Someone else might've woken up early and made sure to be there or nearby with an hour to spare. Sousuke... was content to go about his morning like normal and arrive at the station a few minutes before the train was set to roll in. After all, there was still a quick morning practice to throw in so that he could earn the afternoon off. Couldn't just go skipping now, right? That'd earn a frown from Rin and probably questions about it later. Not that he'd been able to avoid the teasing when he told his best friend he was meeting up with a Tokyo acquaintance.
How long had it been since they'd seen each other? Two years or so. The blooming trees in later spring made a pretty nice backdrop for the entire thing, the scents of soon-to-be summer flowers drifting off the leaves and buds. Iwatobi's station was a casual as ever, a small coastal town without a huge inflow of traffic. Far different than the busy stations of Tokyo and other major cities in Japan. It'd been a shock to go from his hometown to Tokyo in the first place all those years ago. He wondered what Kise would think of it. That one of the top ten in Japan came from this kind of place. A small town and apparently raised up future olympians...
It wasn't hard to miss Kise. The shock of golden hair appearing out of nowhere from beneath a knit cap, the sunglasses lowering to reveal those similar golden eyes. Poor thing; he'd find out Iwatobi wasn't all that into the professionals. Even Sousuke's return to his hometown didn't do much. Samezuka's swim team didn't even realize he was one of the top ten swimmers in Japan (though at least they were impressed when the coach told them). Kise would be just fine here. He was simply “another boy” among the rest. And as he made his way closer, Sousuke realized that the other athlete had gained a few centimeters...
...more than him.
Ugh. Dammit, Kise. Sousuke was used to being the tallest one in his group of friends. Why'd you have to outgrow him? At least his shoulders were broader still. Though it looked like Kise had done plenty of growing on his own over the years. He looked good. A soft sigh slipped out. -icchi. Same old same. “Yo,” he greeted, hands in his pockets like normal, a small smile appearing on his normally impassive face. “Aa, been a while.”
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Date: 2015-10-11 04:23 am (UTC)How long had it been since they'd seen each other? Two years or so. The blooming trees in later spring made a pretty nice backdrop for the entire thing, the scents of soon-to-be summer flowers drifting off the leaves and buds. Iwatobi's station was a casual as ever, a small coastal town without a huge inflow of traffic. Far different than the busy stations of Tokyo and other major cities in Japan. It'd been a shock to go from his hometown to Tokyo in the first place all those years ago. He wondered what Kise would think of it. That one of the top ten in Japan came from this kind of place. A small town and apparently raised up future olympians...
It wasn't hard to miss Kise. The shock of golden hair appearing out of nowhere from beneath a knit cap, the sunglasses lowering to reveal those similar golden eyes. Poor thing; he'd find out Iwatobi wasn't all that into the professionals. Even Sousuke's return to his hometown didn't do much. Samezuka's swim team didn't even realize he was one of the top ten swimmers in Japan (though at least they were impressed when the coach told them). Kise would be just fine here. He was simply “another boy” among the rest. And as he made his way closer, Sousuke realized that the other athlete had gained a few centimeters...
...more than him.
Ugh. Dammit, Kise. Sousuke was used to being the tallest one in his group of friends. Why'd you have to outgrow him? At least his shoulders were broader still. Though it looked like Kise had done plenty of growing on his own over the years. He looked good. A soft sigh slipped out. -icchi. Same old same. “Yo,” he greeted, hands in his pockets like normal, a small smile appearing on his normally impassive face. “Aa, been a while.”