Stuck on an empty island ch2
Chapter 2: Fish, Tears, Astonished, and Lucky Items
Murasakibara was huffing behind of her, as he wiped some sweat away from his now warm body, and glanced at his bag, gripping a hold of it. Riko didn't get faced by the heavy thing leaving her hand to freedom. A smile crept upwards her lips, while soft cries left her mouth, and this made the taller man, to stare in the same direction as her.
"Ah, Mido-chin," hearing someone call out to him, he touched the glasses covering his eyes with his index finger, before acknowledging the new strangers. He glanced at the tall man, giving him a small nod. "Murasakibara." Then his eyes rested on the smaller girl next to him, his lips parted slightly, when he noticed tears stain her cheeks. She was staring into his direction, the water increasing from her eyes, and leaking. Midorima stared back at her, a hint of panic glowering in his hues, after all he was never good with handling girls... He never really interacted with one, expect for Momoi, which he rather avoided.
"F..." his eyes blinked momentarily, when he saw her lips separate from the previous straight line. "FOOD!" her lungs shouted loudly, making his ears shiver, as his eyes had hardened. The high pitched sound teared at his eardrum, uncomfortably.
Aida Riko was gleaming with happiness, she had just witnessed the best thing ever since her isle life. A campfire with grilled fish, that would mean her stomach could get real food, and digest its' minerals and vitamins. It was much better then the junk food her companion's bag was stuffed with... Riko's eyes were so focused on the food, that she never took notice of the man sitting by the fire.
The purple head standing by her side, had unwrapped the plastic, and was tasting the candy he had won earlier. Only a few seconds had swished by since he began eating and now his mouth was occupied with a lot of different candies.
A pleased moan startled Riko from her own happy thoughts, she turned her head around to face Murasakibara eating her candy, and moaning... His eyes were shut tightly, while the corners of his lips were pointed upwards, and the loud slurping sounds made her ears twitch. 'He's high on junk food...' her mind noted, observably.
Shaking her head, she returned her gaze back on the quite delicious looking fishes, and before she knew it, her feet was already dragging her to it.
Midorima's hues were surveying her every move. A blank stare was put in place above his eyes, as he glanced at her through his spectacles, and she had stopped right in front of him. Though, her eyes were not giving him any attention, but staring at the fishes. The fish was each stuck on a stick next to the fire and getting cooked nicely, drool gushed down from her lips.
"Want some?" Riko jumped at the sudden voice startling her whole being, her hand was clutching the fabrics of her Seirin's uniform, right above her heart. She took deep breathes and tried to calm herself, while her eyes shifted to where the tone came from. 'Green hair and glasses,' was her knowing thought.
"Yes," she spoke without hesitation and then took a clear look at his uniform, 'shutoku... Ah Midorima-kun.' She has only seen him a few times, ones where her team was playing against them, and two when he entered the restaurant they all celebrated at. It was somewhat rowdy, that day. A small smile shone on her lips, of the memory.
She plopped down on the grass, close to the fire place, and reached out for the stick, but retreated back as the smoke grazed her finger. "Hurts..." She mumbled, placing her finger on her tongue, and slipping around it, wetting the heat, and decreasing the pain. "Mgmflg," she mumbled to herself, closing her eyes, feeling the pain lighten of her skin.
Riko was oblivious to a pair of two eyes staring at her motion. After all she was busy, trying to treat her finger. Midorima on the other hand, has, well shifted his eyes to the burning flames, some redness adoring his cheeks. It was obvious that the younger teen was not used to situations like these, or women's company. Riko hadn't noticed anything, she was sulking to herself, as it was still hurting a bit. The pain did lessen though, by her magical plaster.
"Riko-chin," she blinked and turned to give the speaker her full attention, staring into purplish hues.
She pulled out her finger as to speak. "Murasakibara-kun?" She questioned gently, her eyes glowing with a peculiar glance.
"What is Riko-chin doing?" He asked, sitting down beside her, and leaning in with his head, close to hers. She approximately withdrew her head from him, to gain some space at least, since his actions surprised her, and made her heart do a twist.
"Lessening the burden on my finger," she stated casually, waving the said burnt finger in front of his eyes.
"Mhm," he mumbled, staring at it, and then smiling out of the sudden. "Riko-chin, I'll help," was his quick reply, as he had tangled his fingers around her small wrist, and pushed her closer to him. She stumbled and lost balance, head-butting his chest, while he was holding her hand high up.
"..." her hues enlarged, when she felt something wet smear against her whole finger, and sucking sounds emitted from the youngster's mouth.
A rush of several heartbeats thumped rapidly beneath of her ribs, as her face was covered in redness all over. It was impossible to read her reactions, as her head was marooned against the taller man's quite large build. Her body had stiffen immediately when he pulled her forward.
The Yosen's ace was too busy to make out her discomfort, as his tongue swirled against the much warmer piece of her skin, and trying to cool it. It was the least he could do and it was not like it looked a bit sweet, or so let's say. Basically it was her own fault for showing it into his face. And then there was Midorima, that had to watch the scene getting activated, right in front of his eyes. The scene was unrealistic, but something one could anticipate from Murasakibara's part. He could never sense anything from any situations, that was clear. Midorima's eyebrows had lowered, when he notice her body freeze up, obviously distressed.
"Murasakibara, what are you doing?" His low voice questioned, fixing the glasses on his nose.
"Mhm? Mido-chin I'm just helping her~" he mumbled, as he devoured her finger deeper in his mouth.
The girl that was still being squeezed by Murasakibara's large body, gasped when she felt something sharp scrap at her finger. "Um..." her voice tried to get something out of her lips, but got silenced, as the blush across of her face darkened.
A sigh rolled of from the shutoku's ace's tongue, while he held a stern look. "Murasakibara, release Aida-san now." His tone was firm, at least that the larger man understood, and with a shrug he did as told.
When his arms had left her body, she crawled backwards with unsteady movements, and sat back in her previous spot. Her face was completely red and her finger now bathed in drool, stunned she stared into nothing.
Being the innocent little kid he was, Murasakibara got back to grab another piece of junk food from his bag. Instead of his chips, that he was desperately searching for, he found a bikini top. Blinking he stared at it. "Tiny," he stated absentmindedly, making Riko's ears cringe in anger.
In a swift moment, the top was gone from his hand, and he only gave his now empty palm a quiet stare, not really bothered by it. He slipped his hand into the largest pocket and found at once, what he was looking for. The chips bag got ripped apart and put in the sweet tooth's mouth, as he munched on them with satisfaction.
Petite hands were squashing the fabrics they had snatched and a dark aura was slowly leaking out, as dark silent laughs got barely noticed. 'That bastard... How dare he... Hehe...' her mind was flaring with anger, as she stood up on her feet, with a strong force. Her new found action, made Midorima to turn and eye her, with an raised eyebrow.
"Aida-san," he asked slowly, earning no response from the woman. She was preoccupied with putting some sense into the one that just called her for flat chested, her fingers glided into the pouch of her skirt, and pulling out a small kitchen knife. She had it with her just if she would be cooking somewhere outside and it was also for self defense, since girls gets jumped a lot these days. Well not maybe every girl out there, she has been quite lucky after all.
"Hehe... Murasakibara...Kun." she chuckled darkly, taking one step forward towards the subconscious male. As she was trying to throw herself at him, she herself being hindered by two pair of real strong arms, Midorima was restricting her body from doing heavy damage.
The purple head hadn't really noticed anything, since he was crunching loudly on his food, and minding his own business.
"Let me go!" She yelled and struggled in his hold, but to no avail, he was much stronger than her. After awhile of still fighting against his embrace, a pout crawled up to her lips, and she stopped, for once. "He called me flat chested..." She mumbled in defense to her outburst.
Midorima did not say anything nor did he show any sign of hearing what had slipped out from her lips.
Aida Riko was still sulking, crossing her arms over her chest in protest, while her eyes lingered on Murasakibara's eating form. It was then she noticed, that the green head's arm was still embracing her, though a bit more loose this time. "Um... Midorima-kun, you can let me go now. I won't harm a fly, promise?" she asked him curiously, turning her body for a bit.
At her words, his hands got numbed, and a swarm of heat stung bellow of his eyes, as he pulled back almost instantly. Taking a few steps away from the girl, he went to check his bag, and get rid of unnecessarily thoughts. His finger grasped around the zipper leaving into his bag and dragged it down in one gentle pull.
"..." he froze in midway, his orbs growing larger, and his glasses slightly slipping off his nose. "It's gone." His voice vibrated out in a small whisper.
Seirin's coach had fluttered her eyes shut and then open, glancing over at Midorima's back. 'Did he just say something?' she pondered, as her shoulder slumped down softly. 'Probably only my imagination.'
"It's gone, gone!" he had breathed loudly through his lungs, panting heavily while he had gotten up to his feet, and staring at the bag's emptiness.
Startled her eyes widened, as she saw him loose his cool for the very first time in her life. Not that she has encountered him that much, even his loud voiced gained Murasakibara's attention.
"Mido-chin lost his lucky item," the man nodded, getting back to eat more of his sweets.
"Lucky item?" Riko wondered, sounding a bit surprised.
Midorima took a deep breath in an attempt to calm his nerves and he succeeded for now. "No, I did not lost it," he lied, putting back his glasses on place, as he began strolling further into the forest.
"Wait!" Riko had gotten a hold of his arm and was clenching hardly, so he wouldn't be able to shook her off or something. "I'll help," she said with a small smile shining on her face. Midorima only stared at her, feeling slightly unpleasant.
"You can't leave Murasakibara alone with the food. He eats it up and we have nothing," he stated calmly, inspecting the girl who's still clinging onto his arm.
"Let me handle that problem, Midorima-kun~" she said whilst giggling happily and then released him, stepping over to the largest bag off them all.
She gripped a hold of the bag and dragged it away from the purple head, then gliding her hand into the pocket, and grabbing a hold of many bags. She tossed a few of the biggest junk food bags on top of Murasakibara's knees, smiling at him, and then throwing the bag towards Midorima, who caught it with ease.
"Murasakibara-kun, stay put or I will let the sea swallow your junk food," she smiled evilly, making the man pout at the threat. "Fine... Riko-chin is really a meanie."
Clapping her hands joyfully, she returned back to Midorima, and gave him a thumps up. "Now let's go!" she walked ahead off him and dragged him along.
He had only stared at her the whole time, obvious to her excitement. She seemed so happy, her eyes were glowing uncontrollably, as she walked forward.
A few minutes later, they had slowed down, and was now focusing on the search of his lucky item.
"So, what exactly are we looking for here?" She asked, looking through some bushes, and behind a tree.
"A basketball," was his simple answer.
'Well this guy was not up for conversation so much...' she observed with a shake of her head.
"I see..." she muttered, picking up a few rocks in the bushes, and staring at them, looking quite intrigued. "Mhm..." she mumbled to herself. "Ah," Riko said silently to herself, as she got up to stand straight, and turn heard in Midorima's direction. "How did you get on the Island? Midorima-kun."
Midorima's hands froze from looking through bushes as well, his eyes held a small glare put in place, as he remembered an annoying teammate of his. "Takao..." he said harshly, shaking his head very lightly.
"Takao?!" Riko's head popped out next to his, as she looked at him with curiosity stinging her eyes.
"Takao... Forced me to go on the plane, that's all," Midorima said, heaving a low sigh. When Aida had come from nowhere right next to him, his body turned into a statue for over a second. It didn't take him long to brush it off and ignore her closeness. It did feel a bit awkward for him, he wasn't used to girls at all, and she... Was different from the girl he had actually hold conversations with, well somewhat, and someone that annoyed him a lot.
"And?" Riko's eyes were glowering in excitement, as she leaned in against Midorima, her shoulder slightly touching his.
Breathings halted, while feeling his skin shiver slightly, it was like a wave of electricity hitting his flesh. Midorima glanced through a very curious looking Aida Riko, that was now putting more of her body weight against his shoulder, probably not realizing what she was doing. "Aida-san, you do realize that you are leaning against a guy?"
Her eyes blinked in utter confusion. "So?"
He sighed silently, as he touched his glasses slightly, and then turned his head to face hers, while he grabbed a hold of her head, and pulling her closer. His eyes were cold and uninterested, though some pinkish color staining right bellow of his orbs. "Are you fine, being this close to a guy, Aida-san?" He had asked her with a serious tone.
Riko was staring a bit astonished at his quite odd actions, then a smile splattered across of her lips. Midorima raised a small eyebrow at her grinning expression, while she giggled silently. "You wouldn't do that, Midorima-kun," she stated, finally her laughing coming into an end.
"That is incorrect, I am still a man after all, Aida-san," he told her firmly, while he released the hold of her head, and turned to glance at the bushes, while his face flushed slightly.
"Well," she started, making his ears tense, as he waited for her to continue. "it is not in your character, Midorima-kun."
The redness tilting his cheeks darkened at her words and he got up at once, staring absentmindedly into a tree. "Midorima-kun? You ok?" she asked, seemingly worried. Midorima decided not to answer her, his cheeks getting dotted with a pinkish color. An awkward silence heaved the air, while Riko was trying to look at his face, and Midorima glancing into the abyss.
Suddenly a loud scream startled the two and heads turned to where the noise came from.
"What was that?" Riko asked, her eyes wandering around the forest, and trying to find the source of the shout.
"Mhm, not certain," Midorima replied as he pondered on the question at hand.
"Shush, they almost heard us," a small whisper swung into their hearing, as they looked over to a huge tree, where the voices came from.
"Is someone there?" Riko called out to them, rather loudly, and making the voices freeze.
What met her ears, was a rustling sound, and the sound of someone running heavily on the ground. A tiny pout adored her lips, "Why did they run..." as she faked a few tears, shocking the man beside her.
'She's crying, again...' was his silent thought, as he looked at her weeping face. Midorima doesn't have so much experience with anyone crying and especially girls... What was he supposed to do in a situation like this, soothe her, and make her worries go away? Was he even capable of doing something like that... He frowned, while shaking his head unnoticeable. He walked a few steps, getting in front of her, and then lowered his body, getting down on his knees. He stared up to her face, seeing tears sprinkling at the peek of her hues. He held out his hand, reaching up to her eyes, and placing his middle finger underneath her eyelid. He wiped her eyes clean of tears, making her glance at him quite surprised. "Tears does not suit a girl, Aida-san."
"Thanks..." she sniffled, smiling brightly towards him, and forcing a light blush upon his cheeks, as he looked away at once.
"The sun is setting, we should go back," Midorima instructed to the lone female, as he rotated his body, and took a few lingering steps towards Murasakibara's bag. As made a weird rotation with his food against the earth, he stumbled, and tried to turn his body in mid-air, but failing.
"Midorima-kun!" Riko yelled, her hands stretching out, as she tried to reach for him, but she also failed , and then a loud "thud" emitted from the ground.
"Ouch," came from both of their mouths, as their lips parted, and gasping. Their faces were inches close, Midorima laying on top of her petite form.
"Mi..Dorima...kun," she breathed roughly, feeling heat rush through her face, and make her head boil in embarrassment. His hand was strangling her left breast, while his other hand was pressing against her hip, and his legs pushing against her stomach. He was heavy and his body had gotten into weird places, of hers.
"...Aida-san," he breathed huskily, as his face was blushing madly, and his glasses covering half of his eyes.
"Should we make them kiss?"
"Well, not yet, it is not interesting when they are alone together, and no one else can see."
"You're right! Let's just see what happens."
"Um... Did you hear something, Midorima-kun?" She asked, trying to ignore the fact that she was right beneath of his warm, and tall body. Both of their noses were touching, while their lips was so close it was uncomfortable to speak.
"... I think so, Aida-san..." he said after awhile of focusing on his surroundings and what he heard.
"Anyways... Midorima-kun, you're really heavy, and it makes it hard to... Breathe," she stated, viewing his expressions carefully, though they showed nothing, as he only gave her a silent nod. The man was pushing himself off of her and getting back to stand on his feet, he held out his hand for her, while he did not give her a single glance. Riko took his hand and thanked him, her face flustered madly. Standing next to each other for a few good minutes, they did not talk, and nor did they even as to look at each other. The silence made Riko a bit nervous, she was uncertain on what to do, and Midorima was well, staring off into the darkness.
The sun was slowly getting devoured by clouds, as the moon took its place on the heavens, and shining down onto the earth. At least some light washed over them, so they were not totally blind, though almost.
"They're just standing there and doing nothing..."
"Don't worry, they'll go back soon."
"Ugh, I hope so, plus it will be hard to do that thing you know. If they don't hurry up and leave already."
"Shh, we don't want them to notice us now do we?"
"Does it really matter when one of them already know, huh?"
"We will make it, so he won't get close to them for a good while at least, so don't worry about it, Kumi-chan."
Riko was hating this silence, it made her grit her teethes out of frustration. She had no idea what she should do! It was embarrassing, he touched her chest, and their lips... So close... And plus, it was starting to freak her out a bit, she could have sworn she heard voices again! 'Ghosts...' her mind told her cautiously.
"Mi-Mi... dorima-kun! I... We should go now!" She said quickly, hurrying off to grab a hold of Murasakibara's grab, and clench her hand around it real tight, while swooshing the bag, back, and forward. As she pulled him out of his thoughts, he followed her in awkward silence. Moments later, their eyes saw fire flashing a few meters from them and a tall body, munching on junk food.
"..." Riko sweat dropped a bit, seeing the fish still intact to the sticks. 'Maybe he doesn't eat food... At least ones that ain't sweet.'
"Riko-chin, Mido-chin," he called with a small wave of his hand, as his eyelids were half lidded.
"It's getting late," that was the firm sound of Midorima's voice, as he was making his way towards Murasakibara. Riko glanced a bit at his back, until she also walked back to the fire, and sat down around heat. "Warm," she muttered blissfully, feeling the warmth touch her skin, and heat it up.
Midorima opened up a hidden pocket in his bag and took out a blanket, a shirt, and some earmuffs. The earmuffs was tomorrow's lucky item, he had come prepared, and now he was not interested in the basketball. The day has after all already passed for a new lucky item to be used. He laid down the shirt on the ground, wrapped the blanket around his body, putting on his earmuffs, and then laying down, his eyes closed.
Murasakibara yawned and did the same, taking his bag from Riko, and placing it neatly on the ground, while he put his head onto it, dozing of to sleep almost immediately. And then there was Aida Riko, alone with two guys... But of course she didn't really care that much, they wouldn't be able to touch her body anyways. A smug look spread across of her mouth, as she snickered quietly.
"It has been a long day today," she stated casually, clapping her hands together, and leaning in against the fire, so she would get warm, faster.
"Finally... Look Clyne, are you ready?"
"Riko-tan is not asleep yet though, we should wait, you know. Kumi-chan."
"I know that you jerk, but is the plan ready?"
"Yup, no worries, I know where to get that thing."
"Alright, she better hurry, and fall asleep. I don't want to be here all night, tch."
"Kumi-chan, behave, or something bad might happen to you."
The Seirin's coach was getting sleepy by each minutes, her eyelids were plopping shut, as she forced them to keep open, and awake. 'Tired...' she thought, as her head was going up, and down, loosing its' balance. Another second went by and her body tumbled down onto the ground, her head slamming into leaves, and grass. Soft breathings escaped the trio's mouth as they were finally sleeping, and getting a good rest...
