Hello again! Kian back, with chapter two to Something... More? Now, while writing the second chapter, the story kinda evolved. I'm my fellow writers out there know how some times a fic gets bad and decides to change it's self, well, this is one of those stories.
Thank you to the people who took the time to review ant give me advice and hints on how I can improve my writing. Oh, and a p.s., the story accidentally got deleted, but I re-posted the first chapter, so I think all is well.
I'm sure you're tired of reading what I have to say, so I'm gonna cut to the chase. Without further adieu, here's Chapter Two!
Yosuke was sitting on his bed, looking down at his phone. He was debating with himself about whether to call Souji or not. The two hadn't spoken in two whole days. Why hadn't Souji called? Why hadn't he called Souji? He tugged at his hair in confusion and frustration, then fell back onto his bed.
xXx
Souji looked at his phone. Not one call or email from Yosuke. He sighed and placed it on his table, and lazed on his futon. He hadn't expected that Yosuke would return his feelings. In fact, he was suprized that Yosuke didn't hut him or something, or call him out. But what he didn't do was worse than what he could have ever done.
Souji then stood up and looked out his window, squinting it the light of the setting sun, in the direction he use to see Yosuke walk when he would come over to hang out. He was going to miss his friend. He smiled as he looked back on the early days of their friendship, back before his crush developed. He stopped at that thought.
How exactly had this little one sided feeling come into fruition? He decided that the best place to find that answer was to go back to the beginning, to his first day in Inaba. He sat down on his couch, and closed his eyes. He was in for a long night.
xXx
Souji trudged along the road, heading to school for the first time. He had just moved to Inaba, a small rural town, to live with his uncle and cousin for a year while his parents were working overseas. He was headed for Yasogami High when he had to jump aside in alarm as he heard a shouted warning, then watched as a young man wearing the same school uniform careened past him on a bike.
Souji observed in mild amusement as the wild haired brunet wrecked haphazardly into a row of garbage cans. He stood silently as the boy clawed his way out, picking up his bike with a mumbled curse. Slowly, the boy's warm brown eyes turned toward Souji. He scratched the back of his head as a grin spread across his face. "Aheheh...don't tell anybody you saw that, 'kay?" He winked quickly at Souji, then propped the bike up against his body momentarily as he pulled his headphones over his ears. As soon as they were in place, he hopped on the bike and pedaled off for school, the battered vehicle squeaking and clattering as he disappeared from sight.
"That was... amusing..." Souji said to himself as he continued to walk up the road towards the school.
xXx
Souji walked into his new homeroom and was slightly surprised to see the brunet from that morning sitting behind the only vacant room in the class. He moved toward the seat when the teacher, Mr. Morooka, began to bark at him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, brat? You're not in this class, so scram!" Mr. Morooka yelled, pointing at the door.
"Um, sir, I'm the new student, form the city." Souji said, handing the frustrated teacher a piece of paper that would explain the situation. Mr. Morooka snatched the paper out of his hands and scanned it, then let out a growl of frustration.
"i guess things add up here. Damn, what was the principal thinking, butting another trouble making city kid in my class." Mr. Morooka said more to himself than to Souji, but he still waited there, not wanting to get on his homeroom teacher's bad side by walking away from him if he wasn't finished. Mr. Morooka just glared down at the teen. "Well, what are you still doing here? You know how to find a seat, don't ya?" He asked in a furious tone.
'Hai Sensei." Souji said before bowing and rushing to his seat, pretending to ignore the rude remark that Mr. Morooka had said under his breath, which sounded suspiciously like "Kiss ass". He gave a small smile to the brunet before setting his bag down and taking his seat. Souji felt a tap on his shoulder, and turned around to look at the brunet.
"Hey, remember me from this morning?" The other teen asked, smiling at Souji.
"Kinda hard not to, considering you almost killed me." Souji replied in a playing voice, smiling in return.
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that, I just lost control of my bike. Anyway, the name's Yosuke Hanamura, also know as the Prince of Junes." The teen introduced himself, offering a hand shake, which Souji accepted.
"Souji Seta, nice to meet you." Souji said, releasing Yosuke's hand. The two talked for a a few minutes before the bell wrung, and Mr. Morooka barked a silence at the class.
Souji had always been good with math, just never when the teacher seamed to shove the material down his neck. He was relieved when Mr. Morooka wrote three problems down on the board, telling the class that they were due when the bell wrung. Souji turned in his seat, and had to stifle a laugh.
Yosuke had fallen asleep on his desk, a small puddle of drool had formed around his mouth, suggesting he had been that way almost all of the class. Souji gave his arm a gentile nudge, and Yosuke jumped up, and looked around, then smiled ad Souji.
"I fell asleep, didn't I?" Yosuke asked, looking rather sheepish, rubbing the back of his head.
"Oh yeah, and you're got a little something..." Souji said, pointing at Yosuke's face. The brunet quickly wiped the small amount of drool off of his mouth, and then smiled again, a slight blush forming his cheeks.
"Thanks dude." Yosuke said, looking up at the board. His face paled a little when he looked at the problems.
"Would you like a little help?" Souji asked, reaching back to his desk to grab his notes.
"Oh man, you're life saver!" Yosuke said, a huge grin spread accost his face.
"Don't mention it, what are friends for, right?" Souji asked, turning around in his chair. Yosuke lookie questioningly at him. "What?" the silver hared teen asked, confused.
"You want to be friends, with me?" Yosuke asked, tiling his head slightly.
"Yell, yeah. You seem like a cool person, that is when you're not on a bike." Souji and Yosuke laughed out together, causing Mr. Morooka to yell at them, but they didn't care, because they had both made their fires new friends.
xXx
Souji laughed to himself. He looked out the window to see the moon had already risen, and looked at his phone once more. A single tear formed in his eye when his phone was still void of any attempt at contact from Yosuke. He pulled his legs up close to his stomach, and hugged them, wondering what to do.
"Maybe I wasn't meant to fall in love..." He thought out loud. Seconds turned into minutes with nothing to answer him but the soft pitter pattering sound the rain was starting to make on the windows. He sighed and purred his head into his knees.
Jinnng-Jinnng!
Souji's heart nearly jumped out of his chest, and he dove for the phone. Only to see it was only Chie sending him some stupid forward. He grumbled a curse and deleted it without even opening it, and placed the phone back down on the desk with a larger than needed amount of force. He laughed at how immature he was being.
"I'll bet that Yosuke would freak if he saw me act that way." Souji laughed a little to himself, then the realization of what he had just said dawned on him. His chest began to hurt, and he felt as if he was going to burst into tears at any moment. He set himself down on the futon, and curled into a little ball, eventually giving up trying to fight back the tears that were going to flow, no matter what he tried to do to stop them.
xXx
Jinnng-Jinnng!
Yosuke opened his phone to read the reply that Chie had send him.
I sent that message you wanted to him, I hope everything works out for you two.
All Yosuke could do now was wait for Souji to read Chie's message, then maybe Souji would call him, or even email him. Something was better than nothing. Yosuke placed his hand to his lips for the nth time in two days. He could still feel Souji's lips against hid own, and he longed for that feeling... he had ever sense that day... it seamed so long ago, but at the same time, so close.
He sighed, and decided to wait a little while for Souji to respond before he would go to bed. Eventually his mind started to wonder... back to that day...
/chap 2
Yeah, I know, a cliffy. He he he... yeah, the ending was a little emoish, but the next few chapters are gonna seam that way, so bear with me, please? Anyway, I'll try to get the next chapter out in the next few days. Tell then!
-Kian