Dragon: Hi again! We were at the beach, so we didn't have the connections to update.
Wonnykins: And boy have I been updating! …as far as pencil, paper writing goes, anyway, Nya.
Satoshi: What a vacation….
Shigeru: Well, since no ones paying any attention to the story, I'll, again, read off the disclaimer and warnings:
Wonnykins and Dragon do not own Satoshi, in all his fluffy haired cuteness, or me, with my ultimate sexiness. They do not own Pokemon, either, so if you try to sue them, they will laugh at your stupidity and your inability and/or your incapability to read their warnings. This is a Yaoi, so, for crying out eff-ing loud, if you can't take it, think it's gross, or just are stupid, don't read it. You will be disgusted and/or mad. This fanfiction contains torture, rape, angst, darkness, despair, tradgedy, woe, the death of an unborn baby, and you get the picture.
Dragon: … and everything I love in a fanfic, in short!
Shigeru: (luckily, It's Satoshi trapped in this situation, not me!)
One more thing, you are allowed to flame Wonnykins, but she will read them for the entertainment, and she will laugh.
Wonnykins: I will use your flames to toast my marshmallows, Nya! Mmmm, …. S'mores, Nya…
Satoshi: Well, on with the sadness!
HopelessnessChapter 2: Love
-End Flashback-
I sigh. I had been used as a sex toy again. It wasn't what I wanted. But that's what I had been brought here for: To be a sex slave.
I'm still feeling kind of sick, so I don't eat right away when someone shoves food through the door. My stomach groans in protest, but there isn't a point in eating if you feel like it's not going to stay down. That's pretty much how I felt when Shigeru and I sat down to talk the night before I was kidnapped…
-Flashback- (note: this is a pretty long flashback, so it will be most of this chapter, sry!)
" So, what did you want, Jarri-boi?"
I bit my lip as Shigeru sneered at me. Both of us had wandered over to his suite after supper to talk in private, as I had requested. I hadn't expected him to actually agree to this, so I was surprised. Yes, Shigeru had a suite. Even though we both traveled the same roads, he had always preferred the high life. Typical Shigeru…
I didn't speak; partly because I was really nervous, and it was making me sick to my stomach; partly because Shigeru looked like he wasn't done teasing me at the moment. Actually, he was really impatient.
" Come on, I don't have all night, you know…"
I sighed. "You're right. I'm sorry."
He raised an eyebrow, surprised and suspicious. I don't, and didn't, blame him; it was unlike me to say he was right about anything, at the time. We both knew it.
I held my breath, waiting for him to say something. When he didn't, I knew I didn't have a choice but to get on with it.
I swallowed. " Shigeru, um, … what I wanted to talk to you about, … it's kinda hard for me to say, but,… and I haven't told anyone else…". Rambling, that's all I was accomplishing. But, despite his supposed ego, Shigeru was serious and listening in a split second.
Again, I swallowed. His serious stare was giving me the creeps. I wanted to look away. Perhaps he knew, because, in the softest, most caring voice I'd ever heard from him, he said:
" Go ahead, Satoshi-san. If you don't want me to tell, I won't."
It was really quite comforting.
"Well, ", I continued shakily, " I guess, … well you and I don't get along well, do we? (Lame, I know)." He nodded simply and I went on, " Well, … even so, … Shigeru, despite what I've said and done, I, … I really don't hate you as much as I'd like to pretend I do; how much you think I do." I paused, letting him grasp this. " Actually, to come clean about it, I really don't hate you at all. In fact, I sorta…"
Another pause. Could I really tell him?
He waited.
"…sorta what?" He finally asked.
I gulped. Looking him in the eye, I finished what I had started.
"I even, … like you. Maybe, maybe more then that…"
As I blurted out what I had been worried forever about, I looked away. My face was as red as the old cap I used to wear. I was still feeling sick. 'What will he say? ', I wondered, terrified.
Nothing at first.
After a few minutes, I gave up hope for a response and spoke again:
" I should go…"
As I got to my feet, Shigeru reached over and grabbed my wrist.
"Wait, I'm a little confused."
I sighed. He motioned for me to sit next to him. I did so.
We sat there for a while. He finally asked: "When you say that you like me, like what you said, … do you mean, … love?" I blushed a little more and tried to turn away, but Shigeru reached out a finger and turned me back to face him. " Look at me, or I won't believe anything you say next. You were telling the truth earlier; I could tell. But about which? Look me in the eye and answer me: Do you love me? I won't tell a soul what you say."
It was my turn to be suspicious. " Why wouldn't you?" He looked confused, so I felt it fit to explain. "You're Shigeru Ookido! The one who jeers at me, teases me, calls me a looser, and kicks me around! How can I trust you? You're just now going to keep my secrets, listen to what I have to say, and be generally nice!-"
"Satoshi…"
"Always putting my nose in the dirt…"
"Satoshi."
"And then there was the one time you called my dad a-"
" SATOSHI!"
I stopped. Swallowing, I blushed, hanging my head. " I'm sorry, I got carried away…" He pressed a finger to my lips. "Will you shush for a moment, Satoshi! Give me a minute and you'll have your questions answered." He took a deep breath. " Look, I know that I have not been a good guy to you, but…" He paused, huffing, " Look, I don't mean to sound pig-headed, but this deals with me, and I think you can agree with me that it is my business. And, between you and me…"
He smiled warmly. Not a sneer. It really looked nice on him. "… I can see knowing it upsets you. I know I'm not the type of person to really care about something like that, but I do." He hesitated…
…and brushed my hair out of my face. I gave him an appreciative look. He lost the smile, looking serious and, … worried? I was confused. But I didn't have time to dawdle on it. He reached over and took my face in his hands. Trapped within his soft but firm grip, I had no choice but to stare into his gorgeous eyes. I'd always liked them; emerald green and full of mystery.
He spoke calmly, but with a sense that he ment every word. "Satoshi, please, I fucking begging you; answer me: Do you or do you not love me?"
I choked up. " I, … I, …"
Wonnykins: Beware the Cliffhanger, Nya!
Satoshi: Hmm, not bad, even though most of it was a flashback.
Wonnykins: Yeah, But this is key. It plays a part in the Big Twist coming up. I thought this part was a bit fluffy to tell you the truth, Nya.
Dragon: Get back to the torture, already, Won! Damn you!
Shigeru: Needless to say, there will be more. Please R&R to Dragon, and she will send it all Wonny's way. Remember, she doesn't give about flames, and only reads them for laughs; Shits and giggles. And she will fry them on an open fire to roast chicken.
Satoshi: (licks lips) Mmmmmm, chicken…
Wonnykins and Dragon: Till Next Time! (Nya!)
