and another rarepair because can - i actually started this one before the last one and had the image of it and just got stuck. i like these two together now, though. i want to read more of them. oh, right, this is chiaki/sayaka.
“Wait.” Chiaki reaches over and places a hand atop the fake microphone. “Maybe you should try something else.”
Sayaka pauses and turns to her with a smile. “If I sing, then we’ll win! That’s the point, isn’t it?”
“No. The point is to have fun.” Chiaki speaks softly – gently. “I’m not sure that—”
“But winning is fun, isn’t it?” Sayaka meets Chiaki’s eyes with her own deep blue ones. “More fun than losing?”
Chiaki puffs her cheeks out. “Rock Band isn’t really about that.” She lets out that breath as Sayaka’s brows furrow, and she sets the fake microphone over to one side. “If you sing, you’re going to do the idol thing, won’t you? You’ll be focused on entertaining instead of being entertained.” After a moment’s hesitation, she hands Sayaka the drumsticks. “Here. Try these instead.”
Sayaka takes the drumsticks gently in her hands. “I’m not a drummer.” She tries to twirl one around her fingertips and nearly drops it, barely catching it before it clatters on the floor. “It’ll sound bad.”
“It’s a good thing these aren’t real drums,” Chiaki says, gently guiding her to the game set. “Rock Band’s built for people like me without a musical bone in their body. You’ll be fine.” She hesitates, then says, “If you don’t like it, you can switch to something else after. I don’t want to force you into something you’re not—”
“I’m fine.” Sayaka sits on the stool, her face growing firm. “I can do this.”
Chiaki bends forward and kisses the crown of her head. “You’ll do the best.”
