Love, Lust, and Lolicons
Authorship: Avery LikeLytale
Author Notes: My goodness, people...you really know how to make a depraved author happy. o.O Ha ha, I love reading long reviews. Thanks all and sorry I don't have time to reply to your reviews individually. Just be satisfied with the knowledge that your precious love shall sustain me forever (and if you stop sending it, I DIE! Just kidding.)
To the person who is sending me subliminal mind signals (remember, I'm too lazy to check back for names), it's working. Curse you, I'll never level up on MapleStory now! XD Aaand...Misawa's a bit dense.
Caution: Zane loves Chazz, if dub names make you spazz, and you don't like OOCnazz, then don't read this story you jean-azz. (Keep your deragoratory :spells it wrong: comments to yourself It gets hard thinking of un-boring crap to fill these sections with)
Disclaimer: (which I have been neglecting...) Yugioh GX does not belong to me, and if there is such thing as an Emo Livejournal Community, I'd like to see it (not).
5. Chazz Almost Says It
"YOU DID WHAT?"
Zane waited, with his eternal patience, for Misawa to calm down, lounging languidly on the Ra Yellow student's sofa while Misawa stood, his face incredulous and slack-jawed, screaming his throat sore at Zane.
"Calm down, Misawa," Zane said, when he was sure the tide had subsided.
Misawa breathed heavily and flung himself onto his bed, groaning. "Holy hell," he said, his voice hoarse. "You're unbelievable, Zane."
The two of them were in Misawa's room in the Ra Yellow dorms, which was currently in a state of disarray as Misawa was doing some "organizing", which involved pulling out everything he owned from his drawers and his closet, throwing them on the floor, and making a mental promise to sort through it and dispose of what was no longer needed, while putting everything else into order. So far, it seemed no progress had been made concerning this "organizing".
Zane casually picked up a wad of paper on which a long, complicated equation was scrawled and flicked it at Misawa. "What do you mean, unbelievable?"
Misawa inhaled deeply, and, in a heavily sarcastic tone, said, "Hmm, yeah, I wonder what's so freaking unbelievable? Like, maybe, after you told me you loved Chazz, you go ahead and get married to Alexis? Hell no, of course that's not unbelievable!"
"Grow some brains, Misawa," Zane said, though he remained as patient as ever. "I thought you knew me."
"I thought I knew you too!" Misawa cried. "At least, until you suddenly decided you were straight again!"
Zane tilted his head backwards over the arm of the sofa, so that he was staring at Misawa upside-down. This time, there was an edge of annoyance in his voice, and his eyes were definitely hardened over with anger. "Quit joking around, you idiot. I do love Chazz--that's one thing that's never going to change. Will you listen to me?", for Misawa had opened his mouth to protest. "Look, remember when I told you to get rid of Alexis? Well, I just did it for you. So you should be grateful. I cut down on your workload."
Misawa's mouth twitched slightly, and behind his gray eyes one could clearly see the mechanisms of his brain working speedily. Finally, he groaned and his shoulders slumped, and he glanced at Zane with incredulous eyes.
"Zane, you're a freaking bastard. I mean, a girl like Alexis--you can't--"
"I don't care who it is," Zane said. "If she gets in the way of me and Chazz, then she's asking for it."
"She doesn't even know about you and Chazz, Zane!"
"I don't care," Zane said, and there was a cold finality to his words. Misawa glanced at Zane's eyes--at the hard, flat glare of those blue eyes, and decided it was wise not to press on.
He shook his head, in an unbelieving way. "You can't use a girl like Alexis Rhodes like that. You just...ugh, Zane." Then he quickly glanced up and changed his tack. "So, anyway--how are you going to 'use' Alexis to get Chazz to say it? I fail to see how hooking up with her is going to help you with him at all."
Zane allowed himself a laugh at Misawa's ignorance. "Misawa, you should stick with numbers and symbols. You don't understand people, do you?"
"Can you answer my damn question?"
"Patience," Zane said, smiling as Misawa's face lit up with rage. "Look, Misawa, Chazz likes Alexis, right?"
"Yes," Misawa said, quite nastily.
"So me hooking up with her is going to hurt him, isn't it? But at the same time--even if he won't admit it--he's gotten a little bit attached to me. No, I don't mean attached as in lovey-dovey yet, but don't you think that he'd feel some attraction for someone who thought he was good enough to kiss?"
"No."
"Not even subconsciously?"
Misawa merely glared. Zane went on. "If what I'm saying is true, then hooking up with Alexis will hurt him more than you'd think it would, wouldn't it?"
"I get where you're going," Misawa said, agitated, "but all right, so you've got a hurt Chazz. So what?"
"Angst is the best conductor of romance. Go do a few equations about that," Zane said.
"Wha?"
Zane heaved a dramatic sigh. "It's textbook stuff, Misawa. Take away everyone and everything that means something to him. Make him sad, confused, angry. Make him realize, at his darkest hour, that the only thing left for him is you. Get my drift?"
"Where do you get your textbooks?" Misawa snapped. "The Emo Livejournal Community?"
"Ha, ha," Zane said, flicking another equation-peppered wad of paper at Misawa. "Look, Misawa, you need to help me."
"With what? You already 'got rid' of Alexis," Misawa said. A brief pause, then--"you bastard."
"There's always someone else," Zane said. He pulled himself into a sitting position and relaxed. Soon, soon...soon all the pieces would be in place. And there could only be one possible outcome. He smiled to himself at the thought--the thought of Chazz becoming totally, entirely, his. "Like...Jaden Yuki, for one..."
Alexis was extraordinarily happy the next day. Chazz noticed it immediately, when she bounced into class (her boobs bounced too, damn...). She practically skipped over to where Jaden, Chazz, and Syrus congregated, and waved a hello.
"Hi Jaden! Hi Syrus! Hi Chazz!" She said without hesitation.
"Hi Alexis!" Jaden beamed, his face lighting up with a large smile. Alexis had an identical expression on.
"Hi...Lex..." Chazz said, but very faintly--he was certain she hadn't heard. She hadn't spoken to him since The Day of Rejection--which Chazz had already christened into a national holiday, of sorts--and he'd expected her to be more uncomfortable, more cautious, speaking to him, but she seemed as normal as ever.
Did I really mean that little to her? He thought to himself, miserable. Yeah, probably. She probably rejects dozens of guys every week...
"How are you guys?" Alexis was saying, but before any of them could answer, she whipped around and glanced toward the doorway, and in a loud, cheerful voice, she called, "Hi, Zane!"
Oh yeah, she likes Zane... Chazz remembered, and then shrunk back at the thought of Zane. He made a half-hearted, futile attempt to hide under his desk, but Zane was already there, standing next to Alexis and smiling slightly.
Chazz got ready to scream a curse at Zane, then stopped when he saw, to his utter amazement, Zane place his arm around Alexis's waist. Alexis beamed. Chazz could only stare, open-mouthed, trying to understand this.
Syrus put Chazz's question in words. "Uh...Zane...you...Alexis...?" He left his fragmented sentence trail in the air, questioningly.
"Well, uh, it's kind of embarrassing," Alexis said coyly.
"Nothing embarrassing about it," Zane said. "Alexis and I are going out."
"Are...what?" Syrus sputtered. He glanced at Chazz, then at Zane, and then at Chazz again. Chazz didn't notice at Syrus. He was too busy staring blankly at Zane and Alexis.
Alexis had her hands around Zane's neck now. Zane's hand, meanwhile, rested comfortably in Alexis's hair, as he smiled warmly at her.
"Going out?" Jaden tilted his head slightly. "Wow, Alexis, I didn't know you liked Zane!"
Alexis burst into a rather immature giggling fit, and Zane's annoying smile grew wider.
"Zane, I didn't know that you liked Alexis!" Syrus screamed in return. "I thought you...Chazz...you know..."
"What are you talking about, Syrus?" Zane said, in a rather patronizing way. Before anyone could respond with this, the sound of the bell cut through the air. "Sorry, Alexis, I have to go now"--and before he left, he leaned down and kissed her: a brief butterfly kiss, but a kiss was a kiss. Especially when it was in plain view in front of a gawking crowd of several dozen kids.
"Wow!" "Alexis and Zane!" "Who woulda thunk it?" "I knew they had the hots for each other"--and so on and so forth. The classroom burst forth with the chattering of students as Zane exited. Alexis was smiling and blushing, looking embarrassed but also pleased, as her friends mobbed around her and squealed their support.
Chazz was oblivious to it all. His mind was absolutely, perfectly frozen as he sat, stiff as a statue, in his seat, trying to understand the past five minutes--the most confusing five minutes of his life.
Zane--Alexis--kissing-- No way. No way in hell.
"Chazz?" Jaden said, leaning forward and waving his hands in front of Chazz's motionless face. "You okay?"
"Uh...yeah," Chazz said jerkily. "I hafta...uh...use the bathroom."
"Eww, Chazz!" Jaden said, but Chazz had already jumped to his feet and ran off, out of the door Zane had went through, chasing after the Obelisk Blue student who had stolen his heart and made off with Alexis's.
He found Zane quite quickly, as Zane was walking at a leisurely pace while Chazz was running full out. Chazz skidded to a halt in front of Zane, and, before allowing himself any time to think--what good was thinking, anyway?--he screamed out, "Hey, you! Truesdale!"
"Hi Chazz," Zane said, turning around slightly.
Chazz reached out and hit Zane, right on the obliviously smiling face. Zane teetered backwards slightly, but seemed completely unfazed. He continued talking as if Chazz had never hit him--which, as one could imagine, pissed Chazz off a great, great deal.
"What's up? Why are you...so..." Zane placed his hand against his bruised cheek. "...angry?", and he smiled.
"I demand an explanation for your actions," Chazz said, breathing heavily, glaring at Zane, at those calm, cold blue eyes. Eyes that always seemed to be mocking you, no matter what expression he had on. Chazz hated those eyes. He tore his gaze away.
"For what actions?" Zane said.
"You and Alexis! Don't play dumb, dammit!" Chazz reached out to hit Zane again, but Zane grabbed Chazz by the wrist and squeezed--just enough to cause pain, but not enough to be overly oppressive. Chazz let out a hiss and went on. "You--I thought you didn't like her...you liked me, didn't you? Or at least that's what you said! So why did you...why are you...you and her..."
"Going out?" Zane said. He tightened his grip on Chazz's wrist. "Well, I don't know what I told you, but I've liked Alexis for a long time. And when you told me she liked me, well, that was all I needed."
Chazz stared up at Zane, unbelieving. Zane was the world's biggest bastard. Stealing the girl Chazz loved, toying with Chazz...strangely, it was this second offense, not the first, that hurt Chazz more.
"You...used me! You used me to get to her!" He sputtered, barely coherent.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Zane said. "Hey, Chazz, why're you crying?"
Chazz reached up his free hand and roughly wiped at his eyes. "I'm not crying! Quit talking shit!"
"Really, Chazz," Zane said, glancing up at the ceiling. "I don't get why you're so upset. Well, I know, you liked Alexis, didn't you? But why does it matter if I used you or not? You hated me, didn't you?"
"That's not true!" Chazz shouted. "Zane, I love--"
Then he stopped.
Zane broke into an even wider smile, and slowly released Chazz's arm. "You love who, Chazz?"
Chazz tried to speak, but no words would come out. He only shook his head, incredulous--had he actually said what he thought he said? There was Zane, smiling happily, his eyes alight with triumph. Had he actually said it?
"I love cheese!" He snarled, pushing Zane backwards. "Don't get any ideas, Truesdale!"
"Chazz, I thought you hated me..." Zane said, catching Chazz by the arm and pulling him near. Chazz flinched and tried pulling away, but to no avail--why the hell was Zane so strong?
"I do hate you!" Chazz said. "And don't ever think otherwise!"
"Why not?" Zane leaned closer, and, before Chazz could respond, pressed his lips against Chazz's, fiercely kissing him. Chazz moaned and remained unresisting--but he didn't return the kiss either.
Zane quickly pulled away, but pulled Chazz closer, until he was holding Chazz in a hug. Chazz glanced up at Zane, glaring. "Zane, I don't know who the hell you like," he said.
"Does it matter?"
"Yes," Chazz snapped. "I'd rather you like me than Alexis."
Zane broke into a very wide smile and tightened his hold on Chazz's shoulders. "Is that so, Chazz?"
Chazz realized how what he said must have sounded to Zane, and quickly said, "That's not what I meant! I meant that I don't--look, I like Alexis and I don't want her to be with a heartless bastard like you!" He shoved away from Zane violently, staggering into the wall, summoning as much hate as he could and directing it toward Zane with eye daggers.
"Sure," Zane said, his tone sarcastic. "Get back to class, Chazz. You don't want to ditch two days in a row, do you?"
"How about you?" Chazz spat.
Zane shrugged. "I'm the best duelist in the school. They'll give me leeway. But you're just a Slifer slacker." He gave Chazz a playful pat on the head, but Chazz was pissed. Zane's comment had offended him personally. Slifer slacker? No way--he may not be wearing his Obelisk Blue coat anymore, but that didn't make him one of them.
"Don't always look so angry," Zane went on. "Your face will freeze that way."
"Shut up!" Chazz whirled around to run back to class, but Zane grabbed him by the waist and pulled him backwards. Without allowing Chazz so much time as to cry out, he seized Chazz's chin and buried him into a deep kiss.
Chazz let out a muffled noise of surprise as Zane's hands clasped his neck and the back of his head, forcing him deeper into the kiss. Zane's tongue prowled inside Chazz's mouth, enjoying the taste of the younger student's mouth; dizzily, Chazz thought that Zane's breath tasted vaguely of strawberries.
Then Zane detached himself from Chazz, and, so quickly that Chazz barely realized what had happened at first, turned heel and left. Chazz, as if in a daze, brought a hand up to his mouth and pressed.
The most confusing day of my life, he decided in his head.
He had almost said it. He'd almost said I love you to Zane. He didn't know why or how that had come out. He didn't even know if Zane wanted him to say it anymore.
Chazz slumped his shoulders and proceeded back to class, his thoughts swimming as he dragged his feet down the hall.
Author's Notes: Seems like the chapters with Misawa in them always turn out the longest. Eh heh. I'm scared to make emoticons on Mr. Xing's site. I'm afraid they'll be deleted. Oh, and you know what? I didn't realize that Mr. Xing's site automatically added the chapter number before the chapter name, so all this time the numbers I put in front of the titles were totally redundant. I should pay more attention... :edits:
Review, or you will die in 7 days...:hair covers eyes:
PS: Yeah, I do like ripping stuff from horror movies. That I've never seen before.
