Before you could enter the bus, you had to dash to your apartment to get some of your things. Clothes, toothbrush, toothpaste, toilet paper (just in case if you have to take a dump in a forest or wherever this portal was.), a hairbrush and… why not bring some some music? You go to your room and get your headphones and your old ipod. Let's not forget your computer, just in case you have time writing your love story. Perfect. you put all your items in your backpack that was in your closet.
You sling your backpack over your shoulder, then grab your keys so you can lock your apartment door as you leave. You then dash back to the Gay Bar. The bus is waiting for you and you don't bother putting your essentials in the storage area of the bus because what if somebody finds out you are a mutant and you are not prepared to fight back or run away? Okay, that may be a bit too paranoid, but you don't really feel comfortable without your stuff. Your sickles are under your arm, and one of your backpack straps rests on your other shoulder. You take a breath and step in the bus.
You sit in the very back since everyone is crowded at the front. The bus starts its engine and you know that this is the start of a real journey.
"Karkles, you don't want to sit with me?" three sets of rows ahead and there is Dave. His feet on the aisle and his body facing close to your direction.
"No, I'd prefer to sit alone," you answer.
"Karkat, you're all alone dear," Kanaya is on the other seat across from Dave's. Her head facing you from her seat, "Would you like some company?" she moves her body towards you, ready to move from her spot.
"Kanaya, no! I am perfectly fine by-" Kanaya moves and sits next to you. You sigh. Kanaya smiles, her fangs sticking out.
Before you knew it, Rose comes over and sits across from your seat.
"Hey! Is there a party going on back there?!" shouts Terezi from the close front of the bus. She skips down the aisle and sits next to Rose.
"A party?! Motherfucking sick man. Let me and Tavros join," the man that Terezi was previously fighting with comes down the aisle. He had the person who you saw in a wheelchair being carried by the man bridle style. They sit down behind Rose and Terezi.
"Thanks, Gamzee," said the person as the man named Gamzee sets them down and sits next to them.
"Hi, my name is Tavros," says the person sitting next to Gamzee, "W-what's uh.. what's your name?"
"Karkat," you grumble, not exactly enjoying the fact that you are now surrounded. What makes it worse is that Dave moves and sits in the seat behind you.
"Hey, I didn't know you were popular, Kit-Kat. Probably 'cause you're cute like a kitten," Dave's arms rest on top of your seat and his head lays on top of them.
"Shut up, Dave!" you don't look at his direction in case you start blushing like an idiot. Kanaya next to you giggles.
"Are you ready to go into battle, Karkat?" Kanaya asks.
"Of course I am!" you lie through your teeth.
"I doubt it," says Dave.
"Is there a reason all of you guys are sticking your noses in my business?!" you glare at Dave behind you and he smirks.
"Karkat, in the Gay Bar we are all close," says Rose, "Getting to know everyone is essential. It's very good for combat as well. We are all friends, despite differences in this organization. We must accept anyone for who they are, no matter the species. Even if they are the result of a mix of two different kinds of species," Rose looks you in the eye with her purple gaze. Shit, she knows doesn't she? Your eyes widen, but you don't say anything. According to your mother: in the Queen's rules, you are a disgrace. Your mother, a human, gave birth to a half demon child. It was forbidden for her to be in love with your father. It was the reason why your father was killed. If Rose knows, you hope to hell she won't tell anybody, even if this organization will accept a mutant. You are afraid of being different, and different is deadly in your case.
"Motherfucker, that is so right. I motherfucking love every motherfucker here," Gamzee gently smiles at you, his yellow eyes glazed.
"Karkat? That's your name right? Yeah… I am a Bard. What the motherfuck are you motherfucker?" he asks.
"Knight," you answer, not really sure what a Bard's job is.
"Shit, that's cool man. Do you smoke? It's motherfucking miracles, bro,"
"No, I don't," you answer sternly.
"Aw man, oh well," Gamzee chuckles. You roll your eyes and shake your head. Gamzee is fucking weird.
"I hope you brought a swimsuit, Karkat," Kanaya says, her hands folded on her lap.
"Why?" your brows furrow. This does not sound good.
"The portal is located near a beach," she grins. We might aswell go swimming as we wait for the portal to open. Well, swimming and training might be a good combination.
"I didn't bring a fucking swimsuit! I did not think about enjoying myself as we wait for sneaking in a fucked up planet!" you yell.
"Oh shit, Kanaya. I didn't know we are going to a beach. Guess I'll have to get myself a swimsuit. Fucking sandcastles must be made," says Dave.
"Is anyone listening to me?!" you looks at Dave and Kanaya.
"Perfect, Dave. I brought extra towels just in case," Kanaya seems to ignore you.
"Aw man, I should've brought some of my music," Dave runs his hand through his hair.
"I got that covered," Rose holds a couple CD cases in the air. Dave runs over and grabs the CDs with a grin on his face, "Fucking sweet,"
You groan. This is gonna be a long ride.
The chatter between everyone lasted around an hour before they got quiet and rested their heads on the back of their seats, some looking at their phones. Lucky for you, you brought your own music. You open your bag to get your ipod and headphones out. You connect your headphones and put them on while scrolling through your music. You tap Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen, and lay your head back with your eyes closed listening to the song.
You mouth the words of the song, not really giving a fuck if anyone notices. Your headphones are yanked from behind and you look behind you. Dave puts the headphones on and takes your ipod.
Dave laughs, "You listen to this garbage?"
"Give it back! It's perfectly good music!" you reach for your ipod and Dave pulls it back, "It's hard to look right, at you baaaaby," he sings and walks to the aisle.
You growl and push yourself to the aisle, "That's mine and you don't deserve to listen to it!" your cheeks are flushed.
"Come and get it," he shakes the ipod and you go after him. Dave goes in the back of the bus singing the lyrics of the song. What a fucking moron, you hate this guy.
You lean forward towards Dave your arm outstretched towards your ipod. The bus drives over a speed bump you and Dave were not expecting, and you fall forward on him which makes Dave loose his balance and land on his back on the aisle.
"Shit!" you scream, but thankful for Dave giving you the soft landing.
"Ow!" Dave holds his head up, he probably bumped it. The headphones fell off.
"Y'know, Karkat," Dave looks up at you, "I'd prefer to be the one on top,"
"I'd prefer to punch your dick," you growl.
"That is not sexy at all,"
"Did it hurt when you fell out of someone's ass, you piece of shit?"
"Did it feel awesome when you fell on me?,"
"You took my music!"
"Karkat, will I ever know the reason why you hide your eyes when they change color? Cause when will we talk about that?"
"You should shut your mouth!" you whisper harshly, "No one should know about them at all. You just decided to bring me off guard and show my secret to you. That's why I hate you,"
"But I don't hate you, Kit-Kat. Why'd you think I kissed you?" Dave raised an eyebrow.
"I hated that you did,"
"You didn't seem to hate it at the time. In fact, your eye color told me something else," Dave smirks.
"You are a arrogant fucker, you know that?" your hearts beats quicker.
Dave fucking Strider shocks you by giving a peck on your lips, "You didn't deny it," he grins. A pause of silence because you have no idea what to say back. Dave takes off his sunglasses, "Here, I think you need this more than me. Your eyes are doing that color change thing again," he puts them on you, "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret,"
You push yourself off of Dave and dash back to your seat, your heart beating as if it were running a marathon. You do not like Dave Strider, you do not like Dave Strider. You cannot, you will not. You hate Dave Strider, you hate him. Screw his perfect lips. You hate those lips.
"We're here!" shouts Roxy. As she stands up, her wings block out the starry night, "Thanks to Sollux, we can go to that fancy hotel next to the beach! Isn't that awesome?!" she jumps up and down, her wings hitting the ceiling.
"Bring your bags only please, no weapons," instructs Rose.
Everyone stands up and you sling your backpack over your shoulder.
"Each class is assigned a room! Pages with Pages, Knights with Knights and so on," she says.
Shit, if you have to share rooms with the Knights… that means you are sharing a room with Dave fucking Strider. You groan. Fucking great.