Ship: Haru/Kazu Fandom: Cheer Danshi Major Tags: none Other Tags: none Word Count: 495
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For Haru, martial arts is all he's known. Growing up in a dojo, it's been a part of his life for as long as he can remember. His earliest memories all involve the dojo in some way: the first time he watched his sister compete, the day he earned his first belt, the first time he won a competition.
Even when he stops enjoying it, even when the pressure and stress outweigh the satisfaction, he sticks with it, because it's what he's always done, and who he is.
Hurting his shoulder is a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it finally gives him permission to step back, step away. On the other hand, judo has been a core part of his identity for his entire life. Who is he without it?
When Kazu first comes to him with the flyers for a mens cheer team, he's not sure what to think. There was no reason for Kazu to quit judo too.
"It's no the same without you," Kazu says by way of explanation when Haru demands to know why he's given up something he was good at, and something he enjoyed. "I want to show you something new."
"Why cheer?" Haru asks.
Kazu shrugs. "There aren't many mens cheer teams around. It's a whole new world; it's not like judo where everything's already set. There's no one to tell us what to do, so we can make it our own."
Haru isn't sure he believes it, but he's willing to try, because it's Kazu. He takes the hand Kazu offers and lets Kazu pull him up. He joins in putting up signs and passing out flyers, but he's still not convinced.
He's even less convinced several weeks later as he looks at the team gathered on the rooftop. It's a ragtag group that Kazu's brought together. Shou alone probably has more experience than the rest of them combined, and Haru's not sure how they're ever going to compete against the likes of some of the teams he's seen.
It's with more than a little trepidation that he agrees to be the team's flyer. He's always been afraid of heights, but it's hard to resist the pull of Kazu's charm, and despite all of his uncertainties, he does want Kazu to succeed.
The first few attempts are shaky; Haru falters, and their formation crumbles. Then Kazu squeezes his hand. "I want to share the view with you," Kazu says. "It's a whole new world from up there."
If it's together with Kazu, Haru thinks he might be able to do it. He holds the feel of Kazu's hand on his in his mind as they try again.
Kazu was right. When Haru opens his eyes from the top of the formation on the top of the roof looking down on the city below, it's a brand new point of view, a perspective he never could have imagined.
FILL: Team Imaizumi Shunsuke/Kinjou Shingo, G
Fandom: Cheer Danshi
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: none
Word Count: 495
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For Haru, martial arts is all he's known. Growing up in a dojo, it's been a part of his life for as long as he can remember. His earliest memories all involve the dojo in some way: the first time he watched his sister compete, the day he earned his first belt, the first time he won a competition.
Even when he stops enjoying it, even when the pressure and stress outweigh the satisfaction, he sticks with it, because it's what he's always done, and who he is.
Hurting his shoulder is a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it finally gives him permission to step back, step away. On the other hand, judo has been a core part of his identity for his entire life. Who is he without it?
When Kazu first comes to him with the flyers for a mens cheer team, he's not sure what to think. There was no reason for Kazu to quit judo too.
"It's no the same without you," Kazu says by way of explanation when Haru demands to know why he's given up something he was good at, and something he enjoyed. "I want to show you something new."
"Why cheer?" Haru asks.
Kazu shrugs. "There aren't many mens cheer teams around. It's a whole new world; it's not like judo where everything's already set. There's no one to tell us what to do, so we can make it our own."
Haru isn't sure he believes it, but he's willing to try, because it's Kazu. He takes the hand Kazu offers and lets Kazu pull him up. He joins in putting up signs and passing out flyers, but he's still not convinced.
He's even less convinced several weeks later as he looks at the team gathered on the rooftop. It's a ragtag group that Kazu's brought together. Shou alone probably has more experience than the rest of them combined, and Haru's not sure how they're ever going to compete against the likes of some of the teams he's seen.
It's with more than a little trepidation that he agrees to be the team's flyer. He's always been afraid of heights, but it's hard to resist the pull of Kazu's charm, and despite all of his uncertainties, he does want Kazu to succeed.
The first few attempts are shaky; Haru falters, and their formation crumbles. Then Kazu squeezes his hand. "I want to share the view with you," Kazu says. "It's a whole new world from up there."
If it's together with Kazu, Haru thinks he might be able to do it. He holds the feel of Kazu's hand on his in his mind as they try again.
Kazu was right. When Haru opens his eyes from the top of the formation on the top of the roof looking down on the city below, it's a brand new point of view, a perspective he never could have imagined.
He feels freer than he's ever felt before.