Chapter 12
Hey gang! I'm back again for the 12th chapter! Hope ya enjoy it. Oh yeah, uh, kinda got into the mood to type this from listening to 'Let It Go' from the Movie frozen. Never planned to listen to the song, but I did, I even covered it for my youtube page. If you want to hear it, my youtube page is the same as my…well everything Jem Fukuyama. ONWARD TO THE BATTLE FIELD!
The next morning Yukiko came to class without her glasses—since the love of her life had mentioned she looked good without them—the response she got from the lack of eyewear, was mixed, of surprise, confusion, and the small handful that just didn't seem to care. Yukiko swallowed hard as she held tight to the book she had pressed tightly to her chest and walked toward her first period. She was stopped when Richie and Virgil walked up to her.
"New look?" Virgil asked, Richie stayed quiet and crossed his arms. Yukiko's face reddened slightly as she gave a timid smile and nodded.
"U-uhm, yes…s-sort of. M-my glasses broke yesterday, when F-francis stepped on them by accident." She mumbled.
"I thought you couldn't see without them?" Richie said finally. Yukiko bit her lips.
"W-well sorta. I-I can see most things, it's all just….very f-fuzzy." She explained—lying since she could see just fine—she then smiled a little brighter, "But F-francis s-said I…look better. Heh. So, I decided I'd wait to order a new pair."
Richie was silent, though he admitted—to himself—she was a little cute without her glasses. Not that he was ever going to say that out loud, not while she was with Hotstreak, that'd be signing a death sentence. So instead he stayed silent and let Virgil talk instead.
"It's a good look, now if we could just get you to dress like a normal kid." Virgil joked. Yukiko looked down at her snow white Japanese schoolgirl uniform. The same basic outfit she typically wore every day.
"W-what's wrong with my clothes?" She mumbled picking at the hem of her skirt as she looked back up at the boys.
"Uh, nevermind." Virgil responded. Yukiko let out a slight giggle and smiled, then went to speak when…
"Yukiko!" Hotstreak growled turning the corner. He had a pissed off look on his face, that only intensified when he saw Yukiko with the two boys. He stomped over to them and grabbed the small girl by the arm.
"F-francis, wha—" she was cut off by the hotheaded teen slamming his mouth on hers. After getting a few shocked and dirty looks from Richie and Virgil, the duo broke apart, Yukiko's face turning the same shade as Hotstreak's shirt as eye icy blue eyes darted around the area nervously. She was speechless, as he leered at Richie and Virgil—mostly Richie—he then looked to Yukiko whose eyes were wide in surprise.
"I thought I said I didn't want you hangin out with these losers?" He growled, turning his back and completely ignoring the two's existence. Yukiko fumbled for words as she continued to blush. When no coherent words were forming, Hotstreak went to drag her off again when Richie spoke up.
"Hey what's your deal? Yukiko can talk to whoever she wants!" he hissed, stepping between him and Yukiko, who seemed to snap out of her blushing stupor and suddenly began to worry as Hotstreak began to get a murderous glare in his eyes.
"You wanna try saying that again?" He growled, lighting his palm of fire as he threatened Richie, who kept his ground to everyone's surprise.
"Richie, don't do anything stupid." Virgil said, placing a hand on Richie's shoulder in an attempt to calm his friend. Richie glared.
"You heard me hothead. You can't control her just because she's nice enough to go out with you." He said ignoring him. Hotstreak's glare intensified as his body began to light up with fire.
"I think you hit your head Foley, let me knock some fucking sense into you!" He shouted, pulling his back, ready to beat the living hell out of Richie when Yukiko grabbed hold of his other arm and looked up at him with a pleading look.
"D-don't! I-I'm going! J-j-just d-don't hurt h-him!" She stuttered in her hushed shouting voice.* Hotstreak extinguished his flames as he pulled his arm from Yukiko's grasp, and lowered his fist. His glare lowered to her as she stared up at him with a sorry look in her eyes. He said nothing, and just pointed in the direction he wanted her to go. Silently Yukiko looked back at Richie and Virgil, and smiled timidly as she silently said goodbye and walked in the direction her hot headed boyfriend had pointed. Once she was out far enough down the hall that Hotstreak was sure she couldn't see, he brought his fist back and gave Richie, one hell of a right hook, knocking the glasses wearing blonde off his feet and back into Virgil. He glared down at the duo.
"Stay, the fuck away from my girl, you hear me?" He said in a low hiss, then turned and stomped off, giving anyone—and everyone—who was staring the death glare as he left. Virgil helped Richie stand up straight. Richie glared as he rubbed his bruised cheek and groaned in pain.
"Thanks for the help V." He grunted sarcastically. Virgil scowled.
"I tried to tell you not to do anything stupid." He said.
"Hotstreak just took Yukiko off to do god knows what, I was trying to protect her." Richie said, "Or did you not see that he forced her to go with him?"
"I saw alright, I saw you get yourself into trouble, and Yukiko jump to stop you from getting your ass handed to you." He said crossing his arms, "and a lot of good it did considering he still ended up slugging you in the face."
"What was I supposed to do?" Richie asked, ignoring the pain cheek, "The guy's a jerk and he's treating Yukiko like property! I was trying to help."
"You want to help her, don't do what you just did." Virgil said, "She probably would have stayed with the two of us if you hadn't stepped in."
"….Fine, ok, maybe you have a point there." He grumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets, "But what do you suppose we do?"
"Trust me, if Yukiko thinks she's in trouble, she'll come to us. She knows who we are, she knows if anything bad were to happen she can count on us. I'm pretty sure you've proven that a few times." Virgil said, "Now come on, you should probably put some ice on that. It's startin to swell."
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Yukiko stood and waited for Hotstreak to round the corner of the hallway. She knew what he'd done—and though she was happy he waited for her to leave—wished he hadn't done it in the first place. Richie meant well after all, but it wasn't so smart all the same. She sighed, part of her thought it was sweet that Hotstreak was so possessive of her, after all no one had ever showed so much emotion toward her. On the other hand it was getting annoying, course she just chalked that up to the 'other girl's' thoughts at work. When Hotstreak finally appeared from around the corner Yukiko stepped in front of him.
"Th-that wasn't v-v-very nice!" She mumbled. Hotstreak scowled and crossed his arms.
"I told you I didn't want you talkin to those losers." He grumbled, then grabbed her by the wrist, "C'mon let's bail."
"B-b-but I…Have to…" She stuttered, trying to keep her ground but, given her small stature, ended up being dragged along anyway. Hotstreak stopped and his scowl deepened.
"Why?"
"B-b-becauce…Class work i-is important…." She mumbled her voice getting smaller and more shy until she ended up being silent under his gaze. She bit her lip nervously as Hotstreak's scowl softened a bit, "…a-ano…I-I mean….I…"
"Jeeze, I don't get you." He hissed. Yukiko shrank back.
"I'm sorry…" she mumbled closing her eyes tightly and grabbed the hem of her skirt. "I-I can't go, m-my parents will think—"
"Fuck em." He interrupted, then smirked, "C'mon it'll be fun, and you know I'm good at that."
"Everytime you say something will be fun, it always ends up with my clothes on the floor." Yukiko said plainly, Hotstreak's smirk turned devilish, making Yukiko blush.
"That is fun though." He said, "But I'm talking about something else."
Yukiko hesitated for a moment, actually contemplating going with him. Hotstreak grew impatient, and began to tap his foot. She bit her lip.
"I-I have to stay here…" She mumbled, "S-sorry. I-it's important. My parents would hear about it….a-and I….I can't deal with that."
Hotstreak scowled again, then rolled his eyes. He wasn't going to win this one, so instead he decided to let it go.
"Fine, but I'm bailing." He said, Yukiko's shoulders slumped with a depressed look on her face as she looked up at him. He smirked and suddenly grabbed her for a kiss, once again causing the same crimson shade to grace her face as before. "Hey can you do me a favor?"
"N-nani?"
"What?"
"S-sorry….o-of—of course, anything." She mumbled, Hotstreak pursed his lips in confusion over his girlfriend's bilingual slip, but then smiled.
"You know all kinds of chemical stuff." He said coolly, Yukiko nodded, blinking her eyes a few times to try and shake away the dreamy look on her face.
"U-uhm chemistry, and yes. Why?" She asked. Hotstreak shrugged and put his hands into his pockets.
"Can ya make me a list of stuff that's flammable?"
"Of course I can, i-it wouldn't even take a day. B-but what for?" She asked, the day dreaming feeling gone from her head as she snapped back to reality.
"Cause I want a list." He grumbled, Yukiko tilted her head like a confused puppy.
"Ok, I can make you a list." She said, Hotstreak smirked.
"Thanks babe, see ya later." He said waving Yukiko off as he turned and walked out the building, not really caring who saw him leave. Yukiko stood, a little confused to why he would want the list of flammable chemicals, but happy to make him happy. Though a voice at the back of her head told her she needed to be careful, that Hotstreak was up to something. However she pushed the warning thought in the back of her head and smiled. He'd never hurt her. He was much too sweet in her mind to do that. And on that thought she turned and scurried off to class.
Thus is the end of chapter 12, sorry it wasn't as long as I had planned but I hit a mega block all of a sudden. Anyhow uh yeah I don't have much else to say, (*) If there are any bronies that read this, I always pictured Yukiko's voice to sound like Flutteryshy, hushed and soft voice. As for Snow-child I dunno. Something a bit more, I guess Blackfire from Teen Titans.? I dunno. And if you don't know who Fluttershy is, go look her up. She has such a sweet sounding voice. It's just adorable and sweet. Anyway see ya next chapter bye! REVIEW!
