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Enemies for life
Even though he and I fought many of times
The truth came down to this we never hated each other
We just had to pretend like we hated one another
Yet the truth was we actually loved one another
It didn't seem like it at first but oh we love each other so much
And in the end the one I love had to pay the price
I know people said he deserve what he got but wasn't really necessarily to kill him like that?
He never wanted to live in this world in beginning
- Kyo
Love Is Love Arc 1: Striking The Distance
Chapter 3: The Promise
Life in California was far different than it was in Nerima.
Ever since I met Messiah, there were still unexplainable dreams to be solve, and nightmares to dispel, and wishes to exorcize, and people to get payback on like my sister. As I got up from my bed, I proceeded doing morning routine which consists fixing my bed, eating breakfast, brushing teeth, putting on clothes, and riding on my bike to school.
I'm honor to say, I managed to finished before 7: 50 a.m. came around. I've a schedule which has deadline at 8:00 a.m. which I managed to finished in a blink of an eye. Everything was nice and organized including myself if I say so. I dressed in white jersey sleeveless shirt, khaki shorts, and black and white All Star Converse. I wasn't scrawny or muscular but just right so if someone sees my skin I wasn't really embarrassed. I had nothing to hide or be ashamed of so I'm very comfortable showing off my skin. Yet if mom would see me than she would told to cover up since I'm showing too much cleavage. So what if I'm showing off so skin it doesn't mean anything? At least I would have girls and boys staring or should I say Messiah. I'm bisexual. But I prefer guys mostly but back in Nerima I'd something with a girl who was remarkably beautiful.
Despite how gorgeous she presented herself to be, I loved her not only for her looks but her personality as well. She was my everything, leaving Nerima, just crushed her and myself as well. I did everything I could do in my own way however even my persuasion didn't make mom or dad think otherwise about leaving Japan. Assume also, moving around wasn't such a big deal for them, before I was even born, they moved around multiple places; from United Kingdom to Canada, Korea to China, United States to Mexico, and so on. They must have been everywhere around the world by now,
By all means they were more like gypies than Japanese. I didn't understand why we were moving now, I was having good life living in Japan! Actually, for once in my life I had friends. I didn't have to worry about moving however I was quite mistaken. Already too late, were in California!
No offense to any Californians but I rather be in Japan! I was alone again. Even though I met Messiah there wasn't any guarantee we would be friends, better yet a person that I would hang out with! I has nothing against Messiah but when I was around him, he may be weird. When I was around him, a frission of excitement overtake my entire body as a whole.
Ideally, I would be excited yet Messiah, he didn't seem like the type of guy who would be okay if one of his friends was gay. If he knew I was gay, there is a perchance he would never want to associate himself with me. I am implying Messiah is homophobic.
You know how straight guys are they don't mess with anyone remotely on the gaydar! I know this because it happened to me before. Back in Japan, during Jr. High School, I had this friend who was really close to me, be as it may seem we were brothers, we always were together. We went everywhere together, either it be each other's houses or hanging out with our other friends. More to point being, we were more than just friends, we had confide in each other more than anyone else in the world has ever would known! God forbid me for saying this but I love my friend dearly. Dear God I even loved him more than just a friend. Bottom line is we had a fling, we even made out occasionally, but we were inclusive only to each other. We even had sex. Yes, sex!
Admittedly, it was fucking amazing! However overtime as we graduated, there was rumor spreading like wildfire that my friend was gay. Even with his constant declaration he was straight and his share of girlfriends, notwithstanding his evidence, many still believed he was gay. Little to no effort, I told not only everyone I was gay however they merely laugh it up and told me that it was a fib I was sprouting.
My friend he was thankful that I tried to help him out but he didn't want my pity, adding on he didn't want anything to do with me because my gayness would affect him. I was shock beyond words could be describe, if anyone was gayest among the two of us, it is him, I mean hr suggested we should be friends with benefits, I never thought of anything.
Even today, he is being someone he isn't, pretending he is straight to impress his friends and make his family happy. But underneath he isn't really isn't happy. Overall, he is miserable and always will be if he continue to live like he is now.
I am going to be overly cautious around Messia because I don't want to do anything I regret. Or, get my hopes up. This happen to me once before, I thought this guy and I had this chemistry, he really made me believe we could be more than just friends yet, once again, he never had any intentions on being together. Which on the contrary sound very absurd.
Why bother telling me we could be this and that? Had never found the reason why however nowadays I don't fall in love with so easily, I have standards and expectations. Back then I used to fall helplessly in love with anyone who I spend quality time with and made me think we had something however realistically despite how much we spend time together it was nothing but fabrication or a mistaken. I don't want to be mistaje ever again.
This is what happens when you are led one by someone who never intentionally ever plans on being with your or are afraid to be seen with because they are ashamed to be known as gay. I know for sure I am bisexual because I also had sex with my girlfriend, well, ex girlfriend.
We ended up breaiin because long distant relationships never seem to work.I knew this from experience, I was dating this Korean girl and man we are hopelessly in love with each other, some even called us: Fools In Love. I mean I was fatuous fool alright but even so, I planned on spending remainder of my life with her however we ended up breaking up. We had major drama. Too much to keep count at that. Rather fixing the drama we shared between us, she suggested we go pur separate ways because together we ended up only hurting each other in the process.
Willingly I agreed with her, despite my heart telling me I had wanted to make this relationship work. I was scared, I mean I knew I love her but then again, the fear of losing her coursed through my body, I could do that anymore, this is reason why I left her go.
That is why I am uncertain, I don't know if it is good idea to pursue Messiah. For all I know he could be homophobic which makes me really nervous. Or, worse, he could have a girlfriend! Which sounds worse? Presumably, I say both.
Then again life is about taking chances and as it so just happened, I am taking a chance. Yesterday when I met Messiah, we has only exchange names but he seem pretty dedicate to basketball so why not go walking to basketball courts again. To see what he is doing of course. Maybe, just maybe we can play basketball together.
Yeah, basketball is fun! I love the sport! Irony of it all was I actually met someone who has a similar interest as me. I am shock really. You see making friends is hard for me definitely when coming to a new country, you don't know what to suspect or know what may happen either. Which scares me half to death.
Well, it's too late now! Here I go world! I, Kyo Yoshida would prove everyone wrong! By going out into the unknown world, only if I could find out where the hell that park was.
As I left house, I began walking in any which way I had remembered. Lucklessly, I figured I should go home but I was fucking lost! Had absolutely no idea where hell I was. Rummaging through my phone to call or even text my parents for help yet neither asked therefore I called house phone.
I waited less than a few seconds then line on other end finally picked up.
"Hello? Mom! Dad! It's me Kyo—" I sounded urgent, desperate even.
"Heeehee! It's my big brother!" I soon grew deathly pale. Why the fuck is Lucy answering the phone.
"Is he an idiot?" Sniggered a childish voice in the background,
Anger coursed through me, I clenched my hands and teeth together as kindly muster out, "Dear sissy Lucy, can you please put mom or dad on the phone please? Big brother is sort of lost."
"I don't know!" No intend on helping me, she continued to play around which only irk me further.
"Lucy, come on!" I had to shout to get my fucking point across, if I hadn't she wouldn't understand otherwise.
"Why should I help you?"
"Because—" I started off but soon was cut off.
"Yeah why should she help!" Multiple of childish voices parrotted.
"Who heck is that?" I meant to say hell but if I did, Lucy would surely tattle so I had to keep my words G rated.
"My friends," Uh no, here she goes again. "Unlike you, I actually have friends!"
"And I care why?" I totally could careless if she has friends or not.
"I mean, me and my friends are best buds," She bragged on.
"Shut up braggart!" I retorted, cantankerously.
"Ooh I am telling on you!" Ooh I am trembling in my shoes!
"Is that suppose to scare me? Consider this sis, nobody likes a tattle tell." I jeered, jocularly.
"I hate you!" She screamed.
"Hey—"
"You play too much! Don't ever talk to me ever again!"
"But—"
Already too late as it is, she hanged up on me.
Inwardly, I cursed to myself. To let off some anger I even kick a fallen tree branch that was on ground. "Damn it all," I swore, icily as collapsed on grass. Gazing up at the sky above, I wish I could take back what I has said to Lucy however it was too late. "I didn't mean it, damn it!"
"What did the tree branch ever did to you, man?" A familiar voice mused, chuckling.
"Who the—?" I turned around to see Messiah shirtless, grinning at me. "Hey, good to see you!" I said, casually as continue to gaze at the sky.
"Mind if I join you?" He asked. God, you can join me anytime you want, sexy!
"Sure," I said, is all I said without sounding too desperate.
He made his way over to me, I tried my best not to faint.
"So," He started up again. "Are you a basketball player?"
"Yeah." I answered.
"Good," He breathed out, relief. "You aren't a rookie then."
Was he just going to talk about basketball? If so, not to be a bore but I wanted him to talk about something else, perhaps like his interests, maybe? Then again, what hell am I thinking? This isn't a date! We are just two guys talking about basketball.
"How good are you?" Ooh baby that's what I am talking about! More flirting he does the better! He is flirting, right? "I mean like nobody can touch your shit, you feel me?" Okay, I was so wrong! He ain't flirting! He's talking about basketball, again!
"I am pretty good." I supposed.
"Yessss!" He cheered, pumping his fist up.
"If you don't mind me asking, what are you "yes-ing" for?" If English teacher back in Japan could hear me now, she would definitely scold me for making up the word yes-ing.
"Well for one I actually I found a player to be on basketball team!" He acclaimed, cheerily.
"I am?" I gawked.
"Course'!" Messiah grinned, wrapping his shoulder around me. Awkwardly, I return the grin as best if possible, but highly doubt my grin was as charming as Messiah's. I smiled lopsidedly at him, grateful he solely invited me on team without asking my permission. I didn't know if I should be happy or angry.
"Capt'n," A fussy voice butted in. "It's an' emergency!"
"What is it?" Messiah looked to the possible person who could be his friend, a teammate, or worse potential love interest. Gosh, it could be any of the possibilities! Any guy or gal would love to have Messiah! Look at him he's not only gorgeous however has good nature personality and easy to talk to. Who wouldn't want him?
A coltish light skinned teenage boy, perhaps same age as me and Messiah had a concern look on his face. Beads of sweat cascaded from the side of his face as he panted, breathlessly for air. His sandy brown natural framing his straight nose and deep-set eyes.
"The Konvicts, Kamiaks, Lovelace, and Anemone are at it again!" The concern looking teen fussed.
"Where are they Gio?" Messiah asked as he began walking.
Assuming it is alright if I followed, I kept my distance from behind the two as they walk along.
"Their at Mickey D's a fight is bout' to start! You got to stop it capt'n before someone get hurt! Please, my brothers are there, bruh! They ain't goin' to back down from a fight unless you reason with them, please help a brother out!" Gio implored Messiah to help him.
"I getting tired of this bullshit, Gio, but alright I will help but there isn't any guarantee anything I say would help!" Messiah agreed to help youthful teen out.
"Thank you, capt'n." The youthful teen thanked his captain for his assistance.
"No problem, anyways, Gio this Kyo, he's one of our new starters for the basketball and Kyo this is my friend Gio, we go way back." It was good that Messiah introduce each other to us because if I had met him by myself, on my own, I wouldn't know what to say.
"It's good to meet you, Kyo, were officially bros! Put it there!" Gio acknowledged me, extending his fist out.
"Same." I nodded and bumped my fist in his. This is first time someone has ever call me their bro.
"Come on guys, get a move on!" Messiah called out to us.
"Coming!" Gio called back. He smiled warmly at me and motion to follow after him. And I did. I didn't know what I was getting myself into but whatever it was, at the time I really wasn't thinking. All I care about is that I had actual friends for once which I planned on keeping.
We cut through neighborhoods, including cul de sacs to get to the destination called Mickey D's. An absentminded smile bloomed across my face as we continued to run in direction where Mickey D's was located. Stationed in the middle where there were other establishments such as Smog & Go, Del Taco, and many more laid Mickey D's. I stood there, gazing at the fine establishment, engulfing smell of french fires and burgers in my nostrils. Ah, McDonalds! I love this place. Even though we barely ate there as a family, I loved going there to eat however the traditional family like parents are, we eat home cook meals which mom and dad, sometimes even grandma or grandpa cooks even.
"Come on, bruh, don't just stand there like a friggin' scarecrow, get your ass in here!" Messiah commanded, pulling me by hand. Oh my goodness, we are holding hands! I could just cream my pants but they would be gross!
"Yeah sorry about that!" I replied, returning to my senses. Once Messiah deemed it was okay to let go of my hand, he did, which made me little sad, I wanted him to hold my hand little longer if possible.
"Get your head out of clouds, man, stay alert!" Gio pounded his fist to my chest.
"Got it." I responded, walking beside Messiah and Gio.
Overcrowded. That is one word to describe McDonalds.
"Damn, everyone and their fucking mama is here!" Messiah commented, irritably. I sniggered.
"What the fuck? Don't play stupid now, you know what the fuck you did!" A stentorian voice resonated throughout McDonalds.
"And if I did say what you claim I supposedly did, what the hell are you going to do about it?" Fuck, shit was going down.
"You niggahs are always fighting over so dumbass shit!" Somebody said, but this voice was feminine and loud, which frankly didn't give a damn.
"Niggahs are dumb nowadays, girl!" Another feminine voice chortled, clapping her hand with another female in agreement.
All out once, all the voices began to talk at once causing a loud uproar in Mcdonalds.
"They are ov'er there, follow me." Gio motioned for me and Messiah to follow which we did. Moving pass the multitude of people wasn't easy as it look however Messiah, including, Gio push pass large quantity of individuals that were in their way with no care in the world. Occasionally, I politely said excuse me to get pass, but even with my politeness, a humongous population of people swarm my way.
"Hey, whatcha doin, come on men!" Messiah snapped, impatiently at me.
"I-I am sorry I...!" I spluttered, unaware what to say. Standing there like a fatuous fool, devising a strategy to keep up with Messiah and Gio without holding them down because I was incapable of keeping up.
Heatedly, Messiah stopped moving for awhile then charged where I was to retrieve me. "If you can't keep up, hold my hand," He asserted, frowning. "And if you can't do that then I will wait for you! We never leave teammate behind, got that?" Stupidly, I nodded my head. "Then come on, here," Offering his hand out for me to grasp was like a dream, I didn't waste time either, I placed my hand on his.
"Your hands are awfully small." I noticed, chuckling. Strangely weird for me to say this but I thought it was cute.
"You're weird, man," muttered Messiah, lowly. "But I like you."
"Really," I looked taken aback. "You aren't lying are you?"
"Why would I lie?" He queried.
"I don't know." I had nothing else to say besides this. Idiotically, I didn't understand why I even bother saying that, sometimes, I just blurt things unintentionally.
"I never lie to a teammate, remember that." He reminded me.
Nothing further was said because we ended up arriving sooner than expected. Hopefully, we wouldn't have to fight, I mean I wasn't technically a fighter. I am not saying I can't fight because I can, it just that I would rather have no violence. If it resolves to violence, I would surely fight alongside Messiah and Gio to the best of my ability.
"Guys what the hell?" Gio gawked, tempestuously. He stood in the middle where there was two males and females were! Under the assumption, I thought each of them were in a gang however that's quite unlikely. Why would there be four separate gangs? It sounds ridiculous. If anything they should be in a gang together after all they are friends, right?
"Well look who it is guys, remember Sunny?" Messiah naturally walked over, placed a hand over Gio's shoulder, grinning like a madman. I stood there mutely, unable to say anything.
"Get your hands off me c'ptain!" Gio yelled, not unkindly, just loudly. He didn't like anyone touching him, it made him feel weird. They all look same just as when they were younger, he gave each of his childhood playmate a sad smile. "Carly, Harpy, Dave, Jeoff, long time no see, huh?" He rubbed back of his head sheepishly.
"Sunny, oh Sunny!" Beautiful, outspoken, Carly pulled Gio into a tender embrace. "I missed you so much Sunny!" She really did missed her sweet Sunny so much.
"You're beautiful as I remember," As a kind gesture, Gio placed his hand on her cheek softly and caressed her dark chocolate skin. Casting a side glance at his other childhood friends, he pulled away from Carly then hold his hands out for them. "Well, don't just stand there, aren't you going to give me a hug?" Seriously, are they just going to leave him hanging? "I missed you guys so much, so show me some love!" Beckoning his childhood playmates forward, unconsciously they found themselves draw into a hug.
"Damn Gio, you look different!" Both Dave and Jeoff gasped in unison.
"Well you too look different as well!" Gio commented, noticing Dave and Jeoff both were taller and masculine. He also noticed Jeoff had a darker complexion, brown dull eyes, and an afro whereas Dave, he had piercing, steel grey penetrate your heart, black shaggy hair that is half past his neck, and olive skin.
"Sunny, you're cute as button as ever!" Oh sweet mama! Now, look, what we have here! Well if it isn't Harper! Now Harper isn't just any girl! She is feisty, Latina girl, Gio had crushed on since elementary school. Unlike her to have her hair curly because usually she would leave it disheveled or straight, but either way, she looked naturally beautiful regardless if she styled her hair or not. She had beautiful complexion with no oil or blemishes on her face, a photogenic smile, clear pearly white teeth, and a petite frame.
"You're hot as ever!" Undeniable to say Harpy wasn't hot when in fact, she total babe. Gio couldn't help but keep his eyes off her.
"Who is that cutie over there?" Harpy cast me a coquettish smile.
"His name is—" Messiah about to tell her but she quickly cut him off.
"I didn't ask you Dockery, I asked the fine gentleman beside you!" She retorted, gesturing towards me. Abruptly, I could feel the room tense up.
"If you have anything asked me, besides he's my buddy, I don't want him to get hurt by little tramp such as yourself!" snorted Messiah, rudely.
SMACK!
Already certain that was a slap to face and hurt like a fucking bitch, I glanced over towards Messiah to see if he was okay. He was okay, there just was a huge hand print on his cheek. Pretty sure it stung too.
"Messiah are you—" Unknown what I should do right now, at first, I asked if Messiah was okay then looked at Harpy. "Why did you do that?" I blurted out, aloud. I needed to know, I had to know.
"Because your "so called captain" over there is a bastard that's why!" She seethed, hotly.
"She's a fucking tramp, she cheated on me!" Messiah accused, glaring murderously at him.
"Fuck you, Messiah, fuck you!" Vehemently, she cursed at Messiah as Dave, Gio, and Jeoff led her towards the exit.
Carly glowered at Messiah and shook her head. "Can you see that she is eating herself up about it, why can't you forgive her!" Forgiven and forget is always good thing but sometimes it is hard to leave things well it is when you're feeling sometimes of way.
"She slept with that bastard on her free will, Carly, I won't forgive her for shit!" Messiah shouted loudly as he cast me a sympathetic look, as if he was apologizing for what I had seen earlier. I could clearly tell he was hurt. If I could, I would, gladly help him in whatever means possible however I was useless to Messiah, I didn't know what to do.
"Hey, want to get a bite to eat, were at Mickey D's after all, I will pay." Offering to pay comes naturally to me, no matter where I am I always insist on paying for others.
"Nah man, thanks, anyway but I think I should be goin' home." My little heart just shattered into pieces when he politely decline my offer.
"I- I..." Struggling to speak, I looked stupid for trying to make a conversation with Messiah. "...d-don't go..."
In less than a minute later, Messiah walked passed me, slamming his against my back, and grinned brightly, "I will stay for you but you're paying!"
"No need to worry, I got big bucks!" I boasted, proudly. I had money so it didn't mattered if I spend it all in one day because usually my parents will give me money.
"Lucky you, I got to work my ass off even then I still don't get much." Messiah scowled as we walked towards the cash register to order our food.
"What do you mean?" I prodded him in his stomach.
"I have to pay bills that's what I mean." He informed me.
After this was said, neither of us said anything until we finished ordering our food and headed to a table to eat.
"Look, Messiah I am sorry, I didn't know your predicament." I apologized, relieved I was getting this off my chest.
"It ain't a big deal, bruh, I mean I am used to it." Naturally, Messiah didn't seem to be peeve at all, he looked nonchalant. This made me liked him even more. "You are pretty cool dude, man, I am glad that I met you." I found myself turning red. "I think we are going to start winning some basketball games finally, we finally found you." At this point, I would've kissed Messiah right then and there but I learned to control my instincts so I remained seated, grinning merrily as my new friend.
"Alright, tomorrow, meet me at basketball courts, we will go to school together." He figured it is best to show his new teammate around school so he wouldn't get lost. More importantly, he needed to introduced the other members to Kyo so they can get to know each other. "Also," He added before he leaned in closer to my face. "Don't look, talk, or even be near Harper, got it?"
"Who's Harper?" I asked, dumbly.
"The crazy broad that was yelling at me, her name is Harper, and she is contagious. She will lure you in and spit you out once she is finished with you." By way Messiah describe Harper to me, it made her seem like she was some type of monster. I wondered, how can a cute girl such as Harper, be a monster? "I know what you thinking man, she's hot but don't let her looks fool you. She cheated on me, Kyo!" Part of me felt like this was only half of the story. Messiah was leaving out some important details. "I fucking love her, man and..." He gave me a grimace of pain. Tears stubbornly clung on the corners of his eyes threatening to fall. "And she betrayed me, my sleeping with one of my hommies!"
Fuck, that must have hurt like hell!
"I don't what to say." I hate to say this, but I really didn't know what to tell Messiah.
"You don't have to say anything, just promise me that you won't associate with Harper. Promise me, Kyo." Messiah replied back, with utmost seriousness.
"I promise." I said, smiling at Messiah.
Little did I know, I may not be able to keep the promise I shared with Messiah, even so I couldn't just say no. I figured if I did, Messiah would not only be furious but I would loose him. Of all the shit I had been through, I consider I should finally do something for myself, for once, and being friends with Messiah was part of this. I needed him and he needed me.
"Great!" Messiah was stoked. I could tell by way his face lit up with happiness.
In a momentary lack of alertness (on his part) Messiah tripped on air and almost fell on his face however I grabbed on to his hand rather quickly, helping him maintain balance.
To be continued. . .
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