A/N: Hi, I'm back again with Chapter 3. I have noticed that I am keeping to the plot of Oregairu, which IS an absolute must. But at chapter 2 at the end at least I find myself cringing at it because of how similar it is to the anime. But I ended it with a slightly different ending there so hey that works. I also forgot to add the whoever wins can make the loser do anything In the competition because I forgot. Sleep is an important factor people! Oh yeah, I know it IS kind of early but if it is wanted I will make a sequel to this story after it has ended. Let me know in the reviews if you want it. I'll keep it in mind!

Boredom is somehow motivating me. I got more cookies. Infinity.

Chapter 3 – It would only make me sad.

"Ugh... It hurts, it hurts more than I expected it to. They should at least keep me in shape to go to school…"

My arms were hurting, when I came back from club that day, apparently they were talking about how they shouldn't have allowed me to be in the club and how they regret that they don't have a "stress relief bag" for more time anymore. So, the moment I got home… I don't even want to talk about it.

After their "Stress relief punching bag session" I couldn't feel my arms. They were numb. I slowly rose to my feet with only my legs and the wall behind me supporting me. I limply moved myself to my room and laid on the bed and went to a deep sleep.

"To be fair, I did sleep like a log but Komachi didn't need to try hitting me on the head with the metal broom we have, jeez. I don't even know if being an onii-chan to her of all people is worth it. It's better to die instead. Heaven's better."

I made it to school and went to my class, 2-F. Homeroom wasn't going to start in another 20 minutes, so I had some time to do whatever.

My mind flashed back to the club yesterday. We had to do Yuiga-something's request today. Knowing Yukinoshita, she might have already made the preparations and brought the ingredients beforehand. I know how to bake and cook well, otherwise I would be locked in the basement for an hour or 2 at least.

But still, I wonder what I will be doing in this request. Using my skill "Human Observation" I figured that Yuiga-something had no idea on how to cook, so maybe Yukinoshita will need my help in explaining to the airhead about how baking and cooking works. Though I think our client's the type to mix salt and sugar in a batch of them and make things even worse…

The bell rang, cutting me off my thoughts as Hiratsuka-sensei walked into the classroom to start off Homeroom. Classes went by very slowly, but I was thankful for how slow it went. If I didn't get good marks in my exams, my parents would kick me a lot, So I was attentive a lot of the time and taking notes. Time went by slowly, every second that was slow was less time in that house after all, and the club decreases the time I spend in there even more, so I am happy about it.

It was after class now and that meant Club time. I walked to the special building where our club was located. I reached the door and took a deep breath, Yukinoshita was most likely here and would interrogate me on first sight to see if I'm okay. I'll just come clean, no point in fighting.

I open the door, I see Yukinoshita reading a book. She notices me, places a bookmark in her book at the page she was at and looked at me.

"Yo."

"Hello, Hikigaya-kun"

I brace myself for the incoming barrage of questions I'll soon have to face.

"Are you okay Hikigaya-kun?"

"Eh? That's the question you ask?"

"Of course, I do not want to pry into your horrid family life, So, I ask about you instead."

I think a bit before realizing that If I were to lie, She would catch on and make me feel uncomfortable. I had a feeling… I'll come clean, Yukinoshita. You win.

"Fine. I'll say it. No. I'm not okay. My arms ache like crazy after yesterday, and I'm exhausted even after a sleep that caused my very totally lovely and very totally cute little sister to smack me on the head with a metal broom."

It seems she was not prepared to hear me talk in fast speed while explaining about how bad my day was after I left the club to go back to that house.

Not giving her a chance to reply about it I walked and sat at my seat. I noticed it was quite closer to Yukinoshita, but whatever I was tired today and I was probably getting tricked by my eyes right there.

I pulled out my Light novel and started reading, waiting for Yuiga-something to come to the clubroom so that we could go to the Home Economics room. Yukinoshita looked at me, then the book in my hands and then at me again and asked something.

"If your parents are as bad as I think, then why and how do you have a light novel with you?"

"I thought you would have figured it out already. My parents want to look good in front of their relatives. In fact I'm surprised that they still let me live in the house even and give me my own room. Though something tells me that won't last for long. I think they're just using me to get more money later on. Like an investment of sorts."

"You didn't need to go that far in describing your life to me…"

"Oops. Sorry about that."

2 minutes later, Yuiga-something comes into the room. Without knocking. Visibly frustrating Yukinoshita over it, but she hides it for now.

"Yahallo!"

"Hello, Yuigahama-san."

Ah, so her name is Yuigahama. I'll keep that in mind. Wait, what's her name again?

"Yahallo Yukinon! Yahallo Hikki!"

"Y-Yukinon? Yuigahama-san, I ask that you refrain from calling me that silly nickname."

"Ah, Okay Yukinon!"

Yukinoshita, again visibly frustrated and flustered at the nickname, sighs and puts her hand on her temple. Eyes flashing with a determined look.

"Yuigahama-san, Let us go to the Home Economics room. You must follow what I say and do to make your batch of cookies, okay?"

"Yes! I understand!"

I sigh, "Well, Let's get this request over with."

We leave the clubroom and move to the Home Economics room to complete Yuiga-something's request of baking cookies.

The Home Economics room is quite spacious with a lot of tables with cooking utensils and ovens. We, however are going to be baking cookies. Let's hope this request wont take long…

…

"How am I ever going to teach you how to bake them properly?"

I jinxed myself so hard I feel like jumping off a cliff is much softer than THIS.

It was well over an hour in and Yuiga-something's cookies looked like they were made from the fire in hell itself.

"I'm honestly shocked that you managed to fail THAT hard."

"Well-!" She manages to think for a moment before saying "You try Hikki! I don't think your cookies are any good either!"

"Oh? You're challenging me? Leave then. Come back in 20 minutes. I'll make good cookies that even Yukinoshita will be shocked by them."

"You think your cookies can match my standards. Hikigaya-kun, I am letting you know now that my expectations are set severely low."

"Good enough. That means I'll shock you even more."

"I would like to see you try."

Again, giving me a wink before leaving the room. Making me want to kill myself again with no regrets. But No. I have something to prove here. Hours of living in fear of being beaten at the fact that I put too much salt into something or made something slightly burnt and eventually perfecting my culinary arts, I will show Yukinoshita and Yuiga-something how even traumatic experiences help mold someone into a human being capable of a lot of things!

20 minutes pass by, My cookies are finished, I call Yukinoshita and Yuiga-something back into the room to taste test the cookies.

Yukinoshita and Yuigahama were both in shock.

I did it.

"I-I'm very surprised and impressed, Hikigaya-kun. I took you as a person who would not care for baking things."

"You know VERY well why I do what I do, Yukinoshita."

Her face adorned a look of understanding, signaling that she did know. She did know well.

Yuiga-something on the other hand..

"WWWWWAAAAAAAAAAHH! HIKKI! HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO DO SOMETHING SO DIFFICULT AND MAKE IT BETTER THAN YUKINON'S?!"

"I don't want to explain how and why to someone I don't trust."

"B-But, Hikki! You don't need to hide how good you are at baking! I'll tell everyon-"

"No. Do not. It wont make me happy that everyone knows that I'm good at baking and cooking. It would only make me sad."

"B-But why Hikki? What's wron-."

"I SAID NO! I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT! PLEASE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ALREADY!"

"A-Ah…. Okay…."

Yuigahama leaves the room, Yukinoshita looks as if she wants to be angry at me but she cant. She of all people knows, She can relate. As such, that look is expected.

"May I ask something?"

"Haaa… Sure, Go ahead."

"Was there any point in time where someone had given you cookies or chocolate before?"

"Why are you asking this of all things?"

"Morbid curiosity."

"Morbid is right… Okay, I'll bite. Yes. But out of pity. Pity chocolate if you will. I've gotten that. One time I almost thought that this was a sign of a love confession because of how stupid I was. Thankfully I stopped myself. That's why just getting chocolate in general makes me sad.

"I can understand but cannot relate, I'm afraid."

"Pshht, Of course you can't. You're the, oh so holy Queen of Sobu High who gets valentines chocolates and love letters like a waterfall."

"You might want to take that back Hikigaya-kun. During Middle School, I've suffered worse."

"Oh? Then tell me. I'm morbidly curious."

"In Middle school, My Indoor shoes were taken 60 times, 50 of which were from girls who were jealous of me. As such, I had to bring my Indoor shoes and recorder home every single day."

"Well shit. I didn't think you actually had a case of a trashy middle school, You're similar to me in that sense."

"I think being similar to you of all people is a bad omen."

"Ha, think what you wanna think. Though I might have botched this request."

"You're right. We have not finished yet. I shall go call Yuigahama-san. You stay here."

"Mkay."

She leaves the room in search of Yuiga-something. Damn I need to work on remembering names of people. Maybe I will soon.

After waiting for what felt like 5 seconds. Yukinoshita came back with Yuiga-something, She apologized to me and I accepted. We again started trying to teach her how to make cookies. Yukinoshita was adamant about the fact that she needed my help and positioned me close to her to back her up on instructions to help Yuiga-something understand in quote on quote "Her own airheaded language."

I briefly chuckled at that, and helped Yukinoshita and Yuigahama in backing up Yukinoshita's too many fancy English word talk (Yuiga-something described it as such) and helping in the baking process of the cookies. But we gave up in the end after making her cookies not look like charcoal. They were burnt and had what I think was salt instead of sugar, making me think happily that I was going to die of food poisoning and that nobody would care that I would die. Yukinoshita however brought me a glass of water which somehow helped me digest the absolute abomination of a cookie that nearly killed me. For some reason though, she was sporting a worried expression. Great, now the people who care about me for absolutely no reason and shouldn't care about me in the first place count has raised to 2! Wow! Life is suddenly bright!

Yuigahama had said after that, that she was gonna try baking her own cookies by herself without our help. Me and Yukinoshita glanced at each other and nodded in understanding. Praying that whoever she wants to give these cookies to lives happily in heaven. Godspeed, random guy.

A week had passed since that request. Every day in that week that had passed by, whenever I'd come to the club Yukinoshita would ask the same question. "Are you okay?" And I would give a different response to her each time. No point in lying. And every time club time had ended, I would feel sad knowing that I had to say goodbye temporarily to the comforting silence me and Yukinoshita were sharing. I would go back to that house, suffer for hours until sleep. And go back to school and repeat it all over. An Endless Cycle.

A/N: 2222 words, not counting this author note. Anyways this was chapter 3. Chapter 4 will be about the tennis thing. Im gonna be honest with you guys here. 8man wont fawn over Totsuka like he does in the actual Oregairu. He IS depressed over here. It only makes sense right? I hope so. Though there will be some comedy of all of this. Off word doc, Yui gives 8man and Yukino the cookies they both nearly die over it. Anyway. Isuckatnaming here, leaving because I have other things to do! Again Feel free to critique on points in the story.