Opposites Attract

★·.·'¯'·.·★ Chapter 3 ★·.·'¯'·.·★

Thank You

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What would you do if your dear friend decided, just for the hell of it, to sneak into your bedroom at five in the morning, waking you up by jumping on you, and tickling you like there's no tomorrow? If you answered something like tackling them to the ground, grabbing the dagger out from under your pillows, pointing it at your friend's balls, and threatening to castrate him, then we are gonna get along very well. If you didn't, the door's right behind you.

It was around five-thirty in the morning when I proceeded to go to my kitchen, leaving Hibiki in my room, scared shitless with a dagger through his pants, millimeters away from his jewels, that stuck him on the ground of my bedroom.

That'll teach him not to fuck with me at five in the morning..

I made a beeline for the coffee pot and proceeded to brew myself some strong-ass coffee. While the coffee was brewing, I went to the pantry and grabbed some bagels, then to the fridge to grab some cream cheese. I simultaneously toasted the bagel in the toaster, poured and mixed a mug of coffee and filled a thermos up also, and applied cheese to the bagels after they've toasted. I was all done and set the food on a tray in three minutes flat so then I headed back up to my room.

Silently opening the door to my bedchambers, I used one hand to balance the tray on my palm and the other to open and close doors. I got to my bedroom door, opening it. The coat rack beside the door still held my leather jacket from last night and I pulled out the foldable dagger hidden in its pockets and unlocked it.

I kept walking in, the mini hallway leading me to a view of Hibiki struggling to dislodge the dagger on the ground keeping him hostage. It's not that Hibiki wasn't strong enough to pull out the dagger, I just may or may not have positioned it in a cruel way that if he moved it, could cut his balls in half.

I was practically laughing inside as I watched Hibiki struggling miserably.

Like I said, don't fuck with me so early in the godsdamned morning.

Deciding that I've had enough fun and revenge, I lifted the dagger and threw it towards Hibiki, the dagger landing half an inch from Hibiki's hands which we're still on the previous dagger. Hibiki froze, his spine going ramrod straight. He turned his head around towards me.

"Gods, when the hell did you get back!? How long have you been standing there?!"

"Long enough to see you wishing you were born a girl instead." I walked to my bed, placing the tray down on top of a remotely-flat part of a pillow, then walking back to my friend, kneeling down and swiftly pulling out the foldable dagger, snapping it back shut into itself again. Just as swiftly, maybe even more, I pulled out the first dagger, a ghost of a grin appearing on my face as I heard Hibiki sigh loudly in relief.

"You got me there. I swear on my life, I will never make the mistake of doing that again."

I pointed the dagger playfully at his face, a hint of humor in my eyes as I stared at his.

"Good boy." He rolled his eyes and got up. There was a rip in the middle of his pants and for both our sakes, he covered it with his hands.

"The very back of my closet, pick what you want." I waved him towards the direction of my closet.