Yata Misaki was sitting on a closed toilet in one of the stalls of the boy's washroom, skipping class and thinking about the events that happened early with his so called "friends". When suddenly spotted a light coming from the stall next to his.
He decided to take a look, thinking that it's boy's washroom so it's okay. Standing up on the toilet he peeked over to find Fushimi, and his PDA.
"...Fushimi? What are you doing?" He asked.
"!? Wha..."
"Sorry, sorry for surprising you." Yata apologized.
"I saw light so... it's not like you were taking a shit so it's okay right?"
"Don't you have class right now?"
"Get lost." Was the answer he recieved as he turned his PDA back on.
"Woah..." Yata marveled.
"What's that?" He questioned.
"It looks cool, was there something like that included in the PDAs?"
"It's self made." Saruhiko replied.
"Self made!?" He gasped.
"Could my PDA also have something like that?"
"Huh, but it's during class so why is the lock not working?"
"GET LOST ALREADY!" He scowled.
"So-sorry..." He mumbled, retreating back to his own stall and sitting down.
"Uh-uhm, if I'm not annoying you, then is it okay that we talk?" He hesitated.
"Fushimi, do you always skip class on your own?"
Silence...
"Yata-Team, the group I made, I always hung out with them, but... It seems like I was hated by my friends." Yata confessed.
"I do it for them, I thought, but apparently I had been an annoyance."
"It's unfair." He continued.
"The truth is, they told me that they never actually wanted to hang out with me."
"I've been telling you to get lost for a while now, y'know." Saruhiko sighed.
"Uh-" He stuttered.
"Th-that might be, but..."
Maybe it's the same.
How I'm complaining to Fushimi right now.
They used their PDAs to insult me.
Maybe what I'm doing now is the same.
Ah- The way I'm talking right now, I sound just like Fushimi.
How come I complained to Fushimi...
Maybe I thought that if it's Fushimi who doesn't have any friends I complain to, nothing will change anyway..?
If it's like that then I'm being pretty mean.
"Fishing." Said the voice from the next stall.
"...Fishing...?"
"If you wanna see it, then it's okay if you come over."
"If you enter in the normal way." He added.
Yata smiled, excited, he jumped off the toilet and pushed open the door to the other's stall.
"Ooh... so cool..." He exclaimed in amazement, staring at the screen coming out from the PDA.
"You're character is this one?" He asked, pointing at a plain white figure holding an axe.
"How about you give it glasses to wear?"
"..."
"Are you ignoring me or what..." Yata deadpanned.
"Oh, is an competition starting? Your fishing opponent is...?"
"JCube, a game from Jungle." He explained.
"You arrange the cubes, colours, change the parameters and battle with cards."
"There are five cards so if you arrange them in a row, it's a combo."
"Also, because there's the factor of the stimulation's strategy, divide your military power between your own camp and the ground you obtained, and secure your supply line, and so that a revolt won't happen, the pol-"
"Ah, it's okay already, I don't understand anyways." Yata said, cutting him off from the probably endless explanation of the game's strategies.
"You can buy healing and tonic items for a fee." Saruhiko continued.
"...Those delinquents from yesterday, we'll destroy them thoroughly, with my hundred thousand units."
"HUNDRED THOUSAND!?" Yata blurted out.
"There's no way they'll have as much!"
"In other words, this is how we'll retort!" Yata smirked.
"Huh, but don't the third years have class now?"
"With the lock on, they won't be able to play games."
"PDAs with Jungle installed can remove the lock." He clarified.
"Everyone thinks Jungle is just a social network and uses it as such."
"But in reality it's a spyware."
"The security is strong, but Jungle slips through it and invades the system."
"I that's how it is." Yata nodded.
"...I don't get it." He thought.
"Five minutes until class ends." He murmured, looking at the digital clock which read '9:35'.
"If we have five minutes, then it'll take ten."
As the fight signal appeared on the screen, Yata watched as Saruhiko's hands flew across the digital keyboard, repeatedly striking the enemies with a wicked smile on his face.
"So fast..." He thought, eyes wide.
"This guy is scary..."
"But amazing!"
"Fushimi is amazing!"
"Ahhhh, so that's what happened!" I exclaimed after hearing the story of what happened in the bathroom stalls between those during last period, chewing my gum and blowing a bubble with a loud pop, watching Yata slightly flinch because of it. I was kinda bummed about not being there to witness the huge step that Saruhiko took in terms of socializing with people, but it was the boy's washroom after all, and I, unlike some people *coughcough* actually go to class.
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Denial and Betrayal - Fushimi Saruhiko x OC
Fanfiction"We're together in our Lost Small World" Growing up. From Red to Blue. From Friends to Lovers.
