::Tears come to samy-chans eyes:: I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wasn't planning on even finishing this story because I was ashamed of it. Having 5 reviews is just as good as having 10 pages of reviews for me. ::huggies reviewers:: I'm glad you 5 liked and I dedicate this new chapter to you guys. I also thank you for encouraging me to write some more. You guys are cooler than chocolate cake! As for all the other readers out there..... ::deadly stare:: I hope you guys will come around and review my fic too. Ok...here I go!
Disclaimer: You're not gonna make me say it! You won't! I won't....oh fine I'll say it. I...don't own ff9....there! I said it! ::runs off and cries in a corner::
Claimer: I did have Rese Puff for breakfast today.
Kafy-chan: No way! You had candy for breakfast!?
Samy-chan: Not candy. Rese Puff cereal!
lol. Sorry...I just thought that was funny. But I really did have Rese Puffs for breakfast today. If you don't believe me ask my dirty bowl and spoon on the sink.
"Zidane's night out....Blank's night in..."
"Blank...? Blank? BLANK!!!!!!!!!! Pick up the fuckin' phone!!"
Blank was sitting on the couch watching tv, completely ignoring Zidane screaming at him on the answering machine. Blank had been ignoring him for hours now.
"Blank, I know you're there!"
Blank just turned up the volume on the tv.
"Ok, whatever Blank. I'm just calling to let you know I won't be home til after ten. So, I want you to tape The Simpsons for me, so I won't miss it."
Blank stubbornly turned the volume up to max and blocked Zidane's voice on the answering machine.
"Ok? Just do me that one favor. You know I'll go crazy if I miss an episode and if you don't tape it....you know what'll happen."
Zidane left a scary silence at the end of his sentence and hung up. Blank finally turned the volume down to normal. He wasn't mad at Zidane or anything, he just loved pissing him off sometimes. He yawned and opened the closet door to where they kept all their movies and dvds.He pulled out a box and got a empty tape for him to record on. He maybe didn't like doing anything point blank for Zidane but, everyone knew what would happen if he missed an episode of The Simpsons. Blank stuck the blank tape in the vcr and turned the channel to 7. The Simpson's was just about to start. He pushed the button on the vcr, so that it would record. He looked at the house, then at the floor.
"What now?" He said aloud. Blank was really bored. He had been by himself ever since school ended (which was at 3...) With Blank being quiet and mysterious all the time, he didn't really have any friends. So, he couldn't just call a bunch of friends to come over and party. He wasn't like Zidane. Zidane always went out and partyed, while Blank was at home. Now that he thought about it. Zidane was already popular at school. After school he remembered seeing Zidane talking with a big group of people. It was always like this. Ever since 5th grade, Zidane had always been popular.....
"Not that I'm gealouse, or anything like that!" Blank said aloud again.He frozed for a secound and lightly gave himself a bunk on the head.
"I gotta stop talkin' to myself"
Author note: Ok folks! I'm gonna switch the scene over to Freya and Frately.Remember in the first chapter when I said I would tell why Frately was being such a jerk to Freya? Well, I kept my word. Not that any of you thought that I wouldn't keep my word. ::evil glare at ppl who thought I wouldn't keep my word::
Freya had just gotten home (Heeey don't ask me, I dunno where she had been all evening!) She was very tired but, she couldn't think of anything but Frately and why he had been so cold to her before. Not just this morning, but, she noticed that he had been acting very...strange lately and she wanted to know why. She had to know why. Freya being so deep in thought hadn't even noticed Frately standing right behind her. But, she did discover him when he gave a very loud sneeze. She turned around and smiled.
"Blush you"
Frately silently rubbed his nose and gazed down at Freya. Freya being intimidated by his eyes staring down at her, blushed brightly. Frately slowly put both his hands (or claws...) on her shoulders. Freya's body was starteld by his cold touch.
"Freya...."
"Y-yes...?"
"Do you love me?"
Freya felt goosebumps come over her body. Frately's hands were so cold!
"I.....Y-yes...I do love you Frately"
The look on Frately's face was beginning to scare Freya now. His face was so thin and his eyes were the coldest she had ever seen. She couldn't help but give him the answer that he wanted. Frately's cold hands slowly slided down to Freya's waist. He put one hand on her back and pulled her closer in for a kiss. Freya was too scared to do anything, except go along with everything. His face came closer to hers, she began to close her eyes then..............
"Freya, no!" Freya stopped herself and turned around to see Frately standing by the door. Freya looked at the Frately that was holding her, then at the one standing by the door. She pushed him away and stood in the middle between the two.
"W-what's going on here!?"
"Freya, that's an imposter. I'm the real Frately, hurry up and kill him!"
"Freya my love, don't believe him. He just wants to kill you. You should get rid of him!"
Freya was so confused. She was holding her spear; ready to fight, but, the only problem was.....she didn't know which one was the real Frately.
(Back at Blank and Zidane's house....)
Nothing much was happening with Blank still. He was just cooking some Ramen while The Simpsons was taping in the living room. He was so bored! He couldn't even remember the last time the house had been so quiet. He wasn't sure about it (or at least he didn't want to admit it...) but, he actually missed Zidane. His jokes, his annoying laughter.....basically him.
"Why couldn't Zidane just.........."
There was loud banging at the door.Blank turned off the stove and walked to the door. He peeked through the hole in their door and couldn't really make out who it was. He finally opened it.
"Hello Blank. How are you?"
"K-Kuja!?"
lol. I thought I'd leave this chapter in mystery. he he he. what will happen next? Why is Kuja there? I bet you guys are all fiiled with questions. (hopefully you guys always aren't...u.u;) I'm going to visit my mom this weekend, so when I come back I hope there will be at least 1 new review. So I'll see ya'll later. Stay pretty!and have a jorry good weekend. ("jorry" is actualy suppose to be "jolly" but as some of you may or may not know. Japanese can't prononce L's too good. It'll be easier for you to understand if any of you has seen "The last Samurai"
