Hell's gate
"Please…"
"No."
"Just for me, please!"
"I told you, I won't do it!"
"It's the only thing I'm asking you… Just for a week, at least."
"…err."
Ventus sighed, looking at his blond haired friend before him. The latter was on his knees and his hands were clasped together as if he was praying to whatever god he believed in. This is ridiculous… The blond haired young man rubbed his temples with both hands, closed his eyes and thought hard about an excuse to avoid his friend's request, ignoring the fact that the guy was now lightly tugging on the bottom of his jeans. How did I get myself into this shit?
Silence would have filled the room if it wasn't for the perpetual thumping sound echoing from the basket ball bouncing off the ground. Sitting on the wooden bench of the gymnasium, dribbling absentmindedly with a ball was Ventus. With his cheek resting in his right palm, the young man sighed, boringly watching the brown-haired guy sitting on the floor in front of him. The latter was writing something on a paper, his tongue hanging out a bit in concentration. The blond took a peek at his watch and resumed his previous action, which was staring intently at the other, as if hoping he would disappear soon, which was the case.
He sighed for an umpteenth time. "Are you nearly done? It's already 16h15 I still have to clean that room before heading home, you know…"
Without looking up, the brown haired teen smiled widely. "Don't worry Ven, it doesn't matter if I miss the bus, it's not like I live very far from here!"
"Maybe you don't, but I do! I don't really care anyway if you missed the bus or not…" He muttered the last part mostly to him, but his student still heard him.
"Hey! You're a teacher, you're not supposed to—"
"Well, school is finished since twenty minutes, so I'm not anymore. Plus, it's not like I really am a teacher…"
The younger laughed. "Assistant, teacher, who cares! You're the one teaching us since the real one isn't here most of the time…"
Ventus sighed again. "Yeah, I totally feel like he uses me to escape his teaching duty…" He looked at the brown haired teen once again. "Anyway, hurry up, I wanna go home… You're lucky I'm giving you extra time for this exam."
The teenager sighed and looked up, unsure. "Maybe I could concentrate more if you stopped bouncing that ball of yours…" He smiled clumsily and scratched his head.
Ventus stopped playing with the ball, realizing he was indeed bothering his student. "Oh, sorry Sora..."
After a couple of minutes, Sora stood up, sheet in hands and handed it to Ventus. "Thanks for the extra time. I may be good at sports, but theory is a whole other thing…"
He took it and stood up. "No problem."
Sora waved his hands and took off. "See ya!"
Ventus walked toward the center of the gym and began to pick up all of the scattered basket balls. Much to his displeasure, the students didn't even bother to return the balls in the locker, as soon as they heard the bell signaling the end of the class ring, the bunch of teenagers exited like wild animals.
The blond man cleaned a bit and picked up the stray exams on the wooden bench, before placing it on the teacher's desk in the little office. He rummaged through it a bit, cross-reading some of the answers. Most of the answers were good and all, since it wasn't really a hard class, but some others were just plain stupid. In his class there were students like Tidus, who were really good at sports, but sucked at health theory, some more like Sora which was good in both, even he the little guy though he sucked at health, which wasn't the case. Then there was some who didn't really care about the sports thing and preferred the health, like most of the girls in the class. And finally, there was Axel. The guy was nearly the same age as Ven and still in school. Either he was plain stupid, or bored to hell. The red-head didn't give a damn about health, like at all. He only wrote stupid things that wasn't even related to the subject in his exams. And let's not begin about practice. Oddly, the guy was kind of good at accidently falling on top of girls on the field.
The blond assistant picked up his copy of the exam and took a peek at his answers. One of the questions asked about naming an activity that was cardio-related and obviously the answer was along the lines of 'me doing your mama (; ' Oh and there even was a little drawing besides the answer, with an arrow pointing Axel and another one pointing the 'mama'. Typical Axel. Ventus scoffed and put the sheet back and took to whole pile up. "This guy really needs attention. Poor him…"
He stuffed all of the papers in his bag and threw it over his shoulder. The blond looked at his watch one last time, which was showing 16h30 and began heading toward the exit of the gymnasium. His steps echoed in the empty corridor as he walked toward the staff entrance of the school and exited the building, much to his relief. Arriving beside his car, he unlocked it and entered it, glad to be finally heading home.
After a twenty minutes' drive or so, he parked his car in the driveway of his house and got out. He took his keys to unlock his front door, but to his surprise, it was already unlocked. Just as he was about to open his door, he heard a voice inside. "Shit… A burglar?!"
He reached for the doorknob and opened it quickly, hoping to surprise whoever was robbing his house. However, he was the one surprised when he saw what was inside his own place. Visibly anxious and pacing back in forth in the hall while scratching his head was―
"Prompto, what are you doing here?"
"Please, Ven. I'm asking you a favor."
Not finding any good lie to tell him, the assistant reluctantly opened his eyes, revealing his defeated blue orbs and turned his head on the left, not wanting to look at Prompto's pleading puppy look and sighed heavily. He wanted to help him, he really did, but what he was asking him was a bit too much. He was quite busy with his job as an assistant teacher and therefore, didn't have time to take care of someone else. Plus he didn't even know the kid; what if he was a huge gamer? Ven didn't have any videogames here; the boy was going to be bored to death. Or worst, maybe he actually was a delinquent, or even a sex-mad?! He didn't want a creep like this in his house! And what if he was a foreigner? How would he speak to him? Calm down Ven, that's only Prompto's cousin we're talking about here… There's no need to worry. He sighed, but suddenly realised that― no. No… NO. NO WAY IN IS something to worry about. It's actually PROMPTO ARGENTUM's cousin he was about to let live under his roof. Who knows how that brat is like, or what he can do. He couldn't accept this.
He reluctantly looked at the blond-haired man still crouched before him, only to sigh an umpteenth time. "Sorry, but I really ca―"
Prompto cut him off, jumping from the ground and half on his friend, putting both of his palm on the other's shoulder and looking piteously in the other's blue orbs. The blond whimpered slightly. "I beg you, Ven. Just this once, please. I'll do anything… I swear I'm gonna cry…" He whispered the last part, but his friend still heard him. He really looks like he's about to cry…
Ventus sighed severely and removed Prompto's hands from his shoulder and pushed him a little. "What will I get in return if I… accept?" The blond haired young man looked away from his friend's blue eyes slightly. I'm so going to regret this, I swear.
Suddenly, he jumped on him like a happy madman, laughing and telling him non-stop that he was an amazing friend. Stepping back lightly and pushing Prompto off of him once again, Ventus pinched the root of his nose, exhaling. "Calm down. I've not agreed yet! Answer me before…"
"Answeeeer…?"
"The question."
"Which—"
"What will I get in return?" He crossed his arms on his chest, waiting for his friend to give him a reply that would please him enough.
The silly boy seemed to ponder about what his friend just said and when a smiled flashed across his face, he knew he just found it. "I'll pay for an unlimited subscription sea-salt ice cream!"
He's kidding me, right? Slightly taken aback, the assistant shifted his weight onto his left leg and cleared his throat a bit."Prompto, I hope you're aware that… I don't eat that awful snack."
The blond began to walk around his friend, his right hand under his chin. "Oh don't worry, I know that. But it's not for you."
Ven's face suddenly contorted in confusion as the other continued to talk. "Well, you won't be forced to go out each time cousin's asking you to buy some ice cream. With my gift, you won't run out of stock!"
And he looks like I would be pleased with that answer? "Why would I buy him some ice cream anyway?"
"You'll need it and you'll thank me for that, don't worry!" He said, smirking. "Oh, and Ven… don't and I swear, DO NOT let my cousin cook. EVER."
"Why is—" The blond haired man didn't even finish his sentence as Prompto cut him off once again.
"Sorry Venny, it's not that I don't want to talk with you, but Glad is waiting for me. I really need to go!" He quickly ran toward the door and exited his friend's place, leaving him there confused as hell. Oh crap…
Cursing at him under his breath, Ventus made his way in the living room where he was planning to lazily lie down on the couch to watch the television. "When will that freaking brat be here anyway?" He asked himself.
"I'm right here, dumbass." The blond stopped dead in his tracks as the unknown and FEMININE voice spoke.
Agape, he slowly raised his head to look at the scene in front of him. You, a teenager with [hair color] hair, were currently sitting on his couch, your feet on top of the coffee table and eating his favorite chips, not that you were aware of that anyway. The last bag of his favorite chips. You were looking at the television, eating slowly your food while accidently dropping a chip on the ground from time to time. The man froze, still looking at you with his eyes wide opened and his mouth nearly hanging inches above the floor. He was totally speechless. Fucking Prompto, he knew I would accept and that's why she's already in there. Why didn't he tell me that his cousin was actually a girl? A GIRL. And a foul-mouthed one at that!
"Eeerr…" With his lack of reaction, you turned your head, revealing your currently sneaky and insolent features.
"Hey, hey. Is your brain still working?" You stood up and walked toward him, waving your left hand in front of his face.
He frowned slightly and your inexistent smile changed into a cocky one. "Hi. [Name]'s the name."
Seriously, what kind of shit did I get myself into?
A/N: So here is the first real chapter of Madness! What do you guys think about it so far? Please rate and review to let me know! Also, if you would like certain characters added in the story, you can always propose some to me, I'd be please to add them in the story! Thank you for reading~
