Destroyer: GUYS IT HAS BEEN SO LONG BUT NO I KNOW NO ONE MISSED ME BUT I HOPE SOMEONE... AT LEAST SOMEONE... COME ON PLEASE IM USING CAPS LOCK HERE... AT LEAST SOMEONE SHOULD REMEMBER THAT I PROMISED THAT I WILL REVISE THE "LOVE POTION" STORY OF MINE. NOTHING WILL CHANGE, JUST THE POVS COZ SOME SHOULD REMEMBER THAT THE LOVE POTION IS IN FIRST PERSON SO PLEASE IF SOMEONE REMEMBER PLEASE RESPOND IM SO DESPERATE IM USING CAPS LOCK THAT I HATE SO MUCH OH MY GOSH THIS STATEMENT IS LACKING OF COMMAS BUT I DONT CARE OMG IT HURTS MY EYES im going to stop using caps lock.
IT WAS MY FIRST... NO SECOND STORY BECAUSE THE FIRST STORY I PUBLISHED WAS "REVENGE IS SWEET" WHICH I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE FUCK IS ABOUT I JUST KNOW THAT ITS SHIT but hey i told that im going to stop using caps lock. I deleted that story. Wahahahaha. I feel pathetic.
But now here's the revised version please notice oh come on please. Its been like... More than a year whatsoever.
The sun was shining, the clouds were contrasting the blue sky, the birds were harmoniously chirping, the sound of the leaves brushing with each other complemented the harmonious chirping of the birds, and the curses of a certain teal haired boy ruined the great atmosphere.
"I'll bash you if you don't get away from him..." mumbled the boy while gripping his cellphone so hard it almost broke. It's a good thing that it's a nokia. "I... Need to get pictures... Of him..."
Fran, a certain teal haired bishounen was doing his daily routine; he's stalking his crush. This tealette is no normal freshman. His determination of getting pictures of his crush was definitely out of ordinary. But he's only to that extent, he cannot clearly confess.
Fran glanced at the direction of his crush and started to creepily analyze the date he has gathered since the start of the school, 'Rokudo Mukuro. Age 17, height is 177.5 centimetre, weighs 62 kilograms, blood type is AB, has a rare case of heterochromia but it just makes him so cool, has pineapple hair but it makes him look mysteriously sexy, and the cool expression he makes is the best. His laugh 'kufufufu' seems like a mystery and i haven't researched on that...' he then sighed as he looked back on the book he has no intention of reading, he just uses it to cover his phone.
He looked at the black screen of his phone and used it as a mirror, "fucking emotionless bastard..." he mumbled discreetly. He is not normal. Besides the determination to stalk his crush, his features and characteristics were not of a normal person. He doesn't show emotions, not like he can. He is not used on expressing what he feels. Sometimes, he will try to smile but it just looks like he was going to murder anyone that crossed his peripheral vision. Other than that, he cannot feel normal pain. The normal pain a person gets is nothing to him. And the pain that a person feels when he/she was beheaded was just his normal pain. He kept it hidden that is why he has been a loner since then. He doesn't want anyone to find that he cannot show emotions because, probably and because of human stupidity, they will probably make him smile or get angry, or cry. Either does he want to have SOMEONE stabbing him or cutting him to prove that he cannot feel normal pain. He cannot feel normal pain but it's a pain in the ass to hide the wounds. His wounds last longer than normal and it would be a pain to deal with curious glances and worried questions like; "omg! What happened to you? Omg why why..." oh how he hate those.
One other thing that he at least considered normal was he being anti-social. He cannot speak when others are talking to him. He gets all weird and scared and he just goes home. He cannot express his self, he cannot tell people to get the fuck away from him nor he cannot tell that he loves them.
And that's what was hindering Fran. His determination was as solid as a concrete barrier but he cannot express it.
He tried once but...
it was a breezy afternoon in september...
"m-m-m-m-m-m-m-mm-mm-mm-mm-m (26 m-s later...) mukuro-senpai!-" fran called out, finally managing to get out of the "m" phase.
The older male stopped on his tracks and turned in the most fabulous way Fran have ever seen in his life. It's like everything was in slow motion...everything was-
Fran's daydreaming was cut off when mukuro spoke, "kufufufu~ what is it, freshman?"
Fran looked at his crush with an emotionless face, but deep inside, he was blushing madly. "do you have a minute?" he asked.
The older male smiled at him, which made Fran's internal blush be red even more, "sure."
Then, they walked their path towards the rooftop.
"senpai." Fran called out monotonously, which was unexpected because he was really nervous inside. His social anxiety is attacking and at this moment, he is wishing to go home and curve in a ball.
The other smiled and walked closely to Fran, "kufufufu~ aren't you... Going to confess, little one?" he asked as he patted Fran's head.
'omg! He's touching me! I know what's next! Omg, Fran! Get ready for marriage.' were his inside thoughts, which showed no effects on his outer form. "little one?" he asked, finding the nickname rather...offensive. But that doesn't matter...
Mukuro ruffled Fran's hair enough to make it disheveled, "kufufufu~ your height is probably 154 centimetres, which is below average... And i find it cute. Kufufufufu~" he then laughed and ruffled Fran's hair more.
'omg he said cute! Yes, i do... I do!' Fran thought as he blushed internally as his systolic heartbeat rose. He isn't doing anything so why does his systolic heartbeat rose? Well... Maybe its loooooove.
"well? Aren't you going to confess?" mukuro asked.
Fran got shocked by the sudden unwanted tension that was built up in his body. 'come on... 'Just say i want to go out with you and if you have some interest in Pokemon then let's be a Pokemon master together'' he chanted in his mind to memorize it.
Then, Fran once again looked at him in the eyes and without further ado, he bravely said, "I want to go out and be a Pokemon trainer and i want you to be my master because its interesting."
[crickets]
'fuck' fran shouted as he internally loaded a gun and shot his head. He just wanted the ground to eat him up. No, that won't suffice. He wanted to just fade away at this moment and erase mukuro's memories so he wont be this embarrassed.
Mukuro's face was astonished at first but it developed to be an interested one. "kufufufu~ it sounds fun. You really interest me." he said while holding back a fit of laughter. "well, from now on, call me master and i will continue calling you little one."
Fran didn't know what he should be doing as of this moment. The words mukuro spat out were... Were embarrassing him. But at least they've developed some kind of name-giving and it feels that they're a couple.
More like a puppy and a master- relationship
But he cannot take it anymore and he cannot control his social anxiety. He dashed out of the rooftop in a speed of light before mukuro could even remember his face.
And that's why Fran gave up on confessing.
Fran sighed as he remembered that horrible memory. He face-desk'ed and grunted internally.
He noticed heard the chairs clanging to each other and noticed that it was five in the afternoon and his 'daily-stalking routine' is finished. He needs to go home or his ass will get beaten by a riding crap by his sister.
Somehow, the halls of their school seemed undeniably creepy. It seems out of ordinary.
He noticed some strange aura from a big oak door that without a doubt, he have never seen before.
He opened it and noticed that it was just an empty storage something whatfuck he doesn't care he needs to go home right now. So, he turned on his heels and proceeded to head out for the door... Until...
"Welcome to the cervello club, how we may help you?" said the voice.
Or voices?
He cannot recognize for it was very faint and somehow robotic. He heard some footsteps... Two or four... He doesn't know...
He turned around and saw two pink-haired girls which is like twins. He cannot classify whether they're humans or robots but their eyes were covered by masks so he cannot tell if what their intentions were.
He cannot speak... His social anxiety was attacking. One person is difficult to communicate to, but two identical people? Heh, not much. He wanted to run away and go home.
"welcome to the cervello club, how we may help you?" the girls said in sync. They were so in sync that Fran cannot tell whether only one is speaking or the both of them.
'w-wait... Cervello club?' he thought for a moment before he asked the pink-haired women, "cervello club? Never heard that before." he informed them.
"we make wishes to come true." responded the girls. "in love, that is."
Fran was taken aback by that. He did not expect that such coub exists. But no, he wouldn't be fooled by this. Maybe they're just scammers or whatfuck you call that.
"interesting. How would you even do that?" he asked. It was not the one he wanted to say. He just wanted to say 'i dont care about that i want to go home.'
The twin looked at each other and they both said, "through potions."
"let me try that." Fran said shamelessly as if he's dealing with a drug dealer. But internally, what he wanted to do was cry... And go home. But his outer body isn't listening. And this is the effect of his social anxiety.
The two looked at each other and grabbed a weird-looking bottle with pink substance out of thin air. They handed it to Fran and fran accepted it without further ado.
"instructions?" fran asked, his cool demeanor not fading away. But his internal body is complaining. His inner body cannot take this humiliation anymore and... And... Its too embarrassing to ask for a love potion its like he's being fucking pathetic. Well,he is pathetic
The pink-haired girl number one stepped closer to Fran and explained, "it doesn't taste anything, its just like water. Therefore, you can put it into beverages or food."
Then, the pink-haired girl number two stepped closer, "a tiny drop of this has the same effect. Be extremely cautious when using this and make sure no one will share this other than your target."
"and make sure you are the first person your target will see if he/she woke up. If you fail to do it and he/she saw another person, then that person will be the one he/she love."
"the effects will be gone after 7 days. Make sure to enjoy those days."
"heh... Its not forever, eh?" fran teased.
The both of them answered in sync, "in this current time, nothing is forever. Everything has an expiration date."
Fran smiled internally and externally, thought the external was more likely of a murderer. Wow. He did not expect his outer and inner body to do the same thing. Maybe this potion is practical... They didn't mention any side-effects.
"oh, one more thing." the one pink-haired girl called. "if the potion has exceeded the expiration date, then it would be the opposite effect. The expiry date label is on the bottom of the bottle."
Fran looked at the bottom of the bottle to confirm, 'eh? Tomorrow?! So fast!' was his internal body said. But his outer body did not say anything at all. It just turned his heels to leave.
Just how will he execute the plan tomorrow?
つづく
Oh good old days when this was in Fran's POV. I actually added some scenes but not that much.
Good old days when this chapter and the next chapter are combined.
Dwww.
Im sorry to those who actually remembered this. Its not exactly the same as the first one. I've lost the copy of it. Damn fan fiction because the documents only lasts 90 days!
Its a good thing i remembered this cause it was totally out of my mind. I still remembered the exact scenes but i decided to change it. A bit.
I remember... The opening... No..l kind of middle... Was "my hair is teal so as my eyes... Lalala -describes self- see? Im not normal." "-describes mukuro- his laugh is creepy and also his hairstyle. So why am i in love with him? I dont know. I told you, i am not normal."
I think it got longer because its from tpov?
I remember some reviewers so dont forget to review if you still remember this! Huehuehue. Its not that much anyway. I got 7 reviews so its natural, for a first-time review receiver, to remember those... THOSE!
Just kidding... I dont.
I remember the last review which says that my story is reportable cause the latest update of it was an author's notes. And i messaged her and said 'its okay... Im gonna erase it anyway'
Wow. At least i remembered.
Oh and the "revenge is sweet" thingy...
Its complete fucked up story. Dont try to further it even more. Its nonsense.
Fran maid costume fran sailor costume bel aroused then love letter yadayada those days of me being in a gay zone.
GUYS DONT YOU REMEMBER THIS?! MY NAME WHEN I WROTE THIS WAS XXDESTROYERXX
:'(