-2 Months Later-
"No! I am not going to listen to you spoil End Game!" I screamed over the phone and Ouma laughed.
"Well did you know *beeeeeeeeep*" Ouma spoiled and my eyes widened, "that's a lie right?" I asked desperately.
"Who knows" Ouma said and I groaned, "why Ouma?" I asked "this is why you go on the day of the movie" Ouma scolded.
"I had to study for one of my tests!" I argued, "if I lived near you I would have dragged you there" Ouma joked.
"Don't remind me" I groaned, "it still sucks that you live all the way across the world, I wish you lived closer" I admitted.
"Is that just because you have to stay up all night to talk to me?" Ouma asked, "well it would be nice to remember what a full night of sleep is" I joked.
"You still wouldn't" Ouma told me and I groaned, "really?" I asked, "yeah unlike you I am nocturnal, or maybe I can't sleep? Or I have transcended this world and became immortal" Ouma said.
"I can never tell with you" I admitted, "that's what's fun about hanging out with you" Ouma laughed.
"Kiibo!" I heard my father call, it was past one in the morning so I guess he heard how loud I was probably being.
"I have to go, bye Ouma" I said and hung up. My father walked through the door yawning "what were you up so late for?" He asked tiredly.
"Talking to a friend" I told him "you don't have any friends" he yawned. He is the best.
"I do actually, thanks" I told him and his eyes widened "wait really? Has your prayers finally been answered? Or are you paying this kid?" He asked seriously.
"I am not buying friendship" I assured him "and it's not an act of a god or something" I told him. I'll tell him about Atua later...
"Is he imaginary?" He asked and I groaned, "I am in high school" I reminded him.
"Ok you're right, we're taking you to the doctor to see if you have schizophrenia or something" he agreed.
I sighed, "he is a hundred percent real, night" I told him and closed the door.
I would say I am surprised but....I really am not. This is not out of character in the slightest and I bet if Ouma heard he would probably laugh. Hopefully because he thinks it's a joke.
I laid down in bed and stared at the string. It was a beautiful scarlet red and seemed to be made of magic.
I wanted to go meet him in person. Ouma insisted on not sharing photos or showing his face because he wanted it to be a surprise when I did meet him.
I also...I wanted to tell him I like him.
But I don't know if I should. Or if I even can and somehow get my feelings accepted.
It's complicated. I'm glad at least about the fact we are talking and joking around over the phone or playing games together.
I shouldn't want more.
Which is what makes this even worse, because I do. I saw my phone lighten up to see a text from Ouma.
Ouma: The ending to End Game is-
You: Stop!
Ouma:Nihishi
You: Did you type out your laugh?!
Ouma: Nope
You: But if you sound it out it's exactly like it
Ouma: That was a lie
You: Ouma!I felt myself laugh a bit when I looked down at the string again. It wouldn't hurt to at least talk about the strings now....right?
You: Hey Ouma...
Ouma: Oh no Kiiboy is serious
You: Please take this seriously
Ouma: I run an underground prank group of course I am serious
You: Is that a lie? And quit getting off topic!
Ouma: I don't know
You: It's about the String.
Ouma: Stop.
You: But we need to talk about it Ouma
Ouma: No we don't
You: I know it may seem soon but please
Ouma: Stop it Kiibo
You: Please Ouma, I just...I just need this!
Ouma: Why? Why are you all of a sudden bringing it up?
You: It's because...
Ouma: Just tell me the dots aren't needed.I felt my heart stopping as if almost by instinct I typed and sent the next text.
You: Because I love you.
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FanfictionIn a world where everyone has a soul mate we have Kiibo, alone and scared that because he has prostetic hands he won't ever get to have the red string like all of his other classmates he turns to the internet for a source of belonging knowing everyo...