I would just like to say one thing. Look at the rating. See the R? Love the R. Wondering why it is R? Sex? Violence? Murder? No you sickos! It's the language! If you haven't noticed, I am averaging two F words per chapter. And I thought that was a little much for PG-13. So all of you hentai lovers that thought I was going to pull something, no wait, I should rephrase that, these people are hentai lovers. Think. . . . Ok, so let's just say that no one is getting any lemonade here. Only orange juice. I think that works. So either drink up or get out.
Take-chan again. E-gads. I hate writing for this guy. Yes, I will admit it.
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I tried the door. He didn't answer. Oh sure, I could have ran like before. I could have, and my life would have probably been better for it. Then I wouldn't have gotten soaked standing out front. But I'll get to that later.
Why did I stand there in front of Daisuke's apartment for a half an hour? It's because I heard him. I heard him inside there, and he was so scared. June tried to console him. She tried to hard, but Dai just sounded so weak. I couldn't keep hitting the door, but I couldn't leave.
So I stood there, for what seemed to be an etenity. Long after the soft murmurs stopped. And then I turned. And walked right out. I gave up. Funny, the bearer of hope and I gave up. Really fucking funny.
I walked down the stairs. I didn't bother taking the elevator. While I was walking I though back to my relationship with Hikari, trying to remember when I first started all of this mess.
It was a given, Hikari and I would end up together. So we followed everyone's expectations and got involved. Daisuke had lightened up a bit on Hikari, and we got together. But there was no public displays, we wanted to spare Dai's feelings. After about a year, Hikari wanted to get serious. We were making out on the couch, all nice and fine, when she started tugging on my clothes. Eager little thing she was. And I closed my eyes. I didn't see her, I saw a guy. It didn't matter who, but it was a guy. Scared the living shit out of me. So I jumped off the couch, literally throwing her halfway across the room. I blinked several times, I probably was in shock. I wiped off my mouth with the back of my hand and straightened out my clothes. Then I looked at her on the floor. The person I thought I would end up with, in love, and I didn't. I hated her. I ran out of there.
She actually stalked me after that. At first she was all pleading, saying 'Whatever I did I'm sorry, take me back.' And I didn't. I couldn't love her, no matter what. I just couldn't. Then she went full blown insane. She would call me at all hours, insisting that we should be together. She actually ordered me to get back together. I ignored her. She eventually stopped, but she looked at me with fire in her eyes.
When I had supressed the tidbit of information that I might be gay, I tried going out with one of the hordes of girls that were drolling all over me. Just like Yamato. I don't know how he copes. So Hikari stalked her. Poor girl ran to me crying one day and broke up with me. She said that once I got rid of the crazy bitch she would go out with me. I laughed it off, which pissed off Hikari even more. Now we aren't on speaking terms, and I don't care.
I reached the bottom of the stairs and my train of thought was interupted. It had started to rain, and the clear doors of the main floor were clouded with sleet. I walked outside.
I was completely and immediately soaked. It went down to the bone and joined the chill that was already there. I stood there and starred at the sky.
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Ha! Look how long I made that! I actually wrote Take-chan! Good for me. Yup, Hikari's a bitch. Come on, you already knew that. And June is a sweet, caring rolemodel. I like this fic. ^_^
Take-chan again. E-gads. I hate writing for this guy. Yes, I will admit it.
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I tried the door. He didn't answer. Oh sure, I could have ran like before. I could have, and my life would have probably been better for it. Then I wouldn't have gotten soaked standing out front. But I'll get to that later.
Why did I stand there in front of Daisuke's apartment for a half an hour? It's because I heard him. I heard him inside there, and he was so scared. June tried to console him. She tried to hard, but Dai just sounded so weak. I couldn't keep hitting the door, but I couldn't leave.
So I stood there, for what seemed to be an etenity. Long after the soft murmurs stopped. And then I turned. And walked right out. I gave up. Funny, the bearer of hope and I gave up. Really fucking funny.
I walked down the stairs. I didn't bother taking the elevator. While I was walking I though back to my relationship with Hikari, trying to remember when I first started all of this mess.
It was a given, Hikari and I would end up together. So we followed everyone's expectations and got involved. Daisuke had lightened up a bit on Hikari, and we got together. But there was no public displays, we wanted to spare Dai's feelings. After about a year, Hikari wanted to get serious. We were making out on the couch, all nice and fine, when she started tugging on my clothes. Eager little thing she was. And I closed my eyes. I didn't see her, I saw a guy. It didn't matter who, but it was a guy. Scared the living shit out of me. So I jumped off the couch, literally throwing her halfway across the room. I blinked several times, I probably was in shock. I wiped off my mouth with the back of my hand and straightened out my clothes. Then I looked at her on the floor. The person I thought I would end up with, in love, and I didn't. I hated her. I ran out of there.
She actually stalked me after that. At first she was all pleading, saying 'Whatever I did I'm sorry, take me back.' And I didn't. I couldn't love her, no matter what. I just couldn't. Then she went full blown insane. She would call me at all hours, insisting that we should be together. She actually ordered me to get back together. I ignored her. She eventually stopped, but she looked at me with fire in her eyes.
When I had supressed the tidbit of information that I might be gay, I tried going out with one of the hordes of girls that were drolling all over me. Just like Yamato. I don't know how he copes. So Hikari stalked her. Poor girl ran to me crying one day and broke up with me. She said that once I got rid of the crazy bitch she would go out with me. I laughed it off, which pissed off Hikari even more. Now we aren't on speaking terms, and I don't care.
I reached the bottom of the stairs and my train of thought was interupted. It had started to rain, and the clear doors of the main floor were clouded with sleet. I walked outside.
I was completely and immediately soaked. It went down to the bone and joined the chill that was already there. I stood there and starred at the sky.
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Ha! Look how long I made that! I actually wrote Take-chan! Good for me. Yup, Hikari's a bitch. Come on, you already knew that. And June is a sweet, caring rolemodel. I like this fic. ^_^