Wishfully Swept Away
Chapter. 3? Yah, Ch.3
Don't hurt me! I really intend to make this one work! I do!
Chapter 3:
*Shuichi POV* "Shu-chan" Wha? "Shu-chan" Huh? Nani? "Shuichi" Nani?
The darkness around me cleared quickly, bringing in bright light I was
just not ready for. I squint, groan, and try to roll over. A chuckle,
then, "Shuichi. Baka."
Shaking my head slowly, I open my eyes, to be greeted by a familiar face.
"Hiro!" I cry-at least I think I did. He nods. "Baka." I sit up quickly, and
ignore all pain and dizzyness.
"Hiro, nani? What happened? I-I was earten-" "Iie." I look at him, his head
is down and he looks mildy. Ashamed? "Hiro?"
"One of our sempai saw you get attacked by the monster, he came in and
destroyed it, one hit. The Weedlick ran away." I stare at him in surprise.
"One... one hit?" he nods. "Well, who was it?"
He shakes his head. "Don't know. He came, destroyed it, threw a Pheonix
Down at you, and dissapeared. Didn't even have time to thank him."
"What'd he look like?" I ask. I don't believe this! Hiro. I don't get it.
"Blond. Tall. Gold-hazel eyes thin and sharp as the Gunblade he weilded."
I guess I should go find him, but here?
~~~~~~~~~
"Shuichi~~!!! OI! Baka! Don't get UP! Shu-chan!"
~~~~~~~~~
'Art room. music room... Training center *shiver*. Math Room...
Cafetiria!' I run into the cafeteria, and look around desperately. 'C'mon,
how hard is it to find someone with blond hair!?'
I serach with my eyes 'till... 'There!' I see a tall person moving, his head
above the crowd, gold crown bobbing in the waves.
"M-matte!" I cry, knowing he wont hear me, as he exits to the courtyard.
I push my way through the crowd, ignoring the irked students around me.
Out in the bright light, it is slghtly harder to find him. After some
searching and some loud "where'd you go?'s," I find him, in the shade of a
tree, reading.
I run to his side and stop, breathing heavily and staring down at him. He
does not look up at me, but he does ask irritatedly, "What?"
"Y-you. You came---and you---" He finally looks up at me, his eyes cold as
rocks and twice as sharp as diamonds. "I remember you. You were the pathetic
fighter K.O.'d by that monster." My eyes twitches. "Ek. Hai."
"And now what do you want, you pathetic idiot? Did you come for me to say,
"It's ok, it happens" or some stupid shit like that?" "I." "Baka. Can't you say one thing to me?" "I. boku wa. boku wa Shindo Shuichi! Boku wa "baka" ja nai yo*!"
"Like I care, baka." He stands up, towering almost two feet over me. I look
up at him, glaring what I hope is a mean stare. I remember being told once by
Hiro, as he ruffled my hair and smiled affectionately, that, "Shuichi, you
glare like a creampuff." And we all know creampuffs don't glare! So I'm
hoping I've been premoted to spicy curry glare!
"What do you want from me?"
"Boku."
~~~~~~~~~
HA! I'm being evil, again.
* he's saying (I hope) I am Shindo Shuichi! I am not "baka"!
Chapter. 3? Yah, Ch.3
Don't hurt me! I really intend to make this one work! I do!
Chapter 3:
*Shuichi POV* "Shu-chan" Wha? "Shu-chan" Huh? Nani? "Shuichi" Nani?
The darkness around me cleared quickly, bringing in bright light I was
just not ready for. I squint, groan, and try to roll over. A chuckle,
then, "Shuichi. Baka."
Shaking my head slowly, I open my eyes, to be greeted by a familiar face.
"Hiro!" I cry-at least I think I did. He nods. "Baka." I sit up quickly, and
ignore all pain and dizzyness.
"Hiro, nani? What happened? I-I was earten-" "Iie." I look at him, his head
is down and he looks mildy. Ashamed? "Hiro?"
"One of our sempai saw you get attacked by the monster, he came in and
destroyed it, one hit. The Weedlick ran away." I stare at him in surprise.
"One... one hit?" he nods. "Well, who was it?"
He shakes his head. "Don't know. He came, destroyed it, threw a Pheonix
Down at you, and dissapeared. Didn't even have time to thank him."
"What'd he look like?" I ask. I don't believe this! Hiro. I don't get it.
"Blond. Tall. Gold-hazel eyes thin and sharp as the Gunblade he weilded."
I guess I should go find him, but here?
~~~~~~~~~
"Shuichi~~!!! OI! Baka! Don't get UP! Shu-chan!"
~~~~~~~~~
'Art room. music room... Training center *shiver*. Math Room...
Cafetiria!' I run into the cafeteria, and look around desperately. 'C'mon,
how hard is it to find someone with blond hair!?'
I serach with my eyes 'till... 'There!' I see a tall person moving, his head
above the crowd, gold crown bobbing in the waves.
"M-matte!" I cry, knowing he wont hear me, as he exits to the courtyard.
I push my way through the crowd, ignoring the irked students around me.
Out in the bright light, it is slghtly harder to find him. After some
searching and some loud "where'd you go?'s," I find him, in the shade of a
tree, reading.
I run to his side and stop, breathing heavily and staring down at him. He
does not look up at me, but he does ask irritatedly, "What?"
"Y-you. You came---and you---" He finally looks up at me, his eyes cold as
rocks and twice as sharp as diamonds. "I remember you. You were the pathetic
fighter K.O.'d by that monster." My eyes twitches. "Ek. Hai."
"And now what do you want, you pathetic idiot? Did you come for me to say,
"It's ok, it happens" or some stupid shit like that?" "I." "Baka. Can't you say one thing to me?" "I. boku wa. boku wa Shindo Shuichi! Boku wa "baka" ja nai yo*!"
"Like I care, baka." He stands up, towering almost two feet over me. I look
up at him, glaring what I hope is a mean stare. I remember being told once by
Hiro, as he ruffled my hair and smiled affectionately, that, "Shuichi, you
glare like a creampuff." And we all know creampuffs don't glare! So I'm
hoping I've been premoted to spicy curry glare!
"What do you want from me?"
"Boku."
~~~~~~~~~
HA! I'm being evil, again.
* he's saying (I hope) I am Shindo Shuichi! I am not "baka"!