Author: Mistigri
Email: [email protected]
Part: 1 of 2 if I find a cookie for Hitonari...
Disclaimer: Not mine, please don't sue!
Rating:G
Summary: Tachibana muses over a fortune cookie motto
Pairing: mild shonen ai Hitonari Hiiragi/Tachibana Akane
Feedback; Any other I'll CKBC fans out there? Hello!
Thanks to; Cat-chan as always;)
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Tachibana cracked open the fortune cookie, one half between his fingers, the other between his teeth. He was taking a risk putting it straight in his mouth; after all, these were hand made by Sumire who insisted they try them.
With a sigh, Hitonari pulled the strip of paper sticking out between Tachibana's lips and waved it in front of his eyes before dropping it on the table. Tachibana crunched the half cookie and snatched the slip up.
"You actually put fortunes in these?" he asked with his mouth full.
"Of course," said Sumire patiently. "Otherwise they wouldn't be fortune cookies, right?"
"Whatever," Tachibana grumbled. "Cos it's not like you can tell from the taste what they're meant to be."
Sumire frowned, but the other half of the cookie was already halfway into the boy's mouth, and Hitonari wasn't complaining. He was nibbling on his, thoughtfully reading the fortune.
Tachibana looked puzzled at his own fortune, then, his mouth making a small �o� of realisation, he turned it over and read the reverse. This side made more sense - "This insert has a protective coating" had seemed a little odd as mottos went.
"The secret of happiness is to admire without desire."
He pouted. No wonder people spent whole lifetimes seeking enlightenment; advice like that was easier to give than to follow. What was the point of admiring something you couldn't have? After all, it's the things you admire that you want, so in order to be truly happy you would have to not want anything. But not wanting anything, not having anything to fight for, to work towards - that would be so dull, you may as well just be dead. And did it work both ways? If you desired something - or someone, did that mean you admired them?
"You really seem to be deep in thought over that," commented Hitonari. "Considering you almost ate it."
Tachibana glared at him, but his brain, still in full philosophical gear, failed to offer a witty comeback. Whatever. He'd even the score later on the basketball court - he'd been working on a neat little move which he had practiced enough for it to be ready for a real test run. Not that he was trying to outdo Hitonari - that would mean he admired him. And he didn't. Not at all.
Scowling, he screwed the piece of paper into a ball and tossed it towards the wastepaper basket. It hit the side and bounced, hitting the floor. Hitonari smirked and neatly threw his own in from a meter further away from the bin than the other boy.
Tachibana muttered something unrepeatable under his breath and stomped over to the bin. He picked up the crumpled fortune and flicked it in. If that truly was the secret to happiness, he was fated a miserable life.