TsukkiYama Stories

Drawings for Tsukki | Rewritten

Word Count: 1138

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Kei stared at the flower on the back on his wrist. It was a delicate little thing, so detailed and real. Whoever inked these drawings on their skin left him something truly special to see. Even more, that artist was destined to be his soulmate, someone who he would love. He tapped the pen against his desk. Whatever he would draw or write on his hand would show up for the other, right? So what could he say to them? He touched the tip to his inner forearm, writing down, "Hello. I hope to meet you soon." He waited, but nothing ever showed up as a response. He could only wonder why they wouldn't write back.

Tadashi stared at his arm, his hand hovering over his phone. He knew who his soulmate was. It was right there, printed on his arm. It was unmistakable. This confirmed that they were in fact soulmates. Sooner rather than later, it was likely his friend would tell him all about it, the flower that he drew, and the lack of response to his short note.

He considered whether or not to tell him that they were in fact soulmates. His best friend since childhood was supposed to be with him. He wanted to tell him immediately, but something inside told him to wait. Valentine's day was coming up, and as everyone would try to gift chocolate to Tsukki, hoping they were his soulmate, he could confess. He could make it something truly special. Tadashi guessed Tsukki never considered it to be him, especially since his art was something he kept private, and he never told Kei about his own drawings. The admiration for the artwork was something really nice to experience, knowing Tsukki had fallen in love with them.

His phone began to vibrate, opening it up to show Tsukki's name flashing across the screen. He took a deep breath and answered it, putting it to his ear.

"Hi Tsukki! What's up?" He knew what was up, but he couldn't let that out.

"I know I haven't shown you in a while, but I got a little flower on my wrist today. I decided I would write back."

"That's so cool Tsukki! Have they responded to you?" He bit his lip to keep his cool.

"No." Tsukki paused for a moment, "but hopefully soon."

There was some kind of happiness Tadashi could pick up in Kei's voice. He was actually, genuinely happy about this. It must have really poked at his curiosity. He does like to know things.

"Maybe it's someone at school. You'll probably find out next Monday if it's any of the girls. At least you'll get lots of chocolate." Tadashi laughed, and he heard a little exhale through the speaker. "Are you taking anything in case you meet them?"

This made Tsukki actually pause and think.

"I think I will." He heard some background noise, then Tsukki's voice again saying, "I have to go now Yamaguchi. See you on Monday."

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Their last class was a painfully boring mathematics class. Tadashi sloppily wrote his notes, he was far more interested in the event that would follow after class. He refrained from writing on himself during the day, especially since volleyball practice would be the tell all if he saw it. He was always careful with drawing if he knew they were going to be meeting. For some reason, their training was slower than anything that he had been through during the day. Perhaps it was his excitement and nerves messing with his perception of everything. He wanted to tell him so bad. It didn't help that the talk from the coaches that followed was even longer.

It was refreshing to turn to his cool school clothes, and it also meant that they would be leaving shortly. Tadashi carefully organised his bag, putting the little box of homemade strawberry chocolates on top. Walking out of the club rooms was an out of world experience. Was he really about to do this?

"Sorry Tsukki," Tadashi started, "I really need to use the bathroom. Can you wait for me?"

He slid his bag off his shoulder, passing it off to Tsukki who nodded at him. He ran into the bathroom, pulling out a pen from his pocket. He moved into one of the stalls incase Tsukki would follow him in, also needing to use the bathroom. He pulled up his sleeve, writing close up to his elbow. Hi Tsukki. You actually met me long ago. The click of the penlid being place back on top was satisfying. He flushed and washed his hands, knowing that he'd be able to hear the faint noises from the now empty hallway. Suspicion was not his plan here. He took his bag back when he walked out, smiling at Tsukki.

"Thanks!"

He let them walk for a little bit, he had to let it sit before he could mention it. They were well away from the school ground when he spoke.

"Were any of your confessors your soulmate?" Tadashi looked up at him, watching him slide his headphones down around his neck. He shook his head ever so slightly.

"No, but I got some nice chocolate I guess."

Tadashi nodded. He swallowed a massive lump in his throat, his hand in his pocket nervously playing with the pen. Could he actually do this?

"Uh, any new... any new drawings?" He scratched the back of his neck with his free hand.

He held onto his breath unconsciously while he watched Tsukki pull up the wrong sleeve.

"I guess not."

He slowly let out the air from his nose, it was likely that it looked suspicious. Then again, Tsukki wasn't paying him much attention at the moment.

"Isn't it usually on the other arm?"

Kei nodded, already moving to lift the sleeve. His pace slowed to a stop when he saw characters inked on his arm. Tadashi stood beside him, hands shaking as Kei read his arm under the street light. It took him a few moments to turn, obviously having reread it a couple times. He looked Tadashi straight in the eyes, both of them turning pink.

"It's you?"

Tadashi could only nod. His mouth was slightly open but no words actually escaped. Tsukki moved towards him, wrapping him in a hug. It kind of took Tadashi by surprise, considering he wasn't this affectionate with anyone, ever. Tadashi slowly brought his own arms up, hugging him back. Something about it felt so right. He felt lips pressing against his forehead.

Here they stood under the street light. Hugging alone as they absolutely knew, knew that they were supposed to be together.

"I wouldn't want it any other way, Yamaguchi."

Tadashi let out a light laugh, finally speaking up.

"Why not call me Tadashi? We are soulmates after all."