Got you fussing, got you worried; scared to let your guard down.

Lamer was the nickname I had given him when he was about five, and I was seven. He was the new kid, and my neighbor, so when I heard that his name was Hayner, I just thought it was lame.

As we got older, the nickname fit even more. He was pretty lame. He hung around some of the losers of the town, and naturally, I was the one that always felt the need to pick on them – specifically Lamer. His reactions were great and I never seemed to tire of them. He'd get flustered and angry enough to the point of wanting to fight, and we had a couple of times, and it still never got boring.

Of course, I won every round.

At some point, when I had reached high school, I didn't see the kid as often. It would look pretty bad for a high schooler to be picking on a seventh grader, so I left him alone and started picking on other high schoolers and ended up getting myself a nice reputation as the school bully. I personally found it funny, considering I just terrorized them. I never actually pushed someone up against the lockers or punched anyone in the face – unless they were asking for it. I just teased the fat kids, played pranks on the nerds and was pretty loud in classrooms. Yet somehow, that kind of thing warranted me being a bully? Whatever.

It was my junior year that things finally started to change, though. High school had been getting pretty boring, and though my grades weren't near as bad as some of my friends', they weren't great either. I just didn't try because I just didn't give a rat's ass.

However, that year was the year that I was reintroduced to my neighbor Lamer. I had seen him since I "graduated" junior high of course, but it wasn't often, and it wasn't like I got a full glimpse of him, but now I did. And in my absence, the kid had apparently shot up, though not nearly as tall as me, had gotten lean and had even done something to his hair – it was lighter or something?

Either way, it felt like I was looking at an entirely different person, and though I wasn't thinking that I liked it, I definitely wasn't disliking it, either. I actually had no idea how to feel when I saw him walking into first period P.E., still with his dorky friends from before. Juniors and freshman had a habit of sharing P.E. periods together, so seeing freshman wasn't really a surprise.

He seemed to notice me almost immediately, too, and when he did, his eyes squinted in a glare and I had to stop myself from laughing. Did he think I was intimidated or something? That'd be rich.

So I had the kid in that class, as well as Chemistry – where we were incidentally lab partners.

By the middle of the school year, I was still teasing the kid left and right. I stepped right back into my old role in his life, but at some point I realized that all my effort was going onto him, instead of a bunch of people, and I had to question that.

Why was I just picking on him? There were plenty of other targets that'd be even easier targets too, so why was I just going after him?

It didn't take me long to realize something incredibly shocking about myself, and that was that I didn't entirely find males unattractive. I'm pretty sure I preferred chicks, but guys weren't outright disgusting to me. And once I figured that out, it was pretty easy to assume that I probably liked Lamer.

Fucking lame.

But when I realized it, it seemed to be pretty true. I was just picking on him, and when he wasn't paying attention, I'd catch myself actually checking him out – which was weird. So now that I had this knowledge, what was I planning on doing with it? He'd probably think that I was joking if I actually told him, but I didn't really like not telling him, either. I wouldn't admit it, but I wanted to date the kid, obviously, so not telling him seemed more annoying than keeping it a secret.

Fuck it, I'll tell him.

"Hey, Lamer." We were currently doing that stupid mile run thing that teachers force you to do, and Hayner was ahead of his friends, all alone, and I figured it was the best time to do it.

He growled. It was kind of cute. "What do you want, asshole?"

"Ooh, testy, testy," I grinned. He just rolled his eyes, but he didn't try to get away from me, so I counted that as a good thing. "I wanna' run somethin' by you."

"What?"

"What would you say if a really hot guy asked you out?" He actually tripped over his feet and not laughing about that was the hardest thing I had ever done. "And let's say that you know said hot guy, and that he wasn't the nicest person that you know?"

Hayner was just quiet, and he refused to look at me. We ran together the whole time, and I didn't say a word after that, and neither did he.

By the time I got home, he still hadn't said anything, and I didn't want to say that I was sad about the rejection, but I was a little disappointed. But then again, I 'bullied' the kid, so why should he like me, right? People usually didn't have a thing for their bullies.

I heard my door bell ring, and I planned to ignore it, but whoever was there was just not getting the hint, so I decided to be a dick to whoever was at the door – and it turned out to be Hayner.

"I wanna' run somethin' by you," he told me, and I'm pretty sure I had a grin that was stretching my face. "What would you say if someone that you teased has had a crush on you since they were ten?"

Boys like boys like girls do, nothing new.

Author's Note: I felt like doing a Seiner, so here it is! I hope you liked it. It's not one of my biggest ships, but I do ship it pretty hard.

I was also thinking that maybe people could tell me what ship they'd wanna' see next? That was the main reason I didn't write this sooner, actually, because I was debating which one to do. So, pick: AkuDemy (guilty pleasure), VenVani (never written, so could be interesting) or Zemyx (I assume this will win).

Thank you to those who have reviewed/favorited/followed this, and I hope you continue to do so. :3 Reviews especially have convinced me to even write more for this, so those would definitely help.