Ship: Ushijima/Oikawa Fandom: Haikyuu Major Tags: tags omitted Other Tags: tags omitted Word Count: 580 words
The ‘buy back the secrets’ line created a plot line in my head so yeah, future fic! Lots of discussion of homophobia in the professional sports committee.
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Oikawa stared at the check on the table for a long minute. The representative of the Japanese Olympic Committee had put it down with very little fanfare, almost as if it were nothing more than a piece of paper instead of the equivalent of over 55 million yen.
“As you can see,” the man said quietly, hands folded on the table in front of him. “We are not being ungenerous. Ushijima-san is a national treasure and we have very high hopes for an Olympic gold with him as the captain of the team.”
“But you won’t have him on the team unless he ends his relationship with me,” Oikawa said dully. His lips were numb, the words coming out like acid that ate away his tongue to his speak. “And because he wouldn’t do it, you’re asking me to.”
“You will be well compensated for it,” the man pointed out and some of the haze of shock started to lift from Oikawa.
“We have been together for five years. You think that money can buy that sort of loyalty?” Oikawa kept his tone cool but his fingers twitched with the desire to tear the check up. He couldn’t offend the man, however. Ushijima’s career would have such a boost from just competing in the Olympics, never mind winning.
“The … benefits you would gain from being involved with an Olympian will be more than equaled by this.” The oblique answer made Oikawa still at the implications, eyes narrowing as he stared at the man. They thought he was a gold digger? That he only wanted Ushijima for the lifestyle Ushijima could provide him with?
“I am very sorry,” he said, forcing his tone into a semblance of civility, “But I do not think we can come to an agreement.”
“Think of Ushijima-san, then,” the man said, leaning forwards a little and lowering his voice. “We cannot have Japan represented by--”
He faltered and Oikawa watched stonily, wondering what he would’ve said. A degenerate? A deviant? A pervert? He couldn’t call Ushijima that so of course all the blame was put onto Oikawa.
As much as Oikawa wanted to say that Ushijima would be just as gay whether or not he was actually involved with Oikawa (or any other man), he kept his lips sealed and watched the man desperately search for an inoffensive way to label them.
“-- someone whose values don’t align with those of the nation,” the man finally said. “Will you take his chance at the Olympics from him, Oikawa-san? The games only come once every four years. In four years from now, will he still be at his competitive peak? Will he regret having lost his chance at Olympic glory because of his loyalty to you?”
“...” Oikawa swallowed. He’d dismissed the arguments about patriotism and loyalty to his country easily. If his country chose to be ashamed of him and Ushijima because of whom they loved, why should he be loyal to it? But putting Ushijima’s career on his shoulders…
If Ushijima had any acting talent at all, Oikawa would have suggested just faking a break up and avoiding each other for the month or so before the games. Unfortunately, that wasn’t an option. Ushijima could act about as well as a rock.
“Keep the money,” Oikawa said, standing up and pushing his chair in roughly. “I’ll tell Waka-chan it’s over.”
And afterwards, when the Olympics were done, he’d explain and hope Ushijima chose to forgive him.
FILL: TEAM PRINCE OF TENNIS, T
Fandom: Haikyuu
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 580 words
The ‘buy back the secrets’ line created a plot line in my head so yeah, future fic! Lots of discussion of homophobia in the professional sports committee.
***
Oikawa stared at the check on the table for a long minute. The representative of the Japanese Olympic Committee had put it down with very little fanfare, almost as if it were nothing more than a piece of paper instead of the equivalent of over 55 million yen.
“As you can see,” the man said quietly, hands folded on the table in front of him. “We are not being ungenerous. Ushijima-san is a national treasure and we have very high hopes for an Olympic gold with him as the captain of the team.”
“But you won’t have him on the team unless he ends his relationship with me,” Oikawa said dully. His lips were numb, the words coming out like acid that ate away his tongue to his speak. “And because he wouldn’t do it, you’re asking me to.”
“You will be well compensated for it,” the man pointed out and some of the haze of shock started to lift from Oikawa.
“We have been together for five years. You think that money can buy that sort of loyalty?” Oikawa kept his tone cool but his fingers twitched with the desire to tear the check up. He couldn’t offend the man, however. Ushijima’s career would have such a boost from just competing in the Olympics, never mind winning.
“The … benefits you would gain from being involved with an Olympian will be more than equaled by this.” The oblique answer made Oikawa still at the implications, eyes narrowing as he stared at the man. They thought he was a gold digger? That he only wanted Ushijima for the lifestyle Ushijima could provide him with?
“I am very sorry,” he said, forcing his tone into a semblance of civility, “But I do not think we can come to an agreement.”
“Think of Ushijima-san, then,” the man said, leaning forwards a little and lowering his voice. “We cannot have Japan represented by--”
He faltered and Oikawa watched stonily, wondering what he would’ve said. A degenerate? A deviant? A pervert? He couldn’t call Ushijima that so of course all the blame was put onto Oikawa.
As much as Oikawa wanted to say that Ushijima would be just as gay whether or not he was actually involved with Oikawa (or any other man), he kept his lips sealed and watched the man desperately search for an inoffensive way to label them.
“-- someone whose values don’t align with those of the nation,” the man finally said. “Will you take his chance at the Olympics from him, Oikawa-san? The games only come once every four years. In four years from now, will he still be at his competitive peak? Will he regret having lost his chance at Olympic glory because of his loyalty to you?”
“...” Oikawa swallowed. He’d dismissed the arguments about patriotism and loyalty to his country easily. If his country chose to be ashamed of him and Ushijima because of whom they loved, why should he be loyal to it? But putting Ushijima’s career on his shoulders…
If Ushijima had any acting talent at all, Oikawa would have suggested just faking a break up and avoiding each other for the month or so before the games. Unfortunately, that wasn’t an option. Ushijima could act about as well as a rock.
“Keep the money,” Oikawa said, standing up and pushing his chair in roughly. “I’ll tell Waka-chan it’s over.”
And afterwards, when the Olympics were done, he’d explain and hope Ushijima chose to forgive him.