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Author's Note: Holy. Crap. AN UPDATE?! After, what...seven months,eighteen days?! -faints- I know, I'm shocked too. For all those who don't know, I'm epileptic and I've been at the hospital more than at home for the length of my absence. Scary, ne? But, thanks to my doctors and a little pill called Depakote, I'm back on my feet. I've missed everyone, and I know you have missed UO (judging by several threatening emails in my inbox), so here it is! Chapter Four!
Lots of love to everyone - have fun.
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:: Unfair Odds : Chapter Four ::ooooooooooooooooooo
The big yellow sign with the words "Bus Stop" written in large black letters stuck out like a sore thumb amidst the grey-washed and rainy atmosphere that had settled over the outside world sometime between the time I trudged down from the rooftop to my final period.
I couldn't believe it. I had actually done it - I had snuck out of Aunt Mido's house and come here, though she had told me I was grounded and unallowed to leave the premesis unless going to or returning from school. Me, Miss Goody-Two-Shoes herself, the one that usually did whatever she was told. God, Akemi was a bad influence on me. I needed to escape from his clutches...but how?
Despesdonant, I collapsed on the bench tiredly, only to leap up from it with a little shriek. Of course it was wet! It was freakin' raining for Christ's sake! Without thinking, I immediately tried to pat the bottom of my pants dry, just to be rewarded with a somehow familiar, annoying laugh.
"Nice move there, Momori," said a just as familiar voice. I glanced up into an amused silver gaze.
"Screw you, Akemi!" I shouted, becoming more and more irritable.
"No, Chiatsu-sweetie, screw me!" I heard someone shout and turned, red-faced, to see the smiling face of Satoru. I was tempted to smack him and scream "PERVERT!" as any other sane person would do, but instead pretended to ignore him by proceeding to talk away the uncomfortable silence.
"Well, well, the gang's all here," I noted sarcastically, noticing that the other three members of Ryu's gang were standing behind him, two of them in laughing fits, the third glaring at me conspicuously.
At seeing Taske, I flinched (probably visibly.) He terrified me, not onlybecause he was the one who seemed to hold an unbearably tight fist on my future safety but in that his eyes...whenever they landed on me...were just so acted as though he hated me to my very core and I truly had no idea why.
Suddenly the ceaseless pounding of the rain stopped. Well, sort of. I wasn't getting wet anymore, anyway. I looked up. Satoru was looking back at me, holding an umbrella up over my head. Confused, I arched an eyebrow. He shrugged. "Just because I'm a juvenile delinquent doesn't mean I don't have any manners."
I smiled even though I tried not to. "Sure, that's why you told me to screw you," I laughed, giving up the fight against his hilarity.
He grinned wolfishly, leaning forward. Before he could reply, though, I was suddenly shoved from my haven of dryness. I shivered as the rain started to drench me all over again. I realized that Akemi was the one responsible and immediately glared. "What the hell was that for?!"
"For taking up my spot."
I then saw that they were all huddled up underneath the umbrella and that I was the only one left out in the cold. Damnit, I thought, rubbing my arms against the cold. You stupid jerk...
Thankfully, before we could get into an all-out war, the bus arrived.
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I arrived back home in an even worse mood than I'd left it. Of course, I got into terrible trouble with my aunt, but I was already pissed off at her so I didn't really feel bad about leaving even though I wasn't supposed to.
Once on the bus, I'd suffered through the forty-five minute ride to the mall with an admirable (or so I thought) grace and dignity. Even after Satoru started hitting on me again and Akemi got into a glaring contest with me.
So of course it would only get worse, right? Oh, and DID it get worse. The gang we were supposed to meet? Yeah, they ended up standing us up, so instead I had to wait while Akemi (who shockingly turned out to be into shopping) bought several movies, CDs, and (even MORE shockingly) books.
But, worst of all, I was forced to watch as they all ate funnel cakes in front of a funnel-less me.
"Ohhhh..." I moaned, slamming my face into my pillow. "Woe is me."
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Mwuah! I'm back, large and in charge! I've been wondering...is anyone willing to draw me up some fanart for this story? I can't draw worth crap, so I'd appreciate it. I'll eventually give links to my own artwork, but expect horrible quality, as I'm afraid any real artistic talent I have is purely in the field of literature.
I've had an idea for a plot twist and character developement, which comes with the next chapter. Guess what happens? Well, I'll give you a clue! (SPOILERS! WARNING!) Someone gets drunk, someone gets touchy-feely with Atsu, and someone gets...kissed. XD
Ah, how I love a good cliffhanger. See you then.
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Special Dedications: To all those that bugged me for months on end to get my lazy ass in gear. And to pinkfluffyoranges - I promise I won't let this be an unfinished story. I've seen too many and been just as disappointed too many times. Email me sometime, chica, I think we could could be good friends! XD