Of President and Hitmen chapter 8: WTH Moments Like These
During everyone's simultaneous WTH moment, Yamamoto seemed to have forgotten that his tutor was currently charging at him with a sword. So of course, while distracted, he was cut down by Squalo. He let out a pained sound and fell to the ground.
-"Oh my gosh!" you cry. You slid down the hill and jogged towards Yamamoto. As you drew closer to him, your heart pounded faster. That's when you realized, 'What's he doing in Italy?' "Yamamoto, are you okay?" you asked staring down at your younger friend laying on his back.
-"(Y?N)... Is that you?" he looked just as flabbergasted as you.
-"Uhh... Yeah! It is!" You knelt down beside him, too afraid to touch him since his chest is bleeding and all. "W-What are you doing here in Italy?"
-"I could ask you the same thing," he replied clutching his chest and sitting up.
-'You're bleeding kind of bad." You went to tear a strip of your shirt off but he stopped you.
-"I'll be just fine."
-They just kind of stared at each other; unbelieving that the other was right in front of them. In fact they didn't even notice the tutor/Commander Squalo, or the president of the Namimori Middle School Creative Writing Club stomping towards them in angry strides from opposite directions.
-'I don't even know what to think right now,' the Prez thought with her mind in a slight haze. 'I want to yell at him so bad, but I don't know where to begin.' Figuring the words would just come to her, she stood behind you and Yamamoto -who appeared to be lost in your own world- and opened her mouth.
-"V-VOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"
-That snapped everyone back to reality as they turned to look as Squalo.. Who was looking at the Prez with astonishment!
-'Impressive,' Yamamoto thought.
-"Yamamoto Takeshi! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE? Huh? DO YOU ENJOY STALKING PEOPLE THAT MUCH THAT YOU FOLLOW THEM TO DIFFERENT COUNTRY! SICK CREEP!" All the Prez was seeing was red.
-'Wait!" Yamamoto said, "that's not-"
-"NOT WHAT?" she interrupted, "NOT THE WHOLE STORY? NEXT YOUR GOING TO TELL ME YOU'RE STAYING IN A CASTLE THROUGH THE WOODS WITH LUSS-NEE! GRAH! YOU DISGUST ME!"
-You stood up to defend Yamamoto from the Prez's diatribe, with him leaning on your shoulder, but it didn't seem like anyone would be getting a word in.
-"Actually..." he trailed off confirming her thoughts. You helped him up. He didn't need to finish hiss sentence, she knew what he was going to say. "Actually I am."
-She threw her hands in the air. "GREAT! THIS IS JUST FAN-FREAKING-TASTIC! WE GET TO BUNK WITH ANOTHER SOCIOPATH!" She started to walk away but turned back to him and said, "You now what, baseball freak, can you do me a favor and GTFO? Go back t Nami-chuu."
-"ALRIGHT, THAT'S ENOUGH!" As much as you had wanted to be the one to say that, it wasn't your voice. You all turned to look at the previously ignored Squalo. "I don't give a crap who doesn't like who of who's f*cking who around here! You all just better get back to work! OR ELSE!"
-All was silent. You and Yamamoto knew that you'd better move it or lose it... But the Prez had other ideas.
-"Oh yeah, about that, Mr. Commander Squ-chan, this 'training' you're having us do, seems kind of pointless, so we're just going to leave." She stood with her hands on her hips like a disobedient child.
-"Is that right?" Squalo glared at her and looked at you to see if you felt the same way. You averted your gaze to the round.
-He looked back at her and they glared at each other and in an instant he had her on the ground under him. He was holding her head to the side with his sword on her neck.
-"Bitch, I will cut you,"he seethed as she gasped. "Not only that, but I will kill you and make sure no one ever finds out! you don't know who you're dealing with girl, and if you don't accept the help the I am kindly trying to offer you, then I'll let you out on the battlefield to die an honor less, shameful death! Either that, or I can send you back to Belphegor and let you be his plaything. How does that sound? Eh? Would you like that?"
-The Prez looked up at him, too terrified to move. Yamamoto looked on normally, accustomed to situations like these. (Considering Squalo would beat the crap out of him just to say 'hi'.)
-"W-We'll do it, Commander Squalo!" you told him. "Just please let her go!" You felt like you were going to vomit. You have never been around such hostility in your life.
-"Good!" Squalo replied using his sword as a prop t help himself up. "NOW GET BACK TO WORK!"
-You let go of Yamamoto immediately and he almost fell over from the sudden lack of support; but he caught himself quickly. You ran over to the Prez who was still lying on the ground, and yanked her up and ran off into the woods.
-And to make matters worse, you were still confused about the whole Yamamoto situation.
-WTH?
in case you're ondering, 'WTH' means 'what the hell'...
Author's Note:
Hiya everybody! (like, two people) Let me be the first to say school is a b*tch.
I didn't forget about updating, I just never have time.
Haha! Who else was thinking, 'Prez, you're gonna die' when she talked back to Squalo? I kept laughing.
Working on fanfiction in the mall... Have I reached a new low?
Well, here's a preview of the next chapter...
"Where's my steak knife?" she asked.
'Damn!' you thought. "Oh, I had two, here's one," you handed her her knife back. 'Squalo and Yamamot better look out. I can't defend you anymore.'
As the evenning drew on , mostly the Varia just chit chatted with each other as everyone else kept silent. Yiou could see the sideways glances Yamamoto was casting in either of your directions. He looked a bit worried about something.
"Your wierdo friend keeps looking at you, in case you din't notice," Prez whispered loudly causing Yamamoto to blush in embarrasment. She swirled the wine in her glass and laughed at him. "Yeah, you were that obvious, Yama-kun."
It was your turn to be embarrassed. "Prez! What are you saying?" you whispered.
"Haha! Look at you two! Blushing like children who were caught-
And I'm gonna end things there.
Please, come back again. And join us for another exciting installment of the series:
OF PRESIDENTS AND HITMEN!
Love,
MadameGiGi
