Seven Weeks: A Seven Days Fanfiction

WEEK THREE: Saturday, Part 2 (Touji)

The reception hall was filled with the sound of silverware and conversation. Yuzuru and I made it downstairs in time to join the parade of finalists at the front of the hall. The announcer spent time calling out each person's name, grade level and school. I didn't pay much attention, though, because I was keeping an eye on Okada.

There was only one person in the lineup between him and Yuzuru, but there were three between Yuzuru and me. The petty part of me didn't like that Okada was standing closer to my boyfriend than I was.

He had kissed Yuzuru. I should punch him or something for that, right? I wanted to hate him so, so much. But perversely, I felt almost sorry for him. It was clear Yuzuru had completely missed what Okada was trying to tell him, and I knew what that felt like. I was watching closely, but he didn't make eye contact with Yuzuru even once.

I didn't know what he was going to do now, and that worried me. What if he started treating Yuzuru differently? Shut him out, or was mean to him? Yuzuru would be heartbroken if he lost Okada's friendship, especially since he wouldn't understand why.

But what if he finds out Yuzuru and I are dating and decides to try and take him from me?

I really wasn't sure how to feel. Part of me was furious and jealous, part of me was a little scared, and part of me felt guilty that I couldn't be more sympathetic toward someone who had apparently liked Yuzuru even longer than I had. I half wished Yuzuru hadn't told me about the kiss. Though if he hadn't, and I'd found out some other way, I think my heart might have shattered. I loved his honesty, brutal though it was sometimes.

When the onlookers had finished applauding and the announcements regarding tomorrow's rounds had been made, we were allowed to disperse to the tables to eat. Yuzuru and I followed Fukuda to where Tajiri and Masamune were seated, at a large round table with the team from Sapporo. The food was good, and I positioned myself where I could see Okada across the room at the T.U. table. He had his back to us, which suited me just fine. I could be sure he wasn't going to sneak up on us.

I ate quietly, listening to Yuzuru joke with the others, and kept my knee pressed lightly to his under the table. That small contact was enough to keep my anxiety down. Well, that and the memory of his words earlier. Seryou, you're the only one I like. I can't see anybody else that way. He'd sounded so certain. I could only hope it would stay that way.

During dessert, there were speeches from the T.U. archery team's captain and the archery master, Nakagawa-san. After that the tables were cleared and people started to mingle. Yuzuru was immediately surrounded by adoring female fans.

"Shino-san! I haven't seen you since last year's Kanazawa Prefecture tournament."

"You always look so handsome drawing a bow, Senpai."

"Your shots today were amazing!"

Yuzuru grinned around at them and started answering their questions about what he'd been up to since they'd last met. He seemed to be enjoying the attention. You don't have to encourage them so much, I thought sulkily. Still, compared to Okada, the girls felt a lot less threatening. There's an irony for you.

"Um, excuse me..."  A girl with long, wavy brown hair was bowing to me, with a couple of her friends standing right behind her. "You're Seryou Touji-kun, right?"

"Mm."

When she straightened up, giggling, I recognized the dreamy eyes she was giving me. I'd seen eyes like those dozens of times on Definite-Yes-Mondays. She started fidgeting with the sleeve of her pink lace dress. "You're a great archer. I enjoyed watching you today."

"Thanks," I said politely.

"My name's Kuriko. I'm a second year at Osaka International High School." One of her friends elbowed her in the ribs, and she gulped. "Do you have a girlfriend, Touji-kun?"