Totsuka’s expression of mild lechery, to Nozawa watching their exchange with keen eyes, to Sanada watching Nozawa the same way. <\/p>\n
And suddenly it all makes sense. <\/p>\n
*****<\/p>\n
“That’s adorable, really,” is Totsuka’s comment. Kitayama might agree, maybe, if they were not in the prop closet and he were not busy undoing Totsuka’s shirt.<\/p>\n
“It’s adorable they’re spying on us to steal our moves for their own dysfunctional relationship?” Shirt successfully de-buttoned, Kitayama slides hands down to Totsuka’s waist and pulls their hips flush together. <\/p>\n
“Mm,” Totsuka blinks up at Kitayama through dark lashes and draws slow fingers down Kitayama’s chest. “You don’t think that we’re functional, Hiromitsu?”<\/p>\n
Topic successfully diverted from their ridiculous kouhai and their boyfriend troubles, Kitayama grins sharply and tells Totsuka to prove it.<\/p>\n
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