Disclaimer: Nope, don't own them. But I do own these! *Holds up various anime plushies and a deformed voodoo Relena doll*
A/n: You might wanna read 'Clay's Rampage'. Or else you'll be lost.
I finally got off my lazy butt and wrote the sequel to 'Clay's Rampage'. Wait hold on a minute...Yep. that was one of the first Clay/Hiead's out there!!! Lemme see....I posted 'Clay's Rampage' on 5-6-02.... I think I am. I am so proud of me.
Ok.....Too many Oreos....
And Sure La Card is a Senior or Top Candidate, in case you didn't know that. It's a shame we don't see much of him. If we see him at all.
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Damn that bitch boy. Zero's been acting all worried ever since the nerdy bastard had that rampage. Who knew? Zero is Clay's bitch.
Zero is whipped.
I feel an odd admiration. Clay has Zero on a leash. Mentally and most likely literally.
I am a sick and disturbed man. That is what I am. A man. Unlike the boys of GOA.
Clay is a very interesting specimen. His EX also somehow reacts with Zero's in a way. I don't know how. But I'll find out.
In the Cuerval/Quarble, he had his reaction. About the time Zero was falling.
Jealousy washes over me. GODDAMN IT! I don't want these damn feelings for that nerdy bastard. Yet, they're there. I have to relucantly accept them or they'll plague me. But that doesn't mean I can't act like a bastard.
Wait....I suddenly have an evil idea....
Who's my greatest rival?
Zero.
What does he have that I want?
A guy named Clay Cliff Fortran.....
I smirk as I walk to the mess hall. Once again the boys part like the fabled Red Sea.
I even manage to chuckle a bit. My tray and I are at a table. In the farthest corner.
Not even Ikhnny dared to sit by me. Good. I don't want her to. Wait. Oh shit. She's coming over.
"Sir?"
"What do you want?" I ask darkly.
"Well. Um. I was wondering if you-" She started to stammer. She had her hands folded in front of her in that frightened, mousy way.
"Spit it out, already." I snarl. "I don't have all day to listen to your trivial comments."
Her eyes widen and she bustled away. I loved it. On the verge of tears, she was. And I enjoyed every second of it.
I'm not mean. I'm just not as nice as other people.
Clay walks by. Apparently healed. I stick my foot out, but he steps over it. Damn. Zero smiles his boyish smile while Clay smirks back.
Oh god....He sits down next to Zero. I growl slightly under my breath. No one hears. Great.
I finish my tray and immediately walk towards the table with a smirk.
"Happy your boyfriend's ok?" I sneer.
"Very much." Zero says a little annoyed.
Ha. The look on Clay's face was priceless when I lean a little close to the nerdy bastard.
Shock, confusion, and nervousness was splayed across his face. "What-?"
"Clay." I chuckled menacingly. "Even with you're glasses you're blind."
One could almost feel the heated glare from Zero burning into my back as I walk away.
Let the battle begin.....
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"Time for Cuerval." Azuma said.
The first match was to be me with Sure La Card. Against Zero and Aracd.
Perfect.
While Aracd and Sure are duking it out, I search for Zero.
"Where are you?" Demands I.
Then all of a sudden, I'm attacked from above.
Sneaky.
We're soon in a grappling fight.
"Sweep his feet from beneath him." My 'repairer' suggested.
"I can fight on my own." Damn, I am mean.
"Oh." Was her only reply. That was the last I heard of her.
A few more minutes into the fight and I get tired of grappling. I sweep the pro-ings legs and he falls.
Victory....
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Zero trudged back to where the repairer's station.
"I lost." He croaked.
Clay only put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
My left eyes twitches. But this will be more interesting.
Objective: Make Clay Cliff Fortran mine.
Objective 2: Watch Zero Enna writhe in emotional and physical pain whilst doing it.
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Erg. Great. Just when I thought I was alone....
Here I am, sitting in the Relaxation Room when all of a sudden, I hear lip-smacking.
Damn. When are they not doing stuff like that?! They're always together, it sickens me. Sure enough, I find them under a tree, making out and groping each other happily.
Zero pulls away when the P.A. speaker calls for him. Perfect.
He dashes out, leaving Clay....All alone.....And in a very vulnerable position I might add.
Him, lying there on his back, fingers laced behind his head, eyes closed.
Like predator stalking a prey, I stalk up to him.
Maybe that's what's so alluring. That adrenaline rush of stalking your prey..that predator/prey complex....
I go in for the attack.
Boy, did Clay wake up to a surprise...
I was practically smothering him with my lips and I pinned his wrists down to the grass. He squirms to get away.
I chuckle. "Clay. You shouldn't squirm your hips so much. It doesn't look right.." I smirk evilly.
"Get off, Hiead!" He cries out. Music to my ears.
"Why would I want to do that?" I drop my voice an octave lower. The kind that prissy girls could've melted at.
Clay's gold eyes widened.
The P.A. announced dinner.
A loud growl filled the air. It wasn't me.
I look down at Clay. He has a sheepish look. His stomach growls again.
I snort and let him up. But not before having another smother. Clay walks away, he kind of stops for a moment. Then continues on.
I smirk. Now that Clay's has a taste me, I doubt he'll go back to Zero. Now all I gotta do is kick it up a notch and Clay Cliff Fortran will be mine.
For keeps.
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A/n: Well. I finally wrote the sequel. Stupid writer's block. Please read and review.