The Boys Of Summer
ST: Oh boi. Here's the 'night after' chapter. Oh, and just answering some review questions: NO, it's not going to be a Dakeru, nor a Taito. The whole purpose of Matt and Dai's dilemma is for them to overcome it! You know, love conquers all? And Tai only kissed Matt cause he was jealous as hell and didn't know that it was Davis coming into the apartment. Comprende?
TK: Si. Anyways...
ST: Yes, anyways, I also noticed something about my stories, and also had it pointed out by a reviewer: My stories are so unhomophobic. Damn. Next story I write will be sure to have that angsty pressure! Now I just have to think of a good enough plot and carry on with it. Yea.
TK: Pshh, that'll take a while. You still have to finish writing 02 out.
ST: Writers block.
TK: You and your excuses.
ST: Blah blah blah. Oh! I finished my quiz, but I think that I'm faulty, as a person. Or just plain stupid. Or Quizilla brain dead. Or-
TK: Get on with it.
ST: Jeeze. Well, back to the point. For some strange reason, my quiz doesn't really work... You can try it though. I'll put a link to it on my profile. Basically the outcomes aren't fully showing up. I'm actually going to go work on it now and see if I can possibly fix it.
TK: You sure are starting to have some pretty damn lengthy author's notes.
ST: And what's wrong with that?
TK: Nothing. Just saying.
ST: Well, say your line and then shut up.
TK: (rolls eyes) On with the story.
[the boys of summer]
-chapter 10-
June 17
Today I felt a cold breeze when I poked my head outside of Davis' house. It kinda fit the mood perfectly for how we were both feeling, you know what I mean?
I mean, last night was, well, interesting.
It seems that Davis was really upset about Tai and Matt. He must've really liked him. When he came back from the bathroom, his eyes were bloodshot and his face tear-stained. Then, he just kinda collapsed and began sobbing. I held him for the rest of the night.
It was kind of surprising, even to himself, I guess, for him to be crying. When I brought it up this morning, he slid right by it by saying he didn't remember. Then he went on about the weather, saying that the wind would be making some totally awsome waves.
Err, looks like I'm slipping into the local lingo. Won't the kids back in the cities be surprised.
Actually, speaking of surprises, Davis surprised me in more ways than the whole 'I'm gonna try to rape you' and 'now I'm crying' thing'. He's filthy rich! I mean, one look at him and you'd assume that he was just some surf bum, but he's loaded. Only the richies live in town homes, and both Tai and Davis' families own two. Two! And the stereotypes say that the riches are preps, meaning that they, well, don't surf or skate. Now I can see how Davis likes hanging out in Matt's place. Rep issues.
But besides that, I wonder, why did Tai do what he did? Not that I really care. And not that I'm jealous. Why would I be jealous? Why would I even ever think of being even remotely jealous? Why did I write all this? Arg. If I had an eraser, I'd totally scratch all this out. Well, if I were even using a pencil. Damn pens. But then Meems would kill me for 'not keeping an accurate account of my adventures'. Well, since you're reading this, BAH!
I only have two more weeks. Scratch that. I have only two more weeks! It doesn't feel like I have been here this long, but I have. I think that I'm almost reluctant to leave.
But I do have two more weeks (as I have said), and maybe by that time Tai will have driven me off the edge, and not just by annoyance.
(a/n: You learn a vital bit of info from this entry: TK knows a certain strawberry blonde! But she doesn't really appear until the sequel. Uh, did I just tell you that I'm making a sequel? Damn! It was supposed to be a surprise! Oh well. Also, fyi, if you were wondering, TK just writes all this down on bits of paper, sticks them in his pocket, and stuffs them in a folder. You just haven't seen him do it, cause, well, you don't need to! He's a very unorganized writer. It irritates me... Well, that's all. Carry on!)
O0o0O The Normality O0o0O
TK and Davis were eating brunch (toast) at the Motomiya dining room table when a loud breeze shook the windows. Besides the howling wind, all was quiet with the exceptional mumble and cough.
TK looked up at the boy who sat in front of him. Watching for only a few seconds, the blonde trailed his eyes along the walls, glancing at a few pictures. "Is that your mom?"
Davis looked up and followed TK's gaze to a picture of a lady with long, amber hair wearing a white summer dress as she walked along the beach. Her smile was Davis' and her beauty was obvious as well as her joy.
"Yea." He looked down and continued to eat. TK dropped his gaze back to his friend. "Where is she?"
Davis paused for a second, thinking. "She's in love with beaches. She's probably in Belize or it might even be the Bahamas. I can't remember."
"And she left you here?"
Davis shook his head. "Naw, I wanted to stay here. I'd be bored."
TK raised his eyebrows. "Or, you stayed here to be with Matt." Davis blushed. "Maybe."
"You really like him, don't you?"
Davis suddenly got up from the table. "It's quiet in here, isn't it? I hate quiet." He walked to an entertainment center that stood off to the left of the table and turned it on. The room was instantly filled with classical music from the high quality ceiling speakers. Davis blushed and quickly pushed a button, the room's atmosphere shifting to the sounds of punk.
"That's better," Davis sighed as he sat on top of the dinning room table, a sly grin plastered on his face. TK rolled his eyes and smiled, too. But, although the room was no longer quiet, a silent barrier left the two boys cautious. After a few seconds, Davis, the breaker of fragility, spontaneously struck up a conversation.
"So, how was your date?"
TK, caught off guard, stuttered for a second before fumbling an okay. "Well, what did you guys talk about?"
TK snickered. "Well, I told her all about Tai and me's war. She really got a kick out of that!" TK stopped, noticing a somber look on Davis' face. "Really, you like him, don't you?"
Davis, playing dumb, merely said, "Who?"
"Matt, duh."
He smiled. "Nah! I just think he's really hot. It'd be cool if we could fuck. I was just upset that Tai got to him first." TK glared at the burgundy as he told his lie straight to the floor. When Davis finished, TK sighed and said, "Right, okay Davis. Whatever you say."
At that moment, the phone rang. Davis checked the caller ID and snorted. "It's Matt's place. Tell them both that I'm not here and that I don't want to talk to them."
Rolling his eyes, TK picked up the phone.
"Hello? Davis, is that you?"
"Sorry. He's unavailable at the moment. May I take a message?"
"TK! I really need to talk to him! Tell him it's Matt, he'll understand!"
"Now, now brother. How do you know?"
"I just do! Now put him on!"
"Is there something going on between you and Tai?"
Where did that come from? TK mentally kicked himself and awaited the dreaded response. A short pause occurred until a laugh echoed into the blonde's ears.
"Sick! Don't even joke like that! Ouch! Tai, stop it. OW! No, I did mean it. AHH! Give me-"
A new voice appeared.
"Teeks?"
"Hello Tai."
"Hey! How are you?"
"Okay. How was your kiss last night?"
"Bad. Matt's got stiff chapped lips and awful breath. Ow!"
TK waited patiently as he listened to the two boys on the other line fight, their voices and yelps muffled. Tai was victorious.
"Hey! Sorry about that. I just had to prove to Matt that he's a wimpy girl."
"Okay, okay. What happened?"
Tai hesitated before confidently saying, "Oh, you know, just playing the game. A little here, a little there. But you know all about the game, don't you? Eh, too bad I forgot that Matt's in love with Dai and would never kiss another guy, even a hot one like me."
TK stuttered as he rethought Tai's words. "Hey, what do I have to do with any of this? What he hell was that crap, playing what game?"
Suddenly TK heard the sound of a button being clicked. He could now hear both boys.
"Oh never mind Tai. He's just jealous about your date with Kari."
"You lie! Why would I be jealous about a scrawny little shit like TK?"
"I don't know, why would you be?"
"I don't know, cause I'm not!"
"Are too."
"Are not!"
"Are too."
"Are NOT!"
"Are too too too."
"Are not! not! not! NOT!"
TK uh umed, causing both boys to be silent. Before TK could reprimand, Matt quickly added, "Are too."
"ALL RIGHT! I have a plan. Matt, you come over here and talk to Dai. And I'll go over there and kick Tai's ass for calling me a scrawny little shit. Okay?"
Both answered, "Okay!" and then the sounds of a receiver being hung up and the distinct ring of the dial tone sounded out of the Motomiya phone.
TK hung it up and turned to Davis who was standing eagerly behind him, hope in his eyes.
"Matt'll be here in a bit, so I'll go. Good luck, and behave yourselves."
Before Davis could protest or even breathe, the blonde grabbed his hat that was lying on the couch from where he slept last night, and let himself out.
[to be continued in the eleventh installment of bos]
[and now, a word from your authoress]
ST: You like-a the story? Yes? Good! Now, click-a the little button daown there, you see? the button that-a say review? yes, well, you put-a your kind words oof encouragement or snide comments of dislike for your anxious authoress to view. Okay? Okay!
TK: You need help.
ST: You know it dawg.
TK: Gawd, a Greek freak accent and now a whetto ghetto talk up. What now?
ST: Yhea, we a goin down there. We seen it, that there button. You guyses are gon a go, yea? You gon a review?
TK:
ST: Actually, the people in my (waaaaaay too small) town really talk like there. We have words like "you guyses" and phrases like "that there ". Sad, huh? Oh, and please don't think I'm being racist. I think that the Greek accent is cool and the ghetto talk is, while completely unnecessary and dumb, still funny to pretend to use. If you haven't noticed, I use some Spanish when I talk. That's cause I used to live deep in the south Texas. So south that seeing a white person was like seeing the Haley Comet, not likely. Everyone was Mexican. So, I have a lot of Spanish slang in my vocab. Whetto is a derogatory term for white. Yea. Unneeded information.
TK: Yes. But I'm sure we all benefited from it somehow. X.x
ST: You lie! I hate you.
TK: Yes, it's mutual, isn't it?
ST: Very.
TK: Yes, well, review and await the next chap. It will most likely be up in about a week.
ST: But we can't guarantee it!
TK: Sure. Til then.
[tbc]
ST: Oh boi. Here's the 'night after' chapter. Oh, and just answering some review questions: NO, it's not going to be a Dakeru, nor a Taito. The whole purpose of Matt and Dai's dilemma is for them to overcome it! You know, love conquers all? And Tai only kissed Matt cause he was jealous as hell and didn't know that it was Davis coming into the apartment. Comprende?
TK: Si. Anyways...
ST: Yes, anyways, I also noticed something about my stories, and also had it pointed out by a reviewer: My stories are so unhomophobic. Damn. Next story I write will be sure to have that angsty pressure! Now I just have to think of a good enough plot and carry on with it. Yea.
TK: Pshh, that'll take a while. You still have to finish writing 02 out.
ST: Writers block.
TK: You and your excuses.
ST: Blah blah blah. Oh! I finished my quiz, but I think that I'm faulty, as a person. Or just plain stupid. Or Quizilla brain dead. Or-
TK: Get on with it.
ST: Jeeze. Well, back to the point. For some strange reason, my quiz doesn't really work... You can try it though. I'll put a link to it on my profile. Basically the outcomes aren't fully showing up. I'm actually going to go work on it now and see if I can possibly fix it.
TK: You sure are starting to have some pretty damn lengthy author's notes.
ST: And what's wrong with that?
TK: Nothing. Just saying.
ST: Well, say your line and then shut up.
TK: (rolls eyes) On with the story.
[the boys of summer]
-chapter 10-
June 17
Today I felt a cold breeze when I poked my head outside of Davis' house. It kinda fit the mood perfectly for how we were both feeling, you know what I mean?
I mean, last night was, well, interesting.
It seems that Davis was really upset about Tai and Matt. He must've really liked him. When he came back from the bathroom, his eyes were bloodshot and his face tear-stained. Then, he just kinda collapsed and began sobbing. I held him for the rest of the night.
It was kind of surprising, even to himself, I guess, for him to be crying. When I brought it up this morning, he slid right by it by saying he didn't remember. Then he went on about the weather, saying that the wind would be making some totally awsome waves.
Err, looks like I'm slipping into the local lingo. Won't the kids back in the cities be surprised.
Actually, speaking of surprises, Davis surprised me in more ways than the whole 'I'm gonna try to rape you' and 'now I'm crying' thing'. He's filthy rich! I mean, one look at him and you'd assume that he was just some surf bum, but he's loaded. Only the richies live in town homes, and both Tai and Davis' families own two. Two! And the stereotypes say that the riches are preps, meaning that they, well, don't surf or skate. Now I can see how Davis likes hanging out in Matt's place. Rep issues.
But besides that, I wonder, why did Tai do what he did? Not that I really care. And not that I'm jealous. Why would I be jealous? Why would I even ever think of being even remotely jealous? Why did I write all this? Arg. If I had an eraser, I'd totally scratch all this out. Well, if I were even using a pencil. Damn pens. But then Meems would kill me for 'not keeping an accurate account of my adventures'. Well, since you're reading this, BAH!
I only have two more weeks. Scratch that. I have only two more weeks! It doesn't feel like I have been here this long, but I have. I think that I'm almost reluctant to leave.
But I do have two more weeks (as I have said), and maybe by that time Tai will have driven me off the edge, and not just by annoyance.
(a/n: You learn a vital bit of info from this entry: TK knows a certain strawberry blonde! But she doesn't really appear until the sequel. Uh, did I just tell you that I'm making a sequel? Damn! It was supposed to be a surprise! Oh well. Also, fyi, if you were wondering, TK just writes all this down on bits of paper, sticks them in his pocket, and stuffs them in a folder. You just haven't seen him do it, cause, well, you don't need to! He's a very unorganized writer. It irritates me... Well, that's all. Carry on!)
O0o0O The Normality O0o0O
TK and Davis were eating brunch (toast) at the Motomiya dining room table when a loud breeze shook the windows. Besides the howling wind, all was quiet with the exceptional mumble and cough.
TK looked up at the boy who sat in front of him. Watching for only a few seconds, the blonde trailed his eyes along the walls, glancing at a few pictures. "Is that your mom?"
Davis looked up and followed TK's gaze to a picture of a lady with long, amber hair wearing a white summer dress as she walked along the beach. Her smile was Davis' and her beauty was obvious as well as her joy.
"Yea." He looked down and continued to eat. TK dropped his gaze back to his friend. "Where is she?"
Davis paused for a second, thinking. "She's in love with beaches. She's probably in Belize or it might even be the Bahamas. I can't remember."
"And she left you here?"
Davis shook his head. "Naw, I wanted to stay here. I'd be bored."
TK raised his eyebrows. "Or, you stayed here to be with Matt." Davis blushed. "Maybe."
"You really like him, don't you?"
Davis suddenly got up from the table. "It's quiet in here, isn't it? I hate quiet." He walked to an entertainment center that stood off to the left of the table and turned it on. The room was instantly filled with classical music from the high quality ceiling speakers. Davis blushed and quickly pushed a button, the room's atmosphere shifting to the sounds of punk.
"That's better," Davis sighed as he sat on top of the dinning room table, a sly grin plastered on his face. TK rolled his eyes and smiled, too. But, although the room was no longer quiet, a silent barrier left the two boys cautious. After a few seconds, Davis, the breaker of fragility, spontaneously struck up a conversation.
"So, how was your date?"
TK, caught off guard, stuttered for a second before fumbling an okay. "Well, what did you guys talk about?"
TK snickered. "Well, I told her all about Tai and me's war. She really got a kick out of that!" TK stopped, noticing a somber look on Davis' face. "Really, you like him, don't you?"
Davis, playing dumb, merely said, "Who?"
"Matt, duh."
He smiled. "Nah! I just think he's really hot. It'd be cool if we could fuck. I was just upset that Tai got to him first." TK glared at the burgundy as he told his lie straight to the floor. When Davis finished, TK sighed and said, "Right, okay Davis. Whatever you say."
At that moment, the phone rang. Davis checked the caller ID and snorted. "It's Matt's place. Tell them both that I'm not here and that I don't want to talk to them."
Rolling his eyes, TK picked up the phone.
"Hello? Davis, is that you?"
"Sorry. He's unavailable at the moment. May I take a message?"
"TK! I really need to talk to him! Tell him it's Matt, he'll understand!"
"Now, now brother. How do you know?"
"I just do! Now put him on!"
"Is there something going on between you and Tai?"
Where did that come from? TK mentally kicked himself and awaited the dreaded response. A short pause occurred until a laugh echoed into the blonde's ears.
"Sick! Don't even joke like that! Ouch! Tai, stop it. OW! No, I did mean it. AHH! Give me-"
A new voice appeared.
"Teeks?"
"Hello Tai."
"Hey! How are you?"
"Okay. How was your kiss last night?"
"Bad. Matt's got stiff chapped lips and awful breath. Ow!"
TK waited patiently as he listened to the two boys on the other line fight, their voices and yelps muffled. Tai was victorious.
"Hey! Sorry about that. I just had to prove to Matt that he's a wimpy girl."
"Okay, okay. What happened?"
Tai hesitated before confidently saying, "Oh, you know, just playing the game. A little here, a little there. But you know all about the game, don't you? Eh, too bad I forgot that Matt's in love with Dai and would never kiss another guy, even a hot one like me."
TK stuttered as he rethought Tai's words. "Hey, what do I have to do with any of this? What he hell was that crap, playing what game?"
Suddenly TK heard the sound of a button being clicked. He could now hear both boys.
"Oh never mind Tai. He's just jealous about your date with Kari."
"You lie! Why would I be jealous about a scrawny little shit like TK?"
"I don't know, why would you be?"
"I don't know, cause I'm not!"
"Are too."
"Are not!"
"Are too."
"Are NOT!"
"Are too too too."
"Are not! not! not! NOT!"
TK uh umed, causing both boys to be silent. Before TK could reprimand, Matt quickly added, "Are too."
"ALL RIGHT! I have a plan. Matt, you come over here and talk to Dai. And I'll go over there and kick Tai's ass for calling me a scrawny little shit. Okay?"
Both answered, "Okay!" and then the sounds of a receiver being hung up and the distinct ring of the dial tone sounded out of the Motomiya phone.
TK hung it up and turned to Davis who was standing eagerly behind him, hope in his eyes.
"Matt'll be here in a bit, so I'll go. Good luck, and behave yourselves."
Before Davis could protest or even breathe, the blonde grabbed his hat that was lying on the couch from where he slept last night, and let himself out.
[to be continued in the eleventh installment of bos]
[and now, a word from your authoress]
ST: You like-a the story? Yes? Good! Now, click-a the little button daown there, you see? the button that-a say review? yes, well, you put-a your kind words oof encouragement or snide comments of dislike for your anxious authoress to view. Okay? Okay!
TK: You need help.
ST: You know it dawg.
TK: Gawd, a Greek freak accent and now a whetto ghetto talk up. What now?
ST: Yhea, we a goin down there. We seen it, that there button. You guyses are gon a go, yea? You gon a review?
TK:
ST: Actually, the people in my (waaaaaay too small) town really talk like there. We have words like "you guyses" and phrases like "that there ". Sad, huh? Oh, and please don't think I'm being racist. I think that the Greek accent is cool and the ghetto talk is, while completely unnecessary and dumb, still funny to pretend to use. If you haven't noticed, I use some Spanish when I talk. That's cause I used to live deep in the south Texas. So south that seeing a white person was like seeing the Haley Comet, not likely. Everyone was Mexican. So, I have a lot of Spanish slang in my vocab. Whetto is a derogatory term for white. Yea. Unneeded information.
TK: Yes. But I'm sure we all benefited from it somehow. X.x
ST: You lie! I hate you.
TK: Yes, it's mutual, isn't it?
ST: Very.
TK: Yes, well, review and await the next chap. It will most likely be up in about a week.
ST: But we can't guarantee it!
TK: Sure. Til then.
[tbc]