Bananananananananananananana nananana-GUESSWHOGOTGROUNDEDAGAIN!
Ah…It's a fun day where you're all excited because you can write and text and listen to music again all when you get home, until your mother slaps a D+ paper on your lap with none other than YOUR OWN PERSONAL name on it -.- I can't wait until college…then I'll be out of this hellhole of a homeschool :D Yay!
Eheheh…the pleasures of being blonde…
ANYWAYS,
Here's the continuation of last chapter, which is once again A 1 YEAR SKIP FROM THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER. Therefore, it is winter 2001. Saga is turning 18 on the eve of Christmas Eve. Ritsu, on the other hand, is 14 and is advancing into high school as a freshman. (His birthday is March 27th, just if you didn't know.)((AND NO IT'S NOT MARIMO DAY, ITS CHERRY BLOSSOM DAY))
11/24/01-
Dear S.M.,
Aren't you excited? I'm so excited! I can't wait! I can't wait! I can't wait! Wahh, I'm so happy right now I could die. Is that healthy? Oh my god, this is going to be AMAZING! I'm so excited! Are you excited! I can't wait!
Sincerely without any regrets what-so-ever,
Ritsu.
12/1/01-
Dear Ritsu,
Wow…Somebody's overexcited. It's not a big deal anyways… I think I actually am excited about this…I mean; I just have this aching feeling to meet you. Just…Don't bring anything, okay? It'd be….Too suspicious.
S.M.
12/3/01-
Dear S.M.,
No can do! A job like this needs equipment! And don't worry; Kaoru says he's come up with an idea to help me sneak in and out of that place like a ninja. Don't worry, no one will see! I'll be careful. I don't see why you want me to be all secretive anyways…Won't that make them even more suspicious? I don't want arrested! Besides, I already told you my plan from back in November. You remember, right?
You're friend,
Ritsu.
12/7/01-
Dear Ritsu,
Do you realize the risk of this? I'd never get out of this hellhole…Don't blow this for me, okay? I've already gained the trusts of the guards and the other people here…They let me send letters without checking them anymore. Don't make a big scene. Once they're all gone, we can do it. Just…Not too loud, okay? If anyone hears, I'll be in way more trouble. You will too. What would your parents say to you? After you're sneaking off like that? You'd be so screwed!
Anyways, be careful with the plan. Try not to get hurt in the process…Stretch it out real good, would you? (If you know what I'm saying.)
S.M.
12/9/01-
Dear S.M.,
I'm sorry! I know you're really worried…But it'll all be okay in the end! I promise! Don't you trust me? Anyways, do you even know me? I'm worried about not being loud ENOUGH! I mean, come on…Silence is deadly. My parents already gave me their permission…They said if I'm ready, then they're ready. They won't tell. Besides, they trust you. They know you won't hurt me…purposely.
Yeah yeah, I already stretched it. I swear, I could fit anything in there!
You're friend,
Ritsu.
12/13/10-
Dear Ritsu,
Ugh…Of course I trust you. Ritsu, you're the only one I ever could trust. That's a terrible pun. This is serious. You're sure? You're parents really said yes to this? That's a really big step, if I'd say so myself…
Good Boy. Double check before you come, okay?
S.M.
12/15/10-
Dear S.M., Really?! That means a lot! I wish I could say the same…but I trust you the most out of everyone else. You're…different, I guess I should say…I don't really know how to word it, but it feels like I can tell you anything, you know? Like no matter what, you're always there to cheer me up. And yeah, I asked my dad like five times to make sure, and the third time I asked my mom she kept hitting me with her purse until I went away…
Haha. Will do!
Sincerely,
Ritsu.
12/16/10-
Dear S.M.,
Ugh…Terrible news. Kaoru just found out that I have to be 18 or older to personally visit someone's cell by themselves…That, or they have to have a parent/guardian, or an officer…My parents are both busy, and my cousins are too afraid to go…what should I do? It's only eight days away…Should we just give up?
P.S: Sorry, I tried to get this in before they sent the letters, but I was too late…
Ritsu.
12/18/01-
Dear Ritsu,
Ugh…That sucks. Big time. Can you pass off as 18? I doubt it…but it's worth a try? Only 6 days left.
S.M.
12/21/01-
Dear S.M.,
Aww…Sorry If I disappointed you…I really did want to do this with you. I feel terrible now…There's no way I could ever pass off as an 18 year old…Sorry…
Ritsu.
S.M. sighed. He had really been looking forward to this…Probably even as much as his little pen-pal had been.
He lay back on his bed, staring melancholically at the ceiling. Fate was a jackass, he decided.
He thought of the boy's appearance many times this month. What did he look like? He knew he was a brunette…Was it greasy? Did it shine like gold in the sun? Did it flow in the wind almost like a flower? How long was it? Did he have a nerd haircut? Or maybe one of the cool yet darkish ones from a manga…His voice? Was it deep and masculine? Or perhaps it was weak and fragile? Did he have glasses? Contacts? What was his shoe size?
There were so many options…So many choices. This just increased the impatience in the ebony haired teen's mind. And now, it was if a small, shaky hand had reached out with a pair of scissors and cut the small tender string of patience he had left.
He couldn't hold it in anymore. He hit his head against the wall, multiple times. How was he such a goddamn idiot? How could he let someone get into his heart again like that? Like his parents! He was such a fucking moron!
"Idiot! Idiot!" he chanted, ignoring the blood gushing down the side of his cheek. He huffed angrily, and lay back down on the cheap prison mattress that made creaking sounds every time he wanted to move.
Well, at least he had calmed down. He wiped the warm red liquid off his forehead with his elbow, and went into a deep thought.
Little Ritsu…The only one he could ever trust. The only one he could talk to without being laughed at. The one that cared.
He let out a sigh and gazed at the world one last time, before shutting away his dark-amber eyes.
He had now lost all hope.
12/25/01-
Dear Ritsu,
You are an ass. You know that? You should have just come. You're perverted cousin tried to rape me. And the guards came and watched the whole thing. The whole place was wishing me a happy birthday…it sucked. Merry Christmas.
Thanks for the gifts, I guess.
S.M.
12/27/01-
Dear S.M.,
Waaahhh I'm so sorry! I couldn't think of anything else to do! But…at least now you know what I look like [sorta]? I really am sorry…I hope Hibiki didn't cause too much trouble…He's been arrested a bunch of times for being overly-drunk so I guess they had to keep a close eye on him…Sorry about the whole gift thing…I didn't know what else to get you but books…
Sincerely, Ritsu.
12/29/01-
Dear Ritsu,
Had it ever occurred to you that I wanted to see you? That I wanted to actually talk to you? You could have at least sent a letter so I knew, but no. Thanks, but you got my hopes up for nothing.
S.M.
12/30/01-
Dear Traitor,
You know what? Don't even bother writing back. I won't reply. Hell, I won't even bother reading it.
1/05/02-
Dear S.M.,
I'm sorry…I know you said you wouldn't write back, but I'm still sorry…I just wanted you to feel like there was always someone there…You know? No matter how many bars you're put behind…I wanted you to feel like you could always depend on me. I had Ritsuko kick Hibiki's ass for you…I've talked about Ritsuko, right? He's been Hibiki's best friend since they were five. He's really quiet…but he usually always keeps Hibiki out of trouble. They got into a fight, so I guess that's why Ritsuko didn't go with Hibiki to give you you're gifts…I really am sorry. How pathetic…I don't even know you're name, and I'm getting all worked up about this. You're home free in March, right? If you ever need someone, here: 1304-374-2140. vanillatwilight327 . You don't have to use them…but just know, you're always free to contact me…whenever.
Sorry…
Ritsu.
The young brunette read over the letter he was about to give his teacher. He made sure his email and phone number were correct, and that the letter itself was especially neat.
Not that he always strived to keep it like that anyways.
He sighed, and walked down the halls of the high school. To think…that boy he once stalked in the library had been here…Is somewhere in this very building.
He shook his head. This was not the time to think about this.
He stood in front of the writing lab hesitantly. He could see his teacher, the very lady who would deliver his letter to S.M., helping another student finish her work. The girl was beautiful. With two long braids on either side, and gorgeous breathtaking silver eyes.
That boy in the library would love someone like her, the brunette thought, tilting his head down. What was he thinking? What would a guy like that…see in a guy like him? He looked at himself through the reflection on the door's small window. Pale skin…Messy brown hair. Dark green eyes, limp, weak arms and legs…A blush…
He lowered his head again.
No one would ever love him…would they? I mean, he's never really had a stable friendship with someone (Not including family; they have to like him.) let alone a 'lovey-dovey' relationship. He always ruined his chance at making a friend…Whether he made a complete fool of himself, or he upset said person.
He sighed. No wonder S.M. didn't want to talk to him. What a pathetic loser he was.
Thinking that maybe someone older would actually like him…And that he had a chance of making a friend-
No. Hell no. Not even close.
The brunette opened the door; his head still down, and slammed the note on the teacher's desk. He hurried out; ignoring the weird stares the students in the laboratory gave him.
"He's weird…" he heard someone whisper as he reached the door.
"I know right? He almost touched me! Eww!"
A tear streaked down the young brunette's cheek, as he sprinted as fast as he could to the nearest restroom. He slammed the door open, enveloped himself in a stall, and slid down against the wall. Sweat and tears mixed together, as they shined like sparkles from the sunlight located above.
Ritsu had now lost everything that he ever wanted.
He had lost his friend.
Sorry for the late chapter...Had a bit of writers block. Hopefully the new chapter will come easier. Thanks for reading chicks! ~
XoXo~Ace
[P.S-Anyone have any guess to what they may have been planning if Hibiki wasn't the one to visit? (; *snicker snicker* Ah, don't you just love lemon pie? So juicy and tangy, but then it's all white cream in the middle!~]