Notes- Big thanks to Akari Yasutora for his help with this. He gave me an the idea for this chapter and helped me out a huge writers block. It was awhile ago, but I have to thank him for being awesome anyway :P
I was actually thinking about updating a week ago, but i decided to wait. Today is the two year anniversary of When Did I Become a Soap Opera, actually. I don't know if it's lame to actually spend two years on a fanfiction, but I'm actually really proud it lasted this long and I stuck with it :D Anyway, I promise Soap Opera will be done before another year goes by, for everyoen who thinks it's dragging on. Enjoy!
It's raining today. It's not a gloomy day though, more like a hopeful rain. The kind of rain that signifies the changing of seasons. It's a light rain, a sprinkling. Some peoples say the sky cries when it rains. If that's true, such a light sprinkling can't possible be called crying. More like a light drool…
Choji slipped through the door just as the bell rang. His girlfriend was still clinging happily to his arm. I never understood how walking together through crowded hallways while everyone was stuck inside from the rain made the girlfriends happy. Well, not just the girlfriend, Haku had been stolen away by Zabuza for the exact same reason and was now trying to stretch his lips beyond the limits of his face.
The teacher walked in behind him. It wasn't one of the teachers I liked either. Mizuki-sensei was someone who had graduated teachers college with Iruka-sensei. Iruka trusted him, even after he'd been busted for dealing drugs to a couple of his students. Mizuki had spent a couple years in jail and either an institution or rehab. The school had taken him on as a teacher again, but only because Iruka had vouched for him and promised to keep an eye on him. Tsunade still kept him on the radar, but Mizuki's been clean for years, so she put up with him.
He sucked as a teacher though. He was the kind of teacher that shoved the knowledge down your throat and shouted learn! Then he pretended to actually be a teacher and graded work we gave in months ago while you tried to cough up what you're choking on to try and figure out what he was trying to teach you. Figuratively speaking, of course.
He just isn't worth listening to. I turned my attention back to the rain splattering against the window.
Something brushed my arm. I tore my eyes from the window to see Choji had claimed the seat next to me. That's the only good part of Mizuki-sensei, as long as he can pretend to teach he doesn't care who sits where. I was only slightly surprised to see that Choji's girlfriend had taken a seat with the other girls across the room.
Choji's hand retracted momentarily as the teacher looked back to check the class was still there. As soon as the older man went back to writing with the messy chalk Choji bumped the scrap of paper against my arm again. A note? Choji has never exactly been the type to pass notes behind the teachers back. He's never been firmly against it either, but he liked to follow the rules when he could.
I reached and took his note. A yawn escaped as I pulled my head up off the desk. It's easier to read sitting up.
You okay?
Am I okay? Was I acted suspicious or something? I fumbled for a pencil and scribbled back. Should I not be?
I was just wondering. He wrote back, Naruto says he saw you talking to both Kiba and Yuki yesterday. Nothing happened?
I had to think about that for a second before I wrote a response. Yuki and Shino were conspiring together. Kiba dragged me along to investigate.
They were conspiring? About what?
My first instinct was to shrug. Dunno. They never said. Something about me and Kiba I think.
Choji mulled that over for awhile. I could almost see the hamster in his brain munching happily while it tried to unweave Yuki's web to see what she was up to. Meanwhile Choji chewed his pencil while he watched Mizuki-sensei stalk back and forth up front. The teacher glared his way as if he could tell Choji wasn't paying him any attention.
What did Kiba want?
Same as everyone, to know exactly who I like. Before you ask I didn't tell him. He doesn't know.
You should tell him. He'd take it fine. Sounds like the same advice when I asked what to do months ago when I first realized I liked him. Of course, then everyone assumed I liked Choji.
Does Choji want me to confess to my crush? I know he's looking out for me. Maybe he's hoping I would be as happy with Kiba as he is with his girlfriend.
What do you mean he's take it fine?
It's Kiba. He wouldn't flip out and turn you down or anything. He'd probably be flattered and take you out on a date anyway.
A date with Kiba…Wouldn't that be a dream come true. I don't want a pity date. I wrote to him.
You'd enjoy it either way. He put a couple smiley faces around his response. The little winking emoticons that made it obvious what he thought. He even waggled his eyebrows suggestively when I sent him a look.
I refuse to admit that. It really wouldn't do me any good to tell Kiba I like him…
Choji smiled at my denial. By now the scrap of paper was covered in half legible scribbles. I was surprised he found any space to squeeze in one last answer.
Class ended just as Choji finished his response. All around him people jumped out of their seats with their friends and fled the room. He folded the note carefully and held it out to me anyway.
Choji's girlfriend bounced up and slipped into his lap. "What are you two lovely lads up to?" She giggled as if that was actually funny, reaching for the paper between Choji's fingers.
Choji jerked his arm away from his seeking fingers. "It's nothing, Haruko."
"Oh come on," The girlfriend moved quicker than Choji could did, spinning out off his lap and snatching the note before dancing out of reach. "What could you boys possible be talking about that's so…secret…?" She trailed off.
My heart nearly stopped when her violet eyes widened as she scanned the note. She let out an airy oh and her hand found her lips in surprise.
I had basically written out a full confession on that piece of paper!
Choji grabbed her hand desperately. "Haruko, you can't—"
She ignored him, for once, and just leaned around him and across his desk. "So you do like Kiba? Really?" She whispered, even though everyone else was long gone.
"You can't tell anyone, Haruko." Choji said like any good friend. Problem was anyone probably already knew. There was no one for his girlfriend to tell, besides Kiba himself.
"It wouldn't matter. After Yuki's announcement everyone kind of knows already." She pointed out herself. "But you really do like Kiba?"
What did she expect me to do? Swear on the holy bible everything I say is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? "…yes." Not much I can do except admit it.
"Really?" You'd think she'd get the idea already.
"Yuki made it kind of obvious."
"Well, yeah. No one was really sure whether or not to believe her. I mean, you guys aren't exactly on the best of terms. A lot of people think she made it all up."
This is why I hate talking to women. The conversation is long, and troublesome. It repeats itself. Always seems to come back to the same thing. "Unfortunately, she didn't."
Her face melted, "Aw, that's so cute!"
"Cute?"
"Yeah. It's an unrequited love! A secret love between guys. It's all so romantic…" Sh sighed dreamily. I wonder if she was seeing one of those tear jerking Chick flicks that are poisoning the minds of youth today. "Choji's right, you know you would enjoy even just a pity date from Kiba. And you never know, he might just enjoy it too."
I'm honestly getting tired of hearing these kinds of things. Being with Kiba…I don't want a pity date. I really don't. I know I don't have an actual chance with him. I knew that the same time I admitted my feelings. Kiba wasn't into boys, it was a simple fact. "He can enjoy it all he wants. It wouldn't change the fact he doesn't like me."
She leaned in so close I was almost afraid she'd kiss me and I'd have Choji on my ass. He'd never forgive me, even if he knows I don't want her at all. "Make him change his mind." She said as if that was the simplest idea in the world.
"You know it's not that easy." Choji reminded her. He gently took her hand and stood to get his books. "Please, just let it go. Don't tell anyone."
She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "No one who doesn't already know."
Choji gave her a look, but let it pass. He said a quick goodbye and followed his girlfriend out. Choji left the note behind. Curious on what good Choji thought admitting to Kiba would bring me, I opened it.
You never know. Maybe you should just get it out there.
