**Important note!**:
I have seen things on wonderful artists pages ex: Blue Exorcist, that people have tried to comment rude things. Please dont. I mean no one stole anything its called FANART or FANFICTION for a reason. Get over it. If you dont like it why read/view? People base things all the time! AS LONG AS NO ONE CLAIMS ANYTHING THAT ISNT THEIRS, ITS FINE.
Just wanted to make that clear. Hence there is a particular idiot out there that disgrees on things simallar that I know of. I along with others, recommend you find elsewhere to ruin people's fun, and state false ideals.
Also,Artists do REQUESTS all the time, based on things that they know or dont know about at times. Again, IF someone CLAIMS they own things that arent theirs, then its a problem. Other than that, get over it. 'chill bro, strider's gonna stride.'
LOL, that said and done with 'kankri ranting'-. Here is a new story I came up with! Like I said, I want to stay away from smut for some time. I got the idea from a festival that went down years ago. This ALSO is a request.
Chapter One –Flush Crush
Karkat watched as John talked to Vriska.
He hated it, he hated it more than himself- fuck no wait he LOATHED IT, and he even had the urge to fill that particular quadrant, just to tear them apart. Karkat shook his head; hopefully he wouldn't have to, hopefully THEY WERENT TOGETHER. Hopefully John had no damn clue about troll culture still, decreasing his chance being Vriska's mat- he dared not to think of the last bit of that word, never will it happen.
John sighed as Vriska turned away to talk about something else.
Karkat froze when John's gaze landed on him, a soft smile graced his features.
He mouthed off 'Hey Karkat' before Karkat himself turned away quickly hiding a faint blush that started to grow.
"Hey John are you listening to me?"
Karkat grimaced and moved away from the area.
"Huh? Sorry Vriska.. I was distracted."
Vriska eyed him carefully, and slightly leaned over to see what he was staring at, or who to be exact.
She gave a bitter laugh as she watched Karkat's retreating form.
"Are you serioooooooous? You got distracted over him?"
John bit his lower lip and nodded his head.
"Uh.. yeah.. He was trying to tell me something?" John cursed slightly as his voice almost gave away his little lie. Truth was, he was trying to figure out what was wrong, he felt the troll eye him down to the point he could have put holes in him if he wanted to.
"Oh. Anyways, want to go to the festival tomorrow?" John perked up at that, he wanted to go to the annual festival, but never gotten to before.
"Sure!" John got up to leave, and hugged Vriska. He could have sworn he saw a blue blush dust her cheeks before going back to tormenting Tavros. Poor guy.
John laughed as he heard 'Mother fucker!' and her laughter fill the room, as he left.
Maybe Karkat wanted to go, but would Vriska even allow him to invite someone? Probably not, she kind of only asked him and no one else.
John reached Karkat's room door, before hearing a faint sound.
"I don't know…What if they are."
John pressed his ear to the door.
"KK, you don't need to worry about her, thheth not worth it. If you like thomeone enough you thould rethpect their being, maybe he doeth like you, jutht got to give it time."
John felt… not himself. Did Karkat find someone he liked? John felt both happy and a bit sad at the same time- wait why sad? He wasn't homosexual, Karkat was his best friend.
"The fuck Sollux, since when did you become the master of romance? Oh wait; you have Eridan and two girls on your arm."
Sollux's laughter could be heard.
"Actually Fef ith more of a morial now…and AA liketh thomeone elthe."
John remembered when Sollux had lost that one girl to that sweaty guy, John felt so sorry for him, he felt even sadder when the last one, Feferi had declared she wasn't no longer interested in him like that, and wanted to be friends. Karkat had been there that day; they had one of their moments where they were locked in a room for hours.
Maybe it was another 'jam session'?
John refused to acknowledge he followed Karkat, he just happened to run into him- he just knew things, its not like he was attached to Karkat!
"Silly..."
He laughed at that, and quickly covered his mouth.
Fuck.
"You hear thomething?"
"It's probably nothing."
John heard shuffling and quickly turned on his heel and ran to the nearest room.
"That was close."
John leaned against the closed door and looked up when he heard a faint 'ahem'.
Jade… and Dave?
"Yo what's up?"
John didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Dave in all his ironic glory was standing there posing, for Jade's and Kanaya's new fashion technique.
"Greetings John, how are you today?"
"UH.. pffft, haha fine just fine, even better now that I seen Dave like this!"
Dave glared, he had no shades on so the intense red glare made John jump slightly.
"Oh this? We are making clothes for the festival! Kanaya asked me to help, and of course Dave had nothing else to do, so he's the model!"
Dave groaned.
"Come on Dave, ahaha you make a good model! You can make all the ladies and guys' legs go weak with passion."
Dave smirked and posed.
"You bet Egderp."
The girls started laughing as he strutted across the room, he cursed when he heard a tearing sound.
"Fuck.."
Kanaya sighed as she urged Dave back onto the platform.
"It still needs work…" Jade sighed too, as she looked over the dress. Jade perked up once remembering how John got in there.
"John why are you in here in the first place?"
"I… uh…"
"He was admiring Vantas's ASS."
John quickly looked for something to shut Dave up, he resulting in a pillow. John threw it only for it to be caught and thrown the other direction.
"Do not! And I was trying to see what was wrong with him, that's all, but Sollux and he were talking and.. I just.. left…"
"You were ease dropping?" Kanaya raised a brow.
"Uh n-no!"
Jade giggled.
"It's alright John, we understand your looking out for your 'friend', anyway, you should go, before we dress you up too!"
John took that chance to leave, saying his goodbyes and laughing at a begging Dave, to take him out of his misery.
The festival was tomorrow, and John couldn't wait for it, he also couldn't wait to ask Karkat about the matter earlier. John couldn't help it, but he couldn't force Karkat from his thoughts, something irked him about it.
That is chapter one. I have written the rest of the following/or in progress. Let me know if I should continue.
Preview of next chapter:
Karkat had always hated taking pictures.
"Hey Karkat!" The said troll looked up in time to meet the flash of a camera, cursing loudly he rubbed his eyes and stumbled over. Terezi who was beside him started cackling.
"Yo TZ babe!" Terezi looked in Dave's direction and waved her cane, hitting Karkat back down to the ground.
"FUCK!"
"Hehe oops, sorry Karkles!"
Oh Karkat.. wait until Terezi gets ahold of something else. Please excuse any grammar issues, if there is any, this was a bit rushed as the idea just poped up.