Of Geese and Their Bumps
"She said she feels goosebumps around you." "Which one, the I-feel-really-cold ones, or the oh-crap-there's-a-horror-movie-villian-with-a-ski-mask-behind-me-with-a-knife ones?" In which Natsume and Hotaru discuss a certain airhead. Written almost entirely in dialogue.
Disclaimer: Same old, same old.
Author's Note: Andi, this is for you.
I'm so sorry that it's a tad bit strange, though. :P I'm so damn tired. T.T (Which is partly the reason why it is written in almost complete dialogue)
Another friend of mine, Bella, told me to take over her story since she wasn't getting inspired, so… yes. This is it.
I have realized that NOT A SINGLE PERSON has written an all-dialogue (or almost all-dialogue) story on GA. So… I wrote this. I wrote three or four crappy pieces that I'm thinking of keeping to myself to sulk about, and I won't be posting anymore stories for a while.
MAY IS ALMOST OVER AND IF YOU HAVEN'T POSTED ON MAY MADNESS, YOU SHALL BE FROWNED UPON.
"Good evening, Hyuuga. I have something to discuss with you."
"…It's three in the afternoon, Imai."
"Well? Are you free or not?"
"Just make it quick."
"Look, Hyuuga, I know."
"…know what?"
"Well, that you fancy my best friend. And I'll give her to you, for fifty thousand rabbits."
"Since when were you her owner?"
"Since she gave up her rights to me last week after she lost a game of Scrabble. Silly girl, she shouldn't have ever tried to win against me."
"You're pure evil."
"So I'm told. But the true villain here, Hyuuga, is you."
"What? How the hell am I evil?"
"You're evil for making the idiot wait for you for so long. Can't you see she's frustrated?"
"She doesn't like me, Imai."
"Well, she said she feels goosebumps around you."
"What?"
"I said-"
"I know what you said. But it doesn't prove shit."
"Hyuuga, I'd much rather you not use that kind of language around me. And yes it does. When a girl feels goosebumps-"
"Imai, there are different types of goosebumps. Which one did she have, the I-feel-really-cold ones, or the oh-crap-there's-a-horror-movie-villian-with-a-ski-mask-behind-me-with-a-knife ones?"
"I think it's the oh-crap-I'm-in-love-with-a-perverted-jerk-but-I'm-so-much-better-than-him one."
"Sorry. That's not on the list."
"Why are you being such a naïve baby about this, anyways? In accordance to the way you're acting, I'm permitted to call you a Nogi."
"…And that's a bad thing?"
"Hyuuga. Look it up. Nogi is a term recently defined in the dictionaries as the synonym for homosexual."
"Stop the insults about Ruka. He's my best friend."
"And if the term 'best friend' can be used so easily, shouldn't it be just as easy to confess to her?"
"Did I ever say that I liked her?"
"Did you ever say that you didn't?"
"Fine. Whatever. If it's going to get you off my back."
"So you like her?"
"…Yeah. Of course I do. Now, will you leave me alone?"
"That's all I needed."
She smirked. As she walked away in pure silence, she turned off her voice recorder and started writing on a post-it note:
To Mikan,
From your dear lover, Natsume.
And she slipped it into her best friend's bag.
"Oh my. That idiot actually looks decent with a wedding dress on. See, Hyuuga, what would you do without me around?"
"Alright. Maybe you're right."
"Oh, by the way, though I doubt there are only two types of goosebumps, if I had to choose, I'm thinking that she felt the latter."
"Fuck you, Imai."