Chapter one ==

You think on some retrospect, that every person on the god damn planet should watch the musical rent. Not because of the music, because some of it's actual shit—some has it's time where it's pretty catchy. But the storyline. It just catches you. Mostly because you have Luekemia, and you know how they all feel. You have a certain time left to live—mostly because the cancer is progressed so far you didn't know you had it. There's a slim chance you will live.

Well, as Angel dies, you cry. You feel bad for his boyfriend—how could he live with that? So much pain..You suddenly wonder what Nepeta, Terezi, and Gamzee would go through. You dont want to die anymore. You dont want to commit suicide over hearing this over-bearing news. Sollux has also told you it's kind of "selfith", too. (you asked him what he thought of suicide. He didn't ask why you asked the question.)

Well, thinking back to rent, you're still laying in your bed, half-awake. So much heartbreak in the mov—A ringing noise interupts your line of thought, and you realize it's your alarm. You've been going back to school, so you usually wake up on your normal time of 6:00 every day, getting ready, walking to Gamzee's house, getting his ass up, then going to school. It's gonna be pretty routine for a while now.

Well, you get to school. You just walk to class with your bag on your shoulders,(which are hunched-forwards by the way, in a sort of depressive-manner.) and your walk is sort of slow, which pisses off some people. On the way to computer sciences, you stop at the breakfast bar and get some things that are low-fat and all that shit that you are supposed to eat opposed to poptarts. When you get there, you're done with your food, and you drop your things on the floor and pick a computer by the corner. It's your first day back, and you dont feel like being sociable. Lots of people have asked you were you've been, but you just shrugged them off with a "fuck off, none of your business, asshole." and slinked off. They looked at you oddly.

People just dont know what you're going through. But you dont care. No one really cares that you dont care. They want to make you care. But you cant, because you just dont give one ounce of fucks at the moment.

The class bell rings for the ten-minute warning. You're the only one there so far. Then sollux arrives, along with the girl,(who you swear to god is always drunk but never actually gets in trouble for it,) Roxy. Class passes by quickly. Not that you care. Soon it's lunch, and you just walk to your normal spot, ignoring all the comments you get. You dont feel like being sociable again. Not that you have at all since the morning, and that cant be reiterated enough.

You eat some small minor things, but you dont really feel up to eating at the moment. Suddenly, there's a disturbance in the force! Someone is audatious enough to sit next to you in your foul mood—oh, it's just lord lisp-a-lot, Sollux Captor. Okay, maybe that's not so bad. You don't talk to him right away, but ignore his presence and lay your head down on the cold table again. Sollux doesn't say anything for a while, but personally, you couldn't care less. It's only a matter of time before he says something. Which he does.

"Tho, I thee you're back." Wow, way to state the obvious, Sollux. You get a fucking A+++ for your obvious statement of the year.

A grunt in reply comes from you as you listen to him talk. It's actually kinda soothing to you—You're not sure why, but it is. It should be unnerving and annoying to you, much like Terezi's annoying as shit nasal-y voice.

"Need any help?"

"Nope."

"That ithn't what you're teacherth are thaying..They're all athking me to help you get back up to date on your clathwork."

"Well screw them, lord lisp-a-lot."

"Mean, kk. Mean." You snort in reply. This is so brand new information to you by now. And as usual, as he's about to say something, the bell rings, and you're on your way, acting like you dont even give one fuck about Captor. Captor can go fucking suck it for all you care.

The rest of the day passes by with ease—and hey, it's tuesday. Which means it's Game-club time. Do you feel like going to Games club today and risk seeing Captor?

You aren't exactly so sure, but you go anyway. Something inside you stirs, like a long-lost emotional friend you havn't seen in ages. It feels familiar, welcomed and…warm? What the hell is going on? Is this more cancer shit? Oh fuck no.

Sollux just noticed you. Shit, think of something Vantas! Think, think, think! You cant, because you just lost your shit looking at his bi-colored eyes—green and blue. It's really kind sexy—no, it is NOT sexy, Karkat! Shhh. You dont know what you're talking about.

Well, whatever. You're too busy playing bioshock and trying to kick another kid's ass at it, too. You're failing miserably though, because holy shit you've never been so fucking tired in your life! What is this? Stupid fatigue. Suddenly—there's a vibration in your pocket that scares the shit out of you and happens to make you proceed to flip the fuck of the handle like a graceful acrobat in a circus. (you will not admit that you are in anyway graceful.)

you check your pocket—your phone went off. It's a message from your dad, Kankri. He's telling you that you have to be back at the house so you can go to your treatment. You had no idea that John was reading the text from behind your shoulder, and he taps your arm so softly it scares you. He offers you a ride to your house, and you're quiet for a moment before nodding your head yes.

Your dad waits for you, and you nod to john, who backs out of the driveway and back to his house. On the way to your appointment for the treatment, you play on Nepeta's tablet. It can be amusing when you use the camera booth, and it certainly passes time and before you know it, oh look. There's the hospital again. Man, you are going to get so fucking sick of this place.

So Sollux decided to come over today, because it's a fucking Friday and he wants to spend the night with you. Since when did he get so cozy that he has the right to fucking want to spend the night with you? What did you do to deserve this?

Get Leukemia, that's what. Everyone fucking thinks you need company—but your just like everyone else. Normal. Except for that maybe not everyone has Leukemia…

Well, you let Sollux stay the night. You start spewing shit about everything and anything—that includes your sexuality.

"Well, I dont really care what fucking gender I do or dont do. It doesn't really matter."

"Tho you're panromantic?"

"Panro-what?"

"Panromantic. You dont give a shit about what gender you like thexually or romantically."

"Stop using big-words, fuck face." It gets quiet all of a sudden. Like he's pondering something. His next words make you choke on you're blizzard so hard it isn't even funny.

"Have you ever kithed a guy?"

Chapter two: "Karkat: freak the fuck out=="