A continuation of my former standalone fic, "Rooftops and friendships."
COMPLETED!
More info in the first chapter!
*I do not own sk8 the infinity or the characters, all rights go to studio bones.
*designs made by me.
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"I know you're worried," Langa said slowly, looking at Reki and Kojiro for help. "You don't need to be."
You scoffed, leg shaking rapidly against the stool you sat on. "What?" You laughed, Reki chuckling nervously when the orange you were squeezing trickled out with juice. "I'm not worried at all, it's just Adam you know, just a guy who's fine with assaulting people, no biggie."
Reki steps up after the orange falls from your hands, picking up the watery fruit before throwing an arm around you. "You know Langa's going to be fine, Y/n. Adam's obsessed with him, he wouldn't kill him."
The playful tone Reki gives doesn't help calm your anxiety, if anything it made it worse from the way he said obsessed. "You're not helping."
He gives a tight-lipped smile, nodding his head as he steps back the moment Kojiro stepped forward with a sigh.
"Let a pro handle this," he says confidently, placing his hands on your shoulders. "We know you're worried, Y/n, you have every right to be after what you've been through. But you know these guys, they're smart when it comes to skating. Everything else? Not so much." Reki tries to protest the blatant insult but doesn't when you chuckle.
"Langa will be fine," he says again, patting your face. "If not I'll buy you food the rest of the week." Langa and Reki deadpan at the gamble.
"Hey." Your head turns to the dope sketch entrance, seeing Kaoru, Miya, and Hiromi lurking in the front. "Let's go."
Kojiro leads you by your shoulders, walking you towards his bike while the others go towards the car. Reki waves enthusiastically before he climbs into the trunk, hoping the small action will calm your nerves more.
"You'll be okay, right?" Kojiro asks one final time, hesitantly handing you a helmet. "You don't have to go."
"I'll be fine." You answer, "As bad as it sounds, I have more faith in Langa getting by without harm than I do Reki."
"Yeah," Kojiro sighs, a small smile on his face. "Don't let Reki hear that one."
A small laugh, genuine and all, falls from your lips, dissolving all (some) of the worry that built-in Kojiro's head.
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At the gates, there's a backup of cars as the guards redirect people away from the main entrance, shouting out directions and why the normal route was closed.
There's a sudden drop in your stomach when you reach the substitute route, vile rising to your throat as the large screen displayed images of the course.
"This has to be a joke, right?" You asked, blindly reaching for Reki's hand, gripping it tightly when he grabbed hold. "This course is an actual death trap."
"It's the course from the earlier days of S," Kaoru says, "It was too dangerous so it was banned."
"Rise of the dead." You mumble under your breath, rubbing your thumb over Reki's knuckles. "Those spikes are no joke." You huffed.
Reki's lips part at your words, looking back at the other four before pulling you close to him. "Is that how you got that scar?"
You shake your head, "Factory. This is the course I did against Adam when he was perfecting the love hug." He hums, watching you pull your shirt down subconsciously. "Anyways."
He opens his mouth to say something else but gets cut off by the loud cheers surrounding him, the race has started.
It's hard to watch Langa struggle to push himself to go faster, that all efforts to pass Adam go wasted. Reki found it hard to believe, mouth falling agape when Langa lost the battle in mid-air.
"Never thought I'd see someone get more air than him," Reki mumbles, making light of the situation. "It's weird."
"Adam's been perfecting his skills since he was a kid." You murmured, "It's no surprise he's got everything down to a tee." Reki makes a noise of agreement.
The two pick up speed from there on out, never slowing down, not at corners, or spikes. Adam pulled further ahead when they reached a cave, Adam lining the top to make a multitude of spikes fall.
A shiver runs down your spine when Adam slams his foot on his board to make it break, revealing a cross-shaped deck. Your eyes fixate on Langa's expression when it pans to him, furrowing your brows when he looks out of it.
"New interval record has been achieved."
Carla's robotic voice pulled your attention away from the screen, looking back at Kaoru. "Y/n, you know."
You nod as you turn back, gulping when the camera goes to a bird's eye. "The zone."
Reki looks at Kaoru before you, tilting his head and tugging on your hand to make you look at him. "The zone?" He echoed, confusion laced in his tone.
"It's a state of total concentration," you explained, keeping your eyes set on the ground. "It's like being in a completely colorless room, with no way out."
Reki turns to Kaoru after your explanation, spluttering after he nods his head at him. "How can he— is he, how can he get out of it?"
"Don't ask me," Kaoru says, "Ask someone who's able to get in the zone."
Reki's hesitant when he turns to you, not out of denial or blatant doubt, but out of caution, he doesn't want to remind you of something bad.
"I don't know either," you respond after he doesn't say anything for a second. "All I know is it's a one-way trip if you're in the zone in this kind of place."
Panic settles further into Reki's body when Langa trips over a crack in the course, gripping your hand harshly and yelling at the screen.
It doesn't get better when Adam leads Langa onto a poorly made bridge hovering over a cliff. As Langa falls, there are murmurs from people who couldn't even process what was happening, and loud shouts from your friends just beside you.
There's a buzzing white noise that drowns out everything around you, your hand fell from Reki's grip the moment the boards crumbled beneath him. It's cold.
You shake your head, you're not the one who's about to die, or well maybe you shouldn't say that. Your head spins when the camera pans on Langa completely helpless.
Was he going to die? Just like that?
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A/n: sorry it took nearly two months for me to get this out 😭
If you didn't see the thing on my message board I said I was splitting this chapter into 2 parts so I could have something out faster! So loverboy isn't over yet (I do intend on having at least two bonuses)