Hayner yawned and looked at his watch. It read six am. He still had an hour before the damn bus would get here. Today was the first day of the two week 'Twilight Town Survival Test'. It was one of the things he looked forward to every summer. Roxas and he have been going to it ever year since they were eight-although being that young their fathers came with them- and he couldn't wait to get going.
The bus would take him and Roxas up into the camp, where the Director, (every one called him that seeing as he ran the struggle matches,) would dived the older kids into groups of two, and assign them a cabin. That would cabin would be their home for the next two weeks. Two weeks of none of the troubles he dealt with on a daily bases, no more feeling left out when Pence and Olette are all couple-y, or when Roxas's new boyfriend was trying to suck his face off.
Nope, he would have none of that shit these next two weeks. Just him and his best friend.
"Hey Lamer, what's a girl like you doing here. Aren't ya afraid your going to break a nail?"
And Seifer.
God.
Fucking.
Damnit.
Hayner's good mood vanished as soon as it had begun.
"Be careful Seifer, if you keep that stick up your ass any longer people might start thinking you like it." Hayner suddenly found himself being lifted up off the ground by his shirt.
"What did you say, you little bastard?" Seifer snarled.
"You heard me." Hayner hissed back, looking Seifer dead in his ice blue eyes.
"Your pretty dumb for talkin' to Seifer that way, ya' know." Hayner barley had time to register what Rai had said-or even the fact that he was there- before he felt a sharp blow to his stomach. The force of the blow sent him Hayner flying back onto the cold concrete of the bus stop.
"Teach you to talk to me like that, you little shit." Seifer said coming closer to Hayner, who had picked himself up off the ground and was now taking on a fight stance.
"Bring it. " Was all Hayner managed to get out before he was blocking punches, kicks, head buts, and whatever else Seifer was throwing while getting in a few of his own.
After what seemed like forever, Hayner got a chance to land a punch to Seifers face. And draw blood.
Seifer stepped back, reached a hand to his cheek and brought it back to his eyes, seeing the red liquid on his fingers. Letting down his guard Hayner took a moment to gloat.
Which of course was a very, very, very stupid move, but when has Hayner ever done anything smart when it came to Seifer.
"Whats wrong? Did little Seify Get hurt?" Hayner taunted, when Seifer sprung, tackling Hayner to the ground, punches being throw, almost none being blocked by either party. Taking his feet and pushing on Seifers stomach, Hayner managed to roll them over, and in that short moment he saw a Rai and Roxas fighting it out, and that a the other kids and parents just stood watching-The parents had learned a long time ago, when Hayner and Seifer went at it, there was no stopping them.
"Hayner! Roxas! Seifer! Rai! All of you stop right now or so help me I will ban you from struggle this year!" The Directors voice boomed, snapping everyone out of their battle, "This is no way boys of your age should be acting, what do you thinks going to happen when you turn 18, huh?! You just can't punch people who piss you off! You go to jail if you do that!"
"Sorry Sir" they all chorused.
"Sorry is not going to cut it this time. Until I can figure out what to do with you, you and you." He said pointing at Roxas and Hayner "Sit over there, and you two" Indicating at Seifer and Rai "over there. And I don't want to hear a damn thing out of any of you!" He said turning his back on the four and talking to a father and son.
"This sucks." Roxas whispered to Hayner.
'Majorly. But don't worry, once we get to camp well only have to see him at check-ins. Did you remember your ax and buck knife?"
"Yeah I made sure this time, I don't want to have to go find brush for a fire again like last year, which sucked."
"Well it taught to remember your ax didn't it?"
"Shut up Hayner."
Hayner smiled and took out one of the three books he had packed. It was going to be a least an hour before the bus started to load.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~An Hour Later!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Alright kiddies, let get moving!" The Director said as the kid began to load the bus. Roxas and Hayner began to get up "Hold it you four" the Director said. "You get on last" He said turning his back to them and checking on the small kids getting on the bus.
"What?! Ahh! Come on!" Roxas said
"Chill, Roxs. He's just making us sit up front." Hayner said with a roll of his eyes and opened his book again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So finally, the whole bus was loaded and Hayner and Roxas sat across from their rivals. The Director opened the door and climbed into the driver's seat. Roxas was blasting his head phones, and Hayner-once again- was deep into his book. He growled deep in his trough, turning the page toughly, and began mumbling about 'stupid-mother-fucking-haripes-and-their-goddamn-love-of-fucking-shiny-things-that-throw-the-whole-fucking-story-off-and-make-everyone-go-after-a-fucking-peice-of-shit-amulet-that-is-the-olny-way-to-save-the-damn-world-and-its-sooo-"
"Hayner….. Hayner!"
"and-i-don't-even-know-why-they-even-have-to-because-if-it-where-me-i-would-just-shoot-the-stupid-thing-in-the-face-"
"Roxas, take his book away before he starts ripping it to pieces……again." The Director said, looking in his review mirror.
"And-I-mean-purple-what-kind-of- polar-bear-is-fucking-purple-was-the-author-high-was-that-the-problem-and-why-in-gods-name-is-she-never-in-any-" Suddenly Hayner found that he no longer had a book in his hands,
"Roxas. Give me my book back." Hayner glared and tried to not kill his best friend.
"Hayner, why can't you be like the rest of the kids on this bus and sleep?" said The Director, with a sigh.
"Because I would rather read my book, sleeping is for the five year olds at the back of the bus and their dads." Hayner deadpanned.
Seifers voice suddenly cut through. "What afraid you wont be able to sleep without you stuffed animal in your bag chickenwuss?"
'Shut up Seifer!" Hayner stood up snarling.
"Make me, Lamer!" Seifer stood also.
Due to the fight neither happened to remember they where standing on a moving bus.
So when The Director slammed on his breaks and they both it the safety railing, both where feeling pretty damn dumb.
"Both of you! OUT, NOW!" The Director yelled throwing open the door,
"What!" Hayner said.
"Its 5 miles to camp. You two are walking! And so help, me if either of you come back and it looks like you where fighting not only will I ban you from struggle, but I will make sure to it you will both be locked in juvie for at least a week! Now get out!"
Slowly Hayner and Seifer got off the bus, and watched as it sped out of sight.
God
Fucking
Damnit.
"I hate you Seifer."
"That's the shit that got us into the fucking mess in the first place. Now shut up and walk
~~~~~~~~~WEEEE~~~~~~~~~~FIVE MILES LATER~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"God. Fucking. Damnit." Hayner repeated his mantra for the umpteenth time. " Seifer, have I said lately that I hate you?"
"Yes, get the message you hate me, I hate you. Now shut up." Seifer growled. \
They had both finally made it to camp when the screaming started.
"WHAT?! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! NO 7 WAYS IN HELL!" there was no mistaking that voice for Hayner; it was the voice of his best friend, and he was not happy.
Following the direction of the yelling he found The Director, with a silent Roxas.
"What's up Roxs? Why were you screaming?" Hayner asked is friend, who huffed and stormed away.
"Whats wrong with him?" Hayner said walking over to The Director who was talking with a very angry looking Seifer.
Chucking The Director looked to Seifer. "You want to be here when I tell him?" Seifer about faced and setting off in the direction of the bus.
"Tell me what? What was wrong with Roxs?" Hayner didn't like why he was hearing.
"It's the same thing that's about to be wrong with you."
Backing up Hayner could only wait for what would happen.
"You and Seifer are rooming."
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