I have sinned greatly. I have neglected to include Billy Numerous AT ALL. My favorite character, and I have done ZIP with him! So, I thought, might as well do one now! Warning: This references my story Numerous. So lots of angst!
Billy hated contact with any other person other than a clone. Even then, it was just a slap on the back.
This fact constantly puzzled Angel. Angel was, not surprisingly, very touchy feely. Scooting in a bit closer to people, touching their shoulder, and most importantly, hugs. Hugs were extremely important between friends, she thought. Most of them coped with it, even after a while, Punk Rocket got used to the occasional random glomp.
Everyone, of course, except Billy Numerous. He'd scoot away, laugh nervously, and very calmly say that he didn't like touch. Angel would scowl and say, "Billy Numerous, I'm a hugger. I like hugs. So why can't I hug you?" Billy would just say he just didn't like being touchy feely.
Even Johnny couldn't help but notice that Billy wasn't too touchy when they were picking up chicks, except of course, the occasional make out in a barstool.
One day after Angel was rejected for another hug, she stomped her foot down and said, "Billy, you are a gigantic snob!" Everyone noticed the slight hurt look on his face after he left.
"Angel. Apologize to him." See-More had walked in to see the whole thing. "Why? He is refusing to let me be anywhere near him. Even Kyd and Punk got used to it, he's just being a damned snob!" See-More scowled and said, "You don't know that. You don't know why he hates physical contact. I do, and he's got a pretty damn good reason. So leave him alone for a couple minutes, then go apologize. That's an order." Angel scowled back and settled back into the couch.
An hour later, Angel walked up to Billy's door. "Billy, its me." A slight scuffling was heard, and Billy said, "Just one minute, I don't got a shirt on!" Angel laughed and said, "Come on, dude. Can't I just come in?" A little bit of silence was heard, then Billy said, "You can come in now." Angel walked in and Billy was in civvies, a long sleeved red t-shirt and baggy jeans.
Angel glanced around the teen's room. "Wow, clean much?" She asked. Billy laughed and said, "I'm too lazy. I try to get the other billy's to do it, but they won't either." Angel slightly scuffled her feet. "Um... See-More ordered me to apologize-" "Don't bother. You're just that type of person. I'm just the type of person that don't like touch." Billy said calmly, swinging his feet off his bed and sitting up.
Angel was about to say something when she glanced at his right collarbone. It was discolored, paler then the rest of his skin. "Billy, did you hurt yourself?" She asked, stepping closer. Billy glanced down and immediately straightened his shirt, muttering something about it being old. "Was it a scar you got from fighting titans?" She asked. Billy smiled sadly and shook his head no, saying, "Naw, its older than that." He glanced at his side table, and said, "Let's just say I didn't have a good childhood."
Angel glanced over as well, and saw a picture of a much younger Billy. He was probably twelve, and he stood in front of his parents. His mother had light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, similar to Billy's. His father he looked nothing like. "Your parents look friendly enough." She said, walking over and picking up the picture. "They look it, that's for sure. Of course, that means diddly squat. I know now that people can look absolutely perfect, and still go home and sleep in hell." Billy said, snorting.
Angel bit her lip and asked, "Were you... uh..." "Whacked around? Only once. Thank goodness for my powers. That's the reason I don't like wearing sleeveless shirts. Maybe its also the reason I don't like touch." He lifted up his right sleeve all the way to his shoulder, and another mis-colored splash was at his shoulder. "One on my collarbone, one on my right shoulder, and another on my chest." Billy said.
Angel covered her mouth and started shaking. "I'm... I'm sorry, oh my gosh... I'm sorry!" She said, almost crying. "Its nothing to be sorry about. I don't like people knowing, only people that know are See-More and Gizmo. So... little secret?" Billy said, half grinning.
"I would hug you but you don't like hugs, so..." Angel said. "One hug. That's all I'll allow." Billy said, slowly opening up his arms. Angel practically tackled him, sobbing I'm sorries into his shoulder. Billy calmed Angel down, but let one tear fall down his face as well.
Angel stopped trying to hug Billy after that, but every now and then, she'd place a hand on his right shoulder and slightly squeeze. Billy would every now and then flinch, but he relaxed pretty quickly.
(Awwww... okay, this is only FRIENDSHIP. This relationship will go no beyond that. Not in my book, anyway. Remember to review, okays?)