"Check ...check...up!" says Nemuri. "Well done! That was a perfect distance. She uses her hands to change Arnulf's stride."
(Checking-distance adjusting the horse's stride before each jump. If the stride count is off, adjustment so the horse can clear the fence easier and safer.)
Shouta is unsure what foreign language Midnight is using so he settles for just watching. He can hear the crowd 'ooh' and 'aah' as the large, animated bay gelding speeds around the course. The underground hero watches Pippa cling to Arnulf as the two cut corners and switch across to the next fence. One fence came at such a tight angle, Pippa pulls her leg up the saddle as not to bring the top rail down with her foot rubbing the jump stand.
Pippa is on cloud nine. Her and Arnulf are one. They think, move and are as one. She simply turns her head at the direction they need to go and he goes that direction. His strong legs thundering across the ground, his breath blowing like steam from an engine. All these sounds are like the heavenly choir for a show jumper. This jumping round is a beautiful song that will end on a high note when Pippa crosses the finish line.
The Rush of speed and the knowledge that you ride this 1200 pound beautiful creature. You are one in a goal simply by a bit, saddle and mostly nonverbal communication. This beautiful and remarkable animal...the special one,once again, in a lifetime horse...loves Pippa, imagine loves you, so much he would "burst" his heart for his rider. For Pippa...for You.
Is this not total unconditional love?
You don't even have to say 'l love you' because your admiral steed knows how much you love them by how you touch, move and breath with them. Unconditional love in which words are not needed.
Nemuri nudges Aizawa "She's winning! She has the fastest time. She just has to go down that steep grassy bank, jump the vertical rail fence and then the oxer to the finish line."
Aizawa and Hizashi nod their heads. Shouta doesn't know anything about show jumping and only a little bit about Pippa from what Midnight has told him. He admires Pippa's 'guts' to try this again but plans to chew her ass up one side and down the other for doing such a dangerous sport. Well then have dinner after that.
"Sho?" Hizashi tries to ask without yelling.
"What?" he grouses.
"Stop staring at her ass."
Shouta's hair raises up and erases Mic's quirk. "All have tight pants on." he grumbles "so no I'm not."
Hizashi whispers "The pants are called breeches. Notice her show crop tucked in her leather riding boot and 'dumb' Spurs (no sharp edges only use to tap sides of horse to give a stronger cue if on a big horse)?"
"And your point?" Aizawa frowns.
"Bet she likes to be on top so she can ride hard and fast. I wouldn't mind being ridden hard then put up wet."
"You stay clear of her or else!" Shouta glowers.
"Else what, ol tired best friend? She's cute and obviously has a cute ass so..."
"She's my grading assistant and I'm claiming her right after I scold her for a dangerous sport. Then I'm taking her to dinner. Back off...mine."
"Whoa there Sho! Maybe you're not her type..."
"I get to find out not you. Now ssshh!"
Arnulf and Pippa gallop up the ramp to the steep bank and turn. Pippa slips the reins out more to free Arnulf's mouth from the bit getting pulled hard in his mouth. Things are going well, two more jumps and it's done. It's been nothing but an absolute joy. Pippa glances up to see the distance but Arnulf takes that as the cue to push off of the steep bank. Pippa gasps and wants to scream 'no' but it will only make things worse by scaring Arnulf and most likely a fall will happen.
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Fanfiction(mha🍋) (🔖Wattys 2022 nomination) A collection of short stories and one shots featuring Shouta Aizawa aka Eraserhead, ranging from lemons to angst, yandere and romance to sudden loss and everything in between. This is a writing project to create...
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