Vitamin C for Condoms

I met my team to train with them on Saturday. Lucky for me, it seemed as if Takao's brother had forced some training on them, so they were in shape this time around. I, however, was embarrassingly out of shape. I had neglected running over the past week, and with my hand I couldn't blade either. And to make matters worse, Takao's irritating female friend kept on clinging onto him, reminding him of homework he had to do and class duties and other thing that couldn't matter less at this point.

'I've had enough!' I yelled at some point. 'You!' I pointed at her. 'Either sit down and shut up or you can't continue watching us.'

'Kai, don't be so rude.' Max told me. 'She isn't hurting anybody.'

'She is a distraction to the team.'

'I wouldn't mind if she left either.' Takao added jokingly. Which got her pissed off again. Then they had a silly word fight with Takao teasing her, and her getting angry. It delayed practice for about 15 minutes. By the end of it I was ready to kick her out.

'She is very useful.' Kenny claimed. I doubted it. I think Kenny was hoping for some panty flashes, that little perv. In the end, she was allowed to watch under the condition of staying at the side lines.

We finally got into the grove of things. With me most likely being out for the beginning of the tournament, I had to get Takao and Max in top form. So I made them duel each other over and over again.

Suddenly I heard a sound coming from the bushes. A spy from another team? Maybe it was the cloaked weirdos again. I spun around and hollered in the general direction that the sound came from.

'Kai, chill! It's just me.'

Wyatt stepped out, picking leaves out of his hair.

'What are you doing in the bushes?'

'Creeping.'

The others were passing each other weird looks. Wyatt just giggled. 'Shortcut, I wanted to come see you.'

I heard loud laughter coming from behind. I turned around to see Hiromi holding her stomach. She was laughing so hard, tears came out of her eyes. Now that was too weird even for Takao and Max. They were just giving each other some more clueless looks and shrugged.

Wyatt shed some light into the mystery.

'You're the girl we picked up at the butcher's, right?'

Oh please don't...

Hiromi was gasping for air as she tried to form words. 'You!' she pointed at me. 'You are sausage boy!'

And she remembered it... fuck!

Takao's eyes widened and he started giggling too. 'Wait, you're telling me Kai was that guy from the loser party who tried to steal a bag of salami, was caught, and then had to slow dance with another bloke to earn it back?'

Oh no!

Hiromi nodded again, unable to actually talk.

Meanwhile I was blushing like the true ginger I was. I covered my face with my hands. I must have lost all respect from my team mates by now.

Wyatt however was being cool about it. He smirked, crossed his arms and announced. 'Well you were the girl who wanted a lick off my cornetto.'

She immediately stopped laughing. Takao did too, cause he didn't understand the metaphor. Kenny however gasped and Max giggled.

'That wasn't me, ...that was my friend!'

'Which friend?' Kenny asked eagerly. Eyes shining. Looked like he was getting hopeful there.

Hiromi then, to make it a spectacle, took off her shoe, to throw it at his head.

She missed.

'Pervert.' she mumbled.

'Huh?' Takao asked. 'I'm confused.'

'She wants to suck his cock.' Max casually explained.

Takao's jaw dropped. He stared at Hiromi, then at me, then at Wyatt, and back at Hiromi.

'Seriously people, I feel like I don't know you at all.'

That stung. I felt a little bad. He was right though, how could I expect him to act like everything was fine and dandy when the little world he had built up around himself was starting to fall apart like that. They weren't used to me having friends, they were probably not even aware of the fact that I called them my friends. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable in my own skin. That discomfort manifested itself in anger.

'All of you who are not blading, GET LOST NOW!'

I shushed away everyone who was a distraction to the training. Hiromi, Wyatt and even Kenny.

Content with it, I focused my attention back on Max and Takao, ready to continue our training.

'Well, technically you're not blading either.' Takao pointed out. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared me down.

'Oh.' I said. I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. Bloody hell, stupid hormones and emotions. I was never the type to get attached to people, I never expected that being excluded like that would hurt this much. Normally I was the type who wanted to be excluded from everything. I wasn't going have tears rolling down my eyes or anything like that, but I could feel my face pulling itself into some bitter expression. My lips formed a thin line, as I was trying to stop myself from saying something stupid. I wanted to yell at them and say something like: 'But I...'. Thing is, there was no but. Takao was fully justified in what he said. There was no reason for them to keep me around.

I nodded and walked off.

I ran into the others sitting by the shore, talking about me.

'If you want to come watch it's up to Takao and Max, it's fine with me.' I told them.

Then I pointed at Wyatt. 'You.' he raised his head. 'You come with me.'

I started walking off in the other direction and he came after me.

'What's going on, are you mad at me?'

'No.' I said.

'I'm sorry for interrupting.'

'It's fine.'

'Where are we going?'

'I don't know.'

He seemed to have realised that I wasn't in a talking mood, so he kept quiet for the rest of the time and walked behind with a somewhat of a dopey look on his face. I just kept on walking until we reached a random intersection.

As we stopped I got a chance to pay more attention to him. He looked a little worried and out of it himself. Probably worried that I was angry at him. I took his hand. He was looking even more confused now.

'Relax, I'm not going to break up with you or anything like that.'

He smiled. He seemed to be relieved that he didn't have to worry about that, so he got

a little cocky. 'What are you going to do?' he teased.

'I really don't know. Did you hear what they said?'

He nodded.

'It was bad timing, hurting my wrist. It can't be helped, but I can't expect them to keep a spot open for me either.'

Wyatt was looking guilty. 'But you're a team. Won't that mean that they would keep a spot open for you?

'I don't think I would if I were them.'

'So now, what?'

'I'll try to heal as quickly as possible.'

-x-

My hasty plan involved us going to the local grocery store. I loaded the cart with carrots, bananas, milk, everything that was supposed to make bones grow faster.

Wyatt was shaking his head at this.

'Wouldn't it be easier to just beg them to take you back?' he suggested.

I let out a laugh. Not because it was particularly funny, rather particularly unrealistic!

'Yeah, right... that's never gonna happen.'

Wyatt rolled his eyes at me. 'You and your ego.'

'That's why you like me, isn't it?' I teased him.

He blushed and tried to change the topic.

'Um... I'll go get you some steaks, meat is good for your healing too.'

I nodded. 'I'll try to find some eggs.'

And off he was, running away from me. How odd that it embarrassed him so much, I thought. Who would have expected that? Wyatt actually had shame! At least it was comforting that I wasn't the only one to feel slightly awkward about our relationship at times. And by 'awkward' I mean horny as fuck, trying to suppress a boner every time I was around him. Ever since that one day he had given me that handy I could not stop thinking dirty thoughts. I wanted to see his penis. Touch it too. I was shivering, trying to shake those naughty thoughts out of my head. He probably wouldn't mind me doing it, but I still felt dirty thinking of him like that. I decided to distract myself by strolling down the aisles, looking for anything that would improve my healing. I discovered some protein powder in the baby aisle, which, as some sort of cruel joke, turned into the condom aisle halfway through. Of course I couldn't help but check them out. There was quite a wide range. Ribbed, smooth, extra sensation, glow-in-the-dark, flavoured...

Hmm, flavoured that sounded interesting. I reached for one of the packs and read the writing on the side. This particular box contained four "natural" flavours: Vanilla, chocolate, honey and green tea. I wasn't really keen on tasting cum again, that cracker had been disgusting. But with this, the thought of oral sex didn't sound that disturbing. I did promise to return the favour after all... And how nasty could they be? It would be like licking a penis popsicle.

'I know you must be desperate if you can't jerk off with that hand of yours, but I would buy a proper dildo if I were you.'

I turned around quickly. It was my old team mate Carlos with a content smirk on his lips, holding a pack of bananas in one hand, and condoms in the other. That must have been quite the image.

'Wow... um... this is not what it looks like.' I stuttered.

That was new, me being at a loss of words.

'No need to explain yourself, Kai, we all have our needs.'

'Dude, I am NOT fucking a banana. I got them for the vitamins.'

He was laughing. 'So what do you got the condoms for then?'

'A human being.'

My old bladeshark was sceptical. 'Yeah right, who would be crazy enough to date you?'

I didn't give him an answer. It got me thinking. Wyatt did have guts, that was true. Most people were scared of me.

'Can you buy them for me?' I asked him. He was an old friend after all.

Now Carlos was buffed. He crossed his arms. 'Buy them? You must be joking!'

I didn't say anything, I just blushed.

His face turned soft and he unlocked his arms. 'You're actually serious.'

I nodded.

He sighed. 'Okay fine, but you have to tell me who you're planning on using them with.'

That was almost worse. But only almost. I gave in to his condition. Carlos could keep a secret. He knew a lot about me and he had never told anyone out of spite or carelessness, even when I had been and asshole to him.

'Remember the kid from the tournament?' I started. I wanted to see his reaction first.

'Oh please not the green haired weirdo!'

'What? No way!'

We were both shared a laugh at that thought.

'I'm talking about the guy I was with. A little shorter than me, foreigner, says "fuck" a lot...'

'That last one is definitely an identifier.' he commented.

It sure was.

'You're dating him? Never thought you for... that type.' Carlos said.

'Gay?' I asked carefully.

'No, dating.'

At least it wasn't the "gay" part. I realised he was the first friend I had come out to properly. He seemed to be rather chill about it. Then again, this was Carlos. There were only two things in life Carlos cared about:

Looking tough and getting me to notice how tough he was.

He probably assumed that my newfound sexuality would aid him in that prospect.

I heard someone calling my name. It was Wyatt. I quickly threw the condoms at Carlos.

'Take them, I'll give you the money later.

-x-x-x-

After our shopping trip I excused myself, saying I had forgotten something. I instructed Wyatt to wait outside and he did as told while I walked back inside to collect the embarrassing item. Carlos was standing near the entrance. I handed him the money and he gave me the box.

'Have fun.' he said with a wink.

It looked a little like a drug deal. According to the clueless store clerk at least. In fact, I was tackled to the ground before I could even walk two steps.

'What the hell was that for?' I yelled.

The pimply faced teenager adjusted his name tag and asked to see the drugs I had just hidden in my pants pocket. It was quite embarrassing that he managed to tackle me in the first place. Must have thrown himself at me.

'Urgh, get off me.' I grumbled.

He wasn't moving, Carlos was laughing his ass off. I was getting more and more irritated. And with my injured arm, I couldn't exactly push him off either.

'Get off me, I said!' with a more threatening voice this time. Now he reacted. I must have intimidated him. I hope, that would mean I still got it. Watch out Bitches, Kai's badass!

The manager came by, he seemed to have noticed my broken arm and was apologising repeatedly. He stretched out an arm to help me up but I didn't need it. I could get up on my own. I came across as rude but I did not care.

'I witnessed them conduct a drug deal within the store.' the clerk said. What a suck up.

'It's not drugs, it was a store product I asked him to get me.' I informed them, while rubbing my backside.

We seemed to have attracted a crowd. Now everybody wanted to see me get arrested. I heard my name being mentioned a couple of times. Oh shit, they actually recognised me. The day was getting better and better by the minute.

'Well let me see the product then.' the manager commanded.

I glanced over my shoulder, at the whispering faces.

'Does it have to be here?'

'We can wait for the police to get here and take you to the station, if that's what you prefer.' The manager replied, he crossed his arms in front of his chest. The station? I didn't need even more bad attention. I figured it was better to just confess.

'Woah, man, it's just condoms!' I held up the pack, so that he could see it. 'Carlos still has the receipt, show him Carlos!'

'Dude, who the fuck keeps the receipt?' Carlos responded.

He probably stole them. It didn't matter, the store manager was so embarrassed by the whole spectacle, he shushed everyone away and offered us free gift cards, like they always do when they fuck up. Nonetheless, I walked out of the store, super red in the face, avoiding anyone's look. Oh shit, I told Wyatt I was going to get something inside. What if he asked? I had spent quite a long time in there now after all.

'Do you still smoke?' I asked Carlos.

'Um... no.'

'Bullshit, an athlete shouldn't smoke, give me the pack.' I ordered him. He grumbled but did as told and handed me a pack of Marlboro Greens. Perfect, just the kind Wyatt liked.

-x-

Wyatt greeted me with a question:

'Looks like there was quite a spectacle on the inside, do you know what was going on?'

'Two guys were caught doing a drug deal.'

I didn't really want to go into detail about it.

'Ah, okay... what did you need to get there actually?' I knew it, he would ask. Couldn't help his curiosity.

I took out the pack and tossed it into his hands. He was staring at the pack, then me, then the pack again and was smiling widely.

'You got me a present? That is so nice of you! I thought you wanted me to quit.'

'What can I say, I'm a gentleman.' with a pack of condoms in my pockets, but Wyatt didn't have to know that just yet...