I'm Supposed to Love You?
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Yuyu Hakusho › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
3,658
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Interesting Closet Conversations
Facing the fact that she would probably never get a chance to speak with the young man again, Nozomi turned her attentions to the bottled water she had just picked up from a large bowl when she heard a large ruckus coming from the exit. Taking a closer look, apparently the doors were fully locked and it was impossible to unlock them. As the crowd began to become even more frantic, Nozomi took it upon herself to find a seat as far away from the exit as possible.
Walking towards the edge of the bleachers, she noticed that she wasn’t the only one who had the same idea, Shuichi and his “friends” had apparently decided to take her lead and walk over towards that area. As she sat there studying the people around Shuichi she noticed that it wasn’t the normal group of girls who were all trying to get his phone number, instead it was three other guys. The first being the young man she had met outside of the antique store, tall with medium length black hair, and fabulous, big, brown eyes. She could have just looked into those eyes for years. The next was an even taller young man with striking, almost unnaturally colored, orange hair and blue eyes. He looked like a clumsy idiot, the type of guy she normally wouldn’t bother spending three seconds with (but she would use two seconds to tell him to ‘fuck off’). The third was a shorter young man, almost unreadable with tall spiked black hair, and interesting red eyes. Just by his appearance she could tell that he would be an interesting person to figure out, but he probably wouldn’t care since he was one of Shuichi’s friends which automatically stated that she wasn’t “good enough” for him.
As the young men approached her, they slowly made their way up towards the top of the bleachers. Figured, they’d avoid any contact with her.
“Could I have a word with you Nozomi?” a familiar voice called out. Shaking herself from her thoughts, Nozomi slowly moved her vision from her water to the face of Shuichi.
“What can I do for you?” She replied, praying that he’d invite her to join him and his friends.
“I would like to know if I could talk with you in private for a few moments.”
“Sure, where were you thinking?”
“Follow me,” and with that Shuichi grabbed her arm and quickly dragged her to the nearest utility closet.
“If you are thinking you are going to get something, you have another guess coming.”
“No, but I’d like to know,” he paused for a second, making sure that the door was securely locked. “Does the name Youko Kurama mean anything to you?”
“Shuichi, what game are you playing? I have never met anyone by that name, and I’m betting that I probably won’t know anyone by that name any time soon.”
Out of the darkness, a small chuckle was heard and then Shuichi took a deep breath, “It seems that you have forgotten it all.”
“What do you mean Shuichi? What do you think I-” but before she could finish her sentence she felt a pair of soft, warm lips push up against her own. Standing there, dumbfounded for a few moments Nozomi didn’t know how to react. She had never kissed a guy, nor did she ever want to kiss this guy. If you could call him a guy, to her, he was too effeminate to be a guy. But that was just her opinion.
As she slowly began to realize what was happening, she felt some sort of warmth start to form on her forehead. As she slowly began to realize what was happening, she noticed that Shuichi was pushing her in that spot that was slowly starting to burn. When she finally gained full control of her motion and was able to respond to what was going on, she grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him as hard as she could.
The moment she couldn’t feel him near her, she sprinted towards the door and ran back into the gym, where the commotion was starting to become worse. She had also noticed that the room seemed a lot colder than it had ever been. Actually taking a better look she had noticed a teacher trying to clean a keyboard with a can of compressed air, which just seemed to be turning into steam.
She could see the body heat of every student radiating off of their skin, she could tell who was warmer than the other. She wasn’t the only one noticing this change, many people had started to recognize what was happening and slowly everyone stopped caring about the doors and started freaking out about their current temperature situation.
“FINALLY!” someone called out, being able to open the doors. As the immense heat wave rolled into the room, many people started making their way outside only to find that they weren’t able to breathe and were having problems finding the energy to move. But before anything else could happen, Nozomi started to notice she too was having problems breathing. Grabbing her throat in an effort to tell herself to breathe, she fell to her knees and soon blacked out.
Walking towards the edge of the bleachers, she noticed that she wasn’t the only one who had the same idea, Shuichi and his “friends” had apparently decided to take her lead and walk over towards that area. As she sat there studying the people around Shuichi she noticed that it wasn’t the normal group of girls who were all trying to get his phone number, instead it was three other guys. The first being the young man she had met outside of the antique store, tall with medium length black hair, and fabulous, big, brown eyes. She could have just looked into those eyes for years. The next was an even taller young man with striking, almost unnaturally colored, orange hair and blue eyes. He looked like a clumsy idiot, the type of guy she normally wouldn’t bother spending three seconds with (but she would use two seconds to tell him to ‘fuck off’). The third was a shorter young man, almost unreadable with tall spiked black hair, and interesting red eyes. Just by his appearance she could tell that he would be an interesting person to figure out, but he probably wouldn’t care since he was one of Shuichi’s friends which automatically stated that she wasn’t “good enough” for him.
As the young men approached her, they slowly made their way up towards the top of the bleachers. Figured, they’d avoid any contact with her.
“Could I have a word with you Nozomi?” a familiar voice called out. Shaking herself from her thoughts, Nozomi slowly moved her vision from her water to the face of Shuichi.
“What can I do for you?” She replied, praying that he’d invite her to join him and his friends.
“I would like to know if I could talk with you in private for a few moments.”
“Sure, where were you thinking?”
“Follow me,” and with that Shuichi grabbed her arm and quickly dragged her to the nearest utility closet.
“If you are thinking you are going to get something, you have another guess coming.”
“No, but I’d like to know,” he paused for a second, making sure that the door was securely locked. “Does the name Youko Kurama mean anything to you?”
“Shuichi, what game are you playing? I have never met anyone by that name, and I’m betting that I probably won’t know anyone by that name any time soon.”
Out of the darkness, a small chuckle was heard and then Shuichi took a deep breath, “It seems that you have forgotten it all.”
“What do you mean Shuichi? What do you think I-” but before she could finish her sentence she felt a pair of soft, warm lips push up against her own. Standing there, dumbfounded for a few moments Nozomi didn’t know how to react. She had never kissed a guy, nor did she ever want to kiss this guy. If you could call him a guy, to her, he was too effeminate to be a guy. But that was just her opinion.
As she slowly began to realize what was happening, she felt some sort of warmth start to form on her forehead. As she slowly began to realize what was happening, she noticed that Shuichi was pushing her in that spot that was slowly starting to burn. When she finally gained full control of her motion and was able to respond to what was going on, she grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him as hard as she could.
The moment she couldn’t feel him near her, she sprinted towards the door and ran back into the gym, where the commotion was starting to become worse. She had also noticed that the room seemed a lot colder than it had ever been. Actually taking a better look she had noticed a teacher trying to clean a keyboard with a can of compressed air, which just seemed to be turning into steam.
She could see the body heat of every student radiating off of their skin, she could tell who was warmer than the other. She wasn’t the only one noticing this change, many people had started to recognize what was happening and slowly everyone stopped caring about the doors and started freaking out about their current temperature situation.
“FINALLY!” someone called out, being able to open the doors. As the immense heat wave rolled into the room, many people started making their way outside only to find that they weren’t able to breathe and were having problems finding the energy to move. But before anything else could happen, Nozomi started to notice she too was having problems breathing. Grabbing her throat in an effort to tell herself to breathe, she fell to her knees and soon blacked out.