Ello…! Ello…! Minna!
Denzel: Third fic or fourth? Neee…vermind… hehehehehehe….!
Nagumo: *whispers* Gazel… I think she's goin' crazy….
Suzuno: *whispers* I know! On the count of three… were gonna run away… 1…..2…3!
Both: RUN!
Denzel: OH NO YOU'RE NOT ESCAPING MY THRID…. Or fourth… FIC!
Nagumo: RUN FASTER GAZEL! RUN FAST LIKE A GAZELLE!!
Suzuno: Okay… now that was just offending…!
Keromi: Modification… Gazelles jump right?
Denzel: *tackles them in a rope*
Both: were hopeless!
Nagumo: does it contain Yaoi or what?
Keromi: Yap! Yap it does…
Both:no,no,no,no,no,no….!
Denzel: *while pulling* yes,yes,yes,yes,yes,yes…!
Suzuno: I'm gonna die…
Denzel: yes you are (literally)
Keromi: Denzel doesn't own Inazuma Eleven… only the P-L-O-T!
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You're Still You…
Day one: Quarrels
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"This is your entire fault!" Burn exclaimed,
"WHAT! My fault? It's OURS!" Gazel corrected.
"GHAAA! Shut up! I'm a failure…" Burn clenched his fists tight up together.
"We're failures…" Gazel once again corrected him,
"We had fun right anyways? Didn't we?"
"It's not fun loosing over that damn Raimon…" Burn sulked.
"We didn't lose; we were interrupted by that Gran…"
"I can't accept it! I won't stop until I crush that pestering RAIMON! I WANT TO BE THE STRONGEST! I WANTED TO BE THE CHAMPION!" Burn exaggerated, "And most of all… I wanted to be Genisis…" the redhead stopped for an inhale of air.
"It's all right Burn… It's all right…" Gazel comforted him.
"IT'S NOT GAZEL! IT'S JUST NOT! Why do you fucking dammit lie just to comfort me? Why do you fucking dammit say 'it's all right, it's allright' when it's not!" the hothead kicked the damned soccer ball to his rival's chest. Gazel stumbled over and landed hard on his back. Burn leaving no words, not even an apology, behind.
"Burn! Where are you going?" Gazel followed him with his aching sore chest,
"Somewhere where I can never see you're girly face and messy hair!" Burn shot back. Gazel stopped, offended by his nasty reply.
"You know what Burn… I didn't need you." Gazel glanced away combing his hair to cool his irascibility down.
"What are you saying Gazel—ask your stupid self when did I ever need you?" Burn frowned,
"You're just a pile of useless shit that came my way…" how could he say that? Gazel was about to cry, it was really hurting and felonious to hear all of that. Burn closed the door, end of the meeting…
"Burn…" Gazel fell on his knees, touching his stinging chest (along with the soccer ball that hit him) as the feelings of hurt mixed into him and pounded him repeatedly as Burn's words replayed on his head.
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