This is another fic. I wrote it becase it saddens me how much people claim they are the #1 hoennshipper in the whole world, but acutally dosent contribute to the community. (dont believe me? Go check the hoennshipping discussion thread. most people are just text spawning the thread...)
Also, its pathetic that how many fics are just... sad... The last hoensshipng fanfic i read is some random oneshots whcih took about 2 mintues to write them. (there are good ones out there like the one by Shinndo).
I'm using the japanese names here... why? because the english names sounds gay... if you guys really dont want to read the japanese names, ill change them...
This is a romance/drama fic with lots of angst... if you are expecting fluff, or even lemons, dont read, cause i dont know how to write them... I dont fill the void of humans with sythetic joy and illusions...
yea... I'm gonna stop talking, the more i prove correct about the hoplessness of humanity, the more i want to jump off a bridge.
It could be you
The bell rang.
The bell that indicates the start of forth period just rang. The bell that indicates the start of Geography of Hoenn class just rang. The bell that indicates the Geography of Hoenn class would start in 3 minutes just rang. The silver haired boy sighed in pure dissatisfaction. He will be only late again, right? It’s only going to be his forth time of being not on time for that class this week, right? The teacher will only punish his seemingly rebellious behavior with cruel methods like detention, right?
He mumbled and turned to look at Haruka and Satoshi, voted the cutest couple by the pitiable undergraduates of Massnara High, making out at his locker, on his locker, whichever way you wish to put it. Satoshi, the admired, dashing Satoshi, along with Haruka, endearing, jovial Haruka, both make Yuki p*ssed off for peculiar reasons. Unfortunately for him, his locker, along with generally every other lockers in the school, is their “make out spot”. The boy sighed as he watches the two attempting to explore each other’s mouth with their tongues, and actually enjoy the process.
“Okay!” He snapped, “In make out land, can’t you guys hear the bell…? If the sentence I just said is too complicated for your small brains. I’ll be nice and translate it into some sort of simple verdict so you two morons can understand. Let’s see… What about “Get away from my locker so I can get my books?” Yuki groaned as he looked at his watch, the class started already, Mr. Stone is going to kill him. Flashing the couple a few fuming looks, he ran off to his class.
“Umm… Did the bell really ring? Or he was just lying.” Satoshi asked, absent-mindedly.
“You know Yuki,” Haruka chuckled, while attempting to polish her cloth so they won’t attract too much unnecessary attention, “He lies.”
“You missed 14 minutes of the class…” Shuu asked, “Why are you always so da*n lucky?”
Yuki stared back with an incredulous look. “Oh yes… 14 minutes. What a surprisingly admirable estimation from someone as bright as you. Ever thought of how much time I spend on those stupid detentions?”
Shuu was Yuki’s best and only friend for at least 5 straight years. The reason he decides to befriend with Yuki is unknown. After years of dealing with him, Yuki figured that he either homosexual, which is almost impracticable because of his flirteous nature towards girls, or tired of hanging out with the more popular people. Shuu was known for his look and can be often spotted being chased by practically hundreds of girls, much unlike Yuki, who is also attractive in the eyes of girls, but usually do not have the patience to deal with them. In the end, the crimson-eyed boy usually uses a façade of an ill-mannered b*stard to stop the opposite sex from approaching him.
“Where were you anyways?” Shuu mumbled.
“Trying to tell the couple of the year to get away from my locker, but they seemed to be more interested in snuggling each other than making my already miserable life a little bit easier.” Yuki sighed, while attempting to focus on his lesson.
“Are you sure? Umm… Maybe you just have a crush on Haruka.” Shuu smiled, devilishly. However, Yuki found nothing devilish about it. He was not surprised by the random comment that just came out from Shuu’s seemingly big mouth. Yuki knew that Shuu is one of the more perverted people he knew, and is always thinking about strange (mature, he calls it) things in the tiny brain of his.
“… No… Besides, if I really wanted a girlfriend, I would pick someone who does not possess a hideous face like her.”
“Pfft, you are just jealous that Satoshi is going out with her.”
“Wow… You are almost as dumb as you were a minute ago!” Yuki exclaimed sarcastically. “Why would I be jealous? They are really the perfect couple. Both of them are morons, who possess brains of identical size. They are both losers who live in their own luxurious bubbles.”
“Um…. It seems like you love to observe about the couple, what’s with that?” Shuu smirked. However, he did not receive any answer from Yuki.
“Whatever man… Just watch out, one day you are just denying everything, and the next day you are going out with someone you loathe like Haruka.” Shuu suggested.
Yuki said nothing, right now, he has a lot more important matters to worry about than a bold and perhaps, inaccurate, prediction of his love life from his best friend.
Make out session was over, and Haruka always get bored really fast. However, to be honest, she did not feel comfortable going out with Satoshi anymore, for she suspects that Satoshi is going out with his ex, Kasumi.
Frustrated, she spotted Yuuki outside, starring into the sky; his silver hair flowed with the wind. Suddenly lighten up, Haruka decides to join him.
“Hello, Yuki. Can I join you?” She asked politely, perhaps too politely. For Yuki did not even acknowldge her presense.
“Why the hell would you want to be with a sarcastic person like me?” Yuki asked, however, he knew the answer perfectly well himself. Haruka always had problems with her boyfriend, and for some odd reason, she would usually talk to Yuki. She called them “shut up while I complain for a while” sessions, and Yuki’s role is to give Haruka usefull advices. He always hated the sessions..
“Satoshi and I had a fight today.” Haruka admitted, flatly.
“Okay… And is this the part where I’m supposed to gasp in surprise, to make the atmosphere around us really tense and dramatic?”
“God, Haruka, how the hell do you expect me to show compassion when you haven’t told me anything about it…? Wait… Don’t tell me anything at all, because I don’t want to care about your business.” Yuki groaned edgily.
“For crying out loud… I’m sorry. Okay?” however, his tone suggested anything but sorrow.
“Every time I and Satoshi had a talk, it only comes down to one thing.” Haruka admitted.
“Making out at my locker? On my locker?”
“No… The bedroom. The bed.”
“Oh…” Yuki replied. He was rather surprised that Satoshi is able to suggest something that is so outrages for his age.
“What can I do?”
“I don’t know.” Yuki said flatly.
“Come on! You are always so smart, think of something, anything!”
“Sorry, never been in the situation you are right now. Now I have to go home and deal with a woman that is even more troublesome than you.” He sighed.
“Who?” Haruka screeched, rather agitatedly, “You got a girlfriend?”