Sorry for the wait, my pretties. ^^ I have been so caught up in school-prepping that I haven't gotten the chance to start on the next chapter. I know it's not a story one thrives for, nor is it the best, but Thank You for those who have kept with me and continued their support throughout my few chapters.
This chapter also, to my greatest pleasure, was helped by my dearest friend 'Pitfalls.' She is just so sweet and her writing is a complete motivation to help me improve. You should read some of her work sometime, but not until you finish this story of course. ;D And please don't forget about me when you do~ T^T
Disclaimer~ I do not own any of these characters nor the plot of Angel Beats, they belong to their rightful owner; Jun Maeda.
The room was silent for a few brief seconds, the two of us just daring one another to make a sound. At last it was not I, but him that decided to interrogate first.
"Why are you in Otonashi's room?"
I sat up abruptly at the sudden anger in his voice, even though we had known each other for years. The one thing that constantly repelled us as being the friends we grew to be was our red-head, and him alone. Now every time he came into a conversation it was like a flock of crows fighting over a rabbit, labeled free to take when a passing car made it road kill. And there wasn't anything we could do to change that unless we decreased our current relationships with him. Which, by the way, would never happen as long as the Earth kept rotating, the Moon kept controlling the tides, and the Sun remained as still as the firm ground beneath us.
I seriously couldn't take this nonsense anymore.
"What does it matter." I retorted as I fell back onto the soft contents of the mattress and closed my eyes. I could tell by the unusual noise that escaped his mouth that he was utterly disgusted, as if I'd insulted him in the worst possible way.
Seconds later I heard the door slam, but the ensuing footsteps told me that he didn't leave. I flashed my eyes open to see him a foot away from the bed, his green irises narrowed into slits and glaring daggers at me.
Leaning forward fluidly, he pulled up on my collar with his tiny fingers in a fist and, completely surprisingly me, picked me up off the bed enough to slam me back down and knock the air out of my lungs.
"Listen here," he growled, pulling me closer to his face. I coughed and took a deep breath, making sure it wasn't too drastic for him to gain pleasure from my pain.
"Yuzuru is mine. Our love was finally growing and now you decide to step in and screw it all up. So I suggest you leave and let us continue or–"
"Since when do you and Yuzuru have anything more than being friends," I interrupted, a little too angry than I should have been.
Naoi's grip tightened when I had used Otonashi's first name, 'Yuzuru', as if he was the only one who could call him that.
"Oh…" It was a quiet whisper, which was way scarier than his previous shouting. His grip loosened and he took a step back, him looking like he had finally gone mad. He reached in his top-right black jean's pocket and pulled something out that was all too familiar.
He pointed it at my shocked expression and rested his index finger gently on the trigger, a wicked grin plastered on his face.
"Woah!?" I screeched.
One second we were barely raising our voices and the next he pulls out a gun. What the hell?! But then again it's not like I can die or anything. Not unless he hypnotized me to never wake up, and even that may not be possible.
"It won't kill you but it'll keep you away long enough to let me prove myself to him. Then it won't matter what you do because he'll be mine."
I slowly got off the bed, hands held up placatingly, and dared myself to speak.
"W-What are you planning to do?"
Naoi smirked. "Don't tell me... You like him, too?"
I didn't know if it was just me but that statement didn't sound very much like a question. It was more of a 'Do you have a death wish?' kind of response. I hate these kind of situations because they make me realize how vulnerable I am. Pathetic.
Naoi raised the gun, which had been lowered slightly as he spoke. "Don't worry, you won't feel the fear of losing him anymore," his eyes darkened into a poisoning crimson red.
'Crap,' I thought. 'The freak is actually planning on hypnotizing me.'
I closed my eyes - at least I'd get to beat the crap out of him later.
Just then the door opened and we quickly averted our eyes from each other, heads snapping towards the door to see what punishment awaited us.
My heart took a huge leap when pale pink eyes flooded my vision. Yuzuru… I was so lost in them I didn't even notice the change in Naoi's attitude when our beloved gave a questioning look towards me before his gaze dropped down to my hand. I glanced down to see the shiny object gripped tightly in my palm. A little gleam sparkled from the reflection of the light above.
I turned my attention to the raven, the small smirk embedded in his features hardly noticeable because not but a moment later he went up in tears.
"Otonashi!" He cried and ran over to him. He pushed his head into the older male's chest and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Hinata tried to do something horrible to me," a secretive smile in place as he stuck the tip of his tongue out at me, barely over the red heads shoulder.
I gritted my teeth and held back as much as I could, pushing down the need to stand up and rip that little brat to pieces. I wouldn't do it here, not in front of the one I loved, but he was sure to die after everything was settled.
Otonashi looked surprised at Naoi's action, his cheeks darkening. But I knew it wasn't because he liked him. 'How dare he embarrass him,' I growled internally.
Then he looked up at me and smiled. Thank God. He didn't fall for his trick. I smiled back and then for some reason we both burst out in laughter, Naoi releasing him, obviously confused.
"I'm sorry, Naoi," he said wiping a tear from his eye. "Hinata wouldn't ever do something like that, no matter how much he wanted to."
I looked down at that because a very dark blush threatened to show and I didn't want to give myself away. 'Thank you.'
Naoi was furious. "Whatever."
He strode past Otonashi and out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I glanced back up at Yuzuru to see him grinning down at me. The blush came back. He then walked over to me and gently patted my back, not helping my predicament.
"It's okay, no need to be embarrassed."
I smiled back and nodded, though other thoughts ran through my head.
'Oh how clueless… I can't believe how innocent you are. But then again, you're cute when you're clueless.'
I tried to enjoy those few seconds while they lasted, for these kind of moments were always times to make a move. I just decided to go with something cliché, not really a lie but not something I would normally do. I embraced him in a hug and held back the urge to do something more. Surprisingly he wrapped his arms around me as well, and I smiled remembering the different action he had made when Naoi did the same.
"Thank you," I muttered.
"It's alright," he started, pulling back to look at me.
"I'll always believe you."
I sweat dropped.
'At least he hugged me back,' I thought. But inside I knew it wasn't why I wanted it to be. It was just because that's the kind of person he is. The kind of friend he is.
We high-fived one another and then got started on helping me unpack the rest of my things.
After we finished setting up our room, I started to walk around the hallways to get an image in my head for the classes that started tomorrow. The bright light from the day had faded significantly and only a dim glow illuminated the long intersecting hallways, barely making the outline of furniture aligned on the walls visible. I made a note of Noda's dorm and Shiina's, just a few down from his. I was definitely going to have a talk with him later.
Then, a hallway down, I noticed the coffee machine I always saw Yuzuru by in the mornings. It was a routine: he would always buy a couple and offer one to me, and I would always turn him down saying I didn't drink caffeine. But the real reason was just because I didn't want him spending his money on me.
I walked over to it and inserted 200 yen in the coin compartment and received my change back from the slot. I then reluctantly popped open the can with a satisfying 'Click' and put the liquid to my lips.
It tasted sweet. That was the first thing that I thought of when the fluid flowed down my throat. My face screwed up into a grimace as the solid bitterness washed over me, lingering as remnants of the foul taste remained in my mouth. Now I remembered why I never drank caffeine.
How could he enjoy this? The thought puzzled me as images of red flooded my head.
About an hour later I decided to head back to my room, having to switch hallways when I remembered my dorm had changed. I could imagine our door in the distance, although it would still take about a minute or two to reach.
I had just passed through another door when I saw someone staring back at me through the window set into the corridor wall. I paused and took a step back, waiting for the figure to catch up so I could meet him outside. When the door opened it revealed an oh-so pissed off Naoi.
I smirked as he glared at me through narrowed eyes.
"Looks like things didn't turn out so much like you planned," I said, amused and almost begging him to show a reaction.
"Filthy Pig," he insulted, making my smirk grow wider.
"Stubborn Brat," I threw back, casually shoving my hands in my pockets and walking away.
He growled but I just ignored it, it's not like he could do anything.
"I will get you back."
"I'm looking forward to it," I said turning the corridor and losing sight of him.