Radiant Blaze - BlazaFor1

Part XVII - Not Great Timing You-

Published: June 2, 2023
Words: 1273

Uhhh idk im eepy af
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{Blaza PoV}

Two weeks passed by easily, despite Socks's efforts of trying to get better quicker, he had to stay the full two weeks before the doctors would actually let him leave.

It was now January 8th, I was not excited to start school again, especially at a new school. But Socks assured me that it would be fine, I didn't think so but it wasn't argument worthy.

We were currently out on a walk, the weather (surprisingly) was starting to clear up, it was just the right temperature for me but Socks was still cold.

My phone started ringing in my sweater pocket, I pulled it out and checked the number, ***-***-****. I showed Socks and asked him if he knew the number.

"No- Oh wait! That's the president's number! Oh sorry, not the actual president.. pick up!"

I picked up the phone and waited for someone to speak.

"Hi- Yeah, hello. Blaza, right?"

"Uhm yeah, that's me."

"Katani Himada, president of Aidoru Agency. We've decided you're a good fit for our agency, how's about being and idol?"

"KATANI-SAN!! NOT THE TIME!!!" Socks shouted from behind me, I guess I had set the call to speaker.

"Fuck, I forgot you just got out of the hospital.. well kid, the choice is yours."

"I.. uhm.." to be honest, I didn't want to. Seeing what could happen to me if I did from the experience with Socks I was unsure. I looked back at Socks and he just shrugged at me.

"Uhm.. I'll think about it..."

"Oh! Great. You can come to our next meeting tomorrow. Surely Socks can take you."

"THAT WAS NOT GREAT TIMING ON YOUR PART YOU OVERPAID SHIT!"

I hung up and immediately asked Socks why he hated the "president" so much.

"He keeps giving me the lead in all of our performances even though he knows I'm insecure about performing."

"..."

"And I have trouble memorizing our lines, especially in mixed languages.. but he let me write and choreograph our outfit debut!"

"Congratulations..?"

"Oh god.. I haven't even started.."

"Mabye you could teach me? That could help both you and I prepare if I'm doing it.."

Socks immediately looked away with a soft pink tint on his cheeks, "Oh.. I'm not sure.. ah.. okay." that was a quick change if opinion..

"I guess we should head home then.." I mumbled as I shoved my phone back in my pocket.

Socks ran back over to me and we started talking about the job opportunity, Socks told me about aspects to take into consideration: the tiring movements, internet discoverability, the questionable and uncomfortable outfits, the pay.. but deep down, none of that mattered to me. To be completely honest, I was just happy I could support Socks in what he does and make him more comfortable with his job.

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Once we had gotten back to the house, we went up to Sock's room or.. our room I guess... He started to explain the stage layout and how the dances weren't actually dances and more like heavy expressions. (Tbh had hired someone to clean out all of the blood from the entrance.)

He pulled out one of his outfits that he wore, it was definitely not what casual attire would be considered as.. but that entire side of his closet was out of the ordinary.

After a while of him teaching me different aspects of the shows, he stopped and tried to show me how to do one.

"Okay, put your left hand here, right over there and cross them."

I couldn't believe I was already struggling with instructions that simple, but eventually I just tripped and fell on my shoulder.

"Damn.. I didn't think you were that old." Socks said in a sarcastic tone while leaning over me.

"I- Hey! You're only like 8 months younger than me!"

"Still old as far as I'm concerned."

I got up and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him towards me, that backfired and we both fell back onto Socks's bed, I winced when he landed directly on my chest.

I opened my eyes to see him awkwardly close to my face, I immediately felt my face heat up. God why does he make me feel like this.. he is pretty cute though. I really wonder if he likes me back... mabye I should ask? But when should I.. Agh! Why is this so hard!!

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{Socks PoV}

"Damn, I didn't think you were that old." I said while looming over Blaza, he had tripped over his own feet on one of the simplest moves.

"I- Hey! You're only 8 months younger than me!"

"Still old as far as I'm concerned." I said jokingly.

He jumped up and pulled me towards him, I tripped and accidentally pushed him back on the bed, surprisingly, my stomach didn't hurt at all when I fell on him.

The room went silent for a minute aside from our quiet breathing. I could feel the warmth of Blaza's chest pressed against mine but I didn't dare to move at all. That smile.. it was almost infectious. It made me feel weird whenever I saw him smile..

Blaza sat up, pulling me up with him, I got off him awkwardly and sat on the bed beside him. I reached over to my sketchbook and my pen and flipped through it for a blank page to start sketching the outfits.. I needed to work on those.

"Wait.. was that me?"

Shit. I forgot I had sketched him on several different pages.. he was just usually on my mind and.. I.. uhm..

"I- Uhm.. I-I just think you're an easy reference..!"

"Well, they looked good anyways!"

"T-Thank you.."

I got to a blank page and started on the bases, we needed 2 different sets of clothes for each person.. thats 6 people so 12 outfits..

...

I had the first rotation of rough sketches done when my hands started to hurt. I set down my pen and sketchbook to the side and flopped backwards on my bed.

I looked at what Blaza was doing, he had vanished and was out of the room now. I got up and decided I would try and figure out where he was. I guess I was too focused on my sketching to see where he went.

I couldn't find him not matter where I looked, the only place that I hadn't was the basement and I didn't even show him the basement. Either way, I opened the basement door and turned on the light, I didn't know why he would be here even if he had found it.

"Fricking box! Why did I put that so h-"

The stairs creaked and Blaza spun around to look at me, sighing when he saw that it was me and not some demon.

"Oh, it's just you! Heh.. I'm just getting the gifts I had for you out of this dang closet."

"Oh! I'll go get mine then!"

I completely forgot about those, when I turned around though, Blaza was completely buried in boxes, I stifled a laugh and went into the garage. I had ran out of room on the garage shelf so I shoved some boxes in the closet, all mine though so Tb wouldn't miss anything of his.

I opened it and pulled out most of the boxes and took them to the living room. I waited for Blaza to come back for a while.. I guess he would eventually come.
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