ENTITLED: Our Eyes Closed
FANDOM: Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun
GENRE: Family
DISCLAIMER: We're like ten chapters in, this section is obviously just a buffer. Shameless!
NOTES: I hate getting up early! Even if I've slept a reasonable number of hours, I am always tired for the rest of the day.
LENGTH: 10/21
SUMMARY: Natsume and Sasayan tackle every genre fiction has to offer. And it is sexy. – drabble collection, tenth: family.
The first thing did when Natsume got home, was to head straight to her rom and fire up the internet. Come to think of it, she hadn't even said goodbye to Sasayan in her haste to start gossiping about him online. Who better to talk things over with than the anonymous masses who knew her best?
"Asako! Do your homework first!" her mother shouted through the bedroom door.
"Okay!" Natsume yelled back, and then immediately ignored her mother's orders. With sharp, jabbing motions, she hashed the day's events into her favorite chat forum.
Somebody likes you? was the first reply. Natsume frowned. She replied quickly.
Can we please talk about how I am probably being haunted by a toilet ghost?
Who is this Matsumoto bitch?! was the second reply. Natsume was aghast. She didn't think Matsumoto was a bitch. If anything, she admired the girl for being so direct and courageous with her feelings. Matsumoto's honesty sort of reminded her of Mitty's, although obviously more enthusiastic.
For the sake of your love, you have to get her out of the way, the first poster agreed, before Natsume could steer them away from poor Matsumoto, whom she had accidentally thrown to the wolves.
Natsume typed, It isn't like that! I think she is a good person! And anyway, she was rejected by him already. It was more surprising to me to find out that girls were confessing to him, but I guess it makes sense. He is very popular. Do you think that toilet ghosts can follow you to your house, or are they stuck in that one location?
Is this guy cute? Asked the first poster, perhaps half a second before the second one accused, So, naturally, now that you know he's desirable, you're starting to fall for him.
"NO!" Natsume shrieked, and covered the screen with her hands.
"That doesn't sound like homework!" her mother called from the room over. Natsume scrunched up her nose.
He's definitely cute, the first poster decided. The second one asked, What's your experience with guys, A-san?
Natsume slammed, I have no experience and don't want any!, into her keyboard as ferociously as she could.
Then why are you asking us about this? You obviously want something to happen and just haven't admitted it to yourself yet. First-poster pointed out, with patient wisdom. Natsume was aghast. She could think of no logical retort. The internet was full of crazy people.
As soon as second-poster was thoughtful enough to link Natsume to a site full of helpful sex-techniques, Natsume slammed her laptop closed, and went to the kitchen to do her homework. Her soul was ablaze with fighting spirit until she actually opened her text book and remembered that she had no idea how to do anything. The despair she felt for her academics aside, the disturbing chat she'd had online haunted Natsume for the rest of the evening.