Yup, I've finally updated. . ... I swear, I didn't mean to hold it up so long, I just got caught up with other things. I''ve been writing so much G-rated-ness it's ridiculous. o.o Go read my Dragon Knights fics. G-rated they may be, but they are angstariffic.
..I don't believe I've been using a disclaimer lately, so here goes: I own nothing but a few Evangelion DVDS, an old laptop, and my own fics. So there. Don't sue me, the most you can get is fifteen dollars in nickels and dimes.
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Rain blew through the open window. After fifteen minutes of fruitless attempts to close it, Netto had surrendered and sat on his bed. He sat there still, sometime during the middle of the night, staring at the wall. Occasionally, a drop of rain would blow onto his face, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. He knew the sky was crying, as he could not, triggered by the slow trickle of water from the broken glass.
Slowly the net-battler dropped off to sleep, dreams tortured by the crashing glass and pouring rain. A ringing noise sounded through his pained sleep, bringing him to awareness. Netto sat up sharply, realizing that the ringing was his phone. He ran quickly from his bed to grab the phone seconds before the answering machine took effect.
"Hello?"
"Good morning, Hikari."
"Enzan? What are you doing, calling me so early?"
In reality, despite the annoyance in his tone, Netto was not angry at all. While his chest was constricting painfully at the sound of Enzan's voice, the fact that the boy was calling at all was enough to begin expanding a bubble of hope within him.
"Polite as ever, I see."
"If you're calling just to insult me…"
"I'm not. Actually, I'd like to know it you'd like to come to the park with me. My physician decided I don't get out enough and need some fresh air."
Netto's heart skipped a beat. Whatever his reasons, Ijuuin Enzan was inviting him to the park.
"Okay. I'll come. When?"
Netto heard a rush of breath from the other side of the like that may have been a relieved sigh.
"In an hour or so. I'll come pick you up at your residence. Get ready, though, because I'm not going to wait on you."
"Okay…"
The agreement was unheard, because Enzan had already put the phone down by the time Netto had thought to say it. Netto set the phone down it its cradle and tried to figure out what could have possibly changed about his and Enzan's relationship. Less that twenty-four hours ago, Netto would have scoffed at anyone who told his that Enzan would invite him to the park. Now, even though he had heard it first-hand, he could still barely believe it.
'There's got to be some other reason than what the doctor said,' he thought as he quickly dressed, 'There has to be more to it than just that.'
Thus plagued, Netto didn't even remember the rain that had been falling heavily. At the moment, the sun was shining brightly, dying up the puddle that had collected under the window.
"Netto? What are you doing up this early?"
Netto looked up to see his mother standing in the open doorway of his room. She had apparently been walking past the door, and had heard movement inside it. Netto could not blame her for being surprised. It was common knowledge that he was almost never awake before noon on a weekend.
"Enzan invited me to the park with him."
"Oh?"
"Yes. He's coming in less than an hour."
"I see. Well, I'll hurry and make you some breakfast then."
With a smile and a giggle, she walked off, presumably to the kitchen to make Netto's breakfast. Netto, meanwhile, was slowly returning to pondering his current dilemma. This time, however, the smell of buttered toast wafting from into the doorway was distracting his thoughts, and he ran to the kitchen to eat.
Half an hour later, as Netto was jumpily pacing his room, the doorbell rang. He instantly bolted from his room and to the door.
"Here goes!" he thought, his breath catching.
..I don't believe I've been using a disclaimer lately, so here goes: I own nothing but a few Evangelion DVDS, an old laptop, and my own fics. So there. Don't sue me, the most you can get is fifteen dollars in nickels and dimes.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rain blew through the open window. After fifteen minutes of fruitless attempts to close it, Netto had surrendered and sat on his bed. He sat there still, sometime during the middle of the night, staring at the wall. Occasionally, a drop of rain would blow onto his face, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. He knew the sky was crying, as he could not, triggered by the slow trickle of water from the broken glass.
Slowly the net-battler dropped off to sleep, dreams tortured by the crashing glass and pouring rain. A ringing noise sounded through his pained sleep, bringing him to awareness. Netto sat up sharply, realizing that the ringing was his phone. He ran quickly from his bed to grab the phone seconds before the answering machine took effect.
"Hello?"
"Good morning, Hikari."
"Enzan? What are you doing, calling me so early?"
In reality, despite the annoyance in his tone, Netto was not angry at all. While his chest was constricting painfully at the sound of Enzan's voice, the fact that the boy was calling at all was enough to begin expanding a bubble of hope within him.
"Polite as ever, I see."
"If you're calling just to insult me…"
"I'm not. Actually, I'd like to know it you'd like to come to the park with me. My physician decided I don't get out enough and need some fresh air."
Netto's heart skipped a beat. Whatever his reasons, Ijuuin Enzan was inviting him to the park.
"Okay. I'll come. When?"
Netto heard a rush of breath from the other side of the like that may have been a relieved sigh.
"In an hour or so. I'll come pick you up at your residence. Get ready, though, because I'm not going to wait on you."
"Okay…"
The agreement was unheard, because Enzan had already put the phone down by the time Netto had thought to say it. Netto set the phone down it its cradle and tried to figure out what could have possibly changed about his and Enzan's relationship. Less that twenty-four hours ago, Netto would have scoffed at anyone who told his that Enzan would invite him to the park. Now, even though he had heard it first-hand, he could still barely believe it.
'There's got to be some other reason than what the doctor said,' he thought as he quickly dressed, 'There has to be more to it than just that.'
Thus plagued, Netto didn't even remember the rain that had been falling heavily. At the moment, the sun was shining brightly, dying up the puddle that had collected under the window.
"Netto? What are you doing up this early?"
Netto looked up to see his mother standing in the open doorway of his room. She had apparently been walking past the door, and had heard movement inside it. Netto could not blame her for being surprised. It was common knowledge that he was almost never awake before noon on a weekend.
"Enzan invited me to the park with him."
"Oh?"
"Yes. He's coming in less than an hour."
"I see. Well, I'll hurry and make you some breakfast then."
With a smile and a giggle, she walked off, presumably to the kitchen to make Netto's breakfast. Netto, meanwhile, was slowly returning to pondering his current dilemma. This time, however, the smell of buttered toast wafting from into the doorway was distracting his thoughts, and he ran to the kitchen to eat.
Half an hour later, as Netto was jumpily pacing his room, the doorbell rang. He instantly bolted from his room and to the door.
"Here goes!" he thought, his breath catching.
