From A-Z, and Everything in Between

the bread fic

It was a disaster. Everything had gone horribly wrong. First, the alarm hadn't gone off, so he slept way too late. Then, he put his uniform on backwards and nearly walked out of the house like that. And now, to his horror, he discovered he had left his lunchbox on the counter. Soraru was having a very bad day. He sighed, shoving his bag to the wall and sitting down in the hall. It wasn't long before an annoyingly bright ray of sunshine was running over to him.

"Me pingy!"Mafu yelled a little bit too loudly.

People turned their heads in the hall, knowing this was normal. It was just their two gay classmates having lunch together.

"Oh boy..." Soraru said. "I sure am glad to see you."

"Soraru-san, where's your lunch??????!" Mafu screamed.

Soraru got real sad. "I forgot it at home." He pouted.

Mafu pulled out a piece of bread in a plastic bag from his school bag. Soraru looked confused.

"What is that?" Soraru asked.

"It's my lunch. We'll share it," Mafu said proudly.

Soraru gave him a blank stare. "It's literally just a piece of bread."

Mafu nodded, knowing fully well the extent of his lunch. This piece of bread was enough to sustain a city. Because it was Mafu's bread. And he had given it a portion of his amazing magical powers. Soraru wasn't buying his bullshit.

"You are going to starve and die alone," Soraru said.

"You are going to starve if you don't eat my bread," Mafu pointed out.

Soraru couldn't argue with that logic. He shrugged, admitting defeat to Mafu's magical bread. Mafu grinned and took a seat on the floor beside him.

Mafu began to pull off the crust of the piece of bread. Soraru just watched, not really questioning it. Once Mafu finished his crust ring, he put one end into his mouth and shoved the other end towards Soraru's face.

"Come on, it's like the dog movie," Mafu said, crust hanging slightly out of the side of his mouth.

Soraru looked from the piece of crust to Mafu's face a couple of times before shrugging. He accepted Mafu's offer. The two started munching on the crust. When suddenly, Soraru pulled his head back and snapped it in two.

Mafu was very disappointed. All he wanted was to be like the dog movie.

"Sowaru-shan, why'dyu do dat??" Mafu whined through a mouthful of crust.

"Because that's really gay," Soraru said.

"But you're really gay!" Mafu exclaimed.

"No," Soraru said. He paused. "I'm only gay for you."

Mafu was flattered. "It's because I'm the bestest boi in the whole world, isn't it?"

"Well, no, but okay," Soraru said.

Just then, Soraru felt a strange sensation flow through his body. As he pondered the strange feeling, a guy suddenly walked by. And in that moment, Soraru felt the full, enthralling power of gay pride fill the walking corpse of his sleep deprived self.

"Wow," He said aloud to himself. "I am really, really, attracted to guys."

Mafu nearly choked on his bread, "Mwhaft??"

Soraru stood up and looked at his hands, they were shaking from trying to contain the amount of homosexuality coursing through his bloodstream.

"Mafu," he started, "what was in that bread of yours..? I feel so different, I feel..." Soraru tried to find the words to describe the internal experience of whatever kind of high the bread had brought him.