Love Letters
Part One
Natsu
A/N: I know that if I'm writing any fanfic at all, it should be Hero Worship, which is still unfinished. But these ideas leap upon me and I just have to write them down or I stress and rant. I wanted to try something with a more interesting format and this is the result. It's a bit of experimentation so we'll see how it goes.
I spent part of my childhood living in Texas but mostly I grew up in England. So, apologies in advance for any crazy mixture of Brit and American English, not just in this fic but in all my writing.
This fic is made up entirely of written communication (be it notes, letters, e-mail, texts, IM...) and I've added some formatting to make it easier to read:
In hand-written communication: Taichi is plain, Yamato italic.
In texts: Taichi is bold, Yamato plain.
In Internet communication: Taichi is 'allstar', Yamato 'jazzslut' (sure you could guess those but...)
All clear? Good.
Matt?
What?
Are we going to do something this evening?
Don't know.
Well are you busy?
Don't know.
Oh. Have you done question four?
Yeah. Have you?
Sort of
You mean no.
Yeah
Maybe you should do it.
Nah - too boring
We're in an English lesson. What do you expect?
Boring stuff. What's that guy in front of you called?
Shintaro something.
What's up with his hair?
Like you can talk. Why don't you leave me alone? I'm trying to work.
What for?
Because I didn't do the homework yesterday and I'm trying to get back in her good books.
Oh ok. Thought for a second there that you actually cared about it.
I do care. I care about not getting detention again.
She won't give you detention
Yes she will.
Yeah. You're probably right – she hates you
I know.
She likes me.
Lucky you.
Ok alright I'm doing the work
Good.
What's the past tense of to fit?
Isn't the idea of doing the work that you do it for yourself?
I am! Just help me with this bit and then I can continue.
Fine. Fitted. It's regular.
You sure?
Yeah.
It's not something weird? Like fat
It's not fat.
How about fit? I fit something into...wherever.
No...I'm sure it's fitted. I fitted something into.
That sounds wrong.
I know.
So what is it?
I don't know. You're confusing me.
Because you say I have fitted.
Yeah. But that's the past...whatever. Different tense.
Exactly. So simple past is I fit.
I fit is present.
AND simple past.
No it isn't.
Well fitted sounds stupid – you don't say I bitted do you?
No. I bit.
So it must be I fit
But. No. Bite is irregular because you say I have bitten but you don't say I have fitten do you?
I dunno do you?
No.
So...what's the answer?
Don't know anymore. Let's skip that question.
English is so dumb.
You're so dumb. Why are you still talking to me?
I'm not talking I'm writing. And you don't have to keep replying
I do if you keep jabbing me with your pen like that.
What do you expect me to do? Let you ignore me?
I hate you.
Kiss kiss.
Drop dead.
Y aren't u answerin ur fone?
Coz I'm ignorin u.
WTF for???
U got me detention.
Did not
It was ur damn note. Ur fault.
It was both of our note
So how come u didn't get detention?
I told u – she likes me
Ugh. Bitch.
Me or her? :D
Both of u. Bitches. All of u. Hate the world. Got extra math h/w from Tsjui.
No way! Y?
I talked bck 2 him again.
Yama – you're an idiot
I kno.
Wot was it dis time?
Can't remember exactly. I told him somethin he was tryin 2 teach us was pointless.
U gotta remember to leave ur opinions at home when u go 2 skool
Tell me abt it. Y do so many teachers hate me?
Dunno. Must be dat rep of urs catchin up wit u.
I hav a gd rep.
Maybe among da students. Probably has da opposite effect on da teachers- makes em all jealous since dey r all so sexually repressed
Totally. Bunch of losers.
Not their fault
Whateva.
Just coz ur a slut doesn't mean dey hav 2 be ;)
Better a slut than a wanker. :p
Y am I ur friend again?
U luv me really.
That's what u think. Yama? Y r u my friend?
Dunno really – can't seem to get rid of u.
Thanx
Any time.
I was bein serious.
So was I.
Did u eva think maybe da teachers just hate u coz u r a bastard?
Sorry. Ok – seriously u r my friend coz u are.
Crap reason. Want a better 1.
Because you're fantastic. Better?
Lol. Better. So r we doin sumthin 2nite or wot?
Can't. Tsuji's h/w.
Screw him.
Can't. I'm already gettin 2 low an average. He'll fail me if I'm not careful.
No I mean actually screw him – u'll b sure 2 pass wit flyin colours that way! ;)
Yuck. Don't even joke.
Please can we do sumthin?
I told u – I can't.
I'll help u wit ur h/w.
U don't even take maths.
I didn't say I'd help well. C'mon please please please?
No Tai.
C'mon Yama I'm dyin of boredom here without u. I need u! Pretty please? 4 me?
Oh...ok. But if I fail u can explain 2 my dad dat its ur fault.
:o) !!!!
U r such a pain in the arse.
I try. Where do u want 2 meet?
Wherever. I'm almost out of credit. Call me?
Sure thing. Speak 2 u in 2 seconds!
Guess what?
Wot r u doing??? You never start notes
It's a cover period. I've finished the work. No1 will care.
The cover teacher might
Nah. He's the new music teacher. Wouldn't give me detention if his life depended on it. You should have seen the grade he gave me for that jazz essay he made us do.
Teacher's pet
Like the coach isn't exactly the same about you. Guess what?
Have you ever noticed how much we talk about teachers? We're 18 - you'd think we'd have better stuff to talk about by now.
We do. GUESS WHAT?
WHAT???
Thank you. Koji's gay.
No way! Who's Koji?
You're hopeless.
Shut up. Who is he?
Guy in my band.
Um...
Plays guitar. Black hair, kind of skinny, pierced ears.
Oh him. He's gay?
Yep.
I thought he was a real womanizer?
So did I.
How do you know he's gay?
I met his boyfriend yesterday.
No shit?
No shit.
Sure he was Koji's b.f.?
Yeah. He told me he was.
Man
He hit on me too.
Oh great. Thanks Yama. Way to get me in trouble.
You shouldn't have laughed so loud then. Your own fault.
It's funny. He seriously hit on you?
I've had enough come-ons to recognise one when I see it.
Ego-trip much?
Just a little.
What did you do?
Left quickly.
You should have gone for it man!
Fuck off. I can't believe it.
What? That you got hit on by a guy?
No. That Koji's gay.
Why? He seems like the type when you think about it
It's just weird, I guess.
Worried he's going to jump you?
No.
Why does it bother you then?
It doesn't.
Yes it does. You only tell me this kind of stuff if it's bothering you.
That's not true.
Is too
It doesn't bother me, okay?
What would you do if I told you I was gay?
Laugh.
Why?
Because you're not.
What if I was?
But you're not.
I'm being hypothetical.
Woah! Big word there, Tai.
Fuck you
Okay. Hypothetically, if you told me you were gay I would... You know, I have no idea what I'd do. It's hard to say what you'd do until it's happened. What would you do if I told you I was gay?
Wouldn't be that much of a surprise really
What's that supposed to mean?
Nothing. I'm kidding. Honestly, I wouldn't care.
Bollocks.
What?
Of course you'd care.
I so would not
You would too. You're a jock.
I am not a jock. If I were a jock do you think I'd be friends with the likes of you?
Do you think I'D be friends with the likes of you more like. Okay, you're not a jock. But you'd still care.
Why are we having this conversation?
Don't know. You started it.
No YOU started it. With the whole Koji thing remember?
Oh yeah. Fuck it.
What?
I hate when you're right
allstar: Holy shit would u look who's online?
jazzslut: Yep. That'd be me.
allstar: What's goin down in ur part of the city this evening?
jazzslut: Working. Don't talk to me.
allstar: How rude
allstar: Y don't u log off if u don't want people talking 2 u?
jazzslut: Can't. Need to be logged on so Izzy can help me.
allstar: We're supposed 2 call him Koushiro now, remember?
jazzslut: Fuck that.
allstar: lol. What's he helping you with?
jazzslut: Making a...thing. Dunno. Computer thing. For Stats.
allstar: Wot kind of computer thing?
jazzslut: Thing with boxes and numbers.
allstar: Man u type slow
jazzslut: I'm typing to Izzy too. And concentrating on number boxes thing. You're not top priority.
allstar: Admit it – ur just crap at computers
jazzslut: I'm not crap. Just inexperienced. Computer virgin.
allstar: Well at least ur a virgin in 1 sense
jazzslut: Help. Don't understand Izzy – he's not using real words.
allstar: Does he ever?
jazzslut: What is a negative function?
allstar: Wot makes u think I'd kno?
jazzslut: I'm in way over my head here, Tai.
allstar: Ha. Ur getting no sympathy from me. It's ur own stupid fault 4 taking maths.
jazzslut: Tell me about it. I'm so close to flunking this subject it's not even funny.
allstar: Shoulda taken PE. Best subject eva.
jazzslut: Yeah because I so fit in with your PE buds.
allstar: You would
jazzslut: That was sarcasm, idiot.
allstar: They're not so bad. U'd b surprised how cool some of them r.
jazzslut: I'm good with my music, thanks.
allstar: Ur loss
jazzslut: So what are you doing now?
allstar: Not much. Scouting around. Replying to mail. The usual.
jazzslut: Woah, I'm getting bawled out by Izzy for not paying attention.
allstar: U should pay attention then
jazzslut: I so cannot be arsed. Had enough. Besides you're way too good a distraction.
allstar: Do u think he's turning all red? Like he does in real life when he gets mad?
jazzslut: 'In real life'? What is this? Make believe?
allstar: U kno wot I mean
jazzslut: I think he is probably going red from the sound of him.
allstar: Wot's he saying?
jazzslut: Not much. Yawn.
allstar: Poor Iz. He's 2 nice to be able to bitch at people properly
jazzslut: Oh my God - Mr. Too Nice just swore at me.
allstar: No way. Izzy doesn't swear.
jazzslut: He did just now.
allstar: That's the funniest thing eva. U must have pisssed him off good.
jazzslut: Think I did.
allstar: Ur such a horrible person
jazzslut: I am not. Izzy's just too sensitive.
allstar: U bad-mouthed computers didn't u?
jazzslut: Yeah.
allstar: Should know better
jazzslut: Shit. He's gone now.
allstar: Gone where?
jazzslut: Away. Now I have no help.
allstar: Who's fault is that?
jazzslut: Stop being the voice of reason. I'm meant to be the sensible one.
allstar: Says who?
jazzslut: Me. Now you have to leave me alone so I can work this out.
allstar: No. Shan't.
jazzslut: You'll be sorry if you don't.
allstar: Bring it on baby
jazzslut: I'm going to disconnect you.
allstar: Like 2 c u try
jazzslut: I know how to do that much at least.
allstar: Go on then
jazzslut: I have the most disgusting cup of coffee ever.
allstar: Thought u were disconnecting me
jazzslut: Nah. Then what would I have to distract me?
allstar: Can't get enough of me huh?
jazzslut: You know it.
allstar: I can't believe Izzy abandoned u 2 the horror of math
jazzslut: I know. Talk about being highly-strung.
allstar: He needs a girlfriend
jazzslut: So true.
allstar: We should set him up
jazzslut: Yes! Who with?
allstar: How about Stella?
jazzslut: Are you mad? Izzy and Stella? He should be so lucky.
allstar: Wot is so great about her?
jazzslut: What isn't?
jazzslut: You just don't know her well enough.
allstar: I know her enough 2 know I don't like her
jazzslut: You're so weird. Everyone likes Stella.
allstar: Every1 does not. Name 1 girl who likes Stella.
jazzslut: Okay. All BOYS like Stella.
allstar: I don't
jazzslut: She's cool.
allstar: She's a slut
jazzslut: Hey! That's low.
allstar: Ur just biased coz you dated her
jazzslut: It was hardly dating.
allstar: Fucked, dated, what's the difference, right Yama?
jazzslut: Chill, Tai.
jazzslut: Stella's my friend, okay? What's wrong with you?
allstar: I just don't like her
jazzslut: Why would you want to set her up with Izzy if you hate her so much?
allstar: I don't hate her, I just don't like her
allstar: I don't know. Nevermind.
jazzslut: Shit.
allstar: What?
jazzslut: My boxes with numbers thing has disappeared.
allstar: What do u mean?
jazzslut: I mean I've done something and now it's disappeared.
allstar: The whole thing?
jazzslut: Yes. Now there's just empty boxes.
allstar: What did u do?
jazzslut: I don't know!
allstar: Don't panic
jazzslut: Too late. Where the fuck is Izzy when you need him?!
allstar: You scared him off remember?
jazzslut: Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it.
allstar: Did u save it?
jazzslut: I don't know. I don't understand any of it.
allstar: You tit. How can someone normally smart be so dense about computers?
jazzslut: Because they're weird and confusing.
allstar: If I can handle them you can
jazzslut: No I can't. Tai! Help! I have to finish this tonight. What do I do?
allstar: Isn't your Dad there? He'd know.
jazzslut: When is my Dad ever here?
allstar: Is it a database?
jazzslut: What?
allstar: The thing you're doing
jazzslut: Which thing? With the boxes?
allstar: For fuck's sake
allstar: Ok. It's 9:20 now
allstar: I'll be at yours in 15 mins
jazzslut: Seriously?
allstar: How can I help u online if u don't even kno wot's wrong?
jazzslut: I do know what's wrong. The numbers are all gone.
allstar: Do you want me to come or not?
jazzslut: Yes.
jazzslut: Are you sure?
allstar: I'm shit with maths but I know how to work Excel and ur obviously completely hopeless by urself.
jazzslut: Don't you have stuff to do?
allstar: Nah I'm coming now
jazzslut: Okay. Thank you so much. You rock.
allstar: I know I do
jazzslut: I totally love you for this. I'll make it up to you.
allstar: Yeah yeah. Just make sure there's something good to eat for when I get there and we're quits.
jazzslut: Sure thing.
allstar: See u in 15
Mum – stayin over at Matt's. Will walk by and get Kari on way 2 skool tomoro am. Don't worry – we'll behave! Luv ya. Txx
A/N: So let me know what you think, whether I should continue it or not. Never fear, plot will actually develop but if it's too annoying written like this then tell me! And I apologise for awful text language and lack of proper punctuation on Tai's part...it just seemed right like that.