Okay it took me a long time for this update, I didn't want to write a bunch and have no one read it ^-^
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On to explore Break's quest to ruin Gil :D
I don't own these guys… D:
"What the hell just happened Gil!" asked Oz when he finally caught up. He thought it was really odd that Gil had run away. Isn't Gil gay? He asked himself, and not for the first time. Something about his best friend had always set off his gaydar for some reason. So why would he run away from Breaks attention?
"Obviously, Break just attacked me. It's not like I made him sit on me." Gil said. His face still had residual blush, and talking about what had happened definitely wasn't helping.
"I was there, I saw what happened. But why did you run away?" Oz replied, rolling his eyes. It was silent for a moment, Oz floundering to find a way to ask the question he had been meaning to ask for the longest time, but he never found the perfect opportunity for it. He settled on just coming out with it.
"Gil, aren't you gay?" asked Oz. Gil didn't reply for a moment, and Oz was scared for a moment that his friends' face would explode before he could get out an answer, as it had just turned, if possible, even redder.
"No…Yes...Maybe. I don't know! Why would you ask me such a personal question like that! Aren't you going to be creeped out if I were to admit to it?" Gil replied, his voice rising slightly in pitch and volume with every word.
"Why would I be creeped out? It's not like it's a bad thing, is it?" said Oz. He really didn't understand what the fuss was all about. This was Gil, his best friend and servant. Why would something so small cause him to be creeped out?
"Gil, I don't understand why you think that admitting to that would make it weird at all, it's not like it's anything that will affect…" he started and then realized what the issue with Gil was, why he was so afraid for Oz to find out. It couldn't be, could it? He thought. He didn't have much time to wonder, as Gil answered his question for him.
"It's weird because I'm in love with you Oz. That's what makes me think you wouldn't want to be around me if I admitted it." Oz could barely hear what he said, because Gil was looking at his shoes, practically mumbling his answer.
"Oh." said Oz, not knowing what to say.
"This is gonna be good!" whispered Break to the girl next to him. She was wearing a pink flowing top with jeans and a huge pink bow on the front of her top. She glared at Break with her huge bright blue eyes, and, adjusting the red bow that was holding up the front section of her long, wavy hair, flipped him off.
Her name was Emily, and she and Break had been friends for ages. She couldn't speak or hear, so Break had learned Sign Language in order to be able to communicate with her. Unfortunately, she was even creepier and crazier than Break was, but he kept her around. She and Break's relationship was the object of countless rumors around the school, but they had mostly come to the conclusion that they were both too sadistic to be romantic, and they were left alone.
He put a finger over his lips to get her to remain quiet, laughing at his own joke. Sometimes he felt as if he was the only one that did. Well, at least I'm entertaining, Break thought. He turned his ear to the conversation in the room, which was starting to get pretty interesting. He still didn't understand Gil, he acted like he hated him all the time, was obviously hopelessly in love with his best friend, and yet he did just the opposite of what Break had been expecting every time. He blushed whenever Break accidentally touched him, although it didn't usually take much to make the guy blush.
At least he wasn't one to dwell on other people's feelings. He guessed it was probably one of the qualities that made people constantly nervous around him, but he never worried about it. They could like him or not, he didn't care in the least. But something about Gil both intrigued and attracted him.
Of course his doting on Oz usually got pretty old pretty fast, but there would always be time to cure him of that. He had been told many times before he was an exceptional lover. At least those that didn't move away or change their names, he thought with a chuckle. Beside him Emily gave him a look that said to shut up, and gestured towards the door.
Gil's voice had gotten marginally louder, and now he could hear what was being said pretty well. It did not sound good. He distinctly heard him say, it's weird because I'm in love with you, and he laughed silently.
Oh this boy is fun. I wonder what poor little Ozzie would say as a reaction to Gilly's confession. He thought gleefully. He practically wiggled with it, endlessly amused by the emotion in Gil's voice, and the lack of emotion in Oz's usually bright tone.
He suddenly heard Gil pushing his chair back so hard it clattered to the floor after an awkward pause. Break barely had time to pull Emily to the side, because she wasn't sure what to make of the crazy vibrations she could no doubt feel in the floor, when the door to the classroom slammed open and almost smacked them in the face, but missed by about a centimeter, coming to a stop right in front of Break's nose.
They saw Gil run down the hallway, and left before Oz could find them sneaking and eavesdropping on the conversation. Break was already planning on how he was going to exploit his new prey's vulnerability. For just one second, he considered that he was very, very bad for Gil. And that if he was to end up falling for Break, he would be, in short, screwed. Literally and metaphorically screwed. He didn't care though. He had fun with Gil, and he would worry about that all later, if he did at all. He shrugged and popped a lolly into his mouth, and, humming to himself, went to the dorm the two men shared.
There you have it, my attempt at switching viewpoints.
See you next chapter (which could potentially take a while to update, as I am having finals and Christmas soon)!
Oh, and merry Christmas!