Chapter 12 - The Nightmare Never Ends
Yume sighed and closed her eyes. It still hurt. Her heart did, that is. It had been months before... so why couldn't she just forget? It wasn't even real love but it had been special. But her friends knew it wouldn't work. It could've but attempts weren't made to get closer. She knew why he didn't make any moves. It was because he was so shy. Everybody else assumed that she was too, but she wasn't. The truth was that she was afraid of getting too close. She wasn't sure how to get closer and hated to admit, but also a little fearful.
"Hey Yume!" said a cheerful masculine voice. She opened her eyes and saw Suboshi.
"Oh, hi," she said in a dull voice. Suboshi looked at her confused.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing..."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Okay, okay!" he protested, laying off. He walked away shaking his head. 'Dang... girls in this world sure are moody.' he thought.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Hotohori sighed. He had hoped that maybe he could've found true love with one of these girls, however, this wasn't so. There was hope with Kirei though. Now that she had broken up with Amiboshi, he could move into the scene. He shook his head. No, that wasn't right. That was the last thing he should've even tried about doing.
"Hotohori-sama~!" said a fairly womanly yet masculine voice behind him. Hotohori turned around to face the violet-haired comrade.
"Nuriko, there's no need for you to call me -sama anymore. I am not exactly an emperor right now," he said warmly. He raised an eyebrow in question when he finally noticed the big screen TV in one of Nuriko's hands.
"Want to watch TV? I also have a cable box. Kirei said I should take it along too," Nuriko said holding up the black box in the other.
"Do you know how to get it to work?"
"Umm... Sure! It can't be that hard right?" Nuriko said brightly. Hotohori looked at him uncertainly. Nuriko set down the TV carefully and put the cable box on top. He dropped to the floor looking for a plug outlet that looked like the one Kirei showed him. He found one on a different wall and crawled towards it, pulling the TV with him. Hotohori sweatdropped.
A little while later Nuriko successfully had hooked up the TV correctly with the cable box. He plopped down next to Hotohori and flicked on the tube. After a bit of watching MTV, Nuriko asked him, "Can you believe that girls are actually allowed to dress like this, Hotohori-sama? Oops, I mean -san..."
Hotohori shrugged. "It's quite scandalous... but then again... the enchantresses dress similarly, don't they?"
"At least they keep their stomachs covered properly."
"Very true."
Nuriko changed the channel. Hotohori and Nuriko's mouths dropped open. Across the screen, filled a scene of two naked people making love. Yuri came in the room then nearly dropped the video she was holding and gasped.
"Why are you guys watching porno?? Change the channel now, before Chiriko comes in!!!" she admonished. Nuriko panicked and searched frantically for the remote. He couldn't find it so he instead hit the 'power' button of the TV. However, he lost control of the TV and smashed it instead. The three stared at the broken TV.
"Umm..." Nuriko drifted.
"Umm would be the correct phrase..." Hotohori remarked.
"OOOOO.... Kirei's going to hurt you......."Yuri said in a sing song voice as she walked away.
"Where was the remote anyway?" Nuriko wondered. Hotohori pointed to the top of the TV. Nuriko sweatdropped. This was the perfect time to feel stupid.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Yume rolled her eyes. The two of them, Hikaru and Tasuki, were all over each other. And in front of her face, too. She snapped her eyes shut. Her eyes just did not want to see this. She opened her eyes again and saw Suboshi. 'Great, just great...' she thought. She felt uncomfortable around him sometimes, because whenever he looked at her, she felt that he could read her mood just by looking through her eyes.
"Hey Yume?" he asked.
"Yea?"
"What's this?" and he held up a yo-yo.
"That would be a lovely yo-yo, Suboshi."
"Oh... yo-yo?"
"Yes a yo-yo. Do you see that it has two halves stuck together with string in the middle?"
"Yes...but what does it do?"
Yume impatiently grabbed the yo-yo and did a few tricks like walk-the-dog and around-the-world. Suboshi's eyes widened in amazement.
"Amazing! Teach me?" he asked hopefully. Yume was about to decline but his face just looked so hopeful, so she obligingly agreed. She showed him how to hold it and make a few good moves. He learned what she could do quickly and moved on to try and make some of his own. She watched dully, barely paying attention. Suboshi stopped and looked at her. Yume noticed and shifted uncomfortably.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she demanded.
"Why do you always look so upset?" he asked. She looked up surprised.
"I don't..."
"Yes you do."
"No-"
"Yes."
Yume gave up. "I just think a lot and it gets me sad sometimes," she answered. Suboshi put an arm around her. Yume shrank back a bit.
"Why?" he asked.
"Umm... I'd rather not say..." Yume said uncomfortably, looking away.
"Y-Yume..."
"Hm?
"You're my friend right?"
Yume hesitated to answer. "I guess... of course we are! I think..."
"Yume..."
"Yea?"
"I think I like you..."
Yume's head snapped up. "What??? That's impossible! We barely even know each other!"
"We could get to know each other..."
Yume thought about the last time she had made a rash decision about a relationship. She didn't want that to happen again. She looked at Suboshi. "It'll take a lot of time but I wouldn't mind trying to be closer friends."
She smiled at him and walked away. Suboshi smiled. 'YES' he thought to himself. 'Score!!'
Yume sighed and closed her eyes. It still hurt. Her heart did, that is. It had been months before... so why couldn't she just forget? It wasn't even real love but it had been special. But her friends knew it wouldn't work. It could've but attempts weren't made to get closer. She knew why he didn't make any moves. It was because he was so shy. Everybody else assumed that she was too, but she wasn't. The truth was that she was afraid of getting too close. She wasn't sure how to get closer and hated to admit, but also a little fearful.
"Hey Yume!" said a cheerful masculine voice. She opened her eyes and saw Suboshi.
"Oh, hi," she said in a dull voice. Suboshi looked at her confused.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing..."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Okay, okay!" he protested, laying off. He walked away shaking his head. 'Dang... girls in this world sure are moody.' he thought.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Hotohori sighed. He had hoped that maybe he could've found true love with one of these girls, however, this wasn't so. There was hope with Kirei though. Now that she had broken up with Amiboshi, he could move into the scene. He shook his head. No, that wasn't right. That was the last thing he should've even tried about doing.
"Hotohori-sama~!" said a fairly womanly yet masculine voice behind him. Hotohori turned around to face the violet-haired comrade.
"Nuriko, there's no need for you to call me -sama anymore. I am not exactly an emperor right now," he said warmly. He raised an eyebrow in question when he finally noticed the big screen TV in one of Nuriko's hands.
"Want to watch TV? I also have a cable box. Kirei said I should take it along too," Nuriko said holding up the black box in the other.
"Do you know how to get it to work?"
"Umm... Sure! It can't be that hard right?" Nuriko said brightly. Hotohori looked at him uncertainly. Nuriko set down the TV carefully and put the cable box on top. He dropped to the floor looking for a plug outlet that looked like the one Kirei showed him. He found one on a different wall and crawled towards it, pulling the TV with him. Hotohori sweatdropped.
A little while later Nuriko successfully had hooked up the TV correctly with the cable box. He plopped down next to Hotohori and flicked on the tube. After a bit of watching MTV, Nuriko asked him, "Can you believe that girls are actually allowed to dress like this, Hotohori-sama? Oops, I mean -san..."
Hotohori shrugged. "It's quite scandalous... but then again... the enchantresses dress similarly, don't they?"
"At least they keep their stomachs covered properly."
"Very true."
Nuriko changed the channel. Hotohori and Nuriko's mouths dropped open. Across the screen, filled a scene of two naked people making love. Yuri came in the room then nearly dropped the video she was holding and gasped.
"Why are you guys watching porno?? Change the channel now, before Chiriko comes in!!!" she admonished. Nuriko panicked and searched frantically for the remote. He couldn't find it so he instead hit the 'power' button of the TV. However, he lost control of the TV and smashed it instead. The three stared at the broken TV.
"Umm..." Nuriko drifted.
"Umm would be the correct phrase..." Hotohori remarked.
"OOOOO.... Kirei's going to hurt you......."Yuri said in a sing song voice as she walked away.
"Where was the remote anyway?" Nuriko wondered. Hotohori pointed to the top of the TV. Nuriko sweatdropped. This was the perfect time to feel stupid.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Yume rolled her eyes. The two of them, Hikaru and Tasuki, were all over each other. And in front of her face, too. She snapped her eyes shut. Her eyes just did not want to see this. She opened her eyes again and saw Suboshi. 'Great, just great...' she thought. She felt uncomfortable around him sometimes, because whenever he looked at her, she felt that he could read her mood just by looking through her eyes.
"Hey Yume?" he asked.
"Yea?"
"What's this?" and he held up a yo-yo.
"That would be a lovely yo-yo, Suboshi."
"Oh... yo-yo?"
"Yes a yo-yo. Do you see that it has two halves stuck together with string in the middle?"
"Yes...but what does it do?"
Yume impatiently grabbed the yo-yo and did a few tricks like walk-the-dog and around-the-world. Suboshi's eyes widened in amazement.
"Amazing! Teach me?" he asked hopefully. Yume was about to decline but his face just looked so hopeful, so she obligingly agreed. She showed him how to hold it and make a few good moves. He learned what she could do quickly and moved on to try and make some of his own. She watched dully, barely paying attention. Suboshi stopped and looked at her. Yume noticed and shifted uncomfortably.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she demanded.
"Why do you always look so upset?" he asked. She looked up surprised.
"I don't..."
"Yes you do."
"No-"
"Yes."
Yume gave up. "I just think a lot and it gets me sad sometimes," she answered. Suboshi put an arm around her. Yume shrank back a bit.
"Why?" he asked.
"Umm... I'd rather not say..." Yume said uncomfortably, looking away.
"Y-Yume..."
"Hm?
"You're my friend right?"
Yume hesitated to answer. "I guess... of course we are! I think..."
"Yume..."
"Yea?"
"I think I like you..."
Yume's head snapped up. "What??? That's impossible! We barely even know each other!"
"We could get to know each other..."
Yume thought about the last time she had made a rash decision about a relationship. She didn't want that to happen again. She looked at Suboshi. "It'll take a lot of time but I wouldn't mind trying to be closer friends."
She smiled at him and walked away. Suboshi smiled. 'YES' he thought to himself. 'Score!!'
