Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN SKET DANCE
Hey guys~! Skye is back! The long awaited sequel of Forced is here! I am personally proud of Forced, it being my first completed story and all. Anyway, thank you for all you loyal readers! Luv u! So the poll is closed. Himeko is-spoiler alert!-nah. You'll find out soon anyway. And this chappy has a pov change. So here ya go~!
Because I Love You, sequel of Forced
"Who are you?" The young blonde asked the young boy. Her bed of white sheets was messy. It was as if no one ever cleaned it. The boy widened his eyes in shock as weird desperate noises came out of his mouth.
The girl tilted her head innocently as she tried to figure out what Bossun was saying. It was hard, since all he said was "Huh...? Umh... Wha-? Hr..."
"I'm Bossun." The words finally made it's way out of his mouth. Bossun tried to search for any hint on Himeko's eyes for her to be lying but found none. "Don't you remember me?" He whispered. The clock's ticking seemed to be very loud for the two teens as they both tried to figure out was going on.
"I... Don't remember anything." Himeko informed. She shut her eyes and held her head, trying to remember. She let out a big yell before the doctor said "Now, now, don't push yourself, young lady. Go back to bed." The doctor said.
Himeko laid down at the not-so comfortable bed and without thinking about the "stranger", she slept soundlessly. Bossun walked put of the room and punched the wall beside him. "Damn it."
"Damn it!" Bossun stared at the view in front of him. It was a nice hospital by the mountains. The air was cool, unlike in the cities. He got tricked by his admirer's friend, saw the love of his life nearly died and when they already confessed she forgot all about it. What was wrong with his luck?
Switch somehow already knew all about it and was on his way there, but Bossun couldn't care less. He ran his fingers smoothly trough his hair and sighed.
"Yo." came Switch's robot voice. Bossun didn't bother to turn around, knowing it was Switch. He didn't even answer. He just wanted to be alone. "Go away." He barked.
"Well, I passed the doctor on the way here. He has some... Very interesting news." Switch informed. Bossun rolled his eyes. If Himeko couldn't remember him, anything'd be pointless. "Shut up. Nothing is interesting. Not if she can't remember anything." Bossun huffed.
"Well actually, then, this one is interesting." Switch silently smirked. Bossun's didn't remove from his place. "Himeko remembered who she is." Switch typed slowly. Bossun's eyes widened and he quickly turned around. "Well then, what are you waiting for?! Let's go!" Bossun said as he ran towards the hospital.
"No, you idiot!" Switch stayed at his place. Bossun stopped running, the smile still visible. "What do you mean? Let's meet her! Let's... Let's meet her!" presisted Bossun. He was still smiling even though he knew exactly what was going on. He didn't wanna accept fate. So he presisted. And presisted. And presisted. But Switch knew exactly how much hurt that smile contained.
"Bossun..." Switch started. He didn't exactly know what to do. He was furious, and sad at the same time.
"Himeko forgot about Sket Dance."
His voice kept ringing on Bossun's ear. "Switch, you idiot! That... That can't be true! Himeko will... Himeko will never forget about Sket Dance!"
"Well, you were never one that believes the truth."
"I-It's not true.." Bossun started slowly. "IT'S NOT FUCKING TRUE, I TELL YOU! AND I'LL PROVE IT!" Without waiting for a respond, Bossun ran to Himeko's room. He didn't open the door, though. He listened to her soft breathings and decided it was OK for him to enter.
BOSSUN'S POV
"Hello." I entered and gladly breathed when I saw Himeko's calm sleeping face. I saw her bed and a million flashbacks entered my mind. About Masked Man, Saaya and of course Himeko. Saaya. What would I do to her? Just go and break up? I know it would hurt her, and I don't want to hurt my friends.
Himeko slowly opened her eyes and gazed at the room she was in. She looked a little confused at first, but then her eyes widened and she suddenly paused. I smiled a little too wide and grabbed her hand. "Himeko! Y-you're awake!"
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"The hell-?! Go away, you little guy who knows nothing!"
"D-don't you remember? It's me, Bossun! I'm your friend!"
"Go away! Someone like you? My friend? Don't make me laugh!"
Himeko...
"D-Do you like poppman?"
"Shaddup."
"Stop staring, dumbass!"
Himeko...
"You little red horned catterpiller!"
Don't tell me you don't remember.
"No way! I wanna come too!"
Don't. After all we've been trough.
"Thank you."
"I always... loved you, you know... Always."
"Bossun... Be happy with Saaya."
"No! Remember me! I'm Bossun! Bossun, remember? I'm Bossun!" I persisted as tears fell slowly without me allowing. Bullshit. Himeko forgetting me is complete bullshit.
"The fuck-?! Shut up! I don't need any friends, and definitley not someone like you!" Himeko flinched. Her eyes wasn't angry though. It was... Empty. Like how it was the first time we met. But it's different now. I know her, she knew me. I love her, she loved me. But she forgot about it all. The laugh, smiles and tears we shared. She forgot all of it. Now, I'm just some stranger to her.
So how was it? I hope it's good enough, for a prolouge. Please, please, please review and tell me what you think!
Signed,
Skye