Oh look at that! I've actually posted a new story. What a shocker.
I have a lot of explaining to do for this absence, but I'll save my apologies and updates at the end of the story.
In a city blanketed by a cold, almost endless darkness from above; coloured LCD and neon lights littered around this city, guiding the sleepless population who disregarded sleep.
Among the busy streets, two girls approach each-other from opposite ends of a street; confidence in their steps as they made haste to the most popular dance club for teens and young adults in the city; both sharing one goal in mind.
Win the heart of a boy
The two met up in front of the building; inches apart as they glared into each other's eyes.
One with well kept; free flowing green hair, looked below presenting a discouraged grimace, while the one of blonde hair; littered by split ends and head lice looked above with a cocky smirk.
Seconds went by with neither spouting a word, the background noise of eager club attendees waiting in line seemed non-existent to them.
"What are you doing here, Rin?" the green haired girl broke the silence; voice cold and bitter. "Come to ruin my life with your insubstantial presence, again?"
"Whoa, such wordy hostility from Ms fancy bitch tits," Rin raised her hands in exaggerated defense. "Seriously Gumi, I haven't even said anything yet and you already have a stick shoved far up your ass. Must be a new recorded. Seriously, I'm just here to have a bitching time. The better question is why is Ms teacher's pet here?"
"Don't act dumber than you already are! You know Yuuma personally invited me to celebrate his club's one year anniversary."
"Ha ha ha! You silly bitch! Yuuma invited the whole school, not just your puck ass."
"Of course I know that, you babbling loafer!" Gumi's hands tightened; every word that came out of the brat's mouth only made the desire to clout her in the face grow stronger. She took a deep breath and eased her grip. "Unlike everyone else, he personally invited me during his tutoring session. He only handed out RVSP's to everyone else."
Rin stepped back and twisted her head to the filled road, her smirk transforming into a deadpan frown.
"Oh! That's right. I heard rumors that you never actually received an invitation, is that true?"
"Hmph! Like I need one," she stood tall, swapping out her frown for a confident smile. "My sexy bod and womanly charms is more than enough of an invitation," she ran her hands from her black tube top down her exposed waist, halting just above the black mini skirt that hoisted a light purple cloth tucked beneath a gray belt.
"What 'womanly' charms?"
"Oh? Is that sass I hear from the slut? You really think you can seduce that dickhead with such an underwhelming figure," the girl gestured her body. She acted unimpressed, but in reality, she would find her really attractive. Curves that could charm any man; facial features that lacked any pimples, compared to her own and well devolved breasts. All treats honestly impressed the blonde. Too bad she hated her guts.
Gumi chuckled. "That's your problem, you think love and sex are the same thing, not a surprise you'd think that, considering your... Limited I.Q," she smiled, seeing the annoyed look on her rival's face felt satisfying. "I know in my heart that Yuuma is my soulmate. I have no doubt that he feels the same way."
"Erg. Listening to you talk about 'love' is sicking. I mean really? It's a fucking surprise you're so head over heels over an asswipe like him. Not only is he an idiot, but he's also greedy; perverted and an all around asswhole. Seem like quality's you'd hate in a man."
"Quiet you simpleton! Sure, Yuuma can be a bit of a reprobate at times, but that doesn't mean there isn't a good; intellectual man inside. He just needs someone to guide him down the right path," she gripped onto her chest, the thought of him soothed the vibrations within her heart.
"What the fuck does 'reprobate' mean?" is what went through her mind. Whatever it meant didn't matter, all that she cares about tonight is taking this bitch down. "So you think your the 'beautiful' Mary Sue who can tame the bad boy's rotten heart? God! For a 'genius' you sure are an idiot."
"Hm! Belittle me all you want! That won't dim our undying love. Besides, you call me an imbecile yet; here you are going after a man you don't even love? That sounds pretty moronic to me!"
"Oh poor, sheltered Gumi," the tiny girl strutted closer to her rival, pressing every inch of her body up against her's. "I only want him so you can't," she whispered into the girl's ear, using a soft; seductive tone as a psychological weapon. The need to stand on tippy toes to reach the girl's ear ruined the erotic effect to any onlookers.
"T-That's-" normally, Gumi would push a creep like her away, yet, the warmth of the blonde's bare midriff making contact with her own; mixed with the sound of her cute, yet hypnotic voice that brushed past her ear felt tantalising; focused on aqua eyes that hungered for attention caused her stomach to feel floaty; chest pumping at unnatural speeds. This sensation, it can't be right. "W-Why are you doing this! Why do you hate me?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," a smirk befell Rin as she freed her rival from the mind games. "Love the outfit by the way."
Gumi looked down. The outfit resembled Rin's, opting for black pants over a mini skirt. She readied herself for the insult to soon follow.
"I bet it'd look good on someone who wasn't a slut," she swings her body around, shaking her hips as she strolled to the club's entrance.
Yep, typical low brow insults from a girl with a walnut for a brain. Unsophisticated insults like that shouldn't upset Gumi, but it did. Letting it slide, she chased after, hoping to race past and make it inside first.
Movements slowed to a walk, an impressed whistle left her lips when she finally had the chance to get a good look at the club. The building...
Is shaped like a robot's head
Shaped into a perfect square; exterior painted silver to give the structure a metallic shine; neon lights in the two upper rooms with circular windows made it seem like the robot had two green eyes; the rectangular door into the club painted green, mimicking the shape of a square mouth and finally; two chimneys sticking out of the sides seemed like two giant ears. The final touch to this foundation is a neon sign at the top with multiple changing colours spelled out 'LUVORATORRRRRY'
She had no clue what a 'Luvoratorrrrry' was, but the name did sound catchy. No doubt in her mind that this had to have been the work of Yuuma's brilliant mind. This is not the time to gawk though. She needed to get inside before she loses him forever.
Gumi finally caught up with the blonde who is already halfway up the seamlessly endless line, passing by each eager party goer without a care in the world. "What are you doing? The line starts down there."
"Ha! You really think I'm going to wait with those fuckers?" out of nowhere. She locked her arm with Gumi's, dragging her straight to the front.
"Hey! What are you doing! Let me go!" despite struggling, she could not release herself from the girl's tight grip. How can someone so small be so strong?
"Just shut up and watch me work my magic," they approach the front entrance; blocked by a stoic man with arms the size of thick tree branches. The word 'security' is written in white letters across his black shirt, signalling his occupation.
Gumi swallowed back some saliva, shaking in her shoes as she looked up at the man who could knock her with a flick to her forehead.
Rin put on the sweetest smile; not intimidated by the big guy who seemed more tractor than man. "Omgz sweetie! I can't believe you're actually taking me out to my first club! You're, like, the best bff evez!"
"Huh? Wha?" she looked at the girl, really confused.
The blonde continued to ramble like a lunatic as she walked along, only to be stopped by the bouncer's mighty palm. "Hold it. You have to wait in line."
The man's rough, demanding voice caused Gumi's forehead to become soaked; the pounding in her chest working over time as she started into the man's piecing gaze.
"OMG! I'm tots sorry mister, but my bff here saz that she haz been personally invited by Yuuma, cause he is, like, seriously crushing on her hard and, like, totally gets to go in before anyone else with her plus one."
She just watched in spite at her rival's exaggerated moments. She knew what Rin is planing, but could not fit a word in over that horrid attempt at valley girl speak. Things really got uncomfortable when she started hugging her as if they had a loving history.
"Hm," with a questioning eye, the man pulled out a clip board. "Name?"
"Oh! That's my bff in the whole wide world, Gumi Megpoid ,which I like to call Gum Gum cause she's so aborbs."
"Did she just call me Gum Gum?" is what Gumi thought when she heard that ridiculous nickname.
"And the little cutie here," she pointed to herself, sticking out her tounge followed by a wink. "Is Rin Kagamine!"
"...I didn't ask you. I asked greenie."
"Oh right," the small girl bopped her head while sticking her tongue out a second time.
The man gave the blonde a stern look then shifted his focus onto Gumi. "I'll ask again. Name?"
"Er...G-Gumi Megpoid."
Reaching into his pocket, the bouncer puts on a pair of yellow reading glasses before running down the list with his index finger. Gumi found the sight amusing since the glasses are so small compared to the rest of his ripped body, though the fear kept her from giggling. "Hm. Looks like you check out," the man puts his glasses away, moving aside to let the girls pass. "You two may enter."
Before she could utter a single word, Rin took charge once more. "OMG! Thank you so much, mister! Come on Gum Gum," she pulled on her rival's arm, forcing the girl to follow inside. "This is so going to be the best birthday evez!"
"Wha! Wait! She's not with me!" it's too late. No way is the bouncer going to hear her with all the obnoxious, ear pounding music playing in the background.
"Ha ha! What a fucking retard!" Rin yelled at the top of her lungs, pushing her rival away like a piece of trash. "I can't believe he actually brought that dumb blonde chick routine!"
Saving herself from falling, Gumi turned to the irritating brat, ready to lash out. She stopped when saw the sight beyond the girl; jaw a gap at the chaos before her.
The place is covered by hundreds of attends dancing in the middle of the room, though the ever changing colours coming from the stage lights made them hard to see. Some dances are more personal than the ones she's accustomed to; bodies rubbing up against each other, touching in very inappropriate locations. The others who decided not to participate in the dance either sat at the bar to drink substances way to old for a majority of the crowd, or sat in the lounge area at the other side of the room. She cringed when she could barley make out most of the teens either taking their love way too far for public eyes, or consuming both legal and illegal narcotics.
She looked above to get away from the madness, only to spot a row of cages containing woman dancing in their underwear, or even topless. Not only did the environment disgust her, but the mixed smells of smoke, beer, b.o. and other indescribable odors made her want to lose her dinner.
The total disregard for heath and safety didn't help either; lit touches spread around the place, to most likely add to the atmosphere, are located in areas people could easily knock over onto flammable objects.
"D-did Yuuma really approve this horrid place," she thought; worry crapped up on her shock that thought away, blaming some higher executive. "Why would someone want to come to a place like this?"she internally followed up.
"Wow! Now this place is bitching!" Rin's eyes lit up as she violently patted her rival on the back, causing the girl to want to throw up more. Like a kid at a theme park she examined every attraction ready to try out each ride. Dancing; the pumping tecno music; alcohol that could be required without a fake id and sexy, half-naked woman dancing in cages sent her blood pumping. If this is what hell is like, then she has no need to fear the afterlife.
All went well, until terror filled her eyes when she looked upon the exposed flames. The unpredictable dance of the orange element froze her in place, only the quiver of her lips and erratic breaths are the only signs to show any life. Memories of a terrible event came rushing back into her mind.
"Are you okay?"
"Huh?" hearing the concerned voice of her rival snapped the blonde out of her trance. "O-Of course I am! I'm just so overwhelmed by how bad-fucking-ass this club is," she looked away, staying in denial.
She rolled her eyes in responce. "You like this defection of human decency!?"
"Fuck yeah I do! Unlike you, I'm not some rich stuck up stiff bitch who doesn't know the meaning of fun!"
Gumi huffed. "This is not my idea of fun!"
"Oh, but sweetie!" the blonde wrapped her arm around her rival's hip and pulled her in closer, knowing that it would make her feel uncomfortable. "Not to drop this bombshell, but this is clearly Yuuma's idea of fun, he does own the joint after all."
The strange feeling returned within once her body reunited with Rin's. Why did she keep feeling this way? "S-so what!" that feeling is soon taken over by an anger that demanded her to shove the girl away. "So what if he likes to party? I'm smart enough to know that not all our interests are going to align."
"Really now?" the smaller girl straightened out her shirt, not fazed by the shove. "Even if his hobby involves hooking with any cheap skank who wants to get into his pants?" she was ready to savour Gumi's devastated expression, yet something unexpected happened.
Her rival actually chuckled
"You really don't understand do you?"
"The fuck are you on about, why are you looking at me like some smug pig?"
Gumi shook her head. "You clearly don't know Yuuma at all. He would never betray our love over some cheap floozy. I beat my life on it."
"Guess I'll be looking forward to your death, cause that son of bitch is going to be mine," with nothing left to say, she turned to the crowd, about to start her hunt for what girls consider the sexiest boy in their school.
"Wait!" Gumi called gaining her undivided attention. "I don't get it?"
"Get what?"
"Why do you want to steal Yuuma away from me? You could get with any one you want, yet you choose to go after a men you don't even love?"
"That's simple," a grave scowl appeared across Rin's lips; her brow sinking down a level. "No matter what hatred I feel towards that fucker; it still doesn't compare to the hate I feel towards you."
Gumi's lips quivered as she listened to the girl's monotone voice, trying to comprehend why she harbored so much resentment.
"If I have to become someone's fuck toy to some high profile scum to destroy you, then so be it," she shared one last glare with her rival before leaving, stopping her feet with each step.
Seeing her disappear into the crowd. Gumi stared ahead with dilated pupils; rapid blinks followed. Never has she seen Rin that upset before, not even the bouncer outside could cause such a panicked state of mind. The worst part is that no matter what, she could not think of a reason for such hostility; she only meet her two years ago, what could have happened to cause this rivalry?
That thought would have to wait though, she needed to cover lost ground and fast. Maybe after tonight they can work out their issues, but right now.
True love is top priority
A weary expression fell upon her when she looked back into the crowd. She dreaded the idea that she had to search among the barbaric dancers if she wanted to find him. Why must people be so social? She pushed her worries aside and put on a determined look, taking a deep breath before gunning into the mash of bouncing bodies.
"Uh-Excuse me-Pardon me-Sorry Ms-"
"AH! Watch it, bitch!"
"Sorry sir! Didn't mean to step on your foot- Just passing through-Hey!Watch where you're touching!"
Gumi endured ten minutes of sweaty bodies rubbing up against her; nose curling body odours; off tune teens singing with the song and genders of both sides copping a feel from her torso and behind . She continued to stay determined as she searched all corners of the room.
In the end she failed to find him.
Disheartened, she headed back for the exit, pushing her way back out of the crowd.
Was this all a waste of time?
"Gumi? Is that you?"
Just when all seemed lost, an acquainted voice that felt like bliss to her ears spoke from behind, bringing life back into her cheeks. "Yuuma!" she spun around, the sight of a man with light green eyes, wearing a casual half white, half black shirt with purple pants; his pink hair mostly concealed under a black beanie. His subtle grin only melted her heart that much more.
"It's great to see you here," the man walked over closer and wrapped his arms around her waist. No matter how many times she experiences it, the warmth of his body making contact with her own never falls to produce a rosy colour among her cheeks. She took no time to return the gesture. "I didn't think you'd show up. What with it being a school night and all," he said, releasing the girl from his to her disappointment.
"You specially invented me to be here right? No way am I going to miss out on a friend's party," friend! Gumi wanted to hit herself for using such a word. Maybe he didn't notice?
Yuuma scratched the top of his head, showing off a goofy grin. "It was nothing, had to pull a few strings, but it was no biggie. Nice outfit by the way, really brings out your hair."
"R-really? You think so?" she couldn't stop giggling like a child while playing with the strains of her hair. "Isn't it a little too reviling for someone of my stature?"
"Gumi," he stroked the girl's cheek, causing a sensational tingling to run throughout her body. "It doesn't matter what you wear, as long as you feel beautiful that's all that matters," Yuuma took his hand off the girl despite her inner mind demanding it to stay.
She stared blankly at the man, as if hypnotised by his charms that never failed to make her feel like she was a beautiful, fariytale princess. She soon snapped out of her daze, noticing he was giving her a funny look. "Oh! Er...H-how are your grades doing anyway?" again, she wanted to physically harm herself, this time for awkwardly changing the subject.
"Bitchin!" he yelled at the top of his lungs while showing off his sparkly teeth. A trait of his that used to scare the crap out of Gumi before she got used to it. "I've gone from a D+ advantage to C- all thanks to you."
Gumi clapped her hands together in joy. "Wonderful news! With a little more time together we can change those grades to an A+ average in no time."
"Fantastic!..."
The two soon became quiet, fiddling with what ever possessions they had on them, planing out what they wanted to say next. "...Gumi," Yuuma's voice deepened "You remember when I invited you, I said it was my way of saying thank you for being the best tutor I've ever had?"
"Y-Yeah," Gumi's heartbeat became faster as she had no idea where this was going.
"Well... That's wrong... Well it's not, but it's not the only reason. I really invited you because... fuck! This is going badly. " he looked away to hide the embarrassment his bumbling caused.
Noticing the crack in his voice and his sudden lack of confidence, Gumi smiled and took a hold of his hands. "I may have an idea of what you're trying to say."
His pupils shoot up, not prepared for Gumi to understand his line of thought. Then again, this is the smartest person he knows so it shouldn't really be much of a surprise. "Um, this may sound selfish, but can I be the one to do this part?"
All it takes is a small nod for him to continue.
He took a deep breath. "Okay. I'll be blunt," his grip tightened, but not so much that it would hurt the green haired beauty. "Gumi, I know we only have known each other for a few weeks, but I was thinking that we could you know. Start da-"
"Hey there my guuuurrrrl! I've looking all over for ya!" as if from out of nowhere, a familiar blonde with a glass in her hand appeared, wrapping her free arm around Gumi's shoulder, parting the two's connected hands. "Who's this sexy asshole right here?" she pointed her middle figure at a bewildered Yuuma.
"No! Why now! Right when he was about to confess his love to me!" is what she thought; teeth clenched with unbridled force as she glared at the blonde with an unwelcoming expression. "Get out of here, Rin! We're in the middle of something." she whispered, praying Yuuma didn't hear.
Rin smiled in response, showing the little fang hidden at the side of her mouth. Ready to fuck her up. "Ha Ha Ha! Oh Gum Gum!" she crashed her palm into Gumi's back multiple times, making sure it hurt. "Ain't she such a joker! Gum Gum, you are so, like, unfunny!"
Gumi shot her rival a feral look as she rubbed her now acing back.
"So Gumi... Who's your friend here?" Yuuma asked, examining the blonde's short, but well toned figure. A corner of his mouth raised once done. "She's kinda cute."
"Cute?" Gumi's internally questioned why he would call a brat like her cute. She instantly disregarded whatever suspicious thought ran through her mind. He's probably just being polite. "Actually, she's not- ah!" a sudden pain rushed through her back thanks to the blonde's hand, stopping her mid sentence.
"Hi! I'm Rin," she put her hand up to greet him. "What's a handsome fella like you called?"
"Yuuma," he took a hold of her hand and shook it.
"Omg! That name fits you so well, like my god! Like, it sounds so sexy, which totally fits since your, like, so hot!"
A chuckle escaped from Gumi's lips as she watched this cheesy circus act. No way is this half-witted act going to fool him.
"Heh, why thank you," Yuuma said in a sly voice, showing off the muscle in his arms. "You know it's not easy to find time to keep this body this trim, but this handsome devil somehow finds a way," he used his thumb to point at himself , presenting a suave smile. " So, how long have you and Gumi been friends?"
Rin giggled like an inane school girl. "For, like, evz now, but that's not important. I want to know more about you? Privately," she whispered the last part as she ran her figures up the boy's chest, shooting a sadistic smile Gumi's way.
He did not complain when the girl's soft figures ran down his chest. In fact, the idea of where this could lead excited him. "Well, if you insist."
Gumi's optics enlarged, finding it hard to believe that this obtuse routine is actually working. How can someone, especially Yuuma, fall for such a shallow brat? "Yuuma!" she called in slightly raised voice, making him jump. "Don't fall for her tricks! She is not my friend, she actually hates me and just wants to be with you so I can't!" she didn't care if she slipped in a confession, she wasn't going to lose him to the small brat. "She won't love you like I will!"
He stared at the green haired teen that stared at him with desperate eyes; unsure sure how to deal with this complicated situation. "Well you see Gu-
"Omg! Gum Gum! No need to be such a sore loser, bitch! You had your chance to be with him and you fucked it up," Rin wrapped her body around his arm; intentionally placing it between her breasts while sharing a smug look with her rival. This gesture surprised the boy at first; which didn't last as his lips soon formed into a naughty smirk. "Face it, cunt! He's mine now."
Pulling such a stunt sent Gumi over the edge. "Get off him!" With a look that could kill, she grabbed the girl's arm and ripped her away with little effort, tossing her in whatever direction.
Yuuma let off a small yelp in response.
Rin stumbled for a second, dropping her glass in the process. She almost crashed stomach first onto the floor, but caught herself on one of the dancer'ss shoulder.
"Oy! Get the fuck off me!" the dancer yelled and pushed the blonde off while giving a nasty glance.
Stabilising her balance, the blonde decided to ignore the asshole and instead focus on the girl who pushed her in the first place. Fixing up her skirt, she decided it was time to drop the act. "Heh, resorting to violence now are we? That's not very sophisticated of a woman of your stature. Must have struck a real nerve there, eh Gum Gum?"
"Stop calling me that you illiterate swine!" heavy breaths passed in and out of her nose.. "Yuuma is my man! If you don't fuck off now, I swear, I'm going to kick your ass!"
"Ohhhh you swore, so scary! You're really making me shake in my widdle boots," Rin slapped her hands onto her cheeks, shaking her body back and forth, exaggerating every movement.
"Shut up!" in an action that surprised even the blonde. She griped onto what felt like cheap fabric concealed the blonde's chest, pulling her close enough to feel the blonde's warm breath hit her face. She raised her arm, forming her hand into a fist that aimed directly at her rival's face. "Every day! Every single, fucking day you go out of your way to ruin my life with your obnoxious insults or immature pranks! I'm sick of it!" tears began to slide down the taller girl's cheeks. "Even now, you're trying to steal the heart of a man you feel no love for just to hurt me! What the fuck is wrong with you!?"
"Holy shit! Everyone look! A Catfight!" an excited teen with a slur in his voice called out, gathering the rest of the people's attendees; everyone, including the staff dropped what they where doing to circle around the two.
In the excitement, not a soul realised a touch had been knocked over and fallen on top a wooden table, feeding the flames.
Seeing such a crowd gather around sparked a satisfactory smile from Yuuma, giving him the idea to install a mud-pit for girls to fight half naked in after tonight, hoping to draw in more business. For now, he crossed his arms, preparing to enjoy the fight and clam the winner.
Rin looked down at the hand intertwined with her shirt, then back to her rivals heated expression; unfazed by her anger. "Look whore. I know you think you're acting tough right now, but I know you are not woman enough to deck me. So you should probably let go before you regret it."
"No! You don't know shit about me!"
"Oh really? Cause I think I know you pretty well by now."
"Lair!"
"No, it's true. I know you're just a stuck up stank who likes to look down on 'peasants' like me; all because I don't have the luxury to buy doll myself up in a different 20000 yen outfit like yourself."
"You hostility think of me like that?" her grip on the blonde became tighter. "Like some stereotype from a political comic?"
The corner of Rin's lip raised, showing a smug smile. "You have yet to prove otherwise."
She let out a humorless chuckle. "If that's the cause, then maybe I should confess how I really feel about you."
The blonde rolled her eyes.
"You Rin! Are nothing, but a moronic brat who blames her loathsome attitude and piteous grades on everyone but yourself!" the victorious volume of Gumi's voice increased with each word. "Never have I met anyone so rude, idiotic and lacks the most basic of human decency in my life. Honestly, I bet my families entire fortune that nobody would even miss you if you drop dead! In fact, the world would have been better off without you!" instant regret hit once she realised she took her anger a step too far.
A sudden gasp escaped her lips. Such a brutal statement passing through the smaller girl's ears impacted more than what any beating could. Her teeth clenched; no different to a cornered animal ready to strike, her eyes once filled with indifference now replaced by a burning rage that even caused her rival to flinch.
"T-that was uncalled for, I'm so sor-"
"You motherfucking bitch!"
Forming her figures into a ball. She raised her arm, transferring all the weight in her tiny body into her arm. Striking Gumi directly in her stomach.
"OUFF!" an agonising pain traveled within her abdomen, as if a bowling ball had struck her instead of a tiny fist. A despite gasp for oxygen escaped her cheeks, forcing her to realise the blonde so she could wrap her arms around the growling belly that felt like it could explode at any moment. She collapsed to her knees and leaned forward in a desperate attempt to eliminate the unruly pain.
Roars of excitement filled the room, the crowd demanding for a full fight to breakout. The corner of Yuuma's lips tugged up over the ever growing excitement within the profitable crowd.
Dry coughs raced up and out her throat, a discouraged expression fell upon her while she glanced at the applauding audience cheer for her blood, not a single soul bothered to stop this. Her attention then drew to the man she loves. She removed one of her hands from her stomach and reached out to him. "Yu- *Cough* Yuuma...Hel-AH!" a powerful force caused a tremendous amount of pain to rush through the girl's shoulder, sending her crashing onto the frigid floor.
"Don't you dare call for help!" Rin lowered her leg back on the floor after delivering a swift kick to Gumi's shoulder. "You take the beating you deserve like the god-damn sophisticated bitch you clam to be!" disgust fell upon her as she watched the pathetic girl whipper on the floor.
"W-Why?" Gumi struggled to spit out.
"What!? Speak up you bitch!"
"Why are you doing this?" recapturing her lost breath, Gumi's raised her voice just loud enough for the small girl to hear, though her staggering eyes made the blonde seem more like a giant. "What did I possibly do to cause you to hate me so much?"
"You fucking with me?" the blonde's brow raised; mouth fell slightly agape, trying to process such a stupid question. "Am I such an inefficient speck that you can even bother to remember the day you treated me like trash!?" Rin's chest pumped back and forth, her breathing becoming erratic along with her quivering lips.
"What are you talking about?" Gumi inquired as she struggled to get to her feet. "You started this whole thing when you randomly knocked my books out of my hands and then called me a stuck up B-word?"
"Have you ever thought for a second in you're fucking life just what triggered that?" though her angered expression never changed, shiny salt like liquid formed within her eyes told a whole separate tale. "A mouth before that, I was just sitting on the curve, having a drag of my smoke, minding my own fucking business. When you walked up to me, tossing a yen in my face and told me-"
"'Get a job, you putrid; moronic waste of human life,'" now able to stand, though her the pit of her stomach still felt dull. Gumi finished her rival's sentence, her brow sunk with regret as she stared into the blonde's furious eyes.
"So you do remember after all. I knew you were fucking lying."
"I wasn't lying, Rin," she answered, her voice withdrawn. "I just didn't recognise you without long hair."
The blonde let out an aggressive puff of air; sick of hearing people say that.
She let out a quick sigh, facing away; too ashamed to look into the girl's eyes she recalled what happened two years ago. "I was in a bad place back then. I was forced to move to this strange city after my parents received a hefty promotion, one that recruited us to relocate here. Stuck in an abnormal environment with none of my old friends to turn to, I ended up befriending a group of girls whose social hierarchy was equal to mine."
The crowd watched as Gumi regaled her story; whispers spread, losing whatever steam they once had. Yuuma scanned the area, harboring a troubled look over the depleted enthusiasm.
Rin on the other hand; listened close to her rival's story; little emotion reflected from her optics.
"Needless to say, these girls were very rude. Bullying anyone whose parents didn't make more than 20000000 in yen a week. I knew even back then that what they did was wrong, but because of my irrational monophobia; I continued to associate myself with them as they picked on the underprivileged students at school. One day, before I decided to completely break my ties with them; they heckled me into selecting a random target to ridicule; one that looked especially ragged, threatening to end our 'friendship' if I backed down," the girl's upper lip sucked on the lower. Her melted eyes crossing paths with the blonde's blank ones. "That target was you. I'm so sorry, Rin. I wished I recognised you sooner. I could have apologised a lot earlier and maybe prevented this dissidence between us."
The tiny girl's arms crossed at her stomach; emptiness that reflected from her eyes now replaced by a grave outlook. "So what? A dumb ass sob story ain't gonna change shit. I don't know why, but those words and the way you laughed hurt more than any bruise or stab wound from my many street fights."
"I whole heartily agree," after a simple nod, Gumi let her arms fall to her sides; standing as straight as a board; eyes as if in anticipation.
Witnessing such a reaction sent her right brow to raise a couple of centimeters "...What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"You said it yourself. A simple sorry will not suffice for my actions," she took a deep breath; calming her rapid chest. "To make up for my misdeeds, I'm going to stand here and take whatever punches, or kicks you decide to bestow upon me. I promise not to fight back,"
"What!?" Rin's eyes spring open; taken a back by such an insane request.
"Yeah! Do it! Kick her ass!"
"Come on! We want blood!"
"Tear her clothes off while your at it!"
"KILL HER! KILL HER! KILL HER!
The small teen circled around the room, observing the group of complete strangers that demanded carnage. Her brows furrowed and lips formed into a quivering frown. Kicking Gumi's pretentious ass? Only a few hours ago she would have jumped on such an opportunity. Now...Now it seemed different.
Facing her rival; still awaiting the karma she believed to deserve. A suspicious thought crossed Rin's mind as she stared at the girl's peaceful expression.
Did she always look so beautiful?
She couldn't explain it, why is the face that made her want to puke just from thinking about at it suddenly seem to radiant a light that surpassed the moon's?
"Come on, Rin! Are you going to get your karma, or are you going to make me stand here and suffer?"
Gumi's voice snapped the blonde out of that disturbing train of thought. This is the same bitch who insulted her! The only mercy she deserved was zero. Forcing a scowl, the girl took her stance; right arm raised as she readied herself to beat the hell out of her rival.
This started a chain reaction of cheers and praise from the excitable crowd. A pleased nod came from Yuuma, telling her to do it.
Sounds from the crowd's cheers caused Gumi to subconsciously clench up; ready to take what was coming.
In that moment, the blondes arm began to shake, her stern scowl switched to a confused frown.
Can she really go through with this?
Intermission time!
Use this time to either take a brake, get a snack, or just continue to the end of the story in the next chapter.