Experiment 4

Saturday morning, Sekolah Taman Rintis football field.

It was sports tournament qualification day. Students were busying themselves with practices and qualification round for many kinds of sports namely football, basketball, ping pong, hockey, badminton, and etcetera. Boboiboy and Gopal were busy playing football in the field while the other students including Yaya and Ying as audiences cheering for their idols. The game was to determine who will be qualified to participate in sports tournament at another school in a few weeks time.

Meanwhile, Fang who plays basketball was at the basketball court where he too will be competing for tournament qualification. Teacher Papa the Pendidikan Jasmani (P.E) teacher will be the judge for the qualification round.

The sports ended at around 11.00 am. Students were allowed to do their own activities until the day is over by 12.00 pm. However, the results for chosen participants will be out on Monday. Yaya and Ying went to the school canteen to get some refreshments for the three boys while the boys busied themselves tidying up their after-used sports equipments.

Boboiboy and Gopal were on their way to the P.E equipment room when they spotted Fang was walking or rather limping towards the same direction as theirs. They met with each other by the equipment room door.

"Hey Fang! What happened to you?" Asked Gopal with a look of concern on his face. Tossing a ball he was holding over to Boboiboy, he quickly approached the purple-haired boy and held the other boy's left arm in order to help with the walking. "Have you injured your leg or something?"

"Looks… like it." Fang grimaced. "I've sprained my left ankle." He then shook his head in disappointment. "I don't think I can manage to the tournament."

"Oh my … I feel sorry for you." Gopal expressed his disappointment too. "Here, let me help you into the room and you'll rest here for a while." He gently lifted Fang's left arm over his own shoulder as a support while helping the purple-haired boy walked into the equipment room.

Upon seeing this, Boboiboy who was silent the whole time quickly walked over to the two boys with the intention of helping as well. However, when he was about to touch Fang's right arm, the purple-haired boy snapped him off.

"Don't touch me!" Said Fang still with a grimace on his face because of the pain.

Gopal had seen this and silently motioned Boboiboy not to bother Fang. The orange-capped boy replied with a shrug and continued in entering the equipment room to return the balls and other tools to their respective shelves. Still with his mouth shut, Boboiboy stood by one of the shelves and fixated his gaze over at Fang who was carefully sat himself down on a long bench situated at the far end corner of the room and so did Gopal.

Boboiboy watched the two boys were talking nonchalantly as if he wasn't there. He frowned. "Are they ignoring me?" He folded hid arms across his chest and started thinking while still locking his gaze at Fang. "I'm sure Fang is pretty angry with me by now. Heck, he's super angry with me. Though sometimes it occurred to me that my actions were quite absurd… and mischievous… and insolence… nuisance… impulsive… Well, the list could go on. Don't wanna flatter myself too much."

Boboiboy slightly sighed for what reason he wasn't so sure. "I think I should better make peace with him." He then started walking on nearing the two boys who were still chatting about the tournament. Fang had noticed this and abruptly stopped his chat with Gopal. Warily, he shot his stare at the coming orange-capped boy and tried to read the other boy's intention. However, he failed as Boboiboy's face was expressionless. Nonetheless, he prepared himself for whatever will come next.

With a straight face, Boboiboy took his sit next to Fang's left side where as Gopal was on the other side. He bent down, grabbed Fang's left foot and brought it over to his own lap. He started taking off the other boy's shoe.

Fang was perturbed. "Wh… what are you doing Boboiboy?! Let go!" He struggled hard to release his foot without success as Boboiboy's grip was stronger. Besides, the pain in his ankle was killing him and struggling just made it worse.

"Fang… Relax!" Boboiboy said calmly without taking his eyes off of Fang's feet. After the shoe, he started taking off the sock. "I just want to give you a massage. You sprained your ankle right?"

"I don't need your help!" Fang snapped, still struggling. "I can manage on my own! Now, let go!"

"Sometimes you can be a thickheaded jerk, you know." Said Boboiboy still had his eyes on the purple-haired boy's foot.

"Who, me? YOU are the jerk!" Fang spat, annoyed on Boboiboy's 'jerk' statement. "You're the one who was acting ludicrous… and fatuous… and-... Aaarrhhh…! That hurts!"

Fang yelped in pain as he received a sharp pin from Boboiboy's thumb. He glared at the orange-capped boy. "Why did you do that?!"

Boboiboy rolled his eyes. "It's called a massage, you silly. Haven't you heard of it?"

"Of course I did." Fang replied with a grimace on his face. "But it hurts! Can't you be gentle?!"

That statement put a smile on Boboiboy's face. He raised his head and faced the purple-haired boy. "Don't worry. I'll make it as gentle as I can."

Gopal who had been watching in silent, couldn't find his words to react at the scene before him. Essentially, he didn't have to since Boboiboy didn't show any foolishness or ridiculous acts like he did before. The massage was a normal thing someone would do to help a friend. Hence, he kept observing, unperturbed.

Having learnt traditional Malay massage from his grandfather Tok Aba, Boboiboy started gently caressing Fang's foot. He touched his fingers, applied direct pressure to the tendon area and performed a massage backwards and forwards across it.

Fang slightly gasped by the touch. A sight of relieve could be seen on his face. He seemed to be enjoying the massage. "Ooohhh …" A deep moan escaped Fang's lips.

Upon hearing this, Boboiboy smirked. He put a little more pressure around the ligament and massage it up and down repeatedly. By this moment, Fang's head hung low, dropped his forehead onto his bended left knee, while his both arms folded under it.

"Uuuhhh…" Breathing heavily, another moan escaped Fang's lips. His eyelids were already half closed in response to the pleasure of being massage. He murmured. "So good … Hmmm..."

Although he didn't catch what Fang had just said, Boboiboy didn't want to ruin this moment. Honestly, he was enjoying this and amused by the expression that the purple-haired boy gave him. He mentally patted his back and couldn't help feeling proud of himself for giving a very good massage.

Suddenly, Gopal remembered something. "Oh yeah. Ying and Yaya. Where are they now? They're supposed to bring us drinks."

Fang didn't bother to answer as he's already in his half-conscious mind. Even so, he managed a... "Hmmm..."

"I think you should go and find them." Came a suggestion from Boboiboy. "I'm kinda thirsty right now."

Gopal being asked, stood up. He stole a quick glance over to Fang and then to Boboiboy which he received a sheepish grin in return. "Ookaayy …" He then turned on his heels and walked out of the room.

Boboiboy shifted his attention back on Fang. His fingers didn't stop with his massage on the other boy's foot. He could hear more and more moans from the purple-haired boy who was now half asleep. Then, out of the blue, something struck his very mind, again.

"Hmmm… I wonder if aliens can feel ticklish." Boboiboy had thought.

Without having a second thought, Boboiboy turned his query into action, again. He slightly tightened his grip on Fang's ankle while his left hand fingers started tickling the sole of the other boy's foot. He chose the most ticklish area which was under the toe. (A/N: I think so).

Few minutes later, Boboiboy's ears caught a faint giggle and it came from Fang. The purple-haired boy who still had his head on his knee was giggling with his eyes closed as though was having a dream. Boboiboy raised his eyebrows, even amused.

Boboiboy continued with his tickling on Fang's foot. Using his index fingers, he lightly circled the sole area in countless repeats. Fang's foot wiggled in response and he giggled even more. Boboiboy couldn't helped but giggled as well. Seconds later, Fang's giggle turned to laughter.

Suddenly, Fang jerked awake from his so called asleep. He had stopped laughing and hastily blinked his eyes in astonishment at Boboiboy who was still tickling his foot. "What the heck are you doing, Boboiboy?!"

Fang didn't received any answer from Boboiboy. Instead, he saw a wide grin formed on the orange-capped boy's lips. "Uhuh! I don't like the look on his face. He's up to something..."

As though he could read Fang's mind, Boboiboy quickly slid the other boy's captive leg under his right arm and seized it there firmly while his right hand still gripped on tightly to Fang's ankle. He received a struggle from the purple-haired boy but decided to ignore it.

"Hey Fang! Calm down, will ya?!" Said Boboiboy looking over at Fang with an almost pleading expression. "I just want to clarify something. Help me with this."

Fang groaned. "Help you clarify on what?!" His mind was brought back to some incidents from the days before. He then heaved a sigh. "What is it with you and this alien things?! I'm not your test subject!" By this moment he had stopped struggling.

"But you're the closest one and that makes you're the 'chosen' one." Said Boboiboy, smiled decently.

Fang twitched. "Why you-..." However, he didn't get to finish his sentence when suddenly he felt ticklish under his foot. He tried not to laugh but failed miserably when a giggle escaped his mouth. "S...stop... Heheheh... Stop it...!"

While busy with his fingers tickling Fang's foot, Boboiboy had thought. "So... Aliens do feel ticklish. Never thought it could be this easy."

"Hahahahahah...!" Still laughing, Fang clutched onto the back of Boboiboy's orange jacket tried to pull the other boy away from his foot but without success. "No... Nooo... Stooopp! Please stop it, Boboiboy... Hahahahahahah… !"

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Gopal found Yaya and Ying wandered around the canteen area as if waiting for someone. Apparently, they were waiting for the boys to come and join them. Gopal approached the two girls and informed them about Fang's injury. Moments later the three of them headed over to the P.E room.

Upon reaching the door to the P.E room, their ears caught on someone was laughing hysterically. They exchanged bewildered looks with each other. Yaya was the first to enter the room followed by Gopal and Ying. To her left, she saw Fang was shrieking out with laughter. She shot her daggering glare at Boboiboy who was now froze from what he was doing. Fang abruptly stopped laughing and turned his head over to Yaya. Pin drop silence filled the room.

"What is going on here… Boboiboy?" Yaya broke the silence. Oddly enough, she was referring to Boboiboy first. She then shifted her gaze at Fang. "Fang?"

Unfortunately, Yaya's question was left unanswered as the two boys stammered with only uuhh and aahh… Suddenly, Fang's teary eyes caught Yaya's attention. Having known of what Boboiboy did to poor Fang for the past few days, Yaya averted her attention back to the orange-capped boy with a ready-to-kill stare.

Eventually, Boboiboy received not once but twice the blow to his head and it came from Yaya and Ying. Gopal? Naahh… he didn't bother.

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Final chapter coming up next.

Thanks for reading.

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