Based on a concept discussed with Scarlet on Twitter, I'm starting a series of short fic to tell a longer UtaPri story in increments using a set of 50 fic prompts to theme each installment around. It may be longer or shorter than 50 based on how this goes.

"Okay, I think that's the last of it."

"Think you packed enough?" Otoya laughed as he dropped onto the edge of Syo's bed, patting the overstuffed duffel bag. "You know we're renting equipment there, right?"

"I know what I'm doing," Syo ruffled Otoya's hair before leaning past to zip close a final side-pocket. "You'll be the one regretting packing stuff once we get there."

"I thought you hadn't been skiing before?"

"That's beside the point! I have more experience travelling than you!"

"I guess," Otoya grinned sheepishly. "When are we supposed to head out?"

"You, Ren, and I leave in an hour, pretty much as soon as Haruka gets back from the studio. Tomo, Tokiya, Masa, and Natsuki will follow later tonight. They've all got gigs this afternoon."

"Feels like forever since the whole gang had time off together."

"No kidding. I'm glad everyone managed to schedule a whole week. No media, no Saotome, no senpais, no weirdo princes — just us. It's gonna be great."

"Just warm nights by the fire watching the snow drift down with My Lady," A sensuous drifted from the open doorway.

Otoya's face went bright red as he looked at Ren, too flabbergasted to respond. Syo rolled his eyes and threw a pillow at the elder boy, "Don't get any funny ideas Ren, we're ALL going to be there."

Ren exhaled sharply as the projectile caught him in the gut, but chuckled as he responded, "I wouldn't dream of leaving you out, Midget."

"Don't call me—"

This time the projectile came from Otoya, two of Natsuki's plushes went flying into the faces of both the elders. They caught the offending toys and exchanged a conspiratorial look before converging on the red head.

—-

Haruka found the trio wrestling and tickling like rambunctious children, pillows thrown haphazardly around the room and Syo's bed half-unmade from the fight that had started there.

"Excuse me?"

They all froze in place, Otoya on the ground holding a pillow up defensively as Ren straddled him a pillow raised over his head ready to continue the attack. Syo was poised on the couch, one foot in the seat and one on the arm rest, a pillow in each hand about to rejoin the fray. All three boys managed to look embarrassed.

"I thought we had a train to catch?"

"We do My Lady," Ren coughed as he stood up, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to fix his appearance.

Syo dropped the pillows on the couch, and scooped up a couple of others off the floor tossing them onto his bed. "We'll be ready to go in half a minute. Are you ready?"

Haruka held up a flower-print travel bag as evidence smiling widely, "I can hardly wait!"

Otoya's smile matched Haruka's and he helped Syo gather the thrown pillows while Ren took Haruka's bag from her and shouldered it alongside his own, which had been dropped just inside the door of the apartment.

"Is Natsuki going to be mad about the mess?"

"As long as it's all contained on my bed, it's no big deal." Syo grabbed his own bag and tossed Otoya a hat from the rack next to the bed. "Your hair's a mess, borrow this."

"Thanks Syo," Otoya pulled the hat down over his ears, shouldered his own duffel bag, and then looked to Haruka expectantly. "I think we're ready."

"Let's go!" Haruka beamed happily.

Prompt: #039. Let's Go