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They stared down at the city lights below, dotted along the sidewalks and blurring by with passing cars. There was another hotel right across the street, and although most of the windows were dark, a scattered few glowed. Osamu wondered if the people inside were sitting awake too. “Osamu.” He turned his head and Suna was there, waiting. His mouth found Osamu’s and his lips were a little cold. Suna kissed him, and Osamu forgot about the tournament, about winning, about everything. It didn’t seem as important here on the roof, holding Suna’s hand and sharing a wind-chilled kiss. Suna pulled away, and Osamu said, “We should tell ‘em.” Suna sighed and slouched a little further over the rail. “How about… after the tournament. After we win, we’ll tell them. Everyone will be so happy that they won’t care what we’re doing.” “Okay,” said Osamu. “When they give us the trophy, I’m just gonna kiss ya right there in front of everybody. That’ll be us tellin’ ‘em.” “I don’t believe you,” said Suna. There was a spark in his eyes, a little amused, a little daring. “Prove me wrong.”

Fics like Spring Secrets

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