I just randomly wrote this, I like it. . . it's pretty short tho. I think that they're somewhat OOC but that's maybe because they don't tease each other enough lol
R&R!
Oh yah. This is my first fanfic! Hope you like it! :D
Oh and it's just a oneshot. *murmurs to herself* I keep forgetting important things. . . .
Tell Me That You Hate Me
I watch the water pour out from the watering can onto the rows of flowers.
"Ohayou Rima-chan!" I hear a sickening voice say, His voice. I turn around to see that idiotic-purple-headed-cross-dressing-freak.
"It's Mashiro-san." I spat at him. He just chuckles. The hell is up with this retard?! I glare at him.
"Well then, Mashiro-san." He smirks and grabs a watering can.
I sigh, "What do you want Fujisaki?" I can never water these stupid flowers without this stupid person talk about stupid things.
"Nothing. . .juuuuuuuuuuuust wondering. . ." He looks at me with a hint of mischief in his eyes. I raise an eyebrow.
"Wondering what?"
"Wondering. . . if. . ." He says slowly.
"Wonder if what?!"
"If. . . ." He smirks at me, again. I'm going to kill him. I'm going to make him die a very painful death.
"If what?!" I hiss at him.
"Nothing." He smiles that stupid smile. See what I mean?!
"God damn you." I turn my face from him in a snotty way.
"Hahahah, you always fall for that Ri-"
"Mashiro-san!" I yell at him.
"Rima-chan. . ." He says while getting close to my face. I glare at him, not moving an inch. We glare at each other, well his is more in a teasing matter, waiting to see who's going to crack.
I swear. . .we stood like that for. . .forever!
His face turns from his teasing smirk into an impatient frown. I smile in victory.
"I never win." He sighs and pulls away.
I don't remember when we started this. It's just some retarded staring contest we do now.
"That's because you're a sore loser." I say. He flinched.
"At least I'm not short."
He. Did. Not. Just. Say. That.
"SCREW YOU DAMN CROSS DRESSER!" I step on his foot.
".Ow?" He laughs.
"GOD DAMN IT I HATE YOU!" This time I kicked him . . .somewhere very painful for men. Not that he's a man. . .he's a. . .nevermind.
"AAAHH!" He cries out and and falls to the ground. I smirk in triumph over him.
"Y-y-you b-b-b-" He tries to say, but couldn't because of all the pain.
"Hah!" I scoff. He's curled up in a ball on the ground with his hair covering his face. I gulp, waiting for him to get up. I feel my expression change, my eyebrows are curled upwards and I feel my lips part slightly. He hasn't moved.
"Fuji-. .Nagihiko?" I whisper. I kneel and slowly move my hand towards his shoulder. I feel him twitch slightly under my touch. "I-I-I'm so-" No RIma! Don't apologize! Not to HIM!
I gently shake him.
He still doesn't move! GAAHHH! WHAT DO I DO?!
Apologize! No!
Yes!
NO!
YE-
"I'm sorry Nagihiko! Please get up! Are you okay?!" I panic and forcefully shake him.
"No. . ." He grunts. He moves his head slowly.
"Get up Nagi!" I cry.
"Nagi?" I hear him chuckle. He's sooooo smirking under that stupid hair of his.
"Ugh. . .I can't believe I was worried about you!" I spat at him. I got up and began walking away.
"Where are you going? We're not done watering the flowers." I hear him get up slowly. Ugh, he's such a wimp, I didn't kick him that hard. Well maybe I did. A little.
"Shut up Fujisaki! It's hot out here."
" . . . .It's winter. . . . ."
Oh yah, right. . .jeez talk about looking like an idiot.
"ITS COLD OUT HERE!" I yell. He grips the bricks for laughing so hard at me. I glare and throw the watering can at him. He dodges right at time.
"Are you trying to kill me?!" He gapes at me.
"Yes." I glare at him.
"Why?"
"You're annoying."
"Well, you're. . .mean." He turns away childishly.
". . .mean?" I stare at him dumbfounded.
"Yes. Mean."
"Seriously? That's all you've got?"
"Yes."
"I just kicked you in the balls and threw a watering can at you! And all you've got is. . .is 'mean?!'"
"And you're seriously getting mad because I'm not insulting you harshly?"
"Ye- wait. . .wha-?!" I stutter.
"Aha Rima, Rima, Rima. . ." He chuckles.
"Don't do that stupid 'Rima, Rima, Rima' thing!"
"Fine."
"Fine!"
"Okay.
"Okay!"
". . . ."
"Ugh."
I walk pass him and pick up the watering can I threw at him. He gets his and starts watering.
"Sooooooo Rima-chan." He says slowly.
"It's Mashiro-san! And what?" I glare at him.
". . .Nothing." He smiles.
"I hate you." I glare at him.
"I hate you too." He smirks.