HAHA! Evil cliffhangers. Mwhahaha. Well anywho, still not the ending! Read the bottom. I hope this makes the rest of it before make a little more sense, but then in the end EVERYTHING is cleared up.
Yeah. Sure. Read on. . .
REVISIONS: The last line of 2 if different, so reread that, and the phone call was changed a tad. Not that it mattered, cause the end explains it all like I keep saying, but hey, I'm a stickler for perfectionism.
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Ken finally figured out that he loved Daisuke, and went a little crazy counting time. Daisuke wanted Ken to teach him a little about soccer. Ken obliged, and they met on the playing field. While cheating, Daisuke got himself injured. Ken kissed his goggles [yeah, kinda strange way of showing affection, but -I- want to kiss goggle boy's goggles, and I'm sure -you- do to if ever given the oppurtunity, so there] and Daisuke told him to leave. He woke up, and it was all a dream. He left his house with a strange feeling of deja vu, and the soccer game started over again. We last left Ken and Daisuke on the soccer field, and Ken had fallen after hearing a female voice.
"Ken, are you awake?"
"Yes mother." My memory floods me again. Some dream that was. But wait. Which one was the dream?
"Did you teach your little friend? You came back and didn't say much."
Oh, so the second one was a dream. Wonderful. So Daisuke really does hate me. "Why did you wake me?"
"You have a phone call."
"Oh. Who is it?"
"The person didn't say."
"What was the number on the caller ID?"
"It was a pay phone."
//AN: Don't you hate that? Either that or 'Unavailable' or 'Private' or 'Cellular Call'//
"Ok, I'll get up in a second." My mother walked down off of the ladder and I got up. I really shouldn't answer the phone. . . .
But I get up and walk over to where my computer is anyway. I pick up the phone. "Hello?"
"Ken. Hi."
Oh great, it just happens to be Daisuke. I knew that, somewhere, but I was still hoping that it wasn't true. "Hello."
"Listen, Ken, I really didn't mean that. I'm sorry. It's just that, well, that was a little scary."
I responded with sarcasm. "Really, wow? I thought that things like that happened all the time."
"What? Things like that don't happen. But Ken, I've been thinking, and. . . ."
"And what?"
"Well, I-I like you too, Ken."
With a little hestiation and a weak, crackly voice, I answered, "Really?"
"Yeah. What are you going to do about it?"
I had no idea. So I answered tuthfully. "I-I don't know."
"How about you come to the park, and help me get home?"
"You mean, you are still at the park?"
"It's been like," I hear a pause. "7 minutes."
"It has?" I must dream quickly.
"Yeah. So come down to the park, near the water fountains."
"Ok!"
He hung up. I looked down at my clothes. My shirt was damp, and so were my shorts. My cleats were -half- full of mud. . . .
Oh no. My bed. I nearly jump up the ladder, skipping 3 steps with each foot. My sheets were completely filled with mud stains and little bits of grass. I could see some spots that are almost clear from the water I transferred to them.
"My mother is going to KILL me."
But instead of cleaning up, or waiting for my mother to chew me out, I ran out the door to meet Diasuke at the park. I just hope this isn't another one of my twisted dreams.
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Ok, so there is, dun dun dun, a sixth chapter! I almost ended it here. Wouldn't that be a terrible shame? ;;
So the ending, next chapter. I don't want to say anything, I just want to say that there is another twist, and not the one you think.
Yeah. Sure. Read on. . .
REVISIONS: The last line of 2 if different, so reread that, and the phone call was changed a tad. Not that it mattered, cause the end explains it all like I keep saying, but hey, I'm a stickler for perfectionism.
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Ken finally figured out that he loved Daisuke, and went a little crazy counting time. Daisuke wanted Ken to teach him a little about soccer. Ken obliged, and they met on the playing field. While cheating, Daisuke got himself injured. Ken kissed his goggles [yeah, kinda strange way of showing affection, but -I- want to kiss goggle boy's goggles, and I'm sure -you- do to if ever given the oppurtunity, so there] and Daisuke told him to leave. He woke up, and it was all a dream. He left his house with a strange feeling of deja vu, and the soccer game started over again. We last left Ken and Daisuke on the soccer field, and Ken had fallen after hearing a female voice.
"Ken, are you awake?"
"Yes mother." My memory floods me again. Some dream that was. But wait. Which one was the dream?
"Did you teach your little friend? You came back and didn't say much."
Oh, so the second one was a dream. Wonderful. So Daisuke really does hate me. "Why did you wake me?"
"You have a phone call."
"Oh. Who is it?"
"The person didn't say."
"What was the number on the caller ID?"
"It was a pay phone."
//AN: Don't you hate that? Either that or 'Unavailable' or 'Private' or 'Cellular Call'//
"Ok, I'll get up in a second." My mother walked down off of the ladder and I got up. I really shouldn't answer the phone. . . .
But I get up and walk over to where my computer is anyway. I pick up the phone. "Hello?"
"Ken. Hi."
Oh great, it just happens to be Daisuke. I knew that, somewhere, but I was still hoping that it wasn't true. "Hello."
"Listen, Ken, I really didn't mean that. I'm sorry. It's just that, well, that was a little scary."
I responded with sarcasm. "Really, wow? I thought that things like that happened all the time."
"What? Things like that don't happen. But Ken, I've been thinking, and. . . ."
"And what?"
"Well, I-I like you too, Ken."
With a little hestiation and a weak, crackly voice, I answered, "Really?"
"Yeah. What are you going to do about it?"
I had no idea. So I answered tuthfully. "I-I don't know."
"How about you come to the park, and help me get home?"
"You mean, you are still at the park?"
"It's been like," I hear a pause. "7 minutes."
"It has?" I must dream quickly.
"Yeah. So come down to the park, near the water fountains."
"Ok!"
He hung up. I looked down at my clothes. My shirt was damp, and so were my shorts. My cleats were -half- full of mud. . . .
Oh no. My bed. I nearly jump up the ladder, skipping 3 steps with each foot. My sheets were completely filled with mud stains and little bits of grass. I could see some spots that are almost clear from the water I transferred to them.
"My mother is going to KILL me."
But instead of cleaning up, or waiting for my mother to chew me out, I ran out the door to meet Diasuke at the park. I just hope this isn't another one of my twisted dreams.
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Ok, so there is, dun dun dun, a sixth chapter! I almost ended it here. Wouldn't that be a terrible shame? ;;
So the ending, next chapter. I don't want to say anything, I just want to say that there is another twist, and not the one you think.
