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It was lunch and all Ryou could think about all morning was his dream. He kept wondering why he had that certain flashback and what it meant. All of his friends were worried about him and kept asking him the same question, "Are you all right, Ryou?" and each time he would answer the same thing, "Don't worry, I'm fine," but all they did do was worry. It made Ryou even more annoyed when the teachers asked him the same thing.
/Why does something have to be wrong with me? Just because I space out often and can't think clearly doesn't mean that something is wrong with me! Don't they know that I'm okay? If something were wrong, wouldn't I tell them? But that's exactly why they're asking; they know that I wouldn't tell them if something were bothering me. I didn't tell them about Bakura. they found out on their own. /
Ryou sighed from defeat. He had no reason to be annoyed with his friends when all they did was care for him. /Why can't I be like Kaiba and care for no one but myself, and my little brother if I had one. / Feeling eyes on him Ryou turned his head and looked at everyone. /How can they eat and smile as if there's nothing to worry about. as if there's only eternal happiness? /
Continuing to look at all the chattering faces, Ryou found no one who even looked as if they were previously staring at the young boy. "Hey Ryou!" Came a voice and then a squeak from the table's bench. Ryou turned around and saw that Tristan was sitting across from him. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling fine, I just-"
"Are you okay? Do you feel sick, nauseated, or dizzy?" Tristan questioned, worried.
Ryou softly laughed, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just felt someone watching me," Ryou replied, smiling. "You worry too much."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I just need to take a deep breath and relax," Ryou watched Tristan close his eyes and cross his legs as he soon became Buddha. "Hummmmmmm," Tristan chanted. A much louder laugh came from Ryou as he watched Tristan impersonate the philosopher. Tristan interrupted his search for nirvana with his own chortles of laughter.
Although he was laughing on the inside, Tristan was crushed inside. He felt sorry for Ryou. He knew the boy now had Yami to keep him company, but Tristan knew that Ryou was as lonely as ever on the inside. First, Ryou lost his mother at the young age of seven; next, Ryou's Yami, Bakura, left him about six months ago; then, Ryou's best friend had passed away; right after that, Ryou's father went out of the country and who knows when he'll be back. Tristan sympathized with the lonely teen. He didn't know how it felt to lose so many people close to you, but he was sure it was much worse than only losing your close friend. Of course Tristan only felt these things on the inside.
Ryou stopped laughing and held his stomach as it was aching. "I haven't laughed that much since. I can remember."
Tristan continued to falsely laugh only causing Ryou to start laughing again. Ryou's stomach hurt so much that each time he tried to stop laughing, he only ended up laughing harder. Tristan decided to fall down on the school tile holding his stomach while laughing; when Ryou saw this he fell on the floor himself and laughed so loud the whole student body stopped eating and chatting to stare at the two hysterical boys. In a movie, everyone would begin to laugh but this isn't a movie, it's a fic.
The laughing couple continued to laugh while everyone else stared at them with the same confused look. No one has ever seen anyone laugh this hard, especially Ryou. Soon everyone started to whisper and mumble to each other as they pointed at the helpless boys.
"What's so funny?"
"I don't know, they just started laughing."
As the clueless crowd soon lost interest in the two, Joey with Tea closely following came striding up them. "What the hell's so funny?"
Tea gasped at Joey's harsh forwardness, "What Joey meant was, why are two laughing? Not only that, but also what's so funny for you two to be rolling around on the school cafeteria's floor? You never know what kind of stuff has been on this dirty floor." Tea chuckled as Tristan and Ryou suddenly stopped laughing and their eyes began to widen. Both boys stood up from the floor so fast that the only thing Joey and Tea saw was a blur and a slight gust of air hit their faces.
"That has to be a Guinness world record," Joey stated, amazed at their sudden swiftness.
"Well, if you think about the school's slimy mush that's a sad excuse for rice, you tend to move faster," Tristan explained, searching his body for any sign of infection.
"Yeah, or if you think about the lunch lady in the men's bathroom with Mr. Shirundou," Ryou shuddered.
"What does that have to do with the floor?" Joey questioned, confused yet curious.
"Think of the floor," Ryou instructed as everyone followed, "with gigantic, pink. panties." Ryou had to force himself to say the last word as he cringed just thinking about it.
"Awe, man! Why'd you have to tell us?" Joey complained.
"Because a certain someone asked," Tea answered. She turned back to Ryou, "That's so wrong. I feel sorry for you."
"Sorry for Ryou?" asked Tristan with a terrified look on his face. "Bad visions."
Everyone except for Ryou laughed at this. It was a bad vision to picture; the most nerdy teacher, Mr. Shirundou, with the scariest, most ugly lunch lady in the bathroom, doing very disgusting things that involve the lunch lady's underwear to be laying on the floor.
Ryou suddenly felt someone watching him again. He jerked his head to the cafeteria doors and saw a figure quickly disappear. The person moved to fast for Ryou to know who was watching him. Noticing the confused looks from his friends, Ryou just smiled and laughed. Although his laugh was forced, no one noticed for they started to laugh, too.
/Who could be watching me for them to sneak around like this? Do they want something from me or do they just enjoy the view? / Ryou grimaced inside as he thought of what kind of twisted person this "watcher" could be. He knew that calling this person a "watcher" was dumb, but what else would he call the figure, a "stalker"? Maybe this person wasn't either, but just a random person who happened to disappear the same time Ryou looked at him. Ryou felt satisfied with that explanation, although deep down inside he knew there was something more to this "watcher" or "stalker" or whatever he was.
TBC.
Please review or send me feedback.. I'd like to know if this person should be called a watcher or stalker or some other crafty name you can think of. Also tell me who think this person is!!! Thank you for reviewing my fics!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really appreciate the advice and everything you say! (
Ciao!
It was lunch and all Ryou could think about all morning was his dream. He kept wondering why he had that certain flashback and what it meant. All of his friends were worried about him and kept asking him the same question, "Are you all right, Ryou?" and each time he would answer the same thing, "Don't worry, I'm fine," but all they did do was worry. It made Ryou even more annoyed when the teachers asked him the same thing.
/Why does something have to be wrong with me? Just because I space out often and can't think clearly doesn't mean that something is wrong with me! Don't they know that I'm okay? If something were wrong, wouldn't I tell them? But that's exactly why they're asking; they know that I wouldn't tell them if something were bothering me. I didn't tell them about Bakura. they found out on their own. /
Ryou sighed from defeat. He had no reason to be annoyed with his friends when all they did was care for him. /Why can't I be like Kaiba and care for no one but myself, and my little brother if I had one. / Feeling eyes on him Ryou turned his head and looked at everyone. /How can they eat and smile as if there's nothing to worry about. as if there's only eternal happiness? /
Continuing to look at all the chattering faces, Ryou found no one who even looked as if they were previously staring at the young boy. "Hey Ryou!" Came a voice and then a squeak from the table's bench. Ryou turned around and saw that Tristan was sitting across from him. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling fine, I just-"
"Are you okay? Do you feel sick, nauseated, or dizzy?" Tristan questioned, worried.
Ryou softly laughed, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just felt someone watching me," Ryou replied, smiling. "You worry too much."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I just need to take a deep breath and relax," Ryou watched Tristan close his eyes and cross his legs as he soon became Buddha. "Hummmmmmm," Tristan chanted. A much louder laugh came from Ryou as he watched Tristan impersonate the philosopher. Tristan interrupted his search for nirvana with his own chortles of laughter.
Although he was laughing on the inside, Tristan was crushed inside. He felt sorry for Ryou. He knew the boy now had Yami to keep him company, but Tristan knew that Ryou was as lonely as ever on the inside. First, Ryou lost his mother at the young age of seven; next, Ryou's Yami, Bakura, left him about six months ago; then, Ryou's best friend had passed away; right after that, Ryou's father went out of the country and who knows when he'll be back. Tristan sympathized with the lonely teen. He didn't know how it felt to lose so many people close to you, but he was sure it was much worse than only losing your close friend. Of course Tristan only felt these things on the inside.
Ryou stopped laughing and held his stomach as it was aching. "I haven't laughed that much since. I can remember."
Tristan continued to falsely laugh only causing Ryou to start laughing again. Ryou's stomach hurt so much that each time he tried to stop laughing, he only ended up laughing harder. Tristan decided to fall down on the school tile holding his stomach while laughing; when Ryou saw this he fell on the floor himself and laughed so loud the whole student body stopped eating and chatting to stare at the two hysterical boys. In a movie, everyone would begin to laugh but this isn't a movie, it's a fic.
The laughing couple continued to laugh while everyone else stared at them with the same confused look. No one has ever seen anyone laugh this hard, especially Ryou. Soon everyone started to whisper and mumble to each other as they pointed at the helpless boys.
"What's so funny?"
"I don't know, they just started laughing."
As the clueless crowd soon lost interest in the two, Joey with Tea closely following came striding up them. "What the hell's so funny?"
Tea gasped at Joey's harsh forwardness, "What Joey meant was, why are two laughing? Not only that, but also what's so funny for you two to be rolling around on the school cafeteria's floor? You never know what kind of stuff has been on this dirty floor." Tea chuckled as Tristan and Ryou suddenly stopped laughing and their eyes began to widen. Both boys stood up from the floor so fast that the only thing Joey and Tea saw was a blur and a slight gust of air hit their faces.
"That has to be a Guinness world record," Joey stated, amazed at their sudden swiftness.
"Well, if you think about the school's slimy mush that's a sad excuse for rice, you tend to move faster," Tristan explained, searching his body for any sign of infection.
"Yeah, or if you think about the lunch lady in the men's bathroom with Mr. Shirundou," Ryou shuddered.
"What does that have to do with the floor?" Joey questioned, confused yet curious.
"Think of the floor," Ryou instructed as everyone followed, "with gigantic, pink. panties." Ryou had to force himself to say the last word as he cringed just thinking about it.
"Awe, man! Why'd you have to tell us?" Joey complained.
"Because a certain someone asked," Tea answered. She turned back to Ryou, "That's so wrong. I feel sorry for you."
"Sorry for Ryou?" asked Tristan with a terrified look on his face. "Bad visions."
Everyone except for Ryou laughed at this. It was a bad vision to picture; the most nerdy teacher, Mr. Shirundou, with the scariest, most ugly lunch lady in the bathroom, doing very disgusting things that involve the lunch lady's underwear to be laying on the floor.
Ryou suddenly felt someone watching him again. He jerked his head to the cafeteria doors and saw a figure quickly disappear. The person moved to fast for Ryou to know who was watching him. Noticing the confused looks from his friends, Ryou just smiled and laughed. Although his laugh was forced, no one noticed for they started to laugh, too.
/Who could be watching me for them to sneak around like this? Do they want something from me or do they just enjoy the view? / Ryou grimaced inside as he thought of what kind of twisted person this "watcher" could be. He knew that calling this person a "watcher" was dumb, but what else would he call the figure, a "stalker"? Maybe this person wasn't either, but just a random person who happened to disappear the same time Ryou looked at him. Ryou felt satisfied with that explanation, although deep down inside he knew there was something more to this "watcher" or "stalker" or whatever he was.
TBC.
Please review or send me feedback.. I'd like to know if this person should be called a watcher or stalker or some other crafty name you can think of. Also tell me who think this person is!!! Thank you for reviewing my fics!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really appreciate the advice and everything you say! (
Ciao!