So, yes. Anyways. I'm really sorry for..Y'know...The whole not typing or updating thing. I really suck a this so cut me some slack.
I was looking back at this and only vomitted. Seriously. I was amazed at how crappy this was. Which is mainly my fault......Hell, it is. So. I've come back with better writing skills and hopefully can pull this back together again. All I have to do now is figure out where the hell I was going with this.Okay. 'Ere are the warnings:
Warnings: This story is shonen-ai, which means boy and boy. In love. Together. If you don't feel comfortable with this I suggest you leave. Yes, leave. Because...Well...That's basically what the entire story is about. If you send flames to this I'll send them back to you for being a complete moron and not reading this. Also, there will probably be some swearing after a habit. I will not accept flames from this either.
Woohoo.
Stealing TWilight
By: Yours truely.
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I just sat there. Watching him watch me. It was...Odd. Yet, somehow refreshing. No, it wasn't the cool water glass sitting beside me which I took a sip from every once in a few minutes that refreshed me. It was...Him. He was refreshing me; Brining me back to what it was like to have a normal conversation with someone. It was...... difficult for me to think of what my happen when he left. I never realized how lonely I was untill then, it just gradualy builts untill you just forget it and continue on. It's something that once you realize you have it, and can escape it....It's hard going back. I didn't want him to leave me, and there was no way in hell I was going to leave him. So...How exactly was this going to work out again?
That's right. My ENGENIUS plan: Simple. Stay here forever. Doesn't seem hard, right? Oh wait, I can't. I'm wanted for crimes I don't even remember committing. And it just-so-happens that he's the goody two shoes of the lot. Oh yeah. Nothing can go wrong. I wanted to ask him, really I did. But I couldn't. Wasn't sure why, I just couldn't. Somethings happen for a reason, right? This better be a good one. Wow. I'm a retard. How the hell did I become King of Bandits?
What's really funny......Is that he's probably thinking that same thing.
I turned back over to the Ramen Bar, fingers drawing circles as my eyes glanced around. Awkward silence. "Um...I....I have a deathly fear of water." I said. That was wonderful, Yuki! Great conversation starter! --
He looked me with curious eyes, "Really? Now what would make you that way?" Okay....Maybe it was.
"I almost drowned when I was little."
"Really? I almost caught myself on fire when I was little."
I laughed, "You must've been one retarded baby!" He scowled.
Yeah. These are the types of moments I miss.
"So...How'd it happen?" Link asked after a long period of silence.
"Well, first this meteor hit and all the dinosaurs died--" I began. I'm such a smart-ass.
"No! Not that! I meant drowning! How did you almost drown?" He gave me one of those looks. Like, 'what an ass' look. I just grinned.
"Well. I was walking around this river and some kid pushed me in. I was little, again, so I really didn't know how to swim." I explained, "Eventually, when I was knocking on death's door, someone grabbed me. I really wasn't sure who it was though. I blacked-out soon after."
"Maybe it was you're father. Or maybe mother?" He assumed.I shook my head sadly.
"No. It couldn't have."
He blinked, "Huh? Why wouldn't you're parents have saved you? Isn't that what parents do?"
I sighed, "I wouldn't know. They were already dead."
There was a period of silence between us. The silence that soon erupted into a gloom tearing the space between us apart. The noises of other people seemed quaint and soon faded, and it was just us. I had laid my head down in my folded arms on the bar table, and he had cupped his chin in his hands. The quietness was eating away at us, or at least it was to me. This sucked. I just totally ruined our moment. Unless...
"So. How'd you almost catch yourself on fire, you moron?" I said, a sheepish smile tugging the corner of my lips. I guess it was contagious, because he grinned too.
"Playing with matches."
"Oooh! So the good little two shoes has a weak spot. Now I know you're weakness you pyro!" I picked up one of the candles and began surfing it around his face. He pushed it away.
"I am not a pyro. I just...was bored. That's all."
I sighed, taking one of the chopsticks and stradling it between my teeth, my eyes falling hooded as I rested one side of my face on my hand. "Aren't we all?"
There was another silence, but this one was difference. At first, I didn't notice. But Link was staring at me with these seductive eyes, all half-lidded and glazed in a day dream. When I did, I handled it a lot less cooly as I would've liked to. And I really would have liked to. My cheeks began to flush rosebushes of pink and I got all flustered, removing the chopsticks from my teeth quickly. I thought fast and turned to him, grinning but still a small dash of the blush remaining.
"What? Are you fantasizing about me?"
He smirked, leaned over to my ear and whispered. "Maybe."
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I just wanted to make a short little chapter to show you all that I wans't dead. I hope you repsond. Happy reading.