Destiny (A Minecraft Youtuber Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirty: Deluxe4

I followed Kenny, Preston and Vikk at a distance, doubting whether I should be here at all. The three of them walked briskly, eager for the fight. However, I was hesitant to attack. Although I would never admit it to anyone, learning that I had died was really fucking with my mind. It didn't help that the last thing I remembered from before I was killed was leaving D20 alone.

And kissing him.

The gesture wasn't premeditated, but it just felt natural. I knew that we were fucked and D20 knew it too. I didn't even know what I had meant by it. D20 and I had been friends since elementary school, and even though I loved my brother from another mother, it was only as a friend and nothing more.

It was actually because of D20 that I had even come on this attack. I was hoping, against all odds, that D20 had come back like G and I. It was a long shot that he'd be in the peaceful group, but it seemed to fit him best. My mission was not to hurt anyone unless I needed to, find D20 if he was here, and talk to him again. Hopefully this fuckin' stupid ass game wouldn't make me hurt him.

"There it is!" Preston yelled, excited as always. A small village came into view as the trees parted. We picked up speed and ran at the town. I followed Kenny deeper into their base, leaving Vikk and Preston to fight Lachlan, Mitch and Jerome.

"There," Kenny said and pointed to a tiny wooden house. He pulled back the string of his bow and launched an arrow at the window. The glass shattered and the person sitting beside it disappeared from view. The figure reappeared, looked at us and moments later came out the door.

"I'm going to go around the back. There are probably more people inside." I said to Kenny. I veered right and ran behind a building adjacent to the one we were attacking. I found a back door and tried to open it, but something was blocking it from the other side. I backed up and then rammed my shoulder into the oak. There was a yelp from behind it as it broke off its hinges and collapsed into the house.

I drew my sword and entered the house cautiously. D20 was leaning against the opposite door, gripping his side tightly and gazing up at me with pain in his eyes. I approached him slowly and squatted down next to him. I wrapped my arms around his smaller frame and felt his free arm wrap around my neck. He pushed his head into my shoulder and I felt him shake as he cried.

"I'm so sorry I left you..." I paused. "...to die."

"You didn't leave me. I told you to leave, to save yourself."

"Well it didn't matter," I laughed slightly even though it wasn't really funny. "I died that day anyways."

His grip on my neck loosened and I backed away to take a seat on the bed. D20 joined me.

"Is that where you got stabbed?" I asked as I gestured to his wound.

"I think so. I don't really remember exactly how I died, but I think it was Mitch. More importantly though. Why don't you want to kill me? Or me kill you?"

"I don't know. Maybe the game fucked up." There was a second of silence until I broke it with the topic. "D20, about the kiss-"

He cut me off, "Deluxe, you don't need to explain. It was just in the moment and I get that." His face was red with embarrassment and I figured that mine looked the same.

"But that's the thing, D20, I don't know if it was just in the moment." If my face wasn't already red, I was definitely blushing now.

D20 stared down at his hands and didn't speak. The sound of swords clashing outside had stopped and I wondered what was going on. Finally words escaped his lips, quiet and unsure, "So, are you gay?"

I didn't know how to reply because I wasn't sure if I was. I couldn't put a label on my feelings yet, except that they were very strong for D20.

He raised his face and looked into my eyes and spoke, "I am."

I closed my eyes and leaned forward to push my lips to his. I found his hand and squeezed it just as the door banged open with a loud crash.

"What the hell?" Speedy yelled.

D20 and I separated instantly. I sprang to my feet and drew my sword, pointing it at Speedy who did the same.

"No!" D20 screamed and stepped between us.

"He's on the other team, D20. What the hell were you thinking? You were supposed to kill him." Speedy said angrily.

"And I should be killing you." I said through gritted teeth. My thoughts were of pure rage for Speedy. He was an enemy who deserved to be slaughtered and I would be the one to do it. I lunged for him and D20 jumped out of the way. Speedy blocked my jab and slashed at my stomach. I stepped back out of the sword's reach and went in for another strike. I caught his arm and crimson blood seeped from the large gash. He stepped back and stumbled out the door. I thought of following, but D20 grabbed my jacket and held me back.

"If you follow him, the rest of my group will kill you. Get out while you can." He pushed me to the back door and I reluctantly obeyed his orders. I ran into the forest unsure of where I was or where I was going.