A/N: Seiran's pov.
Just a note. Seiran refuses to say Garry's name, claiming he had to earn it. So he has very creative ways of referring to Garry. Same thing with Marcus. He'll be calling him kid for the whole story.
Sorry if the grammar is a little off.
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Chapter 4: living nightmare
Wah... my one day off in a month and how am I gonna spend it? With HIM!
I let out a deep sigh, slurping on my milkshake. Great. Now he's got me coming to this stupid café. I checked my watch. 11:16. I was suppose to meet him at a park at 1:30. When he gets off his shift at work. What the hell? I have to take vacation time, but he's allowed to work his shift?! My pay got docked because of the short notice. I grasped my cup tighter, putting in yet another dent.
This totally sucks. He better not have been lying about the whole boyfriend thing...
The bell rang signaling another customer.
"The third time this week. You must really like this place."
"Uh-huh! I love it here. This is my favorite restaurant." I froze.
Urk. That voice...
On a normal occasion, I'd be thrilled to bump into Ib like this. On the contrary, said boyfriend at ten o'clock.
She's... on a date.
With this guy.
WTF?!
This is just what happened to him the other day...
And like a deer caught in the headlights, all I could do was stare.
They were still in their school uniforms.
Right. Today she only has one class...
And. Even more importantly...
They.
Were.
holding.
Hands.
...
Okay. So maybe he wasn't lying like I wanted him to... This is like a nightmare...
Ib turned her head and met my stare. "Oh! Seiran!" She grabbed her date and dragged him over to my table. I stiffened as they approached.
Ib smiles brightly. "Hiya! When did you start going here?" She didn't wait for an answer. "I only had one class today..." I know. I memorized your schedule. "So I thought I'd stop by and get some macaroons."
"Oh. I see." I flicked my gaze over to the blonde kid. "And who is this?"
"Oh. This is Marcus! He's... My... um... boyfriend..."
Jesus...
Ib turned back to him. "And this is Seiran. He's another really good friend." Ouch ... Like a brick to the head.
The friend zone.
Marcus held out his hand. "A pleasure, sir"
"Yeah. Sure." We shook hands.
Ib clapped her hands once. "Right. So... you look kinda down today. Do you want us to sit with you?"
Us? You Ib, most definitely. This kid? Not so much. "Ha...Ha... Naw you guys should get your own table. I'll be fine..."
Ib looked so disappointed I was tempted to change my answer.
"Well... if you're sure than..."
"Yeah... sorry 'bout that. I have to meet someone." That wasn't a total lie.
And with that Ib and that kid walked off towards another table.
I wanted to curl up in a ball and sit in a dark corner.
"Once I saw Ib and the kid... I couldn't just leave it alone." I fidgeted, looking at the ground.
"Huh. Sounds just like you." Stupid-purple-seaweed-head gave me a pointing look.
"So... I kinda... followed them on the rest of their date..." I muttered.
"..."
Silence.
I looked up.
The stupid jackass was convulsing in peals of laughter. He bent over, clutching his stomach, while his laughing fit continued.
"Ahah... ha ha! Who's obsessive now? Aw man... If Ib saw you, she'd think you were some sorta crazy stalker!"
"I-I... she... might have spotted me a ... few... times..." My face grew hot. I stared intently at the ground.
"Pff! Okay, now that's seriously funny!" he shook with new waves of laughter, still bent over in the same position.
"Shaddup!" I swung my arm around his neck, trapping him in a tight head lock.
Jerk. He should know by now, I don't think rationally...
when it comes to Ib...
She's different. More so than anyone I've ever met. She's sweet and compassionate, but fierce and stubborn. She's calm and cool. You can never tell what she's thinking. She's bewitching and mysterious. She keeps you guessing.
She has a strong will and fights for what she believes. She never gives up. When the world is against her... she will go on.
She is the earth to my lonely moon.
She is the brilliant sun to my revolving planet, caught in her gravitational pull.
She is my everything.
And I'm not gonna let some kid steal her away.
Ib...
Why didn't you choose me?
"Urk! *cough* S-Seiran..." Oh. I forgot about seaweed head...
"No air! Can't breath!" I released my headlock hold and shoved him roughly away from me.
" *Hack. Cough* What hell?! I thought I was gonna die!" He glared at me. "What were you– "
He cut off his sentence. "You were daydreaming about her huh? You're drooling."
"Am not!" I wiped the back of my hand across my mouth. Okay. Now I'm positive my face was on fire.
He narrowed his eyes. "Oh, ho! You sick bastard. Now I know what you must dream about..."
I crossed my arms. "Can we talk seriously for bit, please? I'm not the threat here."
"Aren't you?" He shook his head, returning to the matter. "Whatever. What did you have in mind for this little mission?"
"Something that will break them up for sure!"
I turned and started waling down the park's path. "Starting tomorrow, operation separation is a go."