GURESHIN... oneshots

Relationships...??? Part_1

Hello there, poppets!!

I hope you're all doing good!!

I'll stop talking now. Enjoy.

Thank you.

Slytherin Prince.

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Summary: Irdk, but a sweet little relationship!!! I'll try and use a little bit of the blogging reference!!! 😅

{Earlier that morning}

Morning people!! I'm back again!! (Sound of clicking of the keyboard keys)

I hope you all have been good while I was away.....

He stopped for a moment and re-read his post. What the actual fuck!! All that sounded like utter bullshit. Nothing interesting, like the old days. Nothing new. Just that same old, boring entry every day. There was a time when he was one of the most famous bloggers. He had so many followers, so many readers, so many likes. What else could anyone crave for?

Every day he would sit down and try to write something new, something interesting. He wanted to be as cool Mr. Sniper as he had been a few months ago. He craved the attention, the love, the comments, the like. But all he got was a 'thunbs up, bud!!' or 'cheers, pal'. He didn't need all that. He was famous. He was a blogger. And not just any blogger. He was one of the best. His writings were famous, his works_ a piece of art, as they called it. But now?? Nothing. He was nothing. No likes, no comments, no followers. He was just another user now.

How did this happen?

"I have no idea", he would tell his friends.

What else could he do. He had lost it all. His fame. His reputation. And most importantly, his skill. His ability to write. The ability to turn a normal sentence into a dramatic paragraph, full of emotions. His works that could make people cry or laugh their heart out at. He had lost it all. He couldn't bring himself to write again. He had lost it all, finally. He was no one.

How could the universe do this to him? This wasn't fair! He had done all he could to revive himself. Everything, he had done. Nothing, nothing just helped!! This wasn't just a block. No block could last this long.

[A/n: Guys, I'm not saying that blocks don't last long. Mine had lasted for a few weeks. So don't worry. Just find inspiration, and if you don't, write utter bullshit, like I'm doing. It helps a lot!!!]

He was done now. Writing was the only thing that had ever brought him up. The only thing that could help him overcome his stress. All he could do was to write down all his emotions and turn it into a story. But now, he couldn't even express himself. His girlfriend had left him and his friends were no longer interested. They were all busy in their own stuff, girlfriends and relationships and studies and don't know what. They all sucked! They didn't mean anything to him now. He was officially alone now. No friends, no mates no nothing. He preferred loneliness, now. His parents were super interested in his big brother and his studies, making him suffer alone. Every night when he would return home later then usual, his parents would be ready with the same old lecture and then would term it as a phase.

How could anyone be so ignorant? They were his parents. How could they be so mean? It was so lonely. He was no one now. He couldn't write about all this to anyone. He had lost his only friend Goshi also. He was another cool writer over the net. Pity, he didn't live anywhere near, or he'd have simply gone to him.

Goshi was a cool guy. They were of the same age but goshi was way cooler than him. He was always happy, ever so positive and always there to handle Shinya's ever changing moods. He could go to him with any problem and goshi would help him through. They would always talk about their day, and do all dumb stuff. But that would end when goshi would keep back. He would never want to end their conversation, but he was busy. So, Shinya had to let go.

Nowadays, he would always talk about normal things. No bad things, no swinging moods, just good, funny things. And that was all because of Shinya. He didn't want to destroy goshi's moods everyday. He knew he was tired and he knew very well that he'd fail someday. But that was just too much for goshi to take in. So he had decided, no more flaming goshi on bad days. Just telling him about good things and leaving the rest. He knew it was bad, really rude of him to do that to his best friend, but he didn't want to destroy him or his mood. He didn't want to lose the only friend he had, the only one who hadn't left. He wasn't like all the others. He was so nice, good and friendly!! Cool and he also had a best friend, named Mito.

They were made for each other. They got along so well, except the fact that Goshi acted like a total idiot when he was with her. They were the "Couple". Goshi looked so happy with her. So free, so alive. Unlike Shinya. Shinya didn't even knew what he had done to get such a good friend. He was so happy for the pair, but secretly jeleaous. How couldn't he be? They had found their soulmate. The one made for them. That was a big wow. Shinya wondered if there was someone made for him. Never. Never would any girl wanna get along with him. He was ugly. He was dumb, an idiot who didn't know nothing. No one would befriend him.

{Present}

[Warning: self harm, mentions of suicide]

This was all he could think about before he pressed the blade against his skin. A deep cut on his left wrist and he let the blood flow freely. The warmth of the liquid provided him with all the comforts he lacked. All the loneliness washed away in a pool of his own blood. It was unnerving. Comforting. Warm. He couldn't feel alone if he didn't exist. No one would give him a darn usually. Now, if he died, people would at least visit his grave, bring him flowers. Even though he'd be lying dead six feet deep underground, his parents would be there to cry for him. He wouldn't be lonely. He be in a much better world than this one. That's what people said. Afterlife, they termed it. He wondered what hell looked like, cuz he won't be allowed inside the heavens. Yeah! He was a demon. That's what his mother had told him. "Kids who tell lies become demons", she used to say. Yeah! He was one. One last look at his family and he'd leave the world. He didn't want anyone, anything. All he wanted was love. Affection. Friendship. Care. But, alas, this was something he couldn't afford. How sad. He was actually a lost puppy.

' He made his way to his phone which lay near a heap of stones that he had been sitting on earlier '

I'll miss you all.

' He slowly picked it up and started searching for their photograph in the gallery '

Fuck this!!

' His vision was blurred. All he could see was a blurred picture with black spots dancing all around. '

There you are. Mom, dad and brother.

' He smiled weakly '

You all look so good together. Of course, without me. Yeah! Right. It has always been like this. I was just too blind to see.

'He was too weak to stand. He started falling backwards '

Always. I have loved you guys. I hope you all will love me. If not now, later.

' He fell to the ground with a thud '

Goodbye.

The last thing he saw before passing out was a figure crouching over him.

And then, he left!!

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Poppets!!

This was the longest ever. Wow. I'm just so happy. Finally did this!!! Yay!!

Hope ya all liked it. Thanks a lot for reading. And do tell me in the comments section below,

How do you think I should introduce Guren? Over the net or physically?? I'm facing a dilemma. I seriously don't know where this is going, but I wanted to write something!!!

Okay, I'll stop talking now. Thank you for your support!!

Always,

Hiro.

I'm out.

Peace.