I suddenly had inspiration for Chapters again and since I published these two oneshots on fan fiction net this weekend I thought I’ll put them on my blog too.

Title: Multiple definitions
Completed in: January 9, 2008
Summary: A chance encounter caused Sakuno to join Shitenhouji for a picnic, where she ends up learning more about Shiraishi as well as what type of a buchou he is.
Theme: The idea that the image and definition of an authoritative buchou is not always the same.
Word count: 1791
Note: One of my friend saw my comment about Shiraishi in relation to 40.5 and she find the fact that he like girls who smell like shampoo really funny, and she was left a message saying she wonder whether he would smell his girl friend’s hair after she had a bath and make a comment about the shampoo she use, and that then seem such a good idea for a fan fiction! So I really wanted to put it into ‘chapters’. So big thanks to Calliope Medina Erato for giving me this idea.

I wanted to do a Sakuno x Kintarou story before but it didn’t work, but the idea for that is then brought into this story, although this is not really a Sakuno and someone from Shitenhouji pairing, it is really just Sakuno happening to spend the day with Shitenhouji’s regulars, and I decided to let the story be seen from her point of view so the story will be less repetitive as I do deal with similar ideas.

Both Seigaku and Rikkai were taking advantage of the three extra days they had by spending the majority of this time practicing. This was why Sakuno could understand that Echizen might not have much time, although it still hurt for him to completely ignore her.
Was her dream really impossible? She wasn’t asking for much, all she wanted was to spend sometime with Echizen alone- just like the two couple who sat underneath the tree only a few steps away from her.
The girl was wearing a yukata while the person who must be her boy friend was in a yellow and green sports uniform that seemed rather familiar. If he wasn’t leaning against the tree trunk then she would be able to see the name of his school in large letters printed on the back of his jacket.
She wasn’t spying on purpose, she really just happened to see the boy grabbing the girl’s hair- which was still wet by being in chunks instead of separate strands- and raised it to his nose in order to smell it.
“I really miss this smell.” He laughed out. “Your hair always smells so nice whenever you wash it, although it smells a bit different then before.”
His girl friend turned away, blushing, which then made her notice the young girl sitting at the nearby bench.
“I am so sorry!” Sakuno began automatically, preparing to run…
“Hey it is that rice ball girl!” a rather familiar voice yelled out loudly and within seconds she was facing the one who had address Echizen with a very bizarre name, as well as eating the rice ball she made like if it was some food that fell from heaven.
“I am Tooyama Kintarou from…”
The boy who was sitting down leant forward and pulled the overly energetic boy by the collar with a bandaged hand, allowing Sakuno to have some breathing space again.
“Kin-chan, you don’t do this to girls, okay?” his explained in a tone that was a mixture of both patience and resignation.
“Shiraishi, aren’t you doing the same thing with Tanako-chan?” someone else said dryly, indicating the couple’s clear proximity before he turned to smile apologetically at Sakuno. “I am sorry for not introducing ourselves earlier but we are the regulars of Shitenhouji, the representative from Osaka. I am Oshitari Kenya, the fukubuchou, and that guy there is the buchou, despite being like that.”
“Hey hey hey, what do you mean by that?” Shiraishi protested indignantly.
“Shiraishi-buchou, Kenya-senpai meant that most people don’t go around smelling girls’ hair and say how nice it is…”
Sakuno couldn’t help but to giggle as they all began to argue rather good naturedly. She was certainly surprised by what the buchou of Shitenhouji was like.
She always thought that a buchou should be like Tezuka, since she greatly respects him, as well as having heard numerous praises from her grandmother and the other regulars. Not only did the buchou of Shitenhouji seem much more relaxed due to his smile, his teammates were not treating him with a deep awe or even respect- it was almost as if he just happened to be the buchou since most of them were teasing him.
“Why don’t you eat with us?” Kintarou offered, holding out a box of food toward her. “It will be fun.”
It would not be difficult to refuse their offer since they were strangers to her, but she did not see why she should when they were all so friendly, especially Kintarou, and perhaps she was also feeling desperately in need of a prove that she was not always unwanted.
“I…I am Ryuzaki Sakuno.” She began shyly but she didn’t even manage to finish as Kintarou grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to sit down beside him before he placed a whole box of food onto her lap.
“That is his way of saying he like you.” Shiraishi told her with a slight smile. “He actually kept on telling us about this really nice girl who gave him some really delicious rice ball.”
“I wish you can be bribed as easily as him.” his girlfriend butted in, leaning against him.
“But it seems he is bribed just as easily.” Yuuji laughed as he tugged the end of his friend’s still wet hair. “All you have to do is to wash your hair a lot!”
“At least that is better then my cousin…” Kenya began.

She ended up volunteering to buy some drinks for them since they were all strangers to Tokyo, and Zaizen somehow ending up as the one accompanying her.
“Zaizen…” Shiraishi had said something to the second year when he wordlessly took the bag Sakuno was struggling to carry, causing Zaizen to mumble something along the lines of “If you say so...”
“If you don’t then we’ll ask Tanako-chan to beat you up with karate!” Koharu had added merrily.
“Does Tanako-san kn