Chapter 14: Tomoko Kuroki.
Tomoko Kuroki didn't know what happened but a crazy looking emo guy from the university was looking for her and now she was talking to him. Was this the start of her popular phase, she thought. This could be it. After being ignored for the whole first year, finally a guy had taken the initiative to capture her. And it was not like she didn't want to be captured. Oh no, she really wanted to be caught.
But she had hoped it would be a handsome guy, some blonde with blue eyes and a charming smile. This one was, well, not all that if she were being honest. He did give off some creepy vibes. The way he looked at her like she was the answer to all his prayers, it did make her feel a bit good about herself. So, it wasn't exactly bad.
"Are you Tomo Kuroki?"
Oh no, he got her name wrong. Now she had to pretend to be Tomo Kuroki for the entire duration of this conversation. Suddenly she wasn't feeling all that excited to talk to him. But maybe she could create a new persona and leave her old self behind. This could be the new beginning. Goodbye Tomoko who makes jokes on poop and enjoys toilet humour and squashes cockroaches beneath her foot. She will be no more. Now it's time for Tomo to shine. She will be like Bond. Or more like Bond girls. Wait didn't they have stupid names with double entendres.
"Kuroki."
"What?"
"Tomoko Kuroki."
"Oh that's your name." The emo guy said. "Well, my name is Hachiman Hikigaya and I want you to join the service club."
Club? Wait what? What was happening? She couldn't join a club. But then again clubs were popular. It was also full of people, not a lot of people but still a significant number. Wasn't most animes related to high school based on some club or another. And didn't the heroine find the meaning of life through such slice of life animes through the interactions between club members and the activities they partake in from time to time.
Personally she had never found the courage to go ahead and join a club. But she had heard that second year university students were encouraged to join a club or form one. She had dreams of founding a club, a club that would be super popular and she would be the president. But that dream had been left unfulfilled. She had gone through high school, keeping that dream alive, but no more.
But now, the thing had showed up on a platter.
"Service club?" she hesitated.
What a strange name for a club. Service? What kind of service. The word itself had some sort of sexual connotation. Like the stuff they do at massage parlors, those types of services. Could a club like this function on the university campus, she had no idea. But there it was and there was this guy, what did he say his name was again. Crap, it would be super awkward to ask him to repeat his name. It would look like she wasn't paying attention, which is true. She is not paying attention. In fact, she had been looking at his face.
He had a bit of a handsome face.
"Kuroko." He said.
"Kuroki."
"Oh crap, did I mess up your name again. Seriously," he shook his head. "I'm generally not this terrible."
Had she really opened her mouth to correct him and was her attempt successful. Yeah me! Tomoko cheered internally. Today she was going to buy ice cream when classes were over. Generally she reserved that for when she met a really hot guy and said two words to him or successfully brought groceries, but no, today she stood up for herself. This was some great personality development right there. If she keeps this up she would soon be popular.
Also this guy, he was still here and she had forgotten his name. Well, it wasn't important. It was not like she needed to know his name to be popular. It was the other way around. Now to make this conversation move more smoothly, she had to do something. But what, that was the question.
"Why do you want me?"
"Excuse me?"
Ah, shit, shit. Why did she have to open her mouth and say stuff like that. This was why none of her roommates talked to her and treated her like a living breathing zombie. Wait wouldn't that be a human? No she was getting distracted. Back to important matters.
Why do you want me – had she really asked that idiotic question. Was she the female lead of a shitty otome game. Who talked like that? Seriously. She was a twenty year old second year student at this university. She could drink alcohol for God's sake and that wouldn't be breaking a real law. She really had to get this taking bit down. It was easy in theory. Open your mouth and make coherent sentence. What was so hard? Penises.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
Had she let out a giggle, she hoped not. But then again, laughter, smile and giggles were supposed to make a woman look even more enticing. Didn't most guys try to make women smile with their lame jokes. He wasn't trying to flirt with her was he? All this things about asking her to join a club, a service club mind you, maybe this was some clever literary foreplay. He did look like a hippie from the liberal arts department. Now those were some guys who were high on drugs. She wondered whether she could get her hands on any. That would chill her the fuck out and who knows, maybe with lowered inhibitions, she might just kiss a guy on the lips. Maybe do a bit more, something with the tongue.
"Why are you blushing?" he asked.
"I –I " she was stuttering.
"Yes?"
"I want a joint."
"What!?"
"I want to join."
"Oh," he looked a bit worried. "That's great, I guess. Come with me."
Tomoko had figured out what this was. This guy, whatever his name was, he was just shy and he also found her attractive. So because he was a bit of an emo, and maybe also a bit of an otaku, he tried the approach of a dating sim game to ask a girl out. That's why instead of asking her out in person as an individual, he asked her out as a member of a group, a club. Subtle, she was sure this club didn't have any members.
"How many members are there?"
"Not many. That's why I asked you."
Tomoko smiled and gave a creepy laugh. He didn't seem to mind her. Okay, so what if her first boyfriend was an emo guy with rotten dead fish eyes. She still beat those plastic and artificial gals with fake nails, who talked tough but were still a virgin even when they were university students. Talk about lame.
Granted, she was a virgin too, but only for so long. He looked like a decent guy. She could have sex with him on the third date. Maybe the first date if he was really nice to her. Oh no, wouldn't he think she was a slut for thinking about sex. Well, she was getting worried for no reason. Wait, in this campus a lot of weirdos walked around.
"You don't read minds do you?" she asked.
"What? No, I'm not a telepath."
Definitely an otaku. Well, that's one thing she had in common with him. The other thing being now they would be in the same club. Maybe she should also ask him about the club. Isn't that what conversation is all about. Hey, she was getting the hang of it.
"What do we do?"
"What?"
Okay, she could do better. "I mean. What does the club do?"
"Well, the best way I can describe our activities is, we teach others how to fish, instead of giving them a fish. But don't ask what happens, if the guy doesn't own a fishing rod. Or a fishing net." He whispered under his breath looking rather annoyed. "I have been looking for a better definition to our activities. We generally just help others."
"Why?"
"Because, helping is kinda nice. I can't explain it. You will get it when you first handle a request."
Tomoko didn't understand a word he said. But at the mention of fishing her mind fell back to her days spent with her father. He would take her out to fishing sometimes. It was a fun activity. Wait, this was gross. Was she picturing this guy as her father and also trying to have sexual and romantic relationships with him. That would be kinky. She wondered whether he had any weird fetishes.
"Daddy."
"What?"
"Nothing."
Oh god, she had really done it. She had said it out loud. She didn't know how girls actually said that word in sex. It felt so awkward and out of place and they were just walking. Wait a second, where were they going. Should she ask, he was not going to kidnap her was he? He did have that stranger-danger vibe going on with him. But no way, he was a student of this campus and the security here was tight.
Tight,
Huh, like her…
"What's so funny, Tomoko-san."
"Nothing." She should really ask for his name, now that she was – I mean, he was interested in her romantically and he had even made up this clever ruse. "What's your name?" There, it wasn't that hard. Progress. Good job, Tomoko.
"Didn't I mention it already. My bad. It's Hachiman Hikigaya."
Huh, he had a cool name. Alliterative. Nice. She tried out his name. Hachiman Hikigaya. Tomoko Hikigaya. Wait, wasn't she jumping too far ahead. Besides, they were just talking. More like he was talking and she was responding awkwardly but still. It's not like they were going to be married. It would be super lame if she married the first guy she ever dated. But it will be all kinds of romantic. Screw those sluts who slept around, dyeing their hair blonde. She was gonna marry the first guy who ever asked her out on a date. Well he hadn't asked her out on a date, but he had asked her to be a member of his club.
His club could be his penis.
"Tomoko-san, what's so funny. Please share the joke. I would also like to laugh."
"It's nothing."
Then she thought of something interesting.
"Hey, Hikigaya-kun"
"Yes."
There goes it. She was gonna give him a chance to come out of this being a man, who told the truth and won the princess in the castle by playing fair and square. "Why do you want me to join your club?" Wow, her first full sentence question in ages.
"Because, I want someone to be on my side."
Tomoko Kuroki blushed. Wow, she landed a womanizer as her first boyfriend.
"Do you want to go to the club and finish the paperwork?" He asked.
Tomoko Kuroki nodded, still blushing like a newly wedded bride. "Y-yes, anata."
"What?"
"Nothing."
Later on she would find out that, Hachiman Hikigaya got her name from Shizuka Hiratsuka and he wanted her to be in the club because, the other two members were slowly killing him with their healthy dozes of positivity. When Tomoko Kuroki met Yui Yuigahama and Eru Chitanda, she had given up on him. Now way she was gonna win this battle for best girl. She was the worst girl. And then there was Eikichi Onizuka, the sociology teacher and their club advisor. Hachiman Hikigaya was not gonna win best boy award as well.
But maybe,
Maybe,
As he said, she could be there at his side.
The losing side.
When they slowly started to open up to each other and she got over his white lie and the small misunderstanding which made her join the service club, they became more or less tolerable to one another's company and that was saying a lot, because the two of them were loners.
"I found you because loners are attracted to each others like magnets."
He still had that way of speaking which was always liable to be misunderstood. But she got what he was saying. She understood. Except.
"Magnets repel each other, you bozo."
"I don't care." He raised his Maxx Coffee high in the air. "Riajuus blow yourself up!"
Tomoko raised her spoon. She had been eating ice cream. There was no one else in the clubroom except for him and her. Wait that sounded a bit more romantic. Something the likes of Yuigahama and Chitanda would say. Well, screw them
"Airheads, go suck a cock." She proclaimed.
Yeah, that would clear their heads, she thought with a smile.
A/N: This chapter is over 2200+ words. I really enjoyed writing it. Hope you guys liked it too. Tell me what you think?
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