Chapter 33 is up. Take a look after these responses.
AN: Hello there, everyone. I have some unfortunate news regarding the next chapter. My school thought it was a great idea to couple a final collaborative project for all seniors, despite a majority of my class took and taking the AP exams. As a result, the chapter will be pushed back at Saturday. Sorry about that.
Not only that, a lot of you are still doing APS. I wish the best out of all of you. Study hard to crush these exams. Get those college creds and get out college earlier. Get money. Get a win in life.
Alright, sorry for the pep talk.
Now, I have some news regarding a rewrite of this fic. I am going to do it within the fic, and not make a separate one, because of the hassle that might come with it. The first thing that needs a rewrite in my opinion is the Yuri date, back at chapter 13-14. I feel that it is unfair for those who read my earlier chapters, that find Yuri as the best girl, only to find that the chapter with Natsuki and Val is substantially longer. Therefore, the Yuri fans will have some fluff to digest. After that is the Monika sleepover, and then everything prior to that, due to how awkward some of the dialogue can be.
Besides that "rewrite", I'm going to rework some of the dialogue in the previous chapter, specifically where Monika gets mad at Val for her moaning. I feel that shift in emotions was way, way, too quick, imo. Therefore, once this response is up, I am diving in to make that part a lot more fluid.
Anyway, time for reviews.
Sbg, Those straight-up fuck sessions might come right after the date. I'm still working out the plot details for that. It's not even a hint at this point, that Val is going to lose his "virginity" during the beach chapter. Soo yeah...
Onto your second paragraph, I hope to bring that conflict to light. Also, thanks for liking that part. I figured it was about time anyway.
He is planning on it, but again, it's end of the beach chapter.
Thanks for the review.
ryustorm, Eh... I wouldn't say they are good names, I just thought of those at the top of my head. And that bad feeling of yours is justified, to an extent... Also, I'm not saying anything about that part in the real world. It can be Monika, the new AI, or Tom. That's all up to you to guess...
stranger, Oh, so you knew huh? That's nice! So wait, to clarify this is the only fic that mixes multiple elements at once? I would doubt that, as I think there are other fics that can do what I do waaay better. But hey, all I am asking for is a chance. I'll admit this, I have read lots of fanfics on this site, not in the DDLC community rather in other games and shows etc. I borrowed some elements from those fanfics I have read, and melded them to make my own writing style and finesse.
Also, I think I am the only fic to use extensive plot armor... That's why no body noticed.
Monika did not do any coding powers. Remember, her powers have been almost completely wiped due to a soft reset a couple of chapters back. And yep, Monika does have knowledge of that, read the beginning of Casanova. Monika's soliloquy addresses that.
P.S: Eeeh... I dunno... I do love shitposts but I am not into DDLC that much. That might sound hypocritical, since I writing a fanfic about the game, but I would like this keep this writing life somewhat separate with the meme life I have on social media.
Thank you for the kind words.
Roast Lord, Holy moly. This is a big one! I'm going to dive right in.
Right, about that. I noticed that when I was re-reading that chapter today. I am going to fix that asap, since I have some time today.
The summary part was crucial part in why Val fell for those girls. I needed to put that in.
And what the girls said, is indeed a lie. They did this before, a while back in the early chapters. (oh god I need to fix them)
Sayom? Good one. The scene between them was just fluffy as hell, I guess. And I can somewhat confirm that Tom has MC-level density. Val being the romantic he is, he was the perfect wingman for Tom, using some experience to his advantage from being girls.
I don't know how to start off the 5th paragraph of your review, but this should be enough of an intro. Besides, Project Control, there is still a very good reason why I included the nightmare scene, discussing his nightmare with Eliza, the revelation of what his Boss really is, and his decision to follow the text box. But, that's all up to your interpretation. Besides, it's good character development and plot.
Alright, Tom's end game is going to prominent plot point. Thanks for determination on the choosing to translating the "poem".
Oh right, I forgot to add, the rainclouds are completely gone now. Cause of... you know what.
And yes, it is going to be spicy shit. But not shit. More like a espicy-meatball. Also, I never heard of ABND, that kind of interests me. And you are right, it is a kiss. A sweet and adorable kiss.
Real life does tend do that. Hey, it can be a reality check, right?
Well, I enjoy the anonymity the internet gives. I don't think I'm comfortable giving my real name out in the web. But there is a name that Big N gives to me that I really, really want to be called by.
Likewise.
Storm, I don't know. That's your choice, not mine dude. It's simple as that. Sorry if I sounded harsh, I believe in the power of choice and righteousness.
Titan, Well it did sound as if I was going to be gone for a damn month, but here we are! I hope you are crushing your AP tests as I type. It must be tiring in your school, damn...
Everything has been planned out, I have this thought out since the beginning. Endgame is probably the most craziest and epic chapter I might put up.
They do have the power to convince him to stay... Love can do crazy things. And Val is going to be exhausted, indeed.
Well... The technician did have a name, though it isn't really prominent. And Eliza isn't really that similar to Monika. There is more going on in the air, if you catch my drift.
Oh yeah, Monika was actually doing something innocent, it was a way to trip readers off from her cunning nature. Trust me. But the text box might not be her. It could be something else.
You right, Val shouldn't say shit to Sayori. Who knows what she'll do! Also, thanks to them finally confessing, they are going on a date Saturday. Woo...
P.S: Well, given that many, many people see Monika as the best girl, your quote-on-quote obsession is rather... tame. Good on ya for starting to recover. It is time to let go.
...
Sorry. I will never type that again.
Dickbag McGee, noice
Alright, that's a wrap! Again, the chapter will be up on Saturday, I'm sorry. But it will be rewarding, I hope. Also, the previous chapter is going to be re-worked a bit. Thanks for all the reviews.
Before I end it, any sort of reviews are nice. Criticism, compliments, or a mix of both are welcome. Thank you.
5/19/18 AN: Chapter is up. Take a gander.
I brought Yuri into a warm embrace.
I couldn't risk showing any other sort of affection towards her.
God knows what will happen if I do.
Yuri was initially shocked from the sudden contact.
It all felt strange.
Nostalgic, even.
I felt as if I haven't done this in quite sometime.
Yuri finally hugged back, her head resting against my shoulder.
Her lips near my neck...
I felt her breath tickle my sensitive neck.
I spoke up.
"Yuri. Please stop hating yourself for it."
"I-I can't stop hating it... But I also can't stop loving it! It makes me feel so high! I can't stop myself from feeling so... intense!"
I squeezed her.
"Shhh..." I whispered, as I patted her back.
Yuri nuzzled my neck to comfort herself.
"I hate it..."
"Yuri. Don't hate yourself for it. I actually like it..."
Somewhat.
She pulled slightly away from me.
"You... like it?" She asked, shocked from my admittance.
I reluctantly nodded.
"Yep. It's part of you. And I love every part of you, Yuri. Don't ever forget that."
She squeezed onto me.
And I squeezed back.
"Besides, I can handle some intensity."
I just held onto her.
Besides, they can't complain about hugs.
Right?
After a while, we started to feel comfortable around each other.
I felt Yuri shuffle on me.
"Mmm... So a hug is all you can do, Valkyrie?" She huskily whispered.
I shivered from her sudden hazy tone.
"For the moment... yeah. Why?" I responded, hoping that she wouldn't venture further.
She pulled away from me.
My body missed her warmth.
"I am not satisfied, Valkyrie. I am feeling, rather..."
She drapes a hand down my face.
"Unfulfilled."
Her soft warm touch glided down my cheek.
The close contact was making me hazy.
I pulled away from her, causing Yuri to be fazed.
"Yeah... sorry. This is the best I can do right now." I apologized, wishing that we can continue sharing our poems.
She broke out of her staggered posture and shook her head in disappointment.
"This will not do. I long for another moment. Something along the lines of us..."
She leaned in and smiled with great mischief.
"Making out."
I knew it.
Yuri really wants to spend more time with me.
And to get a little action in there too...
...
How long has meeting been for?
I swear, this is the longest one yet...
Either way, I need to get out of this as soon as possible.
There's no telling what each of these girls do.
Especially when I am around them for extended periods of time.
"Sorry, Yuri. I don't think making out is the best option right now. There's too many eyes around us..." I said with borderline paranoia.
Yuri looked irritated.
It was obvious that she didn't care if there were people watching us.
"I have no problem with that. Lets have a quick one!" Yuri proclaimed.
I sighed, knowing that Yuri wouldn't budge once she sets her a goal or a declaration.
"We can't do that, Yuri." I calmly rebelled, still hoping I can be the voice of reason and rationality. "Look, if I make out with you right now or give a little kiss, I am definitely going to get a tantrum from both Monika and Natsuki."
"Let them be angry, then. Can't a girl get a kiss?" She hungrily replied.
I slowly shook my head.
"No. No, Yuri. They are going to come after me if I do kiss you. It's a boatload of stress."
I took her hand and looked up to her.
"Please understand Yuri. Just this once, let this go. Let's just read our poems and move on." I tenderly asked.
She pulled her hand away me.
She was offended.
Shocked, even.
I felt an aura of overwhelming vexation emanating from her.
"Who do you think you are?!" She growled.
"What?" I asked, baffled from Yuri's reaction.
She advanced towards me.
"I decide how I live my life! Not you!"
I flinched from her come back.
But I managed to keep my calm.
"I am trying to help you, Yuri." I calmly replied.
"Really? So you think that taking out my only way to cope will help?! I thought you will be able help me sate my needs! Or should I go back to cutting again?"
Cutting...
No...
I put my hand up and tried to calm her down.
"No! Don't do that! Argh! Look, Yuri... you need to calm down. You aren't thinking straight!"
She grabbed me by the shoulders.
"How can I think straight when I am around the man I love? Tell me, Valkyrie!"
"I-I... By..." I stuttered unable to reply back.
"That's what I thought."
Yuri then takes my hand and places it against her breast.
It's so big...
So soft...
I pried my gaze away from her breast.
"My heart just beats uncontrollably when I am around you, my love! It's impossible to think straight!"
I pulled my hand away from her and shook my head.
I needed to get a sense of reality.
"Damn it, Yuri. What will it take for you to stop?!" I asked, my voice almost reaching the range of being audible to the others.
"I already said it." She simply replied.
Kiss her.
Damn it!
What should I do?
Where should I go to avoid getting backlash?
I gazed around me, hoping to find a place to kiss her.
My eyes found the exit of the classroom.
Everyone else is on the other side of the classroom...
The exit has some cover, so it can block some view.
If I'm quick enough, I can probably peck her there.
"Fine. I accept."
I pull her towards the exit of the classroom.
I checked if the view was blocked from the other-side.
The exit had a large bookcase next to her, allowing us to hide from sight.
To an extent.
The side of the bookcase provided cover for both of us.
It also provided with a sense of darkness, too.
I looked towards Yuri, who was getting impatient with my procedures.
Here goes.
I rush towards Yuri and gave her a quick peck on the lips.
We closed our eyes as we melted from the sensation.
Jasmine tea...
I felt the dopamine flood my mind.
It felt great.
And as expected, she wanted to deepen the kiss.
She wasted no time on tracing my lips with her tongue, hoping to gain entry to mouth.
I pulled away.
Yuri gave an annoyed pout.
She didn't want this.
It was obvious.
"Why did you stop?! Did I say you can stop?"
I shrugged.
"You said that I had to kiss you, Yuri. And kiss you I did. You never said anything about having a time limit, or whatever. And besides, you said it make it quick as well." I nonchalantly answered.
Yuri glared at me, irritated from my reasoning.
"I don't care! Kiss me again!" She demanded.
"No." I denied, not wanting to continue.
If I did continue, it would inevitably continue to a true make-out session.
"Now, are we sharing poems or what?" I followed up.
Yuri gave a low hiss.
"Valkyrie, I swear, I will continue to blackmail you. I demand that you kiss me again!"
I rolled my eyes, knowing that she wouldn't let up.
I kept silent for awhile, thinking out my next moves.
Yuri stared at me, watching my every movement.
How I breathe.
How I look around the room.
How I think.
I couldn't help but feel...
Safe.
Loved.
And I wasn't quite sure why.
I need to relent.
She isn't going let go.
I gave a heavy sigh.
"Alright, fine." I finally said.
She gave a small grin.
I put my hand on her shoulder.
"But first, I want you to calm down. Completely."
"Why? I really, really can't wait!" Yuri excitedly asked.
"See? You aren't thinking straight, Yuri."
I sighed.
"I just want you at your best, Princess."
"P-Princess?"
I smirked.
"Yeah, did you forget about your dream you had about me? Heh, I can't help but feel... wanted in a way."
I started run to my hand down her long, soft hair.
"The knight always needs a Princess to save and take care, right?" I asked, with a smile.
Yuri beamed at me and lunged at me, holding me tight.
We enjoy the hug we shared, quietly letting the moment pass by.
Yuri then pulled away from me.
"Yes, Valkyrie. A Princess will always find his savior. And you are my Knight in shining armor."
I gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Good girl. Now, are you going to fully calm down?"
She stared at me for awhile, before reluctantly nodding to my bargain.
"I'll try. My heart is still pounding, but I'll my best to stay calm."
I gave her a smile.
"Thank you, Yuri. Now, Breathe in and breathe out. You know, the usual." I said, dismissively waving my hand at her, as I leaned against the wall next to us.
Yuri took in a deep breath and let it out.
She then abruptly stopped.
I arched an eyebrow at her.
"What's wrong?"
Yuri looked away from me with guilt.
"I can't breathe in so much... It feels hard to do when you are around, Valkyrie..." She admitted.
"Oh." I said while nodding. "That's not good... should I go?"
Yuri widened her eyes from my answer.
She then grabbed my hand in a desperate manner.
"No! No! Don't! Please don't leave me!" She hurriedly begged.
Yuri was breathing heavily, unable to recompose herself.
I felt a slight whiplash from her demands and what she really needs.
But I shrugged it off.
"Okay, Yuri. What do you want me do then?"
Yuri started to play with her hair, a habit that I thought she nullified from a awhile back.
"C-Can you help me breathe?"
This shy side of Yuri is nowadays rare, but I can't help but miss it.
It's so cute.
A beautiful angel like Yuri.
Being so cute.
"Of course. Not a problem, Princess."
As expected, Yuri's breathing started hitch.
"Stay calm, Yuri." I requested, as I placed my hand on her shoulder.
She gave a weak nod.
"Alright. Breathe in."
I motioned her to breathe in with my hand.
She took a deep breath.
Her purple eyes locked onto mine.
"Breathe out."
I motioned her to let go.
She exhaled, her breathe having the sweet aroma of Jasmine.
Mmm... Jasmine tea.
I shook my head mentally and motioned her to breathe in again.
"Breathe in."
Her purple eyes twinkled with a strange sense of mirth and solemness.
They had an inner struggle within.
"Breathe out."
And she exhaled.
Her hot breath now pushing me to the very limit.
"Ready?" I asked.
She nodded with a small smile, happy that she was getting another kiss.
"Alright."
I leaned in for another kiss, before she stopped me.
Yuri placed a finger on my lips and halted my advance.
"I have a small request." She asked.
"Request?"
She nodded with enthusiasm.
"Yes. Make this kiss... as romantic as possible."
Yuri sighed happily.
I couldn't help but look at her funny.
"Romantic? Yuri, when were you into romance? I thought you liked horror, cold, and dark stuff! Not mushy things like that!" I pointed out.
"I do." She replied. "But, I have come to understand romance. It is really a magnificent genre... Valkyrie, I just want this kiss to be romantic, so..."
She shyly looked away.
"I can remember it..."
I slowly nodded towards her rationale.
When Yuri is calm and collected, she is a lot more romantic...
I like this side of Yuri...
But I can't help but miss a bit of her obsessed side...
Something about her obsessed side makes me feel...
Wanted...
But I can't help but feel creeped out whenever she is that...
I guess I will learn to deal with it...
I shook my head to get myself out of the faze.
"Of course, Princess." I sweetly complied.
She giggled at my nickname for her.
I decided that I start off with a small kiss to the forehead.
Yuri's breathing started to unease once more, our breathing practice was all for naught.
I then moved to her nose.
Her eyes widened at what I was doing.
I gave it a small kiss to her nose.
Her breathing became erratic, as she was trying to keep calm.
Despite the visual warnings that she was giving, I pressed on.
I moved to her cheek.
My hot breath tickled her cheek.
"Valkyrie... If you..."
I kissed her cheek.
Her warm cheek felt the contact of my lips.
Yuri moaned softly from the soft kissing.
Yuri's moans are so erotic...
I want to do more.
I need to hear more.
I used my tongue to seductively lick her cheek.
Yuri's breathing hitched, her breathing was now audibly.
I moved onto her other cheek.
My lips were on her increasingly warm cheek.
But this time, I gave it a small bite.
She didn't moan this time.
"Valkyrie! I'm-I'm..." She helplessly uttered.
I placed a finger on her lips.
Her widened eyes turned hollow.
Inside, I heard myself say: "She's lost it. Don't do it."
But my lust said: "Do it."
And I did it.
I finally reached the grand crescendo.
I kissed her.
I kissed Yuri.
It was a quick, but needy kiss.
But it was enough to stop her from hating herself.
And to make her share the poem.
All my kisses I did to Yuri, were quick and effective, barely reaching the quota of being undetected.
She wanted to deepen the kiss by any means necessary.
Her sweet and delicious Jasmine Tea themed lips...
Locking my lips with hers, using her tongue to gain entry, and wrapping her arms around my neck...
But I couldn't.
A brief shock of realization has brought me back into reality.
The reality of the circumstances at hand.
No.
What have I done?
No...
Why did I listen to lust?
Why didn't I listen to my voice of reason?
No...
I can't.
Not in front of everyone.
I can't...
I can't let them see us!
I made a mistake.
I made a huge mistake!
I know that we are covered, but...
This is all too revealing!
Doing all this is too much of a risk!
No more!
I pulled away from her, her tongue sticking out from surprise.
Yuri's arms were still wrapped around me.
She was breathing heavily, her dark purple eyes focused onto mine.
Our faces weren't that far apart.
We were a few inches apart.
I took the chance to scan her face...
The red tinges around her cheeks.
Her eyes showing need and passion.
The heavy breathing, causing her chest to heave up and down...
Yuri's dangling tongue...
Everything about her exuded erotic lust.
I felt myself ball my fists up, anything to stop myself from getting aroused again.
Not again.
No.
Yuri switched our positions in flash.
I didn't notice that I was backed onto a wall, and how Yuri was in front me.
She was pinning me.
She was staring at me.
She was breathing heavily.
Her eyes scanned around my face.
"Yuri?" I muttered nervously.
She brought my face right next to her.
Her hot breath caressing my face.
Her heavy breathing did not stop.
Her tongue was still out, as if she was going to use it later.
"Hah. Hah. Hah..." Was all she let out.
Her breathing made me feel aroused.
And she was losing it again.
She was calm and normal a moment ago...
Now?
This Yuri is now turned on!
How can I stop a turned on Yuri?
Actually...
How can I stopped myself being turned on?
"Yuri, I think you are being a little too intense again..." I stated, hoping that it pass into her.
She didn't respond.
Instead she leaned in closer, moving to my ear.
Her large breasts pushed against my chest.
She couldn't give two shits about decency.
She was really needy.
"Why did you stop?" Yuri whispered, her voice husky from arousal.
I was getting turned on from the girl.
She was practically on me.
She was leaning onto me.
An angel of lust is on me...
Her large breasts are being melded onto my chest.
They're so warm...
So, so warm.
It feels amazing.
How can I not get turned on?
But...
Isn't no one seeing this?!
I meekly turned my head to the side, hoping that no-one saw any of this.
To my surprise, they weren't paying heed to us at all.
Monika finally came back from wherever she went and was exchanging poems with Natsuki.
Gabe and James were on their phones, with papers out of them.
It looked as if they were doing homework.
And we were still obstructed by the large bookcase, which was providing cover.
"Valkyrie~..." Yuri endearing called.
I couldn't help my turn my head towards her again.
Yuri looked normal.
Her eyes weren't sharp as before.
She was smiling sweetly at me.
It all looked as if it was a ruse.
And I fell for it.
I smiled at her.
"Yes, Princess?" I said, completely forgetting what happened a few minutes prior.
Her sweet smile showed that she was happy.
Her pink blush showed that she was adorable.
Her purple eyes showed that she was innocent.
But it was all a ruse.
It all happened in an instant.
Her sweet smile turned into a malicious grin.
Her pink blush turned into a deep red, showing she was indeed, aroused.
Her purple eyes turned sharp, as she was going pounce on something.
And she was ready to pounce on something.
That something was me.
"This Princess wants a little something more..." She hurriedly said, before yanking my hand.
Oh no...
Where are we going?!
She was pulling me to the closet room.
We were going to closet, again.
But that's where Sayori and Tom are!
I don't want to distract them!
Or let them see us...
Together!
All Hell will break loose!
I tried to pull my hand away from the aroused Yuri.
She didn't let up.
My pulls felt pathetic and have done nothing to hinder her progress.
What the Hell?
Why can't I do anything?!
I'm not weak!
I gave another pull and it was somehow effective.
She staggered backwards, moving towards me.
I grabbed her and held onto her.
"Yuri. Stop." I simply demanded.
But the unexpected happened.
Yuri actually stopped.
Her breathing went back to normal.
"Valkyrie. I am not too intense right now, am I?" She calmly asked.
"Um... a little? But not as intense as before..." I meekly admitted, as I was caught off-guard by a more rational Yuri.
She sighed.
"I might as well embrace this side more."
She turned around, looking down on the floor.
"You're right, Valkyrie. This side of me will be with me forever. And I am fine with that."
I walked up to her and pulled her chin up.
Her face was on the verge of tears.
She was frustrated from having this inner struggle within herself.
I needed to comfort her.
"Yuri. I'll love you for whatever you are. Be that cute, intense, or even horny! At the end of the day, you are the same Yuri. The shy, but gorgeous Yuri. You are still an angel in my eyes, and because of that..."
I caressed the side of her cheek.
"I still love you."
She gave a weak smile.
"I feel amazing when you say that you love me, Valkyrie. But I can't deal with this side of me, alone..."
"Don't worry, Yuri. I'll help you cope. I'll do whatever I can to help."
She nodded weakly.
"Okay."
"And hey." I continued.
She looked at me, waiting for me to continue.
"It's kind of my fault for causing you to go a bit intense..." I nervously said.
Yuri flared a deep red at the realization of what I was getting at.
"Y-You did lick my cheeks... and that made me lose it..." She stated, while rubbing her other cheek
"Yeah... sorry, about that Yuri. I had a feeling that would make you lose it." I apologized, feeling guilty on having a hand on this.
Yuri looked at me with suspicion.
"Wait, did you just say... that you knew that this would happen?" Yuri asked with an unknown tone to her voice.
My eyes widened.
Oh no...
"Kind of...?" I muttered.
I expected her to be angry at me.
After all, I deserved it.
But instead...
She sighed.
Yuri looked forgiving.
"It's okay. That shows that I have a lot of progress to do, in order to be normal around you..."
I was again caught off-guard.
"Wow, Yuri... you know, the other girls wouldn't have thought this out completely, and would have lashed out on me! Nice work, you already made some progress." I complimented.
"Thank you." She modestly said.
...
After a while, Yuri cleared her throat.
"I feel that you dealt with a rollercoaster of emotions, Valkyrie."
I sighed.
"Yeah... honestly, making you feel better takes a toll on me. I can feel myself age rapidly..."
"Oh... I'm sorry..."
"It's fine." I assured.
A moment of silence passed between us.
Yuri had this intense expression on her, as if she was in deep thought.
She then looked up to me with the same intense expression.
"Let me make it up to you. Are you free after school?" She asked.
I shook my head.
"No, unfortunately I'm not."
She nodded in understanding.
"I was planning on making tea for both of us. And to do a little reading on the side, as well..."
"Tea, eh? So you're basically asking me to hang out with you?"
I expected Yuri to nervously look away.
But instead she looked straight at me with confidence.
"Yes. I want to apologize for my behavior by any means possible." She solemnly declared.
I smiled.
"I can't see why not. I'll call you when I can."
She smiled back.
"Good."
I nodded.
"Anyway, isn't it high time that we share poems? The club meeting is going to end soon." I reasoned.
I saw Yuri getting nervous all of a sudden.
"U-Um... why don't I just read your poem? You don't have to read mine..."
I focused my gaze on her.
"What? Why? What happened to that confidence, Yuri?"
"I-I never thought that I would make it this far... I didn't really think things through..."
Yuri's timidity made me grin.
It was all too cute for me to bear.
"Yuriiii... don't be like that! I'm pretty sure you want to share your poem with me, right?"
"I do! It's just that... Um... Uuuu! Never mind! Just let me read yours!"
She reached out for my poem.
I moved away from her grasp.
"Ah. Ah. Ah. Give me your poem first, Yuri~!"
"No! I can't! It's just not-"
I rolled my eyes.
"Alright fine. I get it." I interrupted.
This fazed Yuri.
"What? What are you talking about?"
I needed to bait her to share her poem with me.
Otherwise, this would all take too long.
I looked at her condescendingly.
"Your poem isn't that great, is it?" I asked, hoping that she would take the bait.
Yuri's eyes widened at what I was saying.
They turned offended.
"How dare you! This poem is epitome of my writing style! Last I heard, you liked how I wrote!"
I tried to hide smirk, happy that she was loosening up.
I shrugged.
"I don't know... The way you are reacting to poem sharing? It's kind of saying a lot."
"Rrrgh!" She growled. "Let me show you!"
Yuri finally takes out her poem.
"I poured my heart into this, Valkyrie! Can you say the same?"
We exchanged poems.
"Gotcha." I simply said.
Yuri offended expression turned to a sense of confusion.
Confusion turned to a sharp sense of realization.
"Uwa! No! I didn't mean to do that!"
Yuri fell into my bait.
She tried to reach for her poem back.
"Valkyrie! Please don't read that!"
I couldn't understand what the fuss was all about.
"Yuri, it's just a poem. It's not nudes or anything, Jesus."
"Nudes?" She muttered absentmindedly.
"Never mind that. It's a poem from you, Yuri. Any poem from you is always good."
"You really think so?" She asked hopefully.
"Yup. I'm pretty sure your poem is going to be amazing."
She nodded with hope.
"Okay, then please read my poem. Read it with your heart." She cryptically said.
I looked at with a smile and finally took a look at the poem.
The poem had the fresh aroma of Lavender.
Did she spray perfume onto the poem?
It smells... nice.
The title of Yuri's poem was called: Light
Light
The light was there.
In front of me.
I saw the light beckon me.
I followed to it's charming aura.
It then brought me into a embrace.
It's warm, strong arms holding me.
It would never let go.
The light cared for me.
The warmth it exuded flickered.
I looked up to it, wondering why it was doing so.
We stop.
I stare into the light.
His warmth was still being emitted.
A he?
I couldn't tell.
Even his warmth had coldness in it.
Like everything in life.
I hear my voice telling me to bask in the warmth.
To finally let go.
I comply.
I hold his hand.
I stare into him.
I smile.
He smiles.
I laugh.
He laughs.
I love.
He loves.
The light gave me a feeling that I can't comprehend.
But comprehending all this?
It was overrated.
And it was there.
Flickering stops.
Time stops.
My breathing falters.
But...
The light shines.
And I breathe again.
I read the poem again, in awe of what the message it getting out.
This...
This...
This is a love poem.
The light is me.
I'm that light!
I'm the light in Yuri's life!
She loves the light.
She loves me.
I looked up to Yuri with a smile.
She already finished reading my poem.
She was looking away.
She was playing with her hair.
She was nervous.
I needed to tell her.
"Yuri."
She looked up, her eyes showing nervousness.
"I am sorry! I just... I just needed to-"
I put my hand up to stop her from mumbling excuses.
"Thank you. Thank you for making this poem. I love it."
Yuri's shy expression mellowed to pure jubilance.
She started giggle.
"Hehe...! Your welcome, my Prince! I am absolutely glad that you loved my poem."
I raised an eyebrow at her nickname for me.
"Prince?"
"Mhm. A handsome and worthy knight like you, deserves to be a Prince!"
I chuckled.
"That's cute, Yuri. That's really cute."
She smiled brightly.
"Also, did you notice that I endowed the poem with my scent?"
Wait, what?
"Endowed it with your scent? What do you mean...?" I asked nervously.
That's how Yuri smells like?
Did she...?
No way...
She can't...
Yuri can't do that...
Yuri's eyes widened to a magnificent degree.
Her face burned.
Her mouth was agape.
And then...
She smirked.
"Well, what do you think I meant?" She asked with a new sense of cunning.
I was at a loss for words.
"Um... uh..." I uttered, unable to formulate a sentence.
Yuri's smirk grew bigger.
"Valkyrie~... What did you mean~?" She sang.
I balled my fists up.
"Well... I thought you... uh..."
I cleared my voice and closed my eyes tightly.
"You... climaxed onto your poem..."
...
I opened one eye.
And I saw Yuri look disgusted.
It was a rather rare sight.
And then, she started to laugh.
Yuri started to laugh wholeheartedly.
"Oh my gossh, Valkyrie! I didn't know you had such a dirty mind!"
I frowned.
"Hey! It's not my fault that you said it that way! The sentence structure kind of meant that!"
"Hahaha! I apologize for that, I unintentionally didn't mean to say that. But gosh! It is hilarious on what you thought!"
She continued to laugh at me.
My face burned in shame.
I let her laugh.
I was content that she was openly laughing more, and being more social.
I waited patiently for her laughing to stop.
And after a while, it died down.
I took the chance to ask her what really happened.
"Alright... alright. You got me. Can you at least tell me what you meant by that?"
She let out a deep and relived breath.
"I suppose I should. What I meant by 'endowing my scent' onto poem was rather innocent, actually."
I rolled my eyes.
"Sure..."
She continued.
"I simply used lavender oil. I brushed the paper with the oil, and thus giving it that lavender aroma."
I nodded slowly, understanding the simple procedure.
Yuri had a perplexed look at me.
I simply gave one back, waiting for her to speak up.
"Hmm... I think there was more to your thought process when you thought I..."
She shivered.
"Released onto my poem... am I wrong?" She sweetly asked.
"You aren't wrong, Yuri... your soft, purple hair smells like lavender..."
She looked shocked.
"I smell like lavender...?"
I nodded.
"Yeah, you do. I think it's quite nice actually." I admitted with a smile.
Yuri smiled back with a flushed face.
"Thank you, Valkyrie..."
...
"Ahem." A voice cleared right next to us.
We looked towards the new voice.
It was Natsuki.
She looked patient, but her strong posture was faltering quick.
"Yuri."
She sighed.
"I know."
I gave Yuri her poem to her.
She stopped me.
"Valkyrie, keep this poem. I want you cherish it. Okay?"
I gave her a small smile.
"Of course, Yuri."
She gave me back my poem.
And with that, Yuri gave a small kiss on my cheek, before walking off.
I rubbed my cheek from the wet, warmth it gave.
"Val."
I looked towards Natsuki.
I expected her to be angry.
Rather, she was just...
Unamused.
"Hey, Nat. What's up?" I greeted.
Natsuki didn't acknowledge my greeting.
"What were you two doing out here? Out near the exit?" She asked.
This is how feels to be Sayori whenever she greets me?
That doesn't matter now.
Right now, I have to deal with a rather jealous Natsuki.
Fortunately, she is rather flexible on my relationship with the other girls.
But, I think that is quickly dying out.
I think she is starting to understand how it feels...
"Um..." I let out, trying to find the right words to say.
Natsuki's patience was quickly waning.
"Well?"
What should I do?
I actually don't know how to deal with this!
"I-I... wanted to read Yuri's poem." I started to say.
She looked on with an unflinching calm.
"But... Yuri pulled a Monika on me." I admitted.
Natsuki crossed her arms and looked at me skeptically.
"She pulled a Monika? That means she wanted a kiss, right?"
I weakly nodded, awed by Natsuki's rather quick analysis of situation.
She sighed heavily.
"Val. You know about the thing I said about a harem?"
I didn't like where this was going.
The air seemed rather stale and lifeless.
"Yeah...?"
Natsuki scuttled towards me.
Our faces were only an inch away.
I flinched from the distance we were suddenly sharing.
Natsuki's face didn't show any expression.
She was completely stoic.
Her pink eyes now turned dark.
Those eyes...
That doesn't look good.
Natsuki grabbed my uniform and pulled me in.
Our lips found way to each other.
My lips found the taste of Natsuki's sugary sweet ones.
As soon as I got accustomed to Natsuki's kiss, she let go.
Her expression was still a creepy calm.
"Fuck it." She said. "Fuck harems."
She looked down.
"My heart can't handle the thought of you being with another girl..."
Just as I thought, Natsuki is definitely not going to share me.
She finally understands how it feels to share a person that they love.
Natsuki looked up to me with pure determination.
"I don't care if you love Monika or Yuri. I want you all for myself!"
She lunged forward and attacks my lips again.
Natsuki was hungry, making the kiss sloppy and passionate.
A trail of saliva appeared down Natsuki's chin, proving that she indeed wanted me.
She lets go of my lips and attacks it again, relentlessly wanting my lips.
People are most likely watching...
I pulled myself away from Natsuki's assault.
"Nat! Stop it!" I said, almost yelling at her.
She didn't pay any heed to my demands.
She just kept coming and coming.
I decided that I needed to pin her down.
I tickled her sides which caused her to giggle and retreat.
"Ahaha! Stop it! Hahaha!"
I turned her around and grabbed her by her forearms.
I crossed her forearms together, so they can't move around to fight.
Natsuki was close to my body, so I took of advantage of that and held her close.
I trapped her.
It wasn't the best of plans, but it got the job done.
I felt warm, her body press against my body.
Except the fact that it felt too warm...
My groin feels something soft...
"Val...?" She curiously called.
"Uh... yeah?" I responded.
"I can feel your... um... thing. It's poking my butt..."
My eyes were about to bulge out.
We were in a really erotic position.
"Oh my God!"
I pulled away from her.
"I'm so sorry, Nat! I'm so sorry!"
I released her and took a few steps back.
Natsuki turned around with a very disappointed pout.
"Awww! I wanted to feel your thing!"
Those words were a glaring indicator that she was turned on.
I took a quick glimpse at her eyes.
They are darker...
More focused...
She is aroused...
God! I am such an idiot!
Of course trapping her with my entire body would do something like that!
I shook myself to reality.
"Yeah... that's not happening."
Her pout became more exaggerated, giving it an extra cute factor.
"Don't be like that Vally! I really, really-"
I face-palmed myself.
Mostly because turning off girls was a stressful process.
And also that I hate myself for getting myself into such situations.
"Nat! Stop it! People can be watching!" I yelled in a hushed voice.
She shrugged.
"So?"
"Monika and Yuri will see!"
"So?"
This again?
"They are going to get jealous!"
"So?"
"Argh! What the heck, Nat?! What's gotten into you?"
Natsuki jumped into me.
She snuggled my chest.
"I really, really want to play with you, right now..."
Fuck my life, fuck my life, fuck my life!
"Alright, we can 'play' later!"
I don't know what her definition of playing is, but it should put things off long enough.
She pulls away from me.
"Really?"
I gave a hesitant nod.
I'm seriously just signing my death warrant at this point...
"Yay!"
I shook my head in disapproval of all this.
"Can we just share our poems?" I hurriedly asked, not wanting to continue Natsuki's reign.
"Okay!"
At long last, Natsuki finally pulls out her poem.
I pull out mine.
We exchange poems.
Maybe this will give enough time to be
The title of Natsuki's poem was: Listen
Listen
He's always there.
He's always there for me.
Even when I don't want him near me.
Even when I yell at him.
He's there.
You listen to me.
Whenever we talk.
I feel myself growing.
I feel his laugh tickle my heart.
I feel his smile keeping me warm.
You listen to me.
Your eyes always twinkle with happiness.
Your eyes always worry about others.
Your eyes always fight for what is right.
Your eyes always listens.
You listen to me.
Listen, listen, listen.
I was at a loss for words.
This is a love poem...
Another love poem.
But this time it's from Natsuki...
I'm the one who listens to her.
I listened to her troubles about her dad.
How she moved on without her mother.
How she fell in love with me...
I looked up to Natsuki.
And she was looking right at me.
She isn't turned on, anymore...
Good.
She immediately crossed her arms and diverted her gaze away from me.
Natsuki tried to look as if she didn't care.
But I did.
I cared.
I listened.
I walked up to Natsuki and gave her hug.
I embraced the petite girl.
I encaged the girl in my arms.
"Thanks for making the poem, Natsuki. It really means a lot to me."
I went up to her ear.
"I will continue to listen to your troubles. No matter what. I promise."
I then gave her peck on the cheek.
Her expression struggled to stay strong and stoic.
But it faltered.
She melted into a blissful smile.
"Your welcome, Val..."
I smiled back.
I took a look at the poem again.
This time, I noticed the recent scribbles of hearts and flowers all around the text.
There's no way that Natsuki gave this to the others.
This isn't the poem that she gave to others...
Wait...
Does that mean, that I got another poem from Yuri as well?
I looked towards her with suspicion.
"Natsuki... this isn't the same poem you gave to everyone, right?"
Her pink eyes widened.
"W-What?! What makes you say that, huh?!"
I shrugged.
"I don't know, probably the obvious meaning that I am the guy you are describing, and how there is doodles all around the poem... And not to mention..."
I took a closer look at the poem.
There was a faint outline of pink lipstick on the corner of the page.
"Lipstick?"
Natsuki turned away from me.
She couldn't face me.
"I-I didn't do that..."
I walked to Natsuki and turned her around.
"Natsuki, don't lie... it is really obvious that you are..."
Natsuki scrunched her face up.
She was trying to look strong.
But she lunged towards me.
Natsuki started to pound on my chest.
For some reason, it didn't hurt.
What?
Is this some reference to something?
"Alright! Alright! You got me! I gave a separate poem to everyone! I am just madly in love with you! I doodled flowers and hearts because I couldn't stop thinking about you!" She yelled, onto my chest.
I looked down at her.
"And the lipstick?"
She stopped "hitting" my chest.
"When I wrote this last night, lots of things were going on in my head... For some reason, I thought kissing the paper with lipstick on, would somehow... um..."
"Immortalize?" I suggested.
"Yeah! Immortalize my love for you! And besides..."
She crossed her arms.
"I like pink."
I shrugged.
"Yeah, I wonder why." I sardonically asked.
She gave me a quick glare.
"So yeah... last night I couldn't stop thinking about you. It's almost as if I am obsessed over you. But, I am not!"
She smiled.
"I am not!" Natsuki reassured.
I don't know about that...
Natsuki was still smiling at me, her cute fang poking outwards.
Her smile turned to a malicious toothy grin.
"When do we get to 'play'?"
I was confused on what context Natsuki was getting at for "playing".
And her sudden change of tone.
"Play? Play what?"
She groaned in alleged frustration.
Natsuki's small hands traced down my body.
My body shivered from Natsuki's small and soft hands.
"N-Natsuki?"
Her hands found their place at my crotch.
My eyes bulged out.
Uh oh.
"Hey! Hey! What do you think you are doing?!" I asked, barely grazing the volume for yelling.
Natsuki nonchalantly shrugged.
"You wanted know what 'play' meant, so I needed to show you."
She beamed victoriously.
"And now you know."
I shook my head vigorously at her.
"No, no, no, and no! We are not doing anything sexual!"
Natsuki placed both her hands on top my chest.
She then gave an adorable pout.
Her pink eyes yearned for amusement.
"Plweasse?" She begged.
Natsuki was being more cute than hot.
I was at my limit.
I actually considered saying yes, just to satisfy her.
But, the rational side of my mind obviously said otherwise.
"No. Sorry, Nat." I reluctantly said, having a tinge of regret.
"Why nooot?!" She asked.
Yeah...
Why not?
I just feel that it is the right thing to do...
Like I just feel need to hold it in me...
"Well... it's not like we are gonna be having sex, or whatever..." Natsuki muttered.
I eyed her.
"Then, what did you mean?" I asked.
Natsuki flared up.
She was backed into a corner.
And she had no way out.
"Don't worry about it..."
I rolled my eyes from her use of my old catchphrase.
"I don't think I will. Look just tell me, Nat. I won't ostracize you. You know I am not like that."
She sighed, her cheeks still being a beet red.
"I don't think you would want to know..."
"Nat..."
She stomped on the floor.
"Alright! Fine! I want to play with your-"
Natsuki got cut off by a voice clearing.
"Are you two done?" Monika asked.
She too was looking unamused.
I was just about to answer.
But Natsuki took the spotlight.
"Yeah! We were!"
Natsuki crawled up to me and gave a kiss on the cheek.
"Don't forget about after school! We are going to play pretty soon! Alright?" She reminded, walking away from me and Monika.
I nodded slowly, still wanting to know what she wanted to do.
And what she wanted to 'play'.
"Alright! I won't!" I assured.
I looked at Monika.
She had her arms crossed.
Okay...
The last girl here.
Monika.
Damn. I still didn't get to share my poem with Gabe and James...
Oh well. I'll show them later.
"Well?" Monika asked, as she was growing impatient.
"Oh, right!"
I walked up to her and handed out my poem.
She didn't take it.
She looked somewhat irked.
"Seriously, Val? Are you really that dense? You aren't going to ask how I was, or what happened, or whatever?"
"Oh! Right! Sorry."
I cleared my throat.
"Hey, Monika. How's it going?"
Monika forced a smile.
It was her fake smile.
"Oh, it was good! Especially the part where I had to change."
She shivered.
"Eugh... this feels so uncomfortable... and it kind of looks weird too."
I held her hand.
"Look, Monika. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you like that. I overstepped my boundaries."
Even though you wanted me to continue...
She looked at me with a understanding expression.
"It's okay. I think some of it is my fault too... I kind of pushed you to rub me like that..."
Finally! Some self-blame!
She sighed happily.
"We have to do that again, later... That felt amazing... I never felt so..."
Monika looked up to the ceiling with a dreamy look on her eyes.
"Well... good is an understatement. But, good!"
She shifted her gaze towards me.
"But I know it will be better when we actually do it."
All color from my face evaporated when she said that.
"When we actually do it?"
I have a feeling that we are going to do that soon...
I gulped.
"I see... so are you faring with wearing gym shorts? After I... yeah."
She shivered again.
"Don't mention it, ever. I feel so weird wearing them..."
I nodded.
"Alright. I won't mention it, again. Besides, you look great!"
Monika gave me a skeptical look.
"Really?"
She was giving multiple indicators that she was going to flash me.
For example.
She had a mischievous grin.
She had her fingers above skirt.
She was looking at me with great intent.
But yet, I didn't pay any heed to them.
Monika swiftly lifts up her skirt.
I flinched from the sight.
I felt the blood rush up to my head.
I looked downwards.
She really has nice thighs...
Childbearing hips...
Monika is perfect...
I shook my head to rid myself of such thoughts.
Monika puts down her skirt.
"See?" She said with a grin.
"Huh?"
Her voice brought me back into reality.
"It looks weird, right?"
My face flared up.
"Uh... yeah! Yeah, it kind of does." I dismissed.
Monika looks at me inquisitively, again.
"Hmm... Why is your face red?" She asked.
I looked at her.
"Why did you flash me?!" I retorted.
"E-eh?"
I stood my ground.
"I said, why did you flash me? Did you forget that there is people here?" I asked.
She looked around frantically.
"Well... um... I had to because you asked! And no! I didn't! It was quick! I'm sure no one saw!"
I felt my head get recoiled back.
"What? I didn't ask! I just said that you look good! Nothing more, nothing less. And not only that, it was still a pretty risky move!" I countered.
Monika's confidence was faltering quick.
"Uh... well what you said isn't true, in my opinion! So I had to show you!"
"By pulling your skirt up in front of me?" I pointed out.
"Uuu! Just shut up, alright! I just..."
She stopped, trying to recompose herself.
"I just wasn't thinking straight..."
Her words reminded me of Yuri.
"My heart just beats uncontrollably when I am around you, my love! It's impossible to think straight!"
I simply nodded at her reasoning.
"Alright. Not a problem, Mon. I understand."
She looked surprised.
"You do?"
Her surprised demeanor changed.
"I mean, of course you do!"
There was an awkward silence between us.
"So, um... you saw how wearing gym shorts, underneath this skirt looks disgusting... right?"
I sighed.
"I think I said this before but, I will say it again."
I placed my hand on her shoulder.
"Monika, whatever you wear... you are still beautiful."
She beamed at me with her real smile.
"You didn't say that before..." She pointed out.
I shrugged.
"I guess not, but now you know..."
I pinched her cheek.
"Dearie."
I let go of her cheek.
"Ow... that kind of stung, you know!"
I smirked and petted her hair.
"I know. Anyway, are we sharing poems or what?"
"Mhm! Here you go!"
We exchange poems.
I couldn't help but notice a drawing of some guy on the corner of the paper.
He was smiling.
And it made my blood boil.
I focused on the poem.
I stopped focusing on the outside world.
I stopped focusing on the closet door opening.
I stopped focusing on the cute sounds of Monika understanding my poem.
But, best of all.
I stopped focusing on the drawing.
For the moment...
Monika's poem was called: Holding On
Holding On
Why Let Go, if you can Hold On?
What's the point of Letting Go, if you are just giving up something valuable to you?
Believing in the sake of character development, honor, friendships?
How will that help if you are alone and exhausted?
Don't worry.
Now that we are together, we can make a new world.
Together.
There is nothing holding us back.
You are mine as I am yours.
With a flick of my pen, the lost finds my way.
In a world of infinite choices, behold this special day.
After all,
Not all good times must come to an end.
You are mine as I am yours.
And there's no stopping that.
As usual, Monika's poem was difficult to analyze.
Despite her being straightforward girl, her poem style was...
Unique and condensed.
What is the message here...?
To always hold on and never let go?
Don't worry?
A new world?
But that wasn't the only reason why it was hard to analyze.
The effigy-drawing on the corner of my page was irritating me.
"Val?" Monika called.
"Yeah?"
"Are you okay?" She asked with worry.
I was unsure as to why she would ask such a question.
"Yeah? I am. Why do you ask?"
Monika rubbed her arm.
"Well... you looked mad when you were reading my poem... and your poem kind of worries me..."
I raised an eyebrow.
"My poem worries you?" I asked, ignoring the part about me getting angry.
She nodded.
"Yeah... you aren't going crazy, right?"
I scoffed at her.
"No! Of course not! I am not going insane! The poem was just a way to vent. Especially when you came over yesterday. Lots of things were going on in my head, so I wrote this poem to cope."
She wasn't satisfied.
"That doesn't explain why you were angry while reading my poem, Val..."
Monika still looked worried.
"Did something in my poem anger you? I-I hope not..."
I shook my head.
"No! Nothing ticked me off, Mon. It's just this..."
I looked at the portrait.
"Heh, this drawing of yours... it's kind of... off-putting to say the least."
Monika raised an eyebrow.
"Off-putting? Is that why you are getting mad?"
I sighed.
"Yeah... I just don't like the drawing."
Monika looked sullen.
"Oh..."
She looked up to me.
"I guess my drawing still needs work..."
"Wait, no! That's not what I meant! Your drawing style is great! But, I just don't like who you drew..."
Monika's expression came back to life.
"So, you are saying you like it?"
"Yeah. Of course I do, but I don't like who you drew... Whoever he is. It kind of makes me jealous..."
Monika looked at with disappointment.
"Are you kidding me? You can't tell who that is?"
I shook my head.
"No..."
She face-palmed.
"Val, that drawing is you!"
What?
"What?"
She took the poem away from me and pointed to the portrait.
"I drew you!" She exclaimed.
I raised both my eyebrows and burrowed them.
"That's me?"
She blushed.
"Yeah! That is you! You big dummy!"
It all made sense now.
"Oh..." I let out.
I couldn't recognize who that is...
Is it just me?
She looked irritated, now due to the fact that I made her worried and sad.
I walked up to her and gave her a hug.
"Monika, I really, really like that drawing. Even though I couldn't tell if it was me or not..." I said towards her ear.
She hugged back.
Tightly.
I knew she forgave me.
Her breasts melted onto my chest.
"Your welcome, love."
We pulled each other with great reluctance.
"So." I started.
"This is a love poem?"
She nodded enthusiastically.
"Yep! I made the poem just for you!"
I smiled and petted her hair again.
"Aww... thanks."
Wait a minute, how did she draw me?
I stopped petting her hair.
"Hey!" She moaned. "Keep doing that! It feels good!"
I shrugged.
"But, I need to ask you a question."
She gave a low hiss.
"I'll answer your question if you keep petting my hair!"
I chuckled.
"Alright, then."
I petted her.
This time she closed her eyes and relished the feeling with a bright smile.
Nonetheless, I continued.
"So, how did you draw me? When did you even do it?"
Monika opened her emerald eyes.
She looked embarrassed.
"Eh? Um... I..."
I stopped petting her, so I can get an clear-cut answer from her.
She stopped thinking and gave me a quick glare.
"Right! Sorry."
I continued to play with her hair.
"Ahh... that's better."
She stopped glaring at me.
"Now... I drew you back at AP Cal class."
I looked at her with perplexity.
"You did? When?"
She gave a small shrug.
"When you were goofing off with your friends. I figured it was the best chance to do that."
I slowly nodded in understanding.
"Oh... okay. So wait..."
She gave an annoyed grunt.
"Whaaat? I just want to enjoy this petting you are doing!"
"Alright, my bad... This all means that... you were staring at me?"
She looked nonchalantly.
"I guess... Hey! Don't make me feel weird about it!"
"Sorry."
We both dismissed it.
"How much time do we have left?" I asked.
She opened her eyes and pulled out her phone.
She checked the time and locked her screen.
"We have around fifteen minutes..." She responded.
I let out a relived breath.
"Finally... I just want this day to end! It's been a long meeting! Hell, I think this is the long one, yet!"
She agreed.
"Tell me about it! I think this is the longest day, yet!"
Monika grabbed my wrist.
"Okay, that's enough, Val."
"Alright."
I stop petting her.
"What should we do with the fifteen minutes we have left?" I asked.
"Hmm..." She tapped her chin in thought.
"Oh! We still have to discuss festival plans, beach plans, and..."
Her joyful expression went serious in a second.
It was something that really needed discussion.
"We all need to talk about you."
I don't like where this is going.
"Me?"
She nodded.
"Me, Yuri and Natsuki. We all need to talk about Friday..."
Friday...
The beach...
My choice...
"Is this... about my choice on who will be my um..."
I cleared my throat and gulped down.
"My lover?" I meekly asked.
"Yeah. It will be. I'm going to make rules for what will happen Friday."
"Do I have to be there with you guys?"
Monika nodded.
"Why?"
"So you also get to hear the rules... but first the girls and I will have a little... 'chat' before we let you in."
I felt shiver down my spine.
"I don't like where this is going, Mon..." I vocalized my thoughts.
"Well... if you didn't make us all for you, then this wouldn't have happened, Val~!"
I sighed.
"Alright! Fine..."
Monika gave a quick and fearless peck.
My heart soared as we kissed.
Chocolate...
"Mmoah!"
We looked at each other.
We were happy.
"That's for falling in love with me and agreeing to come to the meeting."
Monika then slaps me.
"Ow! What was that for?!"
I rubbed the affected cheek.
"And that's for falling in love with Yuri and Natsuki! Because of you, I have competition!"
"Sorry..." I apologized.
She sighed.
"It's fine. Besides, I have lots of plans to make sure I get you by my side, Val... don't forget that."
Monika then winks at me.
"Okay, then..."
I awkwardly walk away from Monika and make my way to my friends.
I noticed Tom had finally gotten out of the closet alive.
He had this goofy smile on his face.
He was also turtle-necking.
They look up at me as I approached.
James was the first one to speak up.
"Hey, Val. What's up?"
He brought his fist out.
I brought mine out and fist-pumped him.
Gabe came up next.
"Hooo boy... I gotta say Val, those girls are feisty as fuck, when they are around you! Like Jesus, they are obsessed about you!"
I tiredly stared at him.
"Yeah... tell me about it."
I look at Tom.
He looks at me, and pulls up his collar.
"When did you get out of the closet?"
His goofy smile brightened.
"When we were done." He said cryptically.
I eyed his turtle-necking.
"Did... did she give hickies, Tom?"
James piped up.
"I was wondering who made Tom turtle neck like that..."
Gabe followed up.
"Yeah... me too... Vercetti, who's the lucky girl?"
Tom chuckled.
"My cinnamon bun, also known as Sayori."
Gabe clicked his tongue.
"Knew it... hey, where is she?"
"Sayori went to the bathroom to wash up..." Tom replied.
Gabe chuckled.
"Wash up? Holy shit, that is some release! You guys had some tension going around. Like goddamn! The tension was so thick that I couldn't breathe! Like, I was wondering why weren't you two fucking!"
Tom shrugged.
"Well... according to her, I am a dense idiot."
Tom looked towards me.
"Right, Val?"
"Damn straight, I had to hold your hand through all that... confessing."
"Wait, wait, wait, hold up!" Gabe paused us. "Don't tell me you guys actually... you know..."
Tom cringed.
"No! God, no! Why would we have our first time there?! The fuck, Gabe?"
Gabe put his hands up.
"My bad, dude. I didn't know!" Gabe apologized.
"It's cool."
...
"Tom." James called.
"Yeah?"
"How long have you two been friends?" James asked.
Tom beamed.
"As long as I can remember."
Gabe whistled.
I gave a grunt of amusement.
And James simply nodded and went back to doing his homework.
I took a seat next to them.
"Friends and now lovers, eh? That's some romantic shit, Tom." I commented.
"Bruh! Of course, Val is going to say that shit. Aren't you into romance and shit? Since you got three girls gunnin' for ya?" Gabe pointed out.
I put my hand up and waved it.
"Eh... maybe a little." I replied.
Gabe nodded.
...
There was another lull in our conversation.
"Jesus, this is a fucking long-ass day..." I stated, stretching my arms out while sitting.
James agreed.
"That's true, I feel that this day took forever, and we got shit done." He said, without lifting his head up to talk.
I saw Natsuki and Yuri walk up to the closet with Monika.
They entered it.
Gabe and Tom noticed it as well.
"Whoa! What's going on there?" Tom asked.
"Don't know, but it looks like some ceremonial shit..." Gabe commented.
I waved at it dismissively.
"Ah, don't worry about it too much. It's some girl stuff." I dismissed.
Gabe and Tom shrugged.
"Anyway." I followed up. "Who wants to read my shitty poem?"
AN: Jesus, another monster length chapter. Sorry about that. Now, I planned on releasing this chapter yesterday, as a gift for all who finished the AP exams. But I was drained from the college info session I had that day, so I couldn't really finish it. Now, onto reviews.
Remiboi, As usual, fucking lit reviews! Thanks for the congrats. I have never read anything over 200k words. The longest story I have read was around 125k, and to think that this story is almost double is insane.
Word? You gonna start your own? I got your back. Your keen eye for details and such, going to helpful on making your own fic. Good luck, planning.
Let's jump right in.
I hope addressed a bit of Natsuki's dilemma in this chapter. I needed to make this things a bit more down to earth, just a bit. And good on ya for noticing that they going yandere.
I figured Val and Sayori interaction was needed. Like really, really badly. So I decided to put some in, along with Tom and Sayori fluff.
And yeah, that double date is going to happen, most likely.
Putting in some interactions for Tom and Monika is a goal in the next chapter, as they barely talked to each other.
Also, the rainclouds are completely gone now, due to the confession and no hampering by you know. That was the goal all along. He's done, but he can't get out...
The subplot is meant to be confusing, more details on that later chapter. I won't reveal who the text box is, just yet.
Sorry for taking that theory down on Monika, I needed to off-put some peoples on that. Haha! And your theory on the reasoning behind it? That's up to you, for now.
I have hinted somewhat that Tom's poem is normal to whoever reads it, besides Val. Remember, Val isn't supposed to be here...
And nah.
I guess you'll find out now.
It is UNLIMITED POWERRR! Think of it as apple of eden level shit. That's how powerful it can be.
Actually no, the mess about Val being called Frank is something somewhat separate, and I'll explain it sooner or later.
And hey, I'm going to put as many suggestions I can into the beach chapter.
Amen, to that.
Slow dancing is going to be tricky to put in, but I want it in.
Well, it isn't really 15 pages anymore. It's actually 10 pages and a powerpoint... yeah, it sucks.
To wrap it all up, I hope you are content with the chapter and answers some of your questions.
Thanks for the review, fam! Amazing as always.
Nexus, Yes. Tracy is going to return, later. But not likely during the simulation, rather in the endings. Thanks for question and review.
Quill, Yeah this site's server can be iffy. And I have the issue of saving a doc, only for it not to save. Good thing I copy before saving it. I appreciate that you are still keeping tabs. Thank you.
P.S: Nice pfp.
Guardian, Yeah I know that feeling. It sucks when they don't get the joke, and it makes you look like an ass.
Also, what are you talking about for the first 3 paragraphs. smh I got no idea its not like I edited it. (phew)
FUCKING HELL MATE. he should walk away.
Well, pine trees do smell nice tho.
monika and frank make me worried too
I understand the fallout 4 option so fucking much. I'm looking up what to do and the npcs are like just watching.
FACTS PEOPLE SHOULD RE RACK THEIR WEIGHTS THO
yo that sog knife bo1 is nice tho
NOT ANYMORE
Nice ship names fam.
and shushies let them yell
You are being watched. It's like when you are sneaking in skyrim or oblivion like they see you from a mile away.
yes he needed to go the accident was 5 years ago
YO THAT EXTRACTION POINT IN MW2 WAS FUCKING LIT I WAS LIKE OH SHIT OH SHIT OH LORD JESUS GET THE WATER
ORIWA
Sorry bud, that aint the choices.
So you decoded it, huh? Shit's about to go down. It will more like when soap getting patched up by price in mw2.
Me too, me too.
Joji being getting that ass tho
I'll try to get some sad (n-word) hours in here. don't worry.
Thanks for review.
Tsudzukete, Wooo! Another bomb-ass review! Let's dive right in.
Well... I fixed it. So yeah.
I hope that I addressed Natsuki's "excuse" and made it more "realistic". You know?
Well, to be fair, Val did also base off his love about how he feels towards them too. Also, I going address how the paranormal has happened in a future chapter. And yeah, if this was real life, Val would most likely go for Natsuki.
Yeah, I guess you can say that, lol.
Club meeting finally ends next chapter, I drew this out more than it needed to be.
Squad comes first, always.
Sayori isn't depressed anymore, the confession jump-started her emotions and she is now actually happy. There is also a unspoken goal about how Tom is going to deal with her rainclouds.
Hmm, I should elaborate on the bet.
Sayori wins if Yuri or Natsuki falls for Val, and confesses. She gets to take Tom to a restaurant. It wasn't really clarified for Tom. And don't forget, he's a dense idiot.
Tom wins if Monika fall for Val, and confesses. He gets buy any game or anime he wants.
As you can see, both has happened.
Nah.
The first part is correct, but the second part isn't. Gabe and James are not in the simulation, actually.
And I think you copied and pasted the base 64 wrong, since I went back in and it checks out...
Yuri is a little of bit of hypocrite when she is yandere... And don't worry the idea of harem gets crushed.
Nah. ecks deeee
Yeah, sorry for that. I tend to skip over those, sometimes.
Storm, sick dialogue fam. Storm the front!
Pdrocker, they did clean up... a bit.
I got lost in the first sentence, what? I might as well ask what watersports or dom/sub mice is lol.
I hope you nailed that Italian test! Italian is one of my favorite languages!
Thunderant, si
Alright, that's all for reviews. The next thing I am going to do is release the next chapter and then revise the Yuri date and Monika sleepover.
Also, review if you would like! I love responding to my reviewers!
Thank you all for all the support.