You'll Choke On Those Words
Dengon Mitsukai
Thanks for so many kind reviews! Actually, there really weren't that many. Most of you want to kill me…I'm sorry for leaving you all at such a horrible place! But I had to, I had to! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I PROMISE you find out what Ren did. Get yourself excited. Here it comes. Oh, but first… in this chapter you'll finally get a little input from Horokeu! Isn't that exciting, for all you Horo fans? Grab your Horokeu dolls, grab your Ren dolls, and get ready for some surprises! LET'S GET IT ON!
Disclaimer: Although I love the series Shaman King, I don't own it (Kuso!).
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Chapter Two: I'm a Mess of Insecurities
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Ren laid himself down on his bed, tears sliding sloppily down his face. His phone had long since fallen to the floor, the line as disconnected as he felt inside. How? How? How could he have done this? To himself? To Horokeu? How could he have been so… so selfish? So utterly absorbed with himself, with his drinking, that he allowed … this… to happen?
Ren's tears slid down his face further and further as he desperately tried to figure out what was going on. It all made sense now – Pirika's looks. Horokeu's hesitance. Everyone's glares, sneers, snickers… they all knew. Horokeu knew. He had jeopardized their friendship, he had jeopardized everything that night.
He clutched his pillow closer to his chest, wondering where Horo was, and how he was doing. Was it selfish to not think about Horo as well? Hadn't he been the one who was truly shamed by all of this? Worst of all, had Ren even meant for it to happen? Did he really feel that way, or did he just confuse Horokeu and himself as well as hurt himself and Horokeu more than he ever needed to?
But wasn't that just typical, Ren hurts someone. It was as simple as the washing instructions on the back of the tag of a shirt: Machine wash Cold/Cold. Low drying cycle. Repeat. Ren loses a friend, a friend very dear to him. Ren suffers. Repeat. Except that it was easier to wear out a person than a tee-shirt (as well as harder to replace). How did this always happen to him? How could he allow himself to be so pigheaded? HOW COULD HE ALLOW HIMSELF TO DRINK SO MUCH, TO DO SO MANY CHILDISH THINGS! He slammed his fist against the wall, his screams breaking the sound of his From First To Last CD. How? How?
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Horokeu was sprawled out on his bed, his head resting upon his hands, thinking back to what had happened that night, and silently scolding himself. He'd screwed Ren over in this deal; in truth it was not completely Ren's fault. But how was he supposed to know? He couldn't even remember what had happened! And yet, how could Horo have forgotten? It still shocked him. He closed his eyes and could envision it perfectly…
Ren paced the room, and came next to Horokeu, who was shooting pool. Horokeu greeted him as normal. "Yo Chinatown! What's up?"
He could already tell something was wrong when it took Ren several minutes to reply in slurred speech, "Ah, Horokeu-u, I've been looking for you-u, all ni-ight…" He smiled and laughed, sitting himself on the pool table and wrecking Horo's game.
"Yo man, what the hell!" Yusuke, a classmate, demanded. "Ren, man, that's fucked up." He stormed out of the room.
Horokeu studied Ren. Obviously he was drunk. It was a strange sight, seeing his best friend drunk. Ren would never let something get the better of him, how could he possibly have gotten drunk. "Hey, Ren, are you sure you're okay."
Ren looked at his feet which were dangling over the edge of the table, swinging in rhythm to the music that was blasting from the stereo system. "Horokeu, I need to…" He paused, regaining his thoughts, and finished, "…tell you something…"
He stood up to cross the room and meet Horokeu, but fell to the floor rather abruptly. Horo hurried over, helping his friend up. "Kuso, Ren! What have you done to yourself? Why have you been drinking so heavily?"
"THIS PARTY SUCKS!" he shouted, unaware that Tamao was in the next room. Horokeu pulled him close and slapped a hand over his mouth. Ren laughed and pushed Horokeu's hand away, steadying himself against Horokeu's body. Horokeu felt a surge of excitement. After all, hadn't he always loved Ren? Everything about him was not only adorable, it was sensual. Ren looked into Horokeu's eyes. "Horokeu, can I tell you something?"
Horo nodded, wondering what drunken slurs would fall out of Ren's mouth. "You don't need to ask, Chinatown. Just spit it."
Ren looked Horokeu in the eyes, and slowly pressed his lips against Horokeu's. Horo was stiffened, unable to move. What was Ren doing? Was he imagining this? Was he even capable of imagining such pleasure? Ren began to kiss him, his soft lips moving across his own, nibbling at his bottom lip softly, kissing his neck, it never stopped.
Horokeu was paralyzed as Ren continued to kiss him, biting at his neck quickly and returning to his lips time after time.
The Yusuke came into the room. In a blur of screams and people coming in, everyone assumed Ren had come on to me. Well, he had, but why were they throwing him out of the room, why were they being so hostile? Horokeu hadn't done anything to stop them. He'd retreated to Piri as if nothing had happened.
Horokeu ran his fingers violently through his hair. He'd ruined things between himself and Ren. It hadn't been Ren's fault. He'd wanted it, he wanted Ren's lips on his own, he'd wanted to feel Ren's body against his own for who knows how long… and it had happened, and it had been more than mere ecstasy, it had been the type of thing people dream they feel.
And he'd let it get away from himself.
And he'd done nothing about it.
And now he'd lost Ren, only Ren thought it was his fault.
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Yoh's voice flowed over Ren's phone receiver soothingly. "Ren. Calm down."
'HOW CAN I JUST CALM DOWN, I'VE LOST MY BEST FRIEND!' he thought to himself angrily. "Yoh, you're leaving to pick up your stupid brother in two seconds, what the fuck am I going to do?"
"Why don't you come get Hao with me? You're one of the few friends of mine that Hao doesn't hate. Plus, he doesn't know anything about you and Horokeu. Therefore, he won't be a bastard about that." Yoh sounded like he had a smile on his face. He had a way of sounding like that.
Ren sighed. He was in no condition to go out. But then again, it was just Yoh's brother. And maybe he'd be able to make a new friend in Hao. "Alright." He'd go. He wouldn't expect much, but it would be better than nothing.
What did he have to lose?
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Uh-oh, when chapters are ended like that you know there's trouble coming! I had to include Hao-sama, how can you not add him into a HoroRen story? It just fits, like … peanut butter and jelly! Thanks for reading, please review, and please keep me wanting to write! You have all helped me want to continue so much, arigatou! Dengon Mitsukai