Same Old Suna Rintarou x Asano Kura
Day 8 of Yumenikah : Future
—Kura watches a match with Miyu where she only has her eyes on a certain middle blocker, as she always does.
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Kura walks into the stadium with Miyu by her side. The tension isn't quite high as the match hasn’t started yet, but lots of people have taken a seat already. Well, that’s understandable remembering this is an EJP Raijin vs VC Kanagawa after all.
“There's our seat!”
Miyu points at two empty seats and quickly drags Kura there. After they scoot around some people, they finally sit down at their booked seats, only a few seats above the most bottom, where they can see the field clearly. Miyu who has experience of nearly a decade of picking good seats is quite proud of her luck this time and smiles happily, while Kura is busy looking around the stadium.
The sight, the sound, the pounding feeling of waiting for the match to start… her right-hand falls on the simple ring wrapped around her left ring finger. It seems nothing ever truly changed.
“You know, I was wondering.”
Miyu's words make Kura turns her head to face her friend.
“What?”
“I’ve never asked you.” She tilts her head and gazes at Kura, making the woman inch away in fear.
“What, Miyu?”
“Why did you two marry on the 12th of March?”
Kura blinks a few times in confusion and shock. It has been two years since their marriage, so it’s truly a bit late for Miyu to ask that now.
“Why are you only asking that now?” The woman raises her eyebrows.
“I just remembered.”
Kura sighs and shakes her head. Her friend can be forgetful sometimes, but no harm in telling her something her husband is quite fond of.
“It was Rintarou's idea.”
Miyu nods. “I'm not surprised.”
Kura shot her friend a sharp glare and Miyu just laughs it off.
“So, so?” She waves her hand, trying to move off the topic.
“It comes from 'suna', 2 and 7, then 'kura', 9 and 6. Then he just adds it up.” says Kura.
Her friend perks up at the explanation. “Oh! So that's why your wedding is on the 12th of March! 123, right?”
Kura nods, looking down at her wedding ring again. Even after all this time, she can still remember clearly the day Suna lays on her lap as he suggests a day for their ceremony even though it’s only a day after he proposes. She got annoyed at how fast he can think of that, but deep inside her heart, she can’t believe how much affection he showed when it comes to her, considering how deadpan he usually is.
“Oh, it has started.”
Miyu’s voice and the crowds’ noises break Kura from her train of thought. Both teams walk out to the field. They line up and bow to each other before going off to their part of the field. Of course, Kura searches for a certain person amongst them, a middle blocker from EJP Raijin—
So their eyes meet.
The brown-haired man locks eyes with his wife and gives her a ghostly grin that she knows wouldn’t even be visible to his teammates. Slowly, he raises up his left hand and kisses the back of his left ring finger.
Kura laughs. He doesn’t even wear his ring in matches since she knows he’ll break it sooner or later that way, so she told him to just put it away. But he still did that gesture every time.
Miyu whistles at the two and shakes her head, calling them lovebirds under her breath. Kura who clearly hears the nickname pushes Miyu’s shoulder lightly before turning to give Suna an encouraging smile and mouths a sentence.
‘Do your best, Rintarou.’
‘Thanks, Kura.’
Reading his lips, Kura chuckles. Even after everything, even after their marriage, some things stay the way they did.